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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 8:16 pm
Skalis stood there looking clueless. A wish dragon? What's that? he thought. The unicorn didn't seem to be an enemy so he sat down in the grass to watch the proceedings.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 9:08 pm
A Wish Dragon is one of the three rarest Dragons in the Dragon realm. The unicorn said to Skalis. Celestrial Dragon who is basically the God of the Celestrials, Solars and Lunar drakes, he spins the out line of everyone's fate and destiny. And not this young lady's name. The Luck Dragon who is most known as Valcor. He brings good luck and prosperity to all. And the Rarest of all, a cousin of the Celestrial Dragon, a Wish Dragon. Their only difference, is their bottom wings. They are colored different, but are still called Celestrial. The Wish Dragon was a creature of great power, able to grant wishes of others as many times over, but can only grant one wish themselves. The unicorn turned toward Destiny. The Wish Dragon's last wish was for you to be safe and free from the darkness which destroied his kingdom himself and your mother.
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Hero Rarehart Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 5:38 am
Skalis felt a shiver down his spine. The death dragon inside him felt it too. A sense of slight guilt.. "Destiny I have to go..." He said and headed toward nightshade fields.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:57 pm
The rather eerie silence of the graveyard was suddenly shattered when a tiny figure shot through the air, splitting the clouds of fog around it as it rocketed towards the ground. At just the last moment, however, it's wings flared to slow its descent, and it hit the ground unceremoniously, though softly enough not to cause damage. As the dust cleared, the slim figure of Malvado rose to his feet. He slowly let out a deep sigh, brushing a bit of the dirt off of his fiery outfit.
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Alma_Del_Core Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 3:02 pm
"hmmmmm.... now what's this what stumbled into my part of the graveyard?" said a voice to Malvado, it seemed to echo in the air. "Such a small boy.. 'is wings are torn too.. what's that then?" the voice said, it carried a strong accent.
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 3:13 pm
Malvado's head snapped as he turned to look at whoever was talking to him. He saw nothing at first and merely lifted a brow in a bit of confusion. "...I am none of your concern." he said softly, crossing his arms over his chest as his torn wings flapped a bit. "Show yourself!" The child was certainly not going to trust some disembodied voice. It could be his fa- no, it was still too fresh to think on. His tail growled softly, mirroring his internal frustration.8u
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Alma_Del_Core Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 5:44 pm
"'E telle me to show myself, well alright.." said the voice, slowly a pale human ghost with one eye and what appeared to be tiretracks across him appeared infront of Malvado. "Wacha doin' 'ere kid? 'Choo ain't dead yet. But by the look of yeh your not far off.."
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 3:20 pm
Malvado gave a tiny 'hmph', eyeing the figure with distrust. "I'd rather be dead than be what I truly am." He ran a hand through his hair, placing his pitchfork along his shoulders and resting it there, though his other hand still held the handle sturdily. "And what are you? A ghost?" Part of him wouldn't be surprised, as this was a graveyard, but it always helped to be completely sure.
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Alma_Del_Core Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 3:45 pm
"Yup, i'm a ghost, Names Marumai." said the apparition picking his eyehole. "Wacha mean 'then wha choo really are'? Your a drake-child ain't cha?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 3:53 pm
"What sort of name is 'Marumai?'" Dassan sneered, moving his arms now to cross his arms over his chest. He looked down at the ground, kicking a clump of dirt through the fog, before his tail hissed softly at the ghost's question. "Quite the observant one, aren't you? Yes, I'm a drake-child, but it's my genes that make me truly what I am. And those genes aren't too pretty."
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Alma_Del_Core Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 4:02 pm
" 'Ay! i think my names pretty good!" he hovered around his grave stone shaped like a cross. "Genes? Whass that mena? your mummy and daddy got problems er sumthin?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 4:06 pm
"I think it's dumb. It sounds like some sort of candy peanut or something." Obviously the child was not in such a good mood. Either that, or his Oblivion personality was showing. Perhaps both. "And my father happens to be this big stupid death dragon who raped my mom. My dad isn't strong enough to make my mom like all the other mom drakes. So basically, life sucks...wait, why am I even telling you? You're just a ghost with an eye missing!" He plopped down on top of a gravestone, growling softly.
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Alma_Del_Core Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 4:17 pm
Marumai ignored the crack about his name. "Wow, so you, in a way arent even supposed to exist.. That's tough, but why are you so mad about it? So you're a sin against nature what's the big hoot? Choo should seen it back in my city, a lot of kids weren't ment to be, therwn right out into da streets they were! Choo, alteast chor still 'ere and allowed to live, givin a chance to live." He scrathed his matted hair, "So wass chor problem with that?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 4:27 pm
As he listened to the ghost prattle on, Malvado's grip tightened along his pitchfork. He didn't care about that bloody old man's days. All he cared about was now, his life. Like he would be swayed because of some sob story...what a laugh! When the man was finished speaking, he slammed the end of his pitchfork into the gravestone, doing no damage but still sounding a loud thwack throughout the area. "I don't care about those bloody children! If they couldn't fend for themselves, then they might as well have died anyway. All I want to do is kill my father for the crimes he's committed against my family." His tail growled as Malvado looked down at the ground, pouting rather childishly.
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Alma_Del_Core Vice Captain
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Melancholy Rage Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 4:35 pm
"'Ay watch the stone!" said Marumai reaching for the pitchfork even though his hands went through it. "Humans aren't as strong as drakes ... If you hate chor father so much I bet you act just like 'em! You want that choo little snot?" he sat on his gravestone and looked at Malvado with a far away expression.
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