Lady Psycho Sexy
In The Kitchen
"Have you lost your sanity? We cannot do that!" Rose loudly whispered, pulling the beast's harness towards her, the two now at eye level.
"Your... problem? What... is it?" He hissed.
"You want me to betray my friends, betray the Guard. You want be to betray the King!"
"Sacrifices... are to be made. There shall be... no progress... without pain. Slavery... do you like it?"
Rose stared at the creature in awe.
"What demon has put these thoughts into your head? Since your Hatching?" She shook her head, and released her hold on the harness. The dragon reared its head, and he looked down upon her, awaiting her answer.
"It is not a matter of whether or not I am particular of the tradition, but I have been raised with it being the norm.
"You seem to think that this is cruel, and undermining a creature of your mythical stature, but there is far worse than a shortened lifespan. Far worse."
The beast sighed, and snorted a puff of gray smoke.
"I find it... unacceptable. We had... no choice. Bred... for captivity. It seems that... we are free, but... we are not. We belong to... humans. Seeing the wild ones... made me realize that it is wrong. A shortened lifespan... do you not see that... that is more than enough... to let us go."
Rose stopped to think of what was said to her. Impatient for her reply, the dragon lowered his head and began to nudge her.
"Quit doing that. Your horns are getting more pronounced." Rose said, pushing his head gently away from her.
She sighed, and made her way to a toppled tree trunk, and sat down onto it.
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That's all I have so far.
I don't even want it to be that short but it is. :c This is supposed to be a part of a goddamn chapter.
It'll be better than that once I go through it a couple times anyways. I mean, I just wrote it. :3 That's not the beginning however. I just don't want the single conversation to be this short. I need to make it longer.
The reason there are breaks in the dragon's speaking is because he was born with a deformity; his lungs are small. Therefore, it afflicts his flying length, and like, how far/long he can breath fire and how big of a projectile he can spit. LPS knows what's going on.
There shouldn't be any contractions. I had to go over it to get rid of any. As for that, I dunno what other words or expressions I could use that might have been said back then. :/ Also, being that this is before the British Colonization of North America, all the characters are either French or British, or of some other European descent.
I can't think of a good name for a dragon. They all sound retarded. xD
lulz PARTY LIKE IT'S 1400
"Your... problem? What... is it?" He hissed.
"You want me to betray my friends, betray the Guard. You want be to betray the King!"
"Sacrifices... are to be made. There shall be... no progress... without pain. Slavery... do you like it?"
Rose stared at the creature in awe.
"What demon has put these thoughts into your head? Since your Hatching?" She shook her head, and released her hold on the harness. The dragon reared its head, and he looked down upon her, awaiting her answer.
"It is not a matter of whether or not I am particular of the tradition, but I have been raised with it being the norm.
"You seem to think that this is cruel, and undermining a creature of your mythical stature, but there is far worse than a shortened lifespan. Far worse."
The beast sighed, and snorted a puff of gray smoke.
"I find it... unacceptable. We had... no choice. Bred... for captivity. It seems that... we are free, but... we are not. We belong to... humans. Seeing the wild ones... made me realize that it is wrong. A shortened lifespan... do you not see that... that is more than enough... to let us go."
Rose stopped to think of what was said to her. Impatient for her reply, the dragon lowered his head and began to nudge her.
"Quit doing that. Your horns are getting more pronounced." Rose said, pushing his head gently away from her.
She sighed, and made her way to a toppled tree trunk, and sat down onto it.
----
That's all I have so far.
I don't even want it to be that short but it is. :c This is supposed to be a part of a goddamn chapter.
It'll be better than that once I go through it a couple times anyways. I mean, I just wrote it. :3 That's not the beginning however. I just don't want the single conversation to be this short. I need to make it longer.
The reason there are breaks in the dragon's speaking is because he was born with a deformity; his lungs are small. Therefore, it afflicts his flying length, and like, how far/long he can breath fire and how big of a projectile he can spit. LPS knows what's going on.
There shouldn't be any contractions. I had to go over it to get rid of any. As for that, I dunno what other words or expressions I could use that might have been said back then. :/ Also, being that this is before the British Colonization of North America, all the characters are either French or British, or of some other European descent.
I can't think of a good name for a dragon. They all sound retarded. xD
lulz PARTY LIKE IT'S 1400
lolasthmaticdragons
lolyeah Not every single one of the offspring has a defect, but it's pretty common due to all of that breed being from the same parents. I'm going to just put it down that it's because since they're a really hard species to capture, that the initial breeding group just got what was easiest. Either that or just really bad luck, and the species being quite the bad a** ********.
I was thinking due to incest, but that's kinda weird. I think dragons would actually be weirded out.
I dunno. These ones talk, cause I was all, "******** you Eragon."
