Writing Style-
I normally write a paragraph or more, consisting of 8+ sentences, also could be more. It depends on how my muse is and how my partner replies to my posts. Just NO one or even three liner posts! I need content to reply to and keep the story moving. I like to have your input on plots, so feel free to suggest what you think makes sense or makes our RP more fun.
As for character description, I will leave that to you. You can do a form, face-claim, or describe as we RP. (Your guy is the 'sub or uke' in the relationship.)
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Plot- Your charrie is a prince and he was walking through the forest after an argument with his husband when he stumbles ago an adult dragon! A dragon? Such creatures vanished many millennium ago, though they are still revered as honorable beings. After coming out of his initial shock he hears the dragon's voice inside his mind telling him that he was a male one and that his left wing was badly torn. From that point on your guy decides to care for the injured creature. However he knows he must keep his new friend a secret because his husband was a dragon slayer. But what will happen when he falls for the dragon and then his husband finds out that he has been helping a dragon out?
[Important- Your guy can be of creature blood or a just a human with powers if you'd like. Also my guy is also a prince but doesn't initially tell your guy. Oh and he can take on a human form but again, your guy does not know this.]
Name: Kalzriess, Dragon Lord of the Skies
Age: Unknown
Place of Birth(Optional): Jialexus Realm of the Dragons
Gender: Male
Species/Racial Origin: Full-blooded Dragon
Appearance/Description:
Human form- Kalzriess is built enormously tall, broad, and muscled everywhere. His skin is a dark tan from all the hours of sparring and just being outside, he was known for taking his paperwork outside and sitting beneath a tree and filling it out there. Large jagged to tiny scratch like scars littered the warrior king's body. The dragon has long white hair that is usually tied back, as to not fall into his face. Kal's eyes are a dark topaz blue with flecks of red dancing in them. Burned into his skin are different ancient languages. He also has tattoos of the four main elements.
Dragon form- Large dark blue, almost black scales, with a few darker green scales littered about. His eyes are blood red. Claws are black with the very tips of them white.
Personality/Attitude: The king is at first glance the strong silent type. In truth, he is very talkative and warm. His eyes tend to give away his emotions, whether they are happiness or anger. Kalzriess loves to laugh and smile, and so inspires others to do the same. But, when the time comes, the King can be extremely serious and icy. Especially if you threaten the ones he cares for. The best advice one could have is don’t cross the dragon king, for he is unforgiving if you push him too far. That said, he is shockingly gentle and soft hearted if you manage to capture his heart.
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: His mother and father are unknown, Kal himself is the very ancient first king of Dragons. Any knowledge of his parents is a secret. He does have a younger sister who is only three years younger, named Sirro. Kalzriess also has two abnormally large pets, a snow white panther (Mallora) and a pure black wolf (Vultos).
Hobbies/Interests: Loves the outdoors is there every moment he can be. Enjoys sparring. Is a sucker for cute things and baking.
Philosophy of Life: “There is no sun without shadow, and it is essential to know the night.” - Albert Camus
Education/Special Training: Extensive swordplay, multiple languages, certain types of magic (mostly elemental)
Other: N/A
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Starter Post~
Blood. Screams. The sound of steel on steel. Heat. The silver eyed figure was like a whirlwind, a never stopping killing machine. His two sword were coated in blood and his armor in the same condition. After having another enemy fall before his eyes, he breathed heavily, sweating trickling down his face. Shaking his head, he swiped at his face then he looked around at the carnage he left behind and all the other still fighting. It seemed like they were doing well. Shortly nodding to himself, he glanced to the sky and saw large beasts slamming into each other and bursts of fire filling the smoky sky. His eyes glowed brilliantly then his entirely body shifted into a form thrice bigger than his human form. Lifting off, he tore into the sky and took out many enemies alongside his fellow comrades. As he flew he felt a strange tug on his magic, then with a loud bang! A portal opened...
Kalzriess jerked awake, his entire body felt heavy. Blurred eyes slowly moved but nothing became clear. A bit worried now, he tried to lift his head only to be unable to, at that point he realized that he was still in his dragon form. Then of course that was when he felt the pain that tore through his body, but it mainly throbbed on his left wing. That was never good. Sighing mentally, he blinked rapidly hoping it would clear the blurriness. Slowly it helped and he scanned his surroundings. A forest. Late evening from how the shadows were positioned. Definitely not in homeland. Okay.
Kalzriess pushed the dread swelling in his belly away and he carefully turn his neck to see how badly his wing was injured. Blood stained and still fell from the multiple wounds on his wing. Wincing at the sight of it, he took note that at least his wing wasn't broken, right? Hesitantly he tried to lift his wing and yet it did not move, not even an inch. Groaning quietly, he laid his head on the ground, wondering what he was going to do.
