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 Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 4:34 am
Yeah, yeah... So what, it's not that great looking. =P Hey, I'm here to RP, want something pretty? Make your posts and profiles pretty. xD Made By:: Solias Amnell
Illustrations Found by:: DeviantArt and me. xD
Assisted By The Following:: ----
Type:: Literate-Advanced Literate
Genre:: Fantasy/Academy
The Idea?:: Nah, totally not my idea.  Don't want the credit at all, though I will admit I have done some tweaking to put it into more of my own style. ¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯~¯¯¯¯ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The Name of the Game Is :
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 4:47 am
  ((Fair warning, I’ve never been good at the whole story line thing.))
Things have changed as unstoppable time has ravaged the universe with it's in non-relenting alterations. The world as we know it has slipped back into a medieval time of sorts. Electricity is still available, though most of our weaponry has been substituted by the alternative means of magic. Magic and Dragons.
Dragons have been around for centuries, and humans had finally found a way to harness the power of the giant beasts with the means of a magical binding of a Pact. Many people have been bound by the Pact since their infancy; others find their Pact mate closer to the adult years of their lives. All in all, a Pact is a pact, no matter what kind of person you are, and no matter how big the dragon is.
So, what is a Pact you ask? A Pact is formed when a dragon takes a certain interest, against their own will, in a human. No matter how young the human is, a Dragon can form a Pact no matter the human's age or gender, however, it is extremely rare, for a dragon to form a Pact after the age of 30. For the first few months of the Pact dragon normally seem very hostile due to the fact that they are basically trying to go against an instinct to stay with their human to protect them. Once the dragon allows the creation of a bond, the human may speak to the dragon through brainwaves and the dragon can communicate in return.
When Pacts are formed you gain the gift of Pact speech. In the end, that means that you are the only one able to hear your pact mate just like they are the only ones able to hear your thoughts. The only other being able to understand your Pact beast are other dragons. Some pairings are gifted with certain powers, strengths and weaknesses. Due to the complexities of the Pact relationship certain schools have been open for the gifted pairings.
Thanks to the wonderful, 6-_-Dr Roflstein-_-9, it has been brought to my attention that I am lacking a few key bits of information. I will tell you along the lines of what I told him. So, let's cover them, shall we?
Down to the nitty-gritty!
First off, clothing. Clothing has sort of reverted back a time or so, though the common pair of jeans is acceptable, though not really recommended in the long run for dealing with a pact mate. Then again it all depends on what you and your pact mate do. If your pact mate turns out to be some what of a errand runner I suppose it would not matter what you wear since your pact beast would not be around. As for any sort of indoor activities a good pair of slacks and the like would do you just fine at the academy.
For training your pact beast, and general activities with your pact beast, some sort of leather garb would probably be best when one is upon the training grounds. However, when battle competitions are in progress it is best to wear a some sort of suite of armor. It is your choice, however.
Yes, electricity is still used, but as for weaponry, guns are not exactly in existence. What was the point in owning one if most dragons aren't harmed by the bullet, hm? So, most worldly battles are fought on foot with swords and the like, or in the air with a pact mate. However, for security reasons, some of the academy staff are equipped with their own pact mates in order to keep control of the place. As we know, magics are highly prosperous in the world and certain magics have been created to physically contain rogue pact mates if the times arise. In the meantime, let's keep ourselves under control, hm?
As for anything else, mostly the buildings have a more medieval appearance, though some modernism remains. Going back to the electricity point, phones are usable, but normally people without pact mates have cell phones. <-Funny common fact.
As for the rest of the world, centuries ago the world was in turmoil due to new pacts forming with power hungry people. Since then, peace has been restored besides a few small bickerments between countries from time to time. Yes, that is correct, I made up the word, bickerments. It's my word. Don't you judge me. =P
Now that we have that done and over with….
Welcome to Wardener’s Acadamy for the Gifted! You are one of the 150 students selected to attend classes here. Though the class size is small, it allows for more accommodations for your Dragon and yourself.
