Posts by phantasm old characters

[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]The deer-resembling dragon trotted over, frowning in disappointment when he only saw males. Ah, he could get some girls and show off his romantic side later. For now, well, Aramis wondered what their leader had in store for them. He halted a few feet away from Calypso, waiting for the Chieftain to say what she had to say.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Ah, it was time to meet some of his new Clan! Or, well, Tribe in this case. Meeting new people was always something Aramis Virizion thought about in-depth, with detail. After all, first impressions were extremely important. He could go with the cocky playboy attitude, but that was occasionally risky. After all, it could lead to early hatred if the females he courted weren't about that type of male. Shy and elegant had its own shares of pros and cons as well. It totally defied Ara's natural personality for one, and often made him look more "cute" than anything.

And of course, he could greet them head on, thoughtfully, loyally, personally. Using his real self. It had been a long time since Aramis had made a real friend for himself, and now that he had decided to make this place his permanent home, well, why not greet them heart to heart? Yes, that would be best. [color=white]"Meet and greet!" the deer-resembling dragon would call. Standing almost seven feet tall, he was an intimidating sight, but hopefully his friendly smile and tone would draw them in.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Oh no. One of his Tribe mates was in such a depressing mood already? Frowning in concern, Aramis would approach next to Gavin. Being relatively new, the dragon didn't really know either of them that well, but he could tell they had a close bond. Perhaps it was not his place to do so, but Aramis couldn't stand by and not comfort a lady in need. [color=white]"Why are you crying, my lady? Such tears should not come from a beautiful lady such as you," the romantic would coax gently.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Ah, families. Aramis would make his way over by Jaggedtooth, feeling a bit out of the loop. No matter, he would form bonds with them soon enough. Jaggedtooth himself looked quite interesting; the dragon had wanted a chance to speak with him anyways, and while the rest were "playing 'happy family'" was as good of a time as any. [color=white]"Hello everyone!" Aramis would greet as he stood next to the black wolf.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]It had been some time since he had manifested into a physical form, and even longer since he had had a tough fight. This would be a pretest of sorts, he supposed. After all, he needed a starting point in his training somehow. Surely someone would be willing to amuse him while he checked if his skills were really getting rusty. [color=white]"Anyone up for a spar?" Aramis would call. Back in the days, when he had been human, he had been an expert swordsman. When he had first taken this form, he had trained and trained, eventually finding two siblings that he felt like brothers with and fighting with them. After losing them, he had lost interest in staying on the earth, reverting to spirit form and merely roaming the world for centuries, absorbing everything without interest. Perhaps fighting would revive some of his interest in living.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Even in his out-of-practice shape, Aramis was a fierce fighter. Intensive training that had almost killed him had instilled habits into him that often helped in battle. Self-preservation was, somehow, not one of those. Overestimation was. Always believe that your opponent is stronger than you. A fine lesson indeed. One he had learned after a mouse had trounced him a century back. So no, he wouldn't be underestimating Woody. It simply wasn't in his nature, and even if Aramis found the trans easy to defeat in their spar, he would be wary of a sneak attack. [color=white]"Sure," he would reply simply, offering a slight smile as he backed up a few paces. [color=white]"Powers and weapons or no? And I'm ready when you are," Aramis said simply.
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❧ A Mythical Animal | medium dragon
❧ Absorbing Spirits to Gain 9 Lives
❧ Manipulating your Pelt and Eye Color
❧ Ability to Glow
❧ Colored Blood/Spit/Tears
❧ Flower Prints
❧ Seeing Spirits/Afterlife Communication
❧ Conjuration
❧ Favor Manipulation
❧ Invisibility
❧ Soundwave Manipulation
❧ Scent Manipulation
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Aramis approached soon after Calypso, offering a friendly, sweet smile towards the male. Despite his intimidating height (standing almost at seven feet), the deer-like dragon radiated an almost kind, welcoming aura. Seeing that the two were old friends, Aramis probably wouldn't stick around very long. However, he'd stay for now just out of curiosity, perhaps to meet someone new.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Aramis didn't know much about the gods this Tribe worshipped. He supposed faiths depended on perspective and such. He knew that a few regarded him and his brothers as legends as well, though he found the fact quite curious and had thankfully never met anyone who had thought so. He certainly wasn't as famous as Zekrom or Reshiram (and who knew where those two had went), but he was still part of myths and such. Quietly, Aramis would approach, observing without words for now.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Aramis normally had no problem getting along with females, but this one? She was creepy, to be honest. The dragon would make his way next to Gavin, slightly unnerved. He glanced at the senior Tribe member, eyes quietly asking "is she always this creepy?". Then Aramis would turn back to Maya, offering a slightly strained smile. [color=white]"Ah, hello. I'm Aramis," he would say.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]A Swiftrunner? So...did that mean she ran fast? Hey, Aramis could run pretty fast too. Maybe he could be a Swiftrunner. First things first, he scolded himself. The dragon would smile, exuding a pleasant, welcoming aura. [color=white]"Nice to meet you, Gavin Free. I'm gonna assume that Gavin's your first name?" Aramis would question with a slight chuckle. Here, in crowds, with others, Aramis was in his nature. Fighting was great and all, but interacting with others? That was a thrill in its own. So many rules to follow, so constraining, and edging against those social boundaries without breaking them? Yes, Aramis quite loved it. [color=white]"I'm Aramis Virizion, but Aramis or Ara is fine," the dragon would continue, friendly smile still on his face as he introduced himself.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]friends with aramis, maybe? they could be sparring one day just casually and then one of them almost kills the other, gain respect for each other, and things go from there?
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]short relationship? is trying to get aramis all the girls and then they could just realize that the other isn't really what they want and just become friends. or if they fit well together they might just continue the relationship?
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]A journey, hm? As...creepy as she was, Aramis was quite interested in this journey, and she seemed polite enough once she stopped with the bones. [color=white]"Oh, I quite like it here," the dragon would say cheerfully with a more genuine smile. That was true; the Tribe's members had all been quite interesting and welcoming, and Aramis certainly wouldn't mind sticking around for a while. [color=white]"You were on a journey?" he would question eagerly, wanting to hear the details.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Tribe names, eh? Aramis wasn't really sure if he wanted one. He liked his name as it was, after all. Perhaps he'd take one on, though he'd wait for some ideas before he spoke up.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Piercings? Tribe names? The idea was quite horrifying to Aramis. He had never even considered the thought of piercing his body, nor tarnishing his name. Well, he'd figure out a solution to this. Perhaps it would be optional? With a slightly unnerved frown, Aramis would nod his head and leave the meeting.

( out )
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px][color=white]"I'm Aramis Virizion, by the way," the dragon would add before Calypso spoke with a small incline of his head in greeting. He didn't want to appear rude for pushing in his words, but he didn't want to totally ignore the visitor either. [color=white]"I hope you enjoy your stay, however long or short it may be."
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px][color=white]"I like the idea," Aramis volunteered as he trotted over. [color=white]"How many ambassadors would there be, though? If we have one for each group we're allied with, the number might eventually get pretty high," the dragon said with a frown. Of course they could always deal with that problem when they got there, but Aramis preferred to solve problems when they first showed their faces.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]Aramis felt he was settling in well overall. The Tribe had a welcoming attitude to it at the very least, even though the piercings and tribe names weren't something that he overall wanted to partake in. Well, he'd still hold his true name as Aramis Virizion, so maybe it wouldn't be too bad. Piercing his gorgeous body, on the other hand? Aramis wasn't all too fond of that idea.

The seven foot tall dragon had gone to the Mother River in order to ponder this. Being a romantic at heart, Aramis loved scenic, gorgeous places in nature. The River was one of these gorgeous places. He had found the rushing water earlier that morning, and had only left for some quick hunting and a scan of the surrounding territory. It was quite peaceful, and allowed him to be left alone to his own thoughts.

For the most part, at least.
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[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 340px; padding: 0px; line-height: 108%; text-align: justify; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 5px]http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2314729.0
kinda lame starter sorry ^^;
yes virizion <3
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