Dragons will be Dragons (WoF Rp)

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  • The Plot isn't fully developed yet. (WIP Post will be tweaked to have plot once developed.


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    Mine:


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    Name:Starcatcher
    Age: 4
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Gay
    Powers: Undeveloped animus powers which are triggered whenever he is in an emotional situatuation.
    Personality: Over all, Starcatcher is quite shy like his father Starflight although, he is curious about many things(Specifically anything with space).
    Quotes: "Would it be rude me for to say you aren't doing it t-the right way?"
    "No no no no no....I-I'm not usually one who likes being in big groups..."
    "Shutup! I'm tired of hearing you call me names...just...just go away!"

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    Name: Nimbus (sparky)
    Age: 3
    Gender: female
    Sexuality: straight
    Powers: darkness, lighting
    Personality: Spunky, full of life, not afraid of anything, always up for an adventure, friendly, willing to give second chances but can hold a grudge like nobody's business, sincere, kind, when in trouble submissive. Has anxiety issues bad ones, and when she freaks out, she becomes supercharged and can't control it and freaks out more and makes her discharges worse. She normally passes out after an attack and refers to them as discharges
    Quotes(At least 3):'' your really surprised I did that really do you live under a rock ''
    '' lets do that again ''
    '' duhh ''
    '' I CAN'T MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP SOMEONE HEP ME ''

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    Name: Paradise (Para)
    Age: 4
    Gender: male
    Sexuality: pansexual
    Powers: color changing and venom-with an added bonus of photographic memory (just 'cuse aha x3)
    Personality: Paradise is a calm, kind guy who prides himself in always being fair. He enjoys listening to others talk, and is never hesitant to lend a shoulder to cry on or be a punching block for anyone who needs to vent. However, he doesn't forgive easily and can be quite cold towards anyone he dislikes. He's loyal, and helpful, and rather intelligent.
    However, he cares so much for others and their needs, that he often forgets his own. He'll keep his feelings and thoughts bottled up so much that its no shock if he passed out from the stress. He will always put other lives before his own, no matter what, and that can lead him to throwing away his life a little too quickly.


    Quotes(At least 3):
    "Hey, hey, its okay...ill protect you..."
    "Touch my friend and ill turn you into a sizzling puddle!"
    "Who cares about my wounds, are you okay?"

  • Alright then :3))


    "Don't worry Starcatcher...I'm sure you'll get along with the others," Starflight said with a smile as he ran his claws on the wooden carving for scrolls.
    "But that's just it...w-what if I don't...what if I do something and-"
    Starflight's wing brushed against his. "Fatespeaker and I will be here for you ok? Just come talk to one of us if you need anything.

  • "buy father" the rainwing known as Paradise called out, smiling as he waved a farewell to his father, Coconut, whom was chewed cheerfully on a mango. "Mmhmm, see yah kiddo" he said, waving a sticky talon before taking off. Paradise sighed to himself as he watched the bright figure that was his dad grow smaller and smaller. He definetly earned father of the year...
    Shaking his thoughts aside, he turned his orange gaze ahead. To any other dragon, the crowd of diffrent races and colors would have seemed overwhelming, but all Para felt was homey. It was just like back at the jungle~ With a grin, the male walked forward, his school satchel bumping against his throat as he trotted along. He wondered what school would be like, and especially wondered who he'd met. Hopefully someone interesting.


    Fatespeaker and I will be here for you ok? Just come talk to one of us if you need anything


    Para twitched his tiny ears, glancing around when he heard the name 'Fatespeeker'. She was the famous Nightwing whom was mates with the even more famous Starflight, the blind dragon of the old prophecy. Instantly his scales turned a bright yellow with flashes of white as his excitement grew. Paradise had heard many stories about the famous prophecy dragonets whom had saved the world from war-especially since Glory, one of the dragonets, was his Queen-but of all the dragons, Para respected Starflight the most.
    His talons itched with the need to meet the blind Nightwing, wanting to ask him so many questions and perhaps even get an autograph.


    It didn't take long to find the dragon, thankfully, and his yellow scales turned an even brighter shade of neon with pulsing white upon spotting him. Without a moment of hesitation, the young Rainwing pushed his way through the crowd, determined to speak to the scholar who learned to read without sight.

  • Starcatcher nodded his head. "Alright...I'll be back to help out in the library later."
    "Oh, speaking of which, would you mind bringing in a few helping claws? Your mother purchased a multitude of scrolls from each kingdom and they should be here around that time."
    Starcatcher hesitated. But to do that...i'll have to.... "S-sure dad..." Oh...why did I say that!?

  • Para, as if right on cue, pushed through the last group before him and came upon Starflight and his family. Instantly his yellow scales turned white was sudden intimidation. Starflight was a famous dragon scholar-and Para was just some other Rainwing, he had no hope of getting the other's attention!
    But then he caught Starflight's words. Helping claws? Dad? Turning his orange gaze on the small nightwing, Para's white scale shifted back into his usual green and he smiled-right there was his one-way ticket to meeting the Starflight-and, better yet, he might even make a new friend while he was at it!
    "I couldn't help but overhear you needed a talon?" he said with a friendly smile, trotting over to the small nightwing and extending his talon in greeting, "Im Paradise, its nice to meet you" he said, tail curling with excitement-he had to concentrate on not turning his scales back into that blinding shade of yellow and white again.

  • "Oh um...hi...my name's Starcatcher," the dragonet said shyly. "Yes, my dad was looking for a bit of help with scrolls. Are you uh, ok with putting in a bit of your lunch though to help with this?"
    Starflight's blind gaze went into the direction of the new voice. "A student I suppose?" he asked with a smile.

  • PAra was a very calm dragon, and it took a lot to break that, but right now, the young Rainwing had to fight the urge not to squeal like a fan-dragoness when Starflight turned his attention on him. Swallowing back the squeak that threatened to escape his mouth, the rainwing nodded, "I dont mind. I can survive one day without eating lunch" he said with a smile, before glancing at Starflight, "Its nice to meet you Professor Starflight" a flash of yellow excitement coursed through his scales for a split second before he took control and quickly reverted it back to his usual green.

  • "Hm, quite the student might I add. Wouldn't you say Stark?" he chuckled.
    "Dad!" Starcatcher whined hiding a blush. "Uh, here Paradise, why don't I get your sched-"
    "Actually, why don't you show him around the school...I don't remember correctly if I filed him in the right class...the P section always do tend to get a bit complicated when assigning the right classes."
    Starcatcher moaned. "Let's go Paradise..."

  • Para didn't quite know what Starflight meant by 'quite the student', but it caused another bolt of green to explode along his scales as he struggled again not to pass out. Thankfully he managed to stay upright and sane enough to nod as he smiled, "Thanks! I appreciate it" he bowed his head politely before looking at Starcatcher. He sympathized with the obviously shy male, understanding how hard it might be to open oneself to a stranger-or, well, he didn't really understand. Everyone was open in the Rainwing jungle...But you get the idea. Paradise couldn't help but chuckle at Starcatcher's groan, "Hey, I promise im not that unbearable" he said kindly, tail curling with amusement.


    When the two had walked out of earshot from Starcatcher's parents, Para couldn't help but raise a brow ridge, "'Stark'? Thats an interesting nickname" he teased gently, orange eyes twinkling.

  • "Stark isn't that weird of a name...is it? Maybe it sounds too babyish....or too much of a wimpish name..." he went deep into thought. "Oh...I have to get them to stop calling me that..." The dragonet turned right to a large wooden detailed door with a golden Sandwing head looking down at the two.
    "This is where we'll be eating lunch...or where you'd get lunch. You can eat anywhere you want to though...." he paused. "Except for the library of course. Speaking of which, do you maybe want something to eat?"

  • Para blinked, before shaking his head, "no no, thats not what i meant-its a nice name, a cool play on words" he smiled kindly, "much cooler than Para, which my friends call me, you can call me that too, if youd like" he said cheerfully. Starcatcher seemed to be a rather insecure dragon-not surprising, seeing as his kind was ridiculed plenty of times for being frouds. Para suddenly felt a flash of worry as he wondered if Stark was bullied.
    Para paused when they came upon the eating hall. He blinked in wonder, gazing around in awe at the largeness of the cave...but then his scales turned a sickly shade of green when he laid eyes on the hunting pen. He watched in shock as a Icewing slaughtered a poor baying sheep. He knew that rainwing were one of few dragons who ate more fruits than creatures, but his stomach still turned as he watched the dragon devour his meal. Para couldnt understand how anyone would be okay with killing and eating a creature with a soul...
    It took the rainwing a moment to realize starcatcher had asked him a question. Searching through his memory, he quickly recalled what the nightwing had inquired and nodded. "Sure!" he glanced at the prey pen for a second before shoving his feelings away. "Where are we going to sit though..." he mumbled, looking around the crowded cave. It was even more filled than the entrence to the school!


    //Sorry for any spelling errors-im on my phone

  • (It's alright :) )
    "I usually like to sit up in the caves above everybody so it's actually peaceful but..." he hesitated. Starcatcher didn't want to tell Paradise that he was being abused by a small group of adolescent dragons lately. Constantly taunting him for being what they call a "Nerd", having animus abilities beyond his control, and so much more. So much. He didn't want Para getting involved or hurt better yet worried. "Starflight told me they are constructing a passage to the roof of the mountain from there," he lied. The dragonet took a step back as a chicken squawking terrified ran away from a mudwing at the edge of his talons.

  • Nimbus came bursting through the doors and skidded across the floor and stopped right infront of Paradise and Starcatcher. She popped up and shook her head her eyes brightening when she saw the other two dragons '' hi i'm Nimbus but you can call me Nim or Sparky '' she said her blue markings growing a bit brighter