QuoteDisplay MoreIt was a lovely day in the city of Faneim. Well, a 'lovely day' entailed wicked snow and temperatures as cold and bitter as the hearts of its inhabitants. However, in a small car driving down the snowy streets, there seemed to be a wacky band of trolls that outshined the dreary city and its equally sad dwellers.
At the driver's seat was a small green Brit; an infamous one at that. This was none other than Mythel Lorice, limeblooded Prince of Alternia. Though small, he was often exuberant and had a personality as vivid as his blood color. He was currently drumming his hands on the steering wheel and droppin' some sick beats like they were hot. Because they were.
To his right was his dearing wife Vixxen Kitsun, a lovely girl of Asian decent who was flower-child in many senses. Her attitude was as sweet as the smell of roses, and her bright orange blush was the envy of the brightest of daylilies. She was laughing in a musical manner at the antics of the others in the car.
Behind Mythel was a fellow you wouldn't expect to be so happy and merry: an infinitely tall limeblood by the name of Ravenna Trader. Yes, those Traders. He almost seemed to be quite the exception. While yes, inclined at times to the notoriously criminal habits of his family, he was fairly amiable, only having short spans of grumpiness that were easily dismissed. He was beat-boxing the tunes for Mythel's sick raps.
To his right was his head homegirl, Sylfyn Nogard. A rarity we'll call her, as she was a member of the mysterious and dwindling caste of the Nightblood. Though known to snap and be rude at times, Sylf was hardly little more that a mischievous girl with a strong sense of loyalty towards family and friends. She was background accompaniment for Mythel's vocals.
And last but not least was a teal ferret drake from the small but great country of Denmark. His name was Louias Spitfire. With poor English speaking skills, he often came across to people as being unintelligent, but he was far from it. A sweet boy who was often quiet and as sweet as the danishes from his home country, he was filming the musical scene with his phone.
Suddenly, the beat from Ravenna stopped, and Mythel's sick raps were stopped by the Trader's large clawed hands as they roughly papped Mythel's face.
"Dud3Dud3Dud3Dud3Dud3Dud3Dud3 Myth3l it's h3r!"
"Ack! I can't s33 with your bloody grubby paws in my fac3!"
The excited dog troll stopped, and looked down to surely enough find his hands over Mythel's face.
"...Oh...sorry." He pulled his hands away and pointed out someone. This someone was a short girl, appearing to have a blood color of a reddish hue. She honestly looked more miserable than the rest of the city. And it was in Ravenn's limeblooded heart that she needed his love. Well, actually, he felt more like he needed hers for some strange reason.
"Who? Oh you mean 5ad, mi5erable 5keleton girl over there?" spoke Sylfyn. Ravenn gave her a look as if he had been personally insulted, but nodded, Y3ah, th3r3's som3thing about h3r that's just...I dunno. I think sh3's b3autiful...and sh3'd b3 3v3n mor3 so if sh3 got all that mak3-up off h3r fac3 and smil3d."
"I still think you'r3 in it for h3r tits, bro."
Ravenna blushed darkly and gave Mythel a gentle slap, "I'M NOT, OKAY. I'M R3ALLY NOT. But dud3. Its sup3r cold out and sh3's walking. W3 gotta giv3 h3r a rid3."
"uHM, RaVeNN? i DoN'T THiNK We HaVe aNY RooM?"
He froze, and raised a pointed finger like he was going to say something, and then dropped his head and stared intently at Sylf with limp, floppy ears and big puppy eyes.
"What?"
"Can you pl3as3 g3t out so w3 can mak3 room for 3sprit?"
"...How do you know her name?"
"I-...Th-that's not th3 point h3r3! Could you, pl3as3?"
"Why me?"
"B3caus3 just th3 oth3r day you said that nightbloods w3r3 mad3 of snow and stardust! You'r3 practically immun3 to this w3ather! Sylf PL3AS3."
"Fine. But you owe me one." Loui opened the door to go with his fiancee, and Sylf climbed out after him.
"Thanks, Sylfi3. You'r3 my hom3dog." the Trader gave her a toothy grin and two thumbs up, and she responded, "I know." and shut the door.
Ravenn looked at the two up front, "H3y. Can you guys climb back h3r3 so I can b3 the driv3r and sh3 can sit n3xt to m3?"
Mythel stared at him like he was crazy, "But dud3! This is my car!"
Ravenna huffed, "Myth. I'm not gonna r3ck your car just h3lp a broth3r out okay?" Vixxen looked at Mythel and offered a smile, mouthing 'you should let him.'
The Prince sighed in defeat, "Fin3. But if you 3v3n g3t a scratch on my baby I'm kicking your ass."
