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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 22, 2013 18:37:57 GMT
Plot: Elemental Dragons have been hunted for centuries now. Very little and too few of them remain. They desperately want to seek revenge against the humans, but there numbers are low and it is physically impossible. They must get their numbers up to fight the humans before it is too late....
Form:
Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Element:
Looks:
In Heat (females only):
Offspring:
Mate:
Personality:
History:
Other:
(You may use a different one if wanted)
My Dragons: name: Winter's First Kiss nick: Winter age:6 element: ice looks:  in heat: yes offspring: none but wants mate:Night Heart personality: shy doesn't talk hardly history: good luck in getting it out of her. other; wears a gold cross with a ruby in the center ------- Name: Magnus Nickname: Inferno age:8 element: Fire looks  offspring: none mate: posiibly Sol personality: rp other : n/a |
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Post by shade. (admin) on Oct 22, 2013 21:02:01 GMT
I might join when/if there is a plot. XD
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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 22, 2013 22:48:26 GMT
(plot is up)
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Post by shade. (admin) on Oct 23, 2013 21:00:18 GMT
(What's the social structure? Like.....I kinda want to, but is it formed like a clan, or like a herd.. Or a pack...?)
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Post by F r o s t on Oct 23, 2013 23:11:09 GMT
Name: Sea Drop Nickname: Sea Age:5 Element: Water (She can form ponds quite easily.. her mother is known well for seeming to drop the oceans down on the world. Looks:  In Heat: Yes... she isn't looking for any dragon in particular.. as long as they can't freeze her work. Offspring: None Mate: Impress her deeply to earn her trust for her mate. Personality: To be rped History: Her mother is the great Sea Claw (dead) Other: She has razor sharp wings and claws for in the winter to break through the ice to get to the water. |
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Post by shade. (admin) on Oct 24, 2013 0:11:44 GMT
(Can I use a different form?)
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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 24, 2013 19:16:43 GMT
yes u may and frost ur accepted
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Post by shade. (admin) on Oct 24, 2013 20:08:18 GMT
 ~ The Basics~ "My name is Patrina Lianie Lace (Pa-Tree-Na Lie-an-E Lay-S). I know, long name, my mom was a name freak. Way to organized, and she always hesitated before everything. That's what killed her. But never mind that, lets get back to your questions, although, if you are interviewing me, no doubt history will come up again." *sighs and wrapped tail around feet*. "I am 7 years of age, probably spunky to the naive eye, but not really, not on the inside. Not on the inside.... Oh! And call me Lace for short. I will literally kill you if you call me Patrina, or Lianie."
~ On the Outside~
*gazes up at the dragon and chuckles.* "You see me a lot in water, hum? Well yes, I do rest in water, especially cool water, but that is not what I am. Not my element." *Laughs* "You are nosy, aren't you, and a curious one." *Smiles and twitches tail, shaking her head. Finally looks up.* "I am the element of... You could say the air... You could say the wind, you could say the temperature, you could say the sky, and some of those are relevant, but still not correct. I am a- THE master of cold. Of fast, cold winds, of icy-cold water, although not actual ice, of whether or not it is snowing. The master of cold. I can make things cold, and get them back to just above freezing whenever I want, sadly, I can't say that I can re-warm things up, but, what would be the point of that? Plus, I can breath at below-zero temperatures, leaving most anything frozen solid in a instant." *Twitches tail*. "To be fitting, I am white, like snow. Pure white, if I get dirty, I still glow white, it's a gift. I have long, sparkling yellow horns that curve around the back of my head, un-used for fighting, just for style... Or ramming things, but that is hard... As I said before, mostly for style." *Pauses* I have average width-ed wings, but there length is longer than most. My wings are also thicker then most, there so helping my stay warm, although my normal body temperature is below freezing for a human." *smiles* "That is a good question, young man. I CAN, in fact survive warm places. I have to say, if it goes over a hundred degrees, I am doomed, and if I stay in over 50 temperatures for more than 3 1/2 hours, I will to have a heat stroke. No other possibilities. This, perhaps, makes me pretty, the fact that I am so.. Cold. Ice crystals form on my wings, and I am as white as clean sparkling snow, enhancing this beauty. It makes me look young, which I am, for a dragon, but I acquired info they couldn't even dream of in my time."
~Me, and my history~
"I am from a family of four. I know that sounds weird, but let me start." *sends the boy a glare.* "My mother, as I said before, an organised girl. I swear, if ONE fork was on the table SLIGHTLY crooked, that was the worst thing of her life." *laughs* "My brother was a trauma for her until she kicked him out... My dad hated that part about her, but he thought she was a great dragon, for she had money, more than he could ever even imagine. Ah, the life. She wrote books, books on dragons, books on humans, books on the things she loved, gardening books, cook books, everything, every single type of book you could think of." *chuckles and intakes big breath* "She was a character, that's probably how I got the spunk and vain-ness I have, at this moment in time, since my father was such a humble man. Back when there was a council of elemental dragons, he ruled in there, humble as can be, although he had more power than any of them. i broke away from that lively couple at age one, my father had effected my into be nice, but ruthless, I wasn't liking the change, it hit me too hard. I became a better dragon, but worse at the same time. The willingness to fight is good.. As it is bad, but I learned some things have consequences, even if I don't want them too. I lived in a city-area even when we were hunted after I left, for if someone saw me I rose to a cloud, and according to them, 'dissapeared', should use their radar more often. I moved to a frosted magical forest when I was five, due to the fact the city was to hot, and had a little dragon, named Rafe. (Making form) He was a heat-fire combo, well, I never figured out what he was, he was a mystery. I weened him a year ago. Now I've came to where I really belong, a little way from that wood, which was about 40 degrees, to this 'wasteland', according to most. It's cold, -30 degrees almost all the time, but it suits me, and I love it... I really am a depressed dragon on the inside, but you won't see enough of me to care. I will breed with you, considering I am in heat, then you will leave and come back next spring. Now, do it, and as I said before, leave. I do not want a mate, and will likely never have one.
(Rafe's form is a Work-in-progress. Am I accepted?)
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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 24, 2013 20:24:47 GMT
yes just remember 2 finish the form
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Post by shade. (admin) on Oct 24, 2013 20:32:07 GMT
(Ok, I'll have it done by tomorrow... When will we start?)
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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 24, 2013 22:55:04 GMT
tomorrow
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Post by shade. (admin) on Oct 24, 2013 22:55:35 GMT
kk)
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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 25, 2013 19:37:50 GMT
Winter yawned and stretched from her home in the frigid mountain side. She emerged from her cave and flew off to find a decent meal for breakfast.
Inferno roared loudly and flew in search of a potential mate.
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Post by F r o s t on Oct 25, 2013 21:03:48 GMT
Sea Drop swam in the water. She spotted a shark and quickly swam towards it. Her wings like the wings of a jet and going at full speed. The shark struggled but not for long. Soon the shark was in Sea Drops jaws and she easily dragged it to shore. She devoured it.
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Post by Amy12250 on Oct 26, 2013 15:34:41 GMT
Winter saw a mountain goat with it's mother. The mother had ventured off to be with the other members of the herd. She got higher in elevation and dove downwards and snatched up the baby goat. she flew back to her cave and began to eat it in silence.
Inferno saw a tuna in the water .he dove down and caught it. he landed on a rocky cliff near the ocean. he began to eat the tuna
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