ouo lucid can be my mate then ^-^

But we need dat animal DNA though for survival of the Trisphee race.

Excluding me, so four.

Well I'm not helping repopulate, I'm just encouraging you guys to repopulate on my behalf.

Virginity gives me super powers.

DK doesn't like nor want kids so like.. yea o3o count me out

I uh, wasn't counting myself. Sex is yucky. :P Have fun, yo.

Nope I took people's eggs and sperm when you guys weren't looking, don't ask how.

I'm breeding now.

Who wants lizard-tiger-lucid-puppies to raise?

A lone interstellar traveler shuffles towards the crumbling ruins, the wind moaning eerily through cracks and over cavities in the alabaster walls. From the layer of brown dust settled thickly over every once-exposed surface, it is obvious that, whatever creatures may have once inhabited the sanctuary, they are long gone, their very bones disintegrated into the ubiquitous powder.

Littered on the ground some distance away are glass shards. Non-biodegradable, the traveler thinks. Nearby, tucked away in an alcove, is a stack of plastic sheets layered between decomposing leaves of some sort of organic material. The markings on the white leaves are illegible, faded in some places and completely moth-eaten in others, but seem to at one time have constituted charts and diagrams. Knotted circuitry and metal plates lay scattered throughout the niche, apparently part of some complex machinery in bygone times.

Further into the dilapidated building, the traveler cautiously inches past rotten pallets, some coated thicker than others with the dust, finally reaching a collapsed doorway, blocked off by barbed wire and a jumble of wooden planks.

Of particular interest is a decrepit sign, battered and orange with rust, hanging across the opening from two lengths of equally oxidized chain. Its contents seem hastily painted, drops of red splattered across the metal background, and is comprised of only two words.

"WARNING: ASEXUALS"

you can have a mate and not need smex and kids ono

illusion: isn't that more of gene splicing at this point? x'D

Quite you, I am commencing the baby making process! I already have a bunch of illusions on the clock running the machinery.

*Holding a gelatin with a weird human/creature hybrid inside*
I think I'll name you.... Demonskid2..

OnO Nuu! its DK 5.0! If its from me its DK 5.0!

*Pops in*
...I think I'll utilize the Tolkien approach...I'll write/sing things into existence...
*Pops out*

*Splices Awen's eggs with a Cuddlefish, Zebroid, and a Alaskan penguin*

You now have 12 kids, each named.

AW
WE
WEN
WES
AWES
WANS
EWANS
SEWAN
SEN
SENA
SWENA
and Little A (pfft. The A is for Awesome.)

I do about as well with small things about as well as toasters do in bathtubs.

And not to mention the lack of consent that would have all tumblrinas in flames, my my!