Posts by K N I G H T

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    Laana's eyes went wide and her mouth fell to the floor. "Whaaaaa?!?!?!" She yelled. She was not expecting this. She had thought that his condition was a constant and that he was always a dragon. She had no idea what to say. "Y- Your a h-human!?" She was completely taken aback by the sudden change of events. He was a human? Why hadn't she known!? Why did he have to look so good?


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    [font=georgia][size=9pt]Book 1 — Unbound and Unshackled
    Chapter 1 — Comparing Fate with Bad Luck

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    You firmly grasp the knob and turn it. With a small push, the door opens. Inside your room is a small bed, or at least, something that resembled a bed. It did not appear comfortable in the slightest. Next to it on the right was a small dask and a lamp. On the left side, there is a decent sized wardrobe for clothes. You open it up and every outfit is the same. White t-shirt with grey sweatpants. The t-shirt had some code on it. Above, it had the symbol that was mysteriously on the inside of your forearm and below, it labelled: A5. You sigh. One thing you do notice though, on the right wall of your new "room" is a mirror.
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    Laana hesitated and blushed. What was this? Everything seemed to be so different, yet still the same. It was all news to her, and she had still not completely thought over it. When she had first seen him, she had marvelled over his existance as a dragon. Maybe no one told her because they never thought she was serious, or that she could have even made it to this point. Even, so... She looked away and grabbed his hand.

    Laana suddenly noticed how hungry she was, at the mention of food, her stomach growled a little. "Yes, please! Thank you, so much. I can't tell you how glad I am that you let me stay here!" She said with a growing smile.


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    [font=georgia][size=9pt]Book 1 — Unbound and Unshackled
    Chapter 1 — Comparing Fate with Bad Luck

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    You gaze into the mirror. The face in it surprises you, but somehow you know it's yours. You appear to be about 18. You have defined jaw bones and a bit of hair growing in where you know you haven't shaved for a while. The hair is a dark shade of brown. You have short, wavy hair that naturally pushes up to your right. Your eyes have a light blue color to them. You have tanned and toned skin, perfect for showing off. It's probably not as good as some, but it's alright. You feel as if something's off. Almost like you should be remembering something. Of course you should, you can't remember anything! You sigh audibly. You would unpack if you had anything to unpack, that is.
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    [font=georgia][size=9pt]Book 1 — Unbound and Unshackled
    Chapter 1 — Comparing Fate with Bad Luck

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    You clench your hand into a fist. Why can't you remember. The pain in your head is unbearable. Why can't you remember!? Everything is clouded. Nothing seems to make sense when you try to remember. It must have something to do with the guys that captured you. You curse them all. If anything, it's their fault you can't remember anything. Maybe if you had power of your own. You'd show them. You'd show them all.



    Before getting too caught up in gory thoughts of revenge, you decide to look at the clock that is positioned directly above the "bed". It reads 6:13. You know you aren't too incredibly presentable. You might want to consider changing at least. Maybe you should wash your face? You know there was a decent amount of dirt there.
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    I think this is all canon? I'm not entirely sure about the rank though. So... I dunno? Also I'm not incredibly good with descriptions, so I'd rather do a form.







    Name: Amber
    Gem: Placed on the back of her neck
    Weapon: Katana
    Appearance: Amber's skin is close to a dark orange. She is a little taller than Lapis Lazuli, so not very tall. She has a petite body and long curly hair, a little bit of a deeper shade of orange than her own skin. Her clothing consists of only a plain white dress. The dress doesn't cover the shoulders, and small straps cross around her neck. She is usually barefooted.
    Personality: Amber is usually calm and collected. She does have quite a temper when provoked. She doesn't tend to care about petty things, but generally tries to prioritize and focus on the main objective.




    Other than that, I don't have much to say.