another year

Eighteen years ago today, I received a new login on Furrymuck. The character name was “Peganthyrus” – a name I created by starting with the name “Peggy” and adding syllables to it until I had something that sounded appropriately draconic to me.

Peganthyrus ended up being pretty important to my life; role-playing as a skinny, snarky dragon lady taught me a lot about who I hoped to be. I don’t hang around on mucks any more; at one point I even proclaimed the character Officially Dead. But she wouldn’t stay away. I wear other masks, but the one I wear on a daily basis is pretty much her. If I’m going to claim any animal attributes, it’s probably going to be dragonish ones; it’s no accident that when I changed my name, it was to “Margaret”… which shortens (through a somewhat inexplicable process) to “Peggy”.

So it’s fairly appropriate that on the eighteenth birthday of my current identity, I’m off to the tattoo parlor for one of the last few sessions of work on my wings. Dressed, of course, in black leggings, and a tight black dress with a subtle pattern of scales.

I keep on thinking that I should have some kind of party for this. Maybe next year…