Here is the dormitory:
This is strictly for humans and small breeds of Dragons. The larger dragons are housed in a large barn type structure around the back of the dormitory.
Here are the training grounds:
This is on the very back of the property. This is where our students will practice their skills with their dragon companions and other students. This is also where we will hold any sort of sporting event or competition.
For the battle competitions, it will be until forfeit.
All about Dragons
Sizes: Dragon Sizes (I just have this chart for the sizes, that's all.)
Dragon Wingspans (Once again, just using it for size preferences for you guys.)
Types:Combat: Are strictly used for battle. They are able to use combative magics. Normally, they are extremely large but it is possible for them to be extremely tiny.Thaumaturge: They can be used for battle, however they are normally better used as healers since they are normally smaller than the combative Dragons. They may posses elemental magics. .Commoner: Rare for them to have any kind of magic besides the Pact bond that allows them to mentally speak with their human.
The size of the dragons depends on their type normally, though it is normal to find a fluke here and there.
Even though a Dragon can be in a Pact with a Human, in ways they also bond with their own kind. Just like our own relationships, Dragons can carry their own, having affection for their human and their chosen Dragon mate. However, the Dragon will always aid their Pact mate first.  -[The Story]-[The Rules]-[The Wants]-[The Needs]-[The Cast]-[The Notices]-
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 4:48 am
 What I expect: Romance, Violence, Action, and Humor.
Literacy : Please, don't make me explain this.... Please?
Frequency : It's wonderful to have lives isn't it? I work for a living, sadly I do not go to college, but I do know people who do... I respect them for that. However, if you can only post once every week to ten years, I don't want you here. I hate to be blunt and cruel, but it's true. I don't want you here. I want people to be able to RP when they log on, not sit her and wait for a week and a half for a response. So, to prevent people from applying and not giving it up enough (xD), I am putting up a posting limit.
Out of Character (OoC) : OoC is fine here, but I prefer you do it in PM's. If I get enough people, I will then consider an OoC forum.
Posts : Believe it or not, I do like pretty things. ^_^ Make your posts pretty!
R-rated scenes : Please, time skip. It goes against ToS, first of all, but I will also make the note that I cannot control what you do in your PM's, IM's, or e-mail. wink
Fair warning : Violence happens, kids. If you're to young or are to offended by violent things.... Then why are you here? Shoo-shoo.... -[The Story]--[The Wants]-[The Needs]-[The Cast]-[The Notices]-
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 4:51 am
The Obvious : Follow Gaia TOS please. I'd hate to see one of the mods slap you for stupidity. =/
Keep in mind : I created the thread, which means what I say just happens to be law. That's just how it works.
No Godmoding! : You heard me... I don't know why I'd have to say it to you guys, but just in case, yah know?
You wanna' join? : Along with the name of the RP, put some sort of face in the title of the PM so I know you've read everything. >=D
Keep in mind : More will come later I'm sure! -[The Story]--[The Wants]-[The Needs]-[The Cast]-[The Notices]-
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 4:52 am
 So, you wanna' join, huh? You wanna' know what I want your profile to look like, huh? Well, then, I guess I'll tell you. Your character picture must be that of a model. As for the profile itself, I don't care how it looks, as long as it's pretty. I want it to look awesome in a guild forum format. I don't care what order you put the crap it, what color it's in, or anything of the sort. The only thing I ask, is that you have the following list within it, along with pictures. All I want to have to to is read it to make sure you have everything, and then copy and paste it into your own little post in my Character forum. ^_^ If it doesn't turn out the way you would like it, please redo it and let me know so I can re-post it. You need the following:
Name of you and your pact mate
Age of you and your pact mate
Either a physical description of you and your pact mate, or pictures. I like pictures. ^_^
Special abilities you have gained through your pact relationship.
Tell me what kind of Dragon your pact mate is.
Your sexuality, as well as theirs.
Give me some nifty facts, tidbits of info, and snippets of curiosity snagging details about you and your pet.
What kind of person are you? Nice? Naughty? Gullible? What about your Dragon? I wanna' know!
Give me some background. You don't have to tell me everything, that's what we RP for.
If you can think of anything else put it in! ^_^
-- Reliance Profile Page.-- Warning!
There are different options you have in order to RP here in this forum. I will list them below, but until them let us get set something straight. For a Pact to form, a Dragon and human must see one another and make eye contact, whether it is by accident or on purpose, that is one key action that must take place. Aside from this, it is not possible for Dragons to pick their pact mate. So, if you choose one or the other, please use PM's to figure out who is creating a pact with who. ^_^N O T I C E:You have a few options for your characters. A.) You can play both. Be a human character and your dragon! B.) You can play as a single human character. If you are to play this role, you must RP as if you are not at the academy yet. The only way to get into the academy is to have a Pact mate. C.) You can play as a dragon! Once again, if you are to play this role you must RP as if you are not at the academy yet. The only way to get into the academy is to have a Pact mate. -[The Story]--[The Wants]-[The Needs]-[The Cast]-[The Notices]-
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 4:53 am
Notices:Time lines!Please watch out for the time changes! I will post the date change, along with the weather.Posting limit!Since this is a Lit./Adv. Lit. RolePlay, I will not have everyone posting 20 times a day. However, I am going to want this simple format somewhere within your post! Top, bottom, centered, or aligned left. I don't care. Just put it somewhere I can see it and keep track! All I want it to say, is the week number (Which I will keep updated below) and the number of posts you have done that week.
Basically like this:
Week: 1
Post: 6
See? How simple is that? This is to ensure that everyone is active and keeping the RP moving along. If you cannot hold up your end of the posting agreement, I will first ask you to step up a bit, but once I talk to you for the second time I will ask you to stop posting and we will move on without you. I know it's harsh, but what can I say? I'm tired of RP's dieing. If you aren't interested in the RP anymore, let me know so we aren't waiting for a month to see if you will reply to us. stare
So, I hope I'm not being to brash, but let's face it, I've been jumping from dead forum to dead forum for to long. =/
So, how many times a week you ask? Well, since this is a a literate/advanced literate RP, I will expect at least 7 posts a week. That means an average 1 post per day. Simple as that. ^_^Week: 5
Week change will happen on: September 24th, 2010; 11:30p.m. Eastern Time-[The Story]--[The Wants]-[The Needs]-[The Cast]-[The Notices]-
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 5:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 7:23 pm
The first day█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐ Welcome! This is the opening day of Wardener’s Acadamy for the Gifted. The creation of this school has been in motion for years and now finally it is open! Many of you will probably be lost, but that's all right. There are maps through out the halls of the dormitory and the training area is mainly outside, so it should not be to hard to manage.
For the first day on the grounds, the students and their Pact mate may explore the grounds and get settled into their dorms and stable area. Get acquainted, mingle, scuffle a bit.
Announcement:
Within a months time, the Wardener's Acadamy with start our competitions. Be prepaired!█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐ Setting: Everyone is just arriving at the Acadamy and getting settled in with their Pact mates. 150 other people, from ages 16-25 and 150 other dragons of all shapes and sizes running around chaotically trying to get everything in order.
Dorm setting: The dormitory has a cafeteria in the center of the building. All of the dorm rooms are single student oriented. You may choose to have a room mate if need be.
Date: August 28th, 3145 A.D.
Time of day: Early morning, around 6:30a.m.
Weather Day break. The sun is just touching the horizon. There's not a cloud in the sky, which means today is going to be a hot one.
Training area is closed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 12:54 pm
 C A S S A N D R A ๑۞๑ L E E ๑۞๑ C R E N S H A W Out Of Coffee:: Meh, sorry the post died out in the end. xD I can't tell you what it {really is}, I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel k n i f e in my windpipe
I can't breath but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right its like I'm in flight
The tall building seemed dark and dank in the dim morning light as they made their way through the crowd. It was a fairly shitty plan to open the place the way they had. People were everywhere, cursing at their Pact mates, shuffling around with bags, suite cases, and their own version of bitter morning grumpiness. Bluish-gray hues glanced up to a crystalline version of themselves and stared with a soft, lifeless look. This was going to be their new life.
”You anger me so…” A sneer touched Cassandra’s features for a moment as the deep male voice entered her mind, ”How the hell do I anger you? I haven’t done anything.” She muttered lightly at Ladon. The beast huffed a warm cloud of breath into her direction and violently shook his head for a moment. Cassandra stepped to the side a bit in order to slip from his head’s wrathful flailing motion. Ladon was not the largest Dragon, but for the type of dragon he was, he was one of the largest. On top of that, it was not normal to see a white reptile of his size these days.
Standing at a mere 8’5”, Ladon was only twenty-five feet long when his neck and tail stretched out completely. Even though he was not as large as many of the other dragons, he was extremely thick for his size. He had always been a bit stockier than most, and even if he was smaller than most dragon’s he still stood far above Cassandra’s 5’4” slender frame. ”Those looks you give me… This isn’t my fault.” The pale creature glanced about at the other reptiles, many bigger than he, but a few around his size. ”Ehh, Ladon…” Cassandra shook her head a bit and sighed. I don’t hold any of this against you. I just think we’d be able to learn on our own without all of this mess... This is ridiculous. How are we supposed to get anywhere with this bloody crap their putting us through? Cassandra was obviously frustrated, but Ladon was a bit entertained by her flustered reactions. Ladon always thought that human’s were such weird creatures at times. ”Come on, let’s get you settled into the stable, huh? It’s not like you can fit upstairs with me.”
Moments later the Thaumaturge and his tiny female counter part had made it around the main building and into the stables out back. Made entirely out of brick and stone, the stable was like a medieval aircraft hanger. The isle in the middle was enormous, along with some of the stalls. The fresh sent of pine chips layering the flooring of the stalls wafted as a thick cloud through the air, just like the bustling of boots and claws scrapping across the paved isle ways. Hoses lined the walls of the isle way in order to fill the water buckets and troths for the beasts within the stalls. Having given the measurements of Ladon before they arrived, they had been given a stall number on stall block S, the stall number was eleven.
It took them a short while to find their way around, though the small crowd did not help matters. Ladon had been labeled as the pack mule for now. Cassandra’s duffle bags stretched across his back and the beginning of his neck. He did not mind that much; it was not like he was carrying tons of weight by any means. Once they had found Ladon’s stall, he stood in silence for a moment, his face depicting something along the lines of a scowl, ”Wanna’ trade? I find this to be very unfair.” Slowly stepping through the heavily metal door the claws upon his feet pierced into the Pine chip bedding. ”They could have at least given me straw… You think I could fake an allergic reaction?” Ladon’s voice cheered up some as he glanced back over to Cassandra who was standing at the mouth of his stall, leaning against the doorway. ”Heh, yeah, you’d think that they would have… I’ll stay out with you as much as I can, okay? It’s gotta’ be boring as hell down here at night. Are you sure you won’t be scared?” Cassandra’s dark eyes glimmered for a moment as Ladon shot her a soft glare before turning back to her and kneeling down within his bedding. Cassandra lifted each of the duffle bags from his mass and firmly rubbed his shoulder. His scales were extremely firm, but amazingly cold. Ladon always proclaimed it was due to the coldness he had held within his heart. Whatever. ”Behave, please? Don’t make me come to the principal’s office.” She gave a half hearted salute before heading out of the stall and down the isle way. Ladon laid in silence for a few moments, hoping that she would do the same.
A short time after leaving Ladon in his stall, Cassandra had made her way into the dormitory, by luck one would think. The crowd had not died down by any means, and everyone was still as cranky as ever. Stopping at the map at the beginning of her trek through the dormitory halls, Cassandra tried her damndest to memorize the path she was to take to her room. Praying she’d find her room quickly the bags she carried grew heavier by the moment.
Weaving in and out of small groups and tiny pairings, she was finally able to make it to the room where she would call home. Her dark eyes looked over the sign on the door, the elegant numbers read out to be room number 113. Slipping the card down into the slot above the door handle, the door made a soft clicking sound and slipped open. The room was simple, a single bed, a dresser, nightstand, and desk to work at. On the far right hand side of the room was a tiny bathroom with a stand up shower. Throwing her bags onto her bed she plopped down next to them, enjoying the silence of her room.
High off of love, drunk from my hate
It's like I'm {huffin'} paint and I love it, the more I suffer
I suffocate and right before I drown, she r e s u s c i t a t e s me
She ********' hates me and I love it.
{Cassandra's speech} {Ladon's speech} {Cassandra speaking through the bond} {Everything else} Week:1
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 1:18 am
 ¤Dємєtri ¤ Sєrαphiи ¤ Hσℓℓσωiиd¤
"Quite the crowd we got going on here. Though for a school there does seem to be a lack of attendance. One hundred and fifty students...Is that all this school can really take at one time?" Atop a nearby hill Demetri surveyed the numerous residents of the newly opened establishment. Sitting restlessly next to him was his long companion Tarick. His friend was not the biggest of the pack, but more then capable of swallowing a human or two whole. A formal tongue whispering within his mind, answering the young male over his inquiry. "They put a limit for a reason ya know? One hundred and fifty students is only accounting the humans. You ahve to consider each human comes in tow with a pact and then the faculty needed to control them both." "Well when you put it that way I suppose the number seems more reasonable...You don't think we should, ya know, get in line?" Demetri casually pointed down toward the mass of the crowd, suggesting they take their place amongst them. It wasn't of course first come first serve, but the possibility of them closing it off early seemed to sit ill with him. His companion gave him a tired stare but let out a small sigh. Or what would've been a sigh for dragons. Truly a small spurt of fire slipped through his lips and he lowered his head. Demetri climbed aboard in rehearsed fashion as the two glided down to join within the ranks, taking their place near the rear of the crowd.
The process seemed routine enough. Everyone with small drakes normally proceeded to their dorm first thing. Those with...bigger...friends would spend their time with them or head to the stables to find their dragon a place to stay. Much like the crowd, Demetri chose to locate the stable for his companion. Certainly probably wouldn't do to have an unwatched dragon flying around the dormitory with the pact mate no where to be found. Most of the humans had deposited their playmate by now, leaving Demetri to observe each of them as he walked down the hangar style stable. Tarick seemed to scoff in mild jealousy at Demetri's interest in the others though quickly denied the notion when he Demetri taunted him about it. At last they had come upon his stable, immediately to the disapproval of Tarick. "You have got to be kidding me...I think I prefer your cramped backyard in comparison to this...I mean...what is this tiny gate supposed to do? Make sure we can't leave or that the Humans can't come in?" "Well I would offer you my dorm but I don't think you'd fit. I didn't make the accommodations so I would suck it up and deal for now. Tell ya what, I'll bring ya a blanket if you get cold." Demetri chuckled lightly but was only greeted with an irritated stare from Tarick. After mumbling to himself for a bit, Tarick took his spot within the stable and laid within. "Just so you know, I'm quite upset with you." Tarick mused lightly and proceeded to try to sleep. Demetri shrugged and took his leave of the residence.
The dorm didn't possess much beyond what he anticipated. A place to stay. His luggage was unique but nothing out of the ordinary. Clothes, couple pieces of armor left by his mother. Nothing that seemed out of place in this new world. He hoped he never have to wear the armor, but it never hurt to have it. Reminded him of good times. Though the weight put little strain upon him, he took his time in finding his new "home". If he was to stay here, he might as well learn the layout. He stopped at the map only briefly to get his bearings and quickly found his way. At last his door came into view. After nudging his way past a couple of other males, he traced his eyes upon the numbers imprinted on the door, 123. He cackled to himself quietly and shimmied on into the room. Bed, dresser, work area. He took note of the amenities and dropped his stuff onto the bed. Casually he walked over to the window, peering out into the vast fields that surrounded the complex. Truly stunning sight to take behold. He breathed a small sigh of relief that most of the days worries were now done. He cracked the dormitory door ajar and went back to his bed, beginning to sort through his assorted belongings. Week: 1
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{Demetri's speech} {Tarick's Speech} {Speech through pact} {Everything Else}
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 2:14 pm
C A S S A N D R A ๑۞๑ L E E ๑۞๑ C R E N S H A W Out Of Coffee:: Sorry I didn't post this morning. I ended up at a friends house for the majority of the day. xD I should be back later on before work to post again. As for now, heading off to dream for the first time today. <3 I can't tell you what it {really is}, I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel k n i f e in my windpipe
I can't breath but I still fight while I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right its like I'm in flight
Cassandra seemed to drift off in her thoughts for a while before snapping back to reality. Glancing to the two duffle bags she sighed softly and began unpacking. Starting to make an organized dresser was her first goal in her new place of residency. It was evident that her room may be the only organized thing about this damnable institution. Her clothes ranged from that of the classical wear to the leather garb that she had gotten in order to train properly with Ladon when the time came to it. Sadly, Cassandra had no armor for her person, nor did she even have any plates of armor for Ladon. The both of them were more of the side line types in the end anyway. Though Ladon was more than capable to battle if need be, since Cassandra was more of a passive personality he tried to be on his best behavior since the pact had grown into its final stages. However, in the end, it was probably a good idea to get some armor in the future. One never knew if she would need it or not, best to be prepared of course.
There it went again, her mind trailed off through the last few years before snapping back to the present. Looking at the dresser she huffed softly and started rummage through her newly formed efficiency and started to pick out an outfit to wear that was a bit more comfortable for the hot weather outside, unlike the royal blue polo shirt and khaki pants. There was seemingly no real dress code for the campus, so she started throwing normal clothes out across her bed. Coordinating colored under garments, gray spaghetti strapped top and a black pair of shorts seemed to be simple enough so she slipped them on and through the old clothes onto the foot of her bed. Looking through her second bag she snatched out a pair of flip flops and slipped them on and headed out the door.
To her dismay, things have not changed outside of her room. Slipping the card for her door into her front right pocket she rolled her eyes at the scene before her. It was like high school all over again; the obvious people to be labeled as the jocks picking on a low-life of a geek. Cassandra was taken aback since it was right outside her door, but for a moment she stood in silence, wondering if she should barg in. Before she was able to make up her mind the weakest of the group straightened up with a smile as a dragon, around the size of a great dane trampled through the crowd and chased the group of jocks down the hall. Her looks changed to a blank stare before she turned to walk down the hall, slowly putting her hair up in a messy bun upon the back of her head.
As she walked she counted the numbers, slowly going higher, her attention was caught by a door being open slightly. Scowling some she saw the body of a male student within the room. At first glance the man seemed a bit slender, yet built. His hair was a bit longer than some of the other students, but it did not look bad in truth. No dragon in the room from what she could see, however. Realizing that she was looking a bit too much, she quickly turned away, what on earth would she say if someone caught her gawking in their room? Ah, the things that distracted her. Before she even had a chance, it happened. Clumsily, Cassandra stepped upon the tail of a common dragon, tripping a bit, her feet fought heartily to keep her balance before she landed face first into the wall, the thud was a combination of her face meeting the wall, and the wall vibrating due to the force she had accidently hit it with. Along with the tiny dragon screaming and running through the crowd, Cassandra yelped softly as she steadied herself to stand, rubbing the side of her head a bit before glancing around. Most of the people continued on their way, some giggled, while one person asked if she was okay. Nodding some, the kind person then continued on the path they were on. ”Son of a b***h… I better not tell Ladon about that or I’ll never live it down.” Straightening her shorts some, she continued down the hall, gently rubbing her head and fixing her hair. ”Speaking of which, I think I’ll drag him along to explore with me. I’m sure Ladon would be more than happy to get out of that horrible thing they call a stall.” And with that, she made her way down the hall to her destination.High off of love, drunk from my hate
It's like I'm {huffin'} paint and I love it, the more I suffer
I suffocate and right before I drown, she r e s u s c i t a t e s me
She ********' hates me and I love it.
{Cassandra's speech} {Ladon's speech} {Cassandra speaking through the bond} {Everything else} Week: 1
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 2:37 pm
 xxxxx▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬terra carter▬▬▬▬▬Week: 1 Post: 1 A dark shadow overcast a fair bit of the grounds, receding as a dragon of near monstrous size stretched out her wings in a languid fashion. It was hard to miss the scaled beast, yet she seemed considerably smaller than the others that were being led around by their pact mates to whatever stable that they had been designated. Of course, it was aided by the fact that she was currently lying down, tail wrapped around her body and watching the crowd intently. The dragon let out a deep rumble from her throat, soaking up the scarce heat of that morning. Blinking, she looked down towards the ground. "You see? There is no reason to rush. Let the others find their place, them we move." She said, directing her observation towards the rather dazed human nestled beneath her claws.
Said person stirred, shifting in her place between the near obsidian scales and the claws. It was rather fascinating how the sword-like weapons did not get so much as a flinch out of Terra, even if she would be clearly no match against the dragon. Still, that was the beauty of the pact, a fact the human would often rub into the dragon's face when necessary. What was between the pair was most likely not some form of trust, but the knowledge that there was something there to benefit the both of them. That was why Terra had little to no fear of her reptilian companion. Then again, she was often noted to have a few screws loose, so that was possibly a part of why the human was so bold.
One look was enough to indicate that Terra was still half-asleep. She looked up at the dragon, more affectionately referred to as Selda. Running a finger through her slightly tousled hair, the bleary-eyed woman spoke up in a bit of a grumble. "What exactly is the point of coming so early then? They're bad enough back at home, hauling me out of bed before the sun rose up. This place was hardly that much of a flight here anyways." A flurry of graceless curses flew from her mouth, causing Selda to glare down at her partner in a scolding manner. Detecting the disapproval, Terra let out another exaggerated sigh and sat up, deciding to use her time to idly inspect the dragon's talons if not for the sake of having something to do. The routine was a boring task that actually did fairly well to keep her preoccupied for the most part. It was sort of drilled into her head that a well-treated dragon was a happy dragon and a better fighter, so she did her best to avoid complaining about it. Nonetheless, it was clear that whatever meager amount of patience that the woman had was soon wearing out. However, nothing could be done with it since the training grounds were closed off that day.
Watching the various dragons pass by, Selda spoke up if not to keep her pact mate awake and functioning. It was quickly understood that by keeping Terra in a positive mood usually meant keeping her alert. A silence was not normally acceptable unless there was something else to have the girl busy herself with, and by no means would she let said human be bored and move onto something else while she was in the mood to be groomed. So a conversation it would be. Her voice made a gentle humming noise as she spoke, clearly pleased with the rare treatment. "There is potential here you know. You've seen it too, haven't you?" Indeed, the golden-eyed beast saw a few that may make for decent competition. If there was one thing that she could agree with her pact mate on, it was that new opponents were always a treat of sorts. She could feel the same restless excitement building up in her chest, something that Terra could sense ever so clearly.
The human smiled, eyes nearly glowing with mirth. The idea was one that seemed to be of great appeal to her. Carefully tending to the claw at hand, she nodded, giggling for the first time since they landed there. "I can't lie to you there. It'll be fun, messing with the other students here." She chimed, a positively bloodthirsty expression set in place as the countless opportunities unfolded. If worst came to worst, then perhaps there was something that they would have to do to make things entertaining again. "Let's make this a year no one will forget Selda."
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Aku no hana karen ni saku
x x x x x x x x An evil flower blooms attractively
Kuruoshii irodori de
x x x x x x x x With maddening colouration
Totemo utsukushii hana nano ni
x x x x x x x x Although it is a very beautiful flower
Aa toge ga oosugite sawarenai
x x x x x x x x Ah, there are too many thorns, it can't be touched
[Regular Text] [Human speech] [Dragon speech] [Pact speech]
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