LarayiaHunter

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP)

Yeah, I added a lil' to it and tried to give you something to work with right off the bat xP

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP)

bumping...I guess we could get started on the IC 'cause I guess cuz the others don't seem to be interested anymore xD

RWBY Grim Dawn

still here...I just thought I was hanging back for a lil' bit in the RP 'cause we were gonna do that thing with Ashe. But I could throw her into the fray now if you want me to

Welcome to Gotham (Private)

"Not a child," Senna replied simply, slurping her drink rudely, "a friend." She basically inhaled the rest of her drink, not in the mood for tasting it's sugary goodness. "You woulda done the same if it was me who was freaking out." She muttered, her arms resting on the table. She tapped her fingers against the smooth, stone surface. Hawaii...how cheesy were Dick and Lacy? If she ever got married and honeymooned, She's be going to Austria and climb some alpines!

He's Such A Heart Throb, Ain't He? (Private)

Whirlwind pretended he didn't hear Bluebird's 5th grader grade name-calling. He'd been called worse at school. "The faster we get to the cave, the faster we'll fix this." He said to Crystal and Waiola, not looking at either of them as he glanced at Bluebird. "Do you have the zeta beam thingy?"

"Soooo, descriptive. I coulda eaten a bowl of alphabet soup and sh*ted out a more intelligent question that piece of fart." WW thought the same thing about BB's attempts at being tough. The long haired woman pulled out a weird clicker like device and pressed the button. Suddenly, the entire group was standing back in the cave.

Chiron senses the heart beats of 5, no, 6 lives enter the headquarters. He flew down from his opening in the ceiling and landed onto the soft carpet. "Is anyone here harmed?" He asked, looking over Waiola and Crystal. Waiola had some blood on her, but Waiola had basically bathed in it.

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP)

Hiccup

Name: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, the Third
Age: Twenty
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance (description/picture/both):

Hider

Weapon(s): Dragon Blade, small knife, and occasionally carries a Gronckle Iron shield
Personality: Hiccup is a the stereotypical kind, but doofy, leader. He's smart, protective, and caring, but he has no idea how to keep himself safe. He couldn't anything, he even has a hard time getting himself to squish a bug! He is just as good communicating to dragons as he is with people. When there's a problem, he knows just the thing to fix it.
Strengths: He is a great leader and can create battle plans out of nothing.
Weaknesses: He is not the best fighter and hates hurting people and dragons. He also is missing a leg, so if he doesn't have his peg, he's grounded.

Dragon's Name: Toothless
Dragon's Breed (describe new breed, include abilities): Nightfury
Dragon's Appearance (description/picture/both): Look above

Bodil

Name: Bodil Bergfalk
Age: Twenty-one
Gender: female
Sexuality: Pan
Appearance (description/picture/both):

It's so bad

Weapon(s): Bodil carries a Gronckle Iron longsword and spear. She also wears a short sword at her waist.
Personality: Bodil is known as one of the biggest jerks who live on Berk. She's always looking to start something. She, even more so than the usual viking, loves to fight. She swears like a sailor and just is generally very rude. However, Bodil likes to be the hero and protect others, even though at the same time should would like to beat the living daylights out of her peers. She very rarely shows the emotions of fear, sadness, and kindness. She likes to separate herself from others and isn't attached to anyone or anything but her dragon.
Strengths: She is one of the best fighters and hunters on the island.
Weaknesses: She is way too headstrong and goes looking for fights. This often puts her in a bad situation very easily. She also doesn't get along with others very well and isn't a great teammate.

Dragon's Name: Flameglider (A.K.A, Glide)
Dragon's Breed (describe new breed, include abilities): Armored Monstrous Nightmare
Dragon's Appearance (description/picture/both):

Hider

He's just a Monsterous Nightmare with armor-like bone that covers parts of his body.

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP)

Cardlin

Stands at 4'11 | Hazel eyes | Sandy brown hair that tends to fall in his eyes


Cardlin Iorun


Eighteen


Male


Homosexual


Throwing knives are short, with a thick, heavy grip made of a series of leather discs set one above the other, and a brass crosspiece between the hilt and the blade. Throwing knives, as the name implies, are meant and balanced for throwing. It is thin at the hilt, widens considerably down its length, then narrows quickly to a sharp point. A throwing knife is carried in a double scabbard. These balanced knives have brass pommels and a expanding, then tapering blade.

Cardlin sports dual Dirks on his belt. The dirk is a fighting knife, with a blade about an inch and a half wide, and very long, about 12 or 13 inches and used for close-combat fights.


Cardlin is normally described as a kind and caring individual. He tends to put others needs before his own and won't hesitate to help someone if he feels they are in need of assistance. Cardlin has a stubborn streak and will not budge if he sets his mind to something. He's not one to anger easily but once he is watch out because he can have quite the temper and is not afraid to give you a piece of his mind. Another trait of Cardlin's is that he has a bad habit of bottling up his problems so the people around him will not worry. Even if he is having the worst day imaginable he will still put on a smile and say everything is fine.


What he lacks for in physical strength, he makes up for it in agility and flexibility. Cardlin is quite nimble and quick on his feet. People are taken aback sometimes at just how nimble he is, especially after they see him climbing with ease and back and front flipping over things. The modern word for this is Parkour/Free-Running. He is also able to run far distances without becoming short of breath.