"D3al! Now mov3 b3for3 sh3 g3ts too far ah3ad!"
They all moved seats, and Ravenn drove up beside her, and honked the horn. She happened to not notice that, and it scared the daylight out of her. Ravenn flinched and facepalmed, burying his face in his hands "Why did I just do that Rav3nna you dumbass--" "Dud3 roll down your window!"
He looked up, and Esprit had her death-ray eyes glaring at him. He gave a nervous smile and rolled down his window, accidentally breaking the crank handle. He grimaced and Mythel face-palmed and shook his head. Ravenna dropped the handle and was about to say something before, "Can I help you?"
"H-H3lp m3? U-Uhm I was actually trying to h3lp you? Uh, it's sup3r cold today and--"
"It$ alway$ cold. It$ Faneim."
"Right, right. But, I just happ3n3d to notic3 you walking alon3 and I figur3d I could giv3 you a rid3?"
She stared at him blankly, and the genuine smile on Ravenn's face was turning into a nervous one.
"Your girlfriend won't get jealou$?"
"I don't hav3 on3??"
"I thought that blonde chick you're alway$ with wa$ your$."
Ravenn hung his head and mumbled, "Why do3s 3v3ryone think I'm dating Sylf?" He picked his head back up, "W3ll, sh3's not my girlfri3nd, and sh3 c3rtainly won't b3 j3alous. Com3 on, hop in! You can hav3 th3 pass3nger s3at, and I can turn th3 h3at up for you!"
She gave in, "Alright, fine. $ince you in$i$t."
Random Facts about Syrups Characters!
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Somebody had to say it
And it just had to be Mythel
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HE /WOULD/ BE THE ONE TO SAY IT
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I'm glad. It was just a cute little thing in my head
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I used to post Azzy's dragon form stomped a lot
Because in my head he had the body type of a beagle
I have long changed that
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Regsu, Loui, the next time your mates are around non-Nocturni nighties, watch them walk as dragons.You'll see they'll look like they're strutting.
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He's not trying
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Azmarathnien--ISTJ
Quoteresponsible, planner, private, loner tendencies, perfectionist, organized, detail oriented, would rather be friendless than jobless, realistic, observer, clean, focused, does not talk about feelings (depends), finisher, punctual, private, does not appreciate strangeness,
not adventurous, not spontaneous, follows the rules, dutiful, avoids mistakes, conventional, likes solitude, insensitive to the hardships of others (sometimes), prepared,anti-tattoos, thinks rules are important, cautious, security seeking, prepares for worst case scenarios, logical, analytical, does not accept apologies easily, hard workingSylfyn--INFP
Quotecreative, smart, idealist, loner, attracted to sad things (Eh), disorganized, avoidant, can be overwhelmed by unpleasant feelings, prone to quitting (eh), prone to feelings of loneliness, ambivalent of the rules, solitary, daydreams about people to maintain a sense of closeness, focus on fantasies, acts without planning, low self confidence, emotionally moody, can feel defective, prone to lateness, likes esoteric things, wounded at the core, feels shame, frequently losing things, prone to sadness,
prone to dreaming about a rescuer, disorderly, observer, easily distracted, does not like crowds, can act without thinking, private, can feel uncomfortable around others, familiar with the darkside,hermit, more likely to support marijuana legalization, can sabotage self, likes the rain, sometimes can't control fearful thoughts, prone to crying, prone to regret, attracted to the counter culture, can be submissive, prone to feeling discouraged, frequently second guesses self, not punctual, not always prepared, can feel victimized, prone to confusion, prone to irresponsibility, can be pessimisticEsprit--ENFJ
Quoteoutgoing, social, attention seeking, emotional, loving, organized, comfortable around others (depends), involved, open, hyperactive, complimentary, punctual, considerate, altruistic, easily hurt,
religious, neat, content, positive (debateable), affectionate, image conscious, good at getting people to have fun, easily excited, perfectionist, assertive, ambitious, leader, hard working, seductive, touchy, group oriented,anti-tattoosMore to Come
ETA;; I'd add Metthe but he got the exact same thing as Esprit.
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Just stuff for the new TLB I guess
QuoteDisplay MoreScientific Classification:
Dragons:
Kingdom: Animalia
Phylum: Chordata
Class: Reptilia
Order: Draco
Family: Volatem (flying) Hydrus (seafaring) Chersydros (amphibious)
Genus: Regium (royal) Famulus (non-royal/servant)Common Nightblood name ideas??: Moonchild(ren) Nightchild(ren) Night Souls, Night Nymphs, Lunar Spirits, Starborns
This will become a masterpost as I think of things