Um...Can I join? I know it's really kinda late, but I like this idea...PM me back?
~jumper
I already have a bio and pictures. And I'm reading this so I can catch up.
Writing once a day keeps the voices away, and I've created a blog all about it: Daily Dose. ...and I'm now trying to create a user group based on the idea! Tell me if you're interested!
Age: (she doesn’t actually know but looks like 14-17 area)
Gender: female
Creature: Gypsy Imp (not Chinese, though)
Rank(if Dragon Rider): she's her own general
Hair: Boy cut but with spikes – purple
Eyes: all black there’s no white in her eyes
Any other noticable features (scars, cut off fingers, mowhawk
, etc.): she has a birth mark that zig-zags around her left eye from the tip of the eyebrow to her nose – has swirly tattoos down her arms and legs and also one that goes down the left side of her face
Power: a distraction – spy – also is great at stealing things and getting into the enemy’s territory undetected
Side :She rides for no one - just herself
Background: Mother was a gypsy and was part of a gypsy clan. The Dark Knights went and slaughtered everyone but her (because they couldn’t find her) when she was only a toddler. She learned to live alone and isn’t very friendly – especially to men. And she doesn’t know how old she is but looks 14-17ish. One day she stumbled into a magical pool and gave her magical powers which she can’t control and needs help but is too stubborn to ask for help so she conceals her talents.
Dragon: Chinese (one of those thin long ones, very graceful and fast – pretty good fighter) - male - Longwei
Color: Red at the head then blends to orange at the middle then blends to yellow at the end
*Instead of sitting on her dragon, she stands on it – kinda like surfing.
Also has a male Chinese pug named who also rides with her and goes everywhere with her (background to be discovered) Yonguri - calls him Yon for short
• When riding, she wraps her face in her mother's silk scarf - like a safety blanket sort of thing.
• The scarf's colors are golds, pinks, reds, oranges... Gypsyish
• Cannot see as other's do. When got powers from the pool, the color became too bright, and her pupils burst, making her whole eye the pupil - making her able to see things missed by others. - but that means that sometimes she looks to much for the details than the main picture which gets her into trouble.
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Writing once a day keeps the voices away, and I've created a blog all about it: Daily Dose. ...and I'm now trying to create a user group based on the idea! Tell me if you're interested!
*Ooh, cool, MJ! totally like your characters! Jump in any time you want, k? you can even come in now, if you want! ^_^*
After the nurse inspected Ari, she sighed. "I'm sorry, Ianeil, but I'm not sure what's wrong with her. I can't tell if she has a fever because of that thing on her forehead. It needs to cool down tremendously for me to be able to tell. I'll make sure someone sends ice packs every half hour, and we'll see how it goes from there. Keep her under lots of blankets, and always have ice on her forehead; I'll come back in a couple of hours to see how she's doing." And with that, she left, leaving Ian to watch over Ari.
Sorry, I don't have any leeches on my speed dial.
~Jacob Black
The lock clicked as a guard turned the key in it, and for a moment Cliares tensed, as if to try to escape. Ciru gently increased the gravity around her as a reminder of the consequences of such an attempt. He waited until the door had been closed again, then turned to the newcomer. He smiled, "Sergeant Maradomin. Good of you to join us. May I ask what it is you're doing here?"
Maradomin shrugged, "The same thing as you are, no doubt. Trying to get information out of the prisoner."
Ciru's look darkened a little, "I won't tolerate torture, if that's what you had in mind. I saw enough of that in the Dark Knights."
Cliares looked confused, "Wait. You're not going to torture me?"
"No. There's no point. There are better ways of getting information out of a prisoner."
"Ciru." The voice was metallic. Ciru hadn't heard it in some time, making it hard to place. But there's only one person with a voice like that...
He turned, "Vanis. I didn't quite believe Otraol when he said you were coming."
The colonel gave a low laugh, "That's not entirely surprising. Are you done here?" He nodded to Cliares and Maradomin.
"Not yet."
Vanis shrugged, the armour clinking as the plates slid against each other and the chain links were bounced into motion. "Very well, then. I will find General Ianeil first, then speak with you later. Until then, Ciru." He turned and made his way back towards the main part of the castle.
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
Reva watched out of sight as the shadow clan burned the fields down. She spit, disgusted.
A cloaked man looked like he was giving orders. Reva instantly despised him. Savior or not.
Longwei, give me one reason not to stop them.
You'd be out numbered. And it's stupid. And you're not ready to fight.
She glared at her dragon. Know-it-all.
At least I think things through than just do it on a whim. Longwei was right, and Reva didn't like it.
She stuck her tongue out at him.
Oh, very mature.
Shut up.
Reva looked over to Yonguri, her black pug who was walking along her dragon's back, and remembered how dare-devil like it was. She never could figure out how he could balance on Longwei - even while flying. It was ridiculous.
She turned to watch the scene. Apparently an elf girl had fainted, and the cloaked man was rescuing some people from a farm house.
This guy has identity-crisis. First he burns the field, then saves the farm people, and now he's lying about the whole thing. Reva shook her head.
Reva had good hearing, which helped when she stole to support herself, her dragon, and dog.
She grinned manically. Can I go bust him?
Fine. Just don't get into trouble.
Reva was about to go when they took off.
She scowled. Now we have to follow him.
We?
Yeah, I'm not walking there.
Jumping on?
There's no other way to do it.
The dragon waited until Yonguri secured himself on his head, and started to ascend. When he was seven feet off the ground, Reva ran and jumped to grab his neck. She swung around like a gymnast and landed behind his head, as Longwei gained speed and they surfed out of sight towards Damali.
Writing once a day keeps the voices away, and I've created a blog all about it: Daily Dose. ...and I'm now trying to create a user group based on the idea! Tell me if you're interested!
Reva laid down. She was tired of standing. Staring absentmindedly, Reva reached behind her and stroked Yon's head. Are we there yet?
For the fifteenth time - NO!
Sheesh.
Wait, this isn't Damali.
What?
This isn't Damali.
Reva sat up. I heard you. She stared at the city growing closer. That's weird. I thought the Saviors' headquarters were in Damali.
Longwei turned his head around. Reva, how are we supposed to get in? There are barriers and tons of guards.
She stared incredulously. The way we normally do. We sneak in.
Writing once a day keeps the voices away, and I've created a blog all about it: Daily Dose. ...and I'm now trying to create a user group based on the idea! Tell me if you're interested!
His scars contorted as he snarled, stepping between Cliares and Maradomin, "Stand down, sergeant. Your saving my life was payback for your putting me in that condition in the first place. I owe you nothing."
Maradomin's eyes narrowed a little, "You should be more grateful, Ciru. And you should know that a Dark Knight won't talk unless you torture her."
"She'll talk. Find someone else to torture." He sent a slight amount of force in the sergeant's direction, enough to send him stumbling back a few steps.
Cliares seemed surprised, but a quick look from Ciru encouraged her to use her own ability, becoming completely invisible. Not even her shadow showed, something that would no doubt prevent Maradomin from doing too much harm to her.
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
*Post, people, post! Don't let it end now! Ari's, like, WIA, so I'm stuck until she's okay, which hopefully won't be long, but I can't make her wake up when she's this...um...sick! Help us out, here!*
Sorry, I don't have any leeches on my speed dial.
~Jacob Black
He saw as Cliares turned invisible. Oh this was just great.
"Vanis Guard the door!" He shouted.
"Now girl. I know I can't see a shadow but you forget. I am from a tribe of assassins. And I am the best one. I don't need to see you. I just need to hear you.
To copy reality is good... But to create reality is much, much better. -Giuseppe Verdi-
He sighed to himself and raised a hand towards Maradomin. The tribesman flew backwards as Ciru shifted the pull of gravity on him, slamming into the wall. "And you forget that I am your superior and commanded you not to use torture." The lieutenant-colonel growled.
Vanis shifted a little, earning a hard glare from Ciru for his efforts. He laughed, "You mortals are so amusing." He looked to Maradomin, "You petty hungers," his gaze moved to Ciru, "And your fleeting desires. The girl cannot escape, Maradomin, the door is locked!" He snorted, "I'm going to find Ianeil. You two finish here however you see fit, but at the very least leave each other alive."
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of. — Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane