I have been working on a character but I haven't decided on a pokemon yet xD
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Alright coolio.
Are we allowed any kind of non legendary pokemon?
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Skylark simply nodded to his brother, then knocked off the bio-hazard mask the man was toting. He felt tired, and something about his brother's tone hurt his eardrums. Did Sleipnir always have the pitch of a parakeet? Growling slightly, he focused his power on his eyes and locked his gaze with the guard's. It was angular, and the stubble poking out of his face was a graying blonde. His skin was filled with imperfections, as the human looked far older than anyone else he had seen. The dragons were able to keep their bodies young, but humans wrinkled like grapes in the hot summer sun. The man was by no means elderly, but he was definitely out of his teen years. Something about the primal nature of the human intrigued him. They were unable to govern themselves, and made stupid choices.
Then they had children, and those children made even worse choices! Memory inheritance was a beautiful thing, but the humans didn't have it. Picking the man up by the shoulders, he held the skin of the creature's forehead so that his eyes were opened with his other hand. A snore escaped the man, and Skylark felt some kind of heat rush through him. Father... no... Relin's father would yawn like that. So hearty, so full, so... A few tears slipped from his eyes, recalling what the world looked like on the outside. It was a grey, as if the sun had given up its ministrations. There was no reason for it. Why hadn't he been able to meet his grandparents? Why was the earth so ruined? Who were his parents? He knew who they were, but he still had no idea what they stood for, and it made him angry.
He let his fingertips roam aimlessly on the man's body, playing across the thick fabric. He stopped over his sternum, feeling a pulse. Inquisitively, he pressed the flat of his palm against the man's chest, then drew it back. In a flash, he dug it deep into the man's chest. Feeling a snarl rip through his throat, the young dragon felt the wet cavern he had created. He felt something hot and throbbing, and yanked it out with a glorious snap like guitar strings being pulled taut. Without even thinking, he raised it to his lips like his ancestors had done centuries before, and paused. He took his brother's hand in his own and pushed the still-beating heart towards his mouth with a grunt, edging Sleipnir to take the first bite.
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Halley laughed at the fire elder and the hydra of sloth's reactions, not that he knew exactly who they were. "It's always time to reliegve some stress," The keeper dragon murmured, feet leaving the ground as he dug his claws into the table around Regnum until their noses were practically touching. "You have some really warm breath..." He murmured, taking a whiff of the fire dragon. He hadn't seen one up close ever since he had patrolled the Gates of the Fallen. And his only interaction was disarming the great reds. Hydra were a rare sight as well, but... Reds were something extraordinary. A star among rocks, a pearl in the sands.
Slowly, Halley let his tails hover around Regnum's legs, before swinging it forward with gusto. It lightly tapped against the man's calf, injecting something into him like a needle. He laughed a bit and hopped off the table, landing nimbly on the cold ground, before swinging with his other tail onto Leo to do the same thing. "I got a Ygdrassil leaf over my heart that turns my blood to dew. It should be enough to give you guys a little boost. for now, anyways."
Then they had children, and those children made even worse choices! Memory inheritance was a beautiful thing, but the humans didn't have it. Picking the man up by the shoulders, he held the skin of the creature's forehead so that his eyes were opened with his other hand. A snore escaped the man, and Skylark felt some kind of heat rush through him. Father... no... Relin's father would yawn like that. So hearty, so full, so... A few tears slipped from his eyes, recalling what the world looked like on the outside. It was a grey, as if the sun had given up its ministrations. There was no reason for it. Why hadn't he been able to meet his grandparents? Why was the earth so ruined? Who were his parents? He knew who they were, but he still had no idea what they stood for, and it made him angry.
He let his fingertips roam aimlessly on the man's body, playing across the thick fabric. He stopped over his sternum, feeling a pulse. Inquisitively, he pressed the flat of his palm against the man's chest, then drew it back. In a flash, he dug it deep into the man's chest. Feeling a snarl rip through his throat, the young dragon felt the wet cavern he had created. He felt something hot and throbbing, and yanked it out with a glorious snap like guitar strings being pulled taut. Without even thinking, he raised it to his lips like his ancestors had done centuries before, and paused. He took his brother's hand in his own and pushed the still-beating heart towards his mouth with a grunt, edging Sleipnir to take the first bite.
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Halley laughed at the fire elder and the hydra of sloth's reactions, not that he knew exactly who they were. "It's always time to reliegve some stress," The keeper dragon murmured, feet leaving the ground as he dug his claws into the table around Regnum until their noses were practically touching. "You have some really warm breath..." He murmured, taking a whiff of the fire dragon. He hadn't seen one up close ever since he had patrolled the Gates of the Fallen. And his only interaction was disarming the great reds. Hydra were a rare sight as well, but... Reds were something extraordinary. A star among rocks, a pearl in the sands.
Slowly, Halley let his tails hover around Regnum's legs, before swinging it forward with gusto. It lightly tapped against the man's calf, injecting something into him like a needle. He laughed a bit and hopped off the table, landing nimbly on the cold ground, before swinging with his other tail onto Leo to do the same thing. "I got a Ygdrassil leaf over my heart that turns my blood to dew. It should be enough to give you guys a little boost. for now, anyways."
Definitely interested! Will wait to see if there's any more interest.
I need that one emoji from RPN
She took him out long enough for him to be defeatwd.
Haley snickered at Regnum. The reds had always considered themselves to be such great leaders, but if that was the case their kind- no. All of dragon kind wouldn't be in such grave danger. What a terrible leader he was. The red was nothing more than a false god, the figurehead for the council. And why shouldn't he be? He appeared strong, courageous, and as handsome as the mighty sun, and as bright as it too. But as a keeper dragon, the cyan-haired male had better intuition than most. He slicked his tongue at the dragon's words.
"Guess I'm the only one who can see in the dark, then?" Waiting a few moments for a response, he laughed haughtily and panned the room. His pink-haired partner was nowhere to be seen. That was an issue, because Lucian's aura manipulation would come in handy right now to scout for guards. He didn't bother wondering how he had ended up in the mess. As a ygdrassil knight, he had to accept that sometimes weird shit happened and there was nothing he could really do to stop it.
His multicolored eyes rested on the red dragon and he licked hi lips whole whistling suggestively. "Man, you're real hot. Maybe I should keep you," Halley mused, referencing why exactly he was called a keeper dragon. Snaking over with his elastic tail, he stretched the tip far from the binds and let it snap, crushing the chains around his feet. He slowly did it once more too free himself, then hopped onto the cold linoleum ground. "Well, looks like one of us is free. Now what would you guys do to convince me to let you out?" He asked deviously, hand caressing Regnum's calf in one hand and inching up Leo's thigh on the other.
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Seeing the guard drop to the ground, Skylark felt something bubble inside of his stomach. He felt his scales recede as his form grew smaller. Slowly, he reverted to his humanoid form. He let out a small giggle, slightly delerius from transforming for the first time. His tail and wings still flapped madly, and he was unaware of his brother.
"Guess I'm the only one who can see in the dark, then?" Waiting a few moments for a response, he laughed haughtily and panned the room. His pink-haired partner was nowhere to be seen. That was an issue, because Lucian's aura manipulation would come in handy right now to scout for guards. He didn't bother wondering how he had ended up in the mess. As a ygdrassil knight, he had to accept that sometimes weird shit happened and there was nothing he could really do to stop it.
His multicolored eyes rested on the red dragon and he licked hi lips whole whistling suggestively. "Man, you're real hot. Maybe I should keep you," Halley mused, referencing why exactly he was called a keeper dragon. Snaking over with his elastic tail, he stretched the tip far from the binds and let it snap, crushing the chains around his feet. He slowly did it once more too free himself, then hopped onto the cold linoleum ground. "Well, looks like one of us is free. Now what would you guys do to convince me to let you out?" He asked deviously, hand caressing Regnum's calf in one hand and inching up Leo's thigh on the other.
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Seeing the guard drop to the ground, Skylark felt something bubble inside of his stomach. He felt his scales recede as his form grew smaller. Slowly, he reverted to his humanoid form. He let out a small giggle, slightly delerius from transforming for the first time. His tail and wings still flapped madly, and he was unaware of his brother.
Noire's eyebrows arched. "Why would I kill myself? Think, you little shit!" There were murmurs of agreement from both December and Blizzard.
"Then just poof like the clouds!" Terra screamed, tired of the hydra's incompetence. Everything was a game to them. Even when their lives were at stake, they would rather deceive, even with no reward.
"Poof...?" December asked, question mark audible in her voice. What could the dragons be babbling about now? The issue with the elders was that they loved to talk. All they did was force their own opinion and never listen, especially when they were wrong. She couldn't stand those who never listened.
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The young dragon's heart began to race , until his brother spoke. Sleipnir was like a tranquilizer to him, calm words being more than enough to cloud his rage and temper his sorrows. The grey dragon's head gently touched to the ground as he felt his twin's thoughts wash over him. They were nice. Comforting, abstract, and intangible little messages his brother gave to him. He almost felt like... like dozing off. That is, until a strange pain wracked his posterior and he roared in pain, unable to burst forward even with panic on his side. Rational thought fading, the baby dragon squirmed even more, flapping his wings in addition to writhing his six legs. Sleipnir would have to try something else if they were going to get out before Father caught them.
"Then just poof like the clouds!" Terra screamed, tired of the hydra's incompetence. Everything was a game to them. Even when their lives were at stake, they would rather deceive, even with no reward.
"Poof...?" December asked, question mark audible in her voice. What could the dragons be babbling about now? The issue with the elders was that they loved to talk. All they did was force their own opinion and never listen, especially when they were wrong. She couldn't stand those who never listened.
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The young dragon's heart began to race , until his brother spoke. Sleipnir was like a tranquilizer to him, calm words being more than enough to cloud his rage and temper his sorrows. The grey dragon's head gently touched to the ground as he felt his twin's thoughts wash over him. They were nice. Comforting, abstract, and intangible little messages his brother gave to him. He almost felt like... like dozing off. That is, until a strange pain wracked his posterior and he roared in pain, unable to burst forward even with panic on his side. Rational thought fading, the baby dragon squirmed even more, flapping his wings in addition to writhing his six legs. Sleipnir would have to try something else if they were going to get out before Father caught them.
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