Cardlin has a slender frame, bordering on petite. As such, he can not match the other Viking men in contested strength. Challenged to an arm-wrestling match? He'll be beaten so easy it's child's play. There's also the fact that since he is so short, he can be picked up easily.

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Gilthunder


Leiptr: Said to have been birthed from one of Thor's lightning bolt as it struck the earth, the Leiptr has the ability over lightning and thunder. It channels lightning along the spikes all over it's body before the lightning gathers in its mouth and it fires off a blast. It also has the ability to send a deafening blast of sound that will stun its target.

Strengths: If a lightning storm is present, the Leiptr's lightning blast will pack more of a punch as it channels lightning from itself as well as the storm raging around it.

Weaknesses: Water. The Leiptr is alright if it is simply raining however, if its body is completely submerged into water, its lightning will barely spark after it leaves the water and the lightning won't return until an hour later or longer, depending on how long the dragon was submerged for. For its thunder blast, range and mass will determine how long the target is stunned for. If the target is small and close in proximity, they will be stunned for up to an hour. However, if the target is large and far away, they may only be stunned for a few minutes.

@XxLyraxX

Sounds good, you can go post your sheet in Characters XP We'll wait to start until at least one other person joins...

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP)

Character List
Canon OC
Hiccup/Toothless
Bodil/Flameglider
Cardlin/Gilthunder

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP)

No one knew when it really began, mainly because they didn't want to remember it. Life on Berk was smooth, even though the transition from one Chief to the next was a little rough at first. Hiccup Haddock had made it through his first few months when things began to change. At first, the dragons who lived at Berk alongside the savage vikings became uneased. Then a dragon would go missing, then another, and another. Then it was a viking who went missing. People would report the screams of both dragons and people at night. Other would claim seeing the shape something big in the water while on night patrol. Before anyone knew it, Berk was once again in danger.

Something would come at night, at least once every two weeks, and raid the viking village. Dragon lives and human lives were lost each time the gruesome beast attacked. Almost a third of the human population was taken or killed by the beast. The dragon population had been cut in half. No one had ever caught a glimpse of it, not even the great Hiccup. The worst part of the problem; there seemed to be no way to defend Berk.

Dragons and their riders were found dead after every attack. Sometimes, only pieces of them were recovered. Occasionally, there was nothing to bury but a lock of burnt hair or an axe. There were next to no dragon riders left, meaning Berk's once terrifying number of defenders had dwindled into the teens.

The young chief groaned, his face pressed against his wooden desk. What was Hiccup going to do? There was another attack last night, with another three villagers confirmed to be dead and two more missing, one of which an eight-year-old child. He slowly sat up, brushing the soot and dust from his face. He was so tired of all of this. If his father was still here, maybe Berk would still have a chance...The brown haired man jumped as a purring noise behind him snapped him out of his early-morning trance. Dark, olive eyes met the glowing green gaze of a rather large reptile. "I know, bud, I know. We'll figure it out," Hiccup said to his best friend, Toothless the Night Fury, "I just hope it's sooner than later." He knew the sun was starting to peek out over the hills of Berk. Another night without a single wink of sleep.

Hiccup took a deep breath, closing his eyes as he mentally prepared himself for what waited outside his front door; total and utter chaos. "Let's go, Toothless." He cooed to the black, scaly beast as he got his feet. Well, his foot and metal peg. Toothless shook his head in agreement and followed Hiccup towards the door. The green eyed man pushed opened his door, grimacing at the all-too familiar stench of burnt wood and flesh. Today? Today was gonna be a win...not.

Especially with a all-too familiar muttonhead headbutting him as Hiccup's door opened.

Hiccup cried out as Bodil rammed her heart-shaped head into his chest, growling like a wild creature. "Morn'n, Chief! 'Bout time you woke up and smelled the death!" She greeted with a smirk as the one-legged man fell to the ground. She crossed her arms as Toothless roared at the strong viking. "Wh-what was that for!?" Hiccup stuttered, not at all surprised by how terribly his morning was going.

The woman who stood before Hiccup was the stereotypical viking. Muscular, rough, kinda ugly, a little insane, and always looking for a fight. Bodil even stood at about five feet, she was nothing but muscle and mean. She had terrifying blue-green eyes that nobody who was smart would look into. Her hair was shaved on one side of her head, the other side was a tangled mess of braids and wooden beads.

"You gotta deal with the body count. We've been waiting for you to wake the f*** up and get going. We need you to tell us what to do, or I'll start fart'n out orders." Bodil threatened with a stupidly cocky smirk. "And I bet none of us want that."

Hiccup scowled, getting up off of his wooden floor. He hadn't even stepped outside yet before life started to attack him! "As if anyone would listen to you, Bodil." His eyes loomed over the destruction. A few huts were still smoldering from fire. Broken weapons and scales littered the ground. People were starting pile the dead by the blacksmith, while the wounded lined up for Gothi's care. "How many so far?" Hiccup asked, waiting for someone, anyone to answer him.

Scales Have Tipped (HTTYD RP, interest check)

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