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 Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:16 am
Introduction This is my entry for the upcoming Flat, and if I lose, my entry for the next one, or the next one, or the next! I'm a very patient woman^_^ If you crit me I will crit you back! So jump in and give me your opinions!
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:17 am
The Form Guardian's Name and Brief Description: Shade
Shade is a gym teacher at the school Liberty Center. He’s an Ancient Dragon with black skin, a dragon like tail, and white hair and markings on his face. He’s a thousand years old and has the ability to open “rifts” which are holes in space. It’s somewhat like teleporting, and used to go from one place to another, regardless of how far apart they are.
Shade is a thousand years old. But he was in an egg for five hundred years before that. There are only three true Ancient Dragons from his planet left in existence, him, Ice, and a psychopath witch named Kori. Shade used to work for Kori, helping her expand her business empire throughout the galaxy by killing off the people who wanted to get in her way.
He fell in love with Ice, who left him when she found out he was a murderer. When he found her on Gaia he wound up staying and hiding from Kori. In the meantime he picked up a son from the cabbage patch named Antony and his job as a coach. For the most part, though, he's a cheerful, slightly perverted dork that's always looking for a fun way to spend the day. He acts that way because this is like a vacation from his old life, and should be enjoyed thoroughly. He secretly believes that Kori will find him again someday. Basically he's living on borrowed time.
Antony, his son, has an OCD personality, pretty long blue hair, and is a grim reaper in training. They don’t have last names, Shade never bothered to make one up that he actually uses daily. Antony goes by Antony Shade at school, for lack of a real name. They live with a magician named Jack in a house on the hill sort of place.
Original Criminal
Name: Dante
Gender: male
Crime: At his birth he fell from the sky like a meteor and landed on an inhabited planet. Because of his high speed decent and size he destroyed several houses, an entire block of business buildings, and landed on Ms. Frashika’s prize poodle Snuffles. His natural energy field overwhelmed their power grids and made most of the small planet to lose power. And since he had just been "born" he was charged with inappropriate nudity in public.
Shortened Crime for Certing Purposes: Mass Destruction (you can revise if you want!)
Full Physical Description: As a Starmaker he stands on all fours, much like Tarzan from the Disney movie. He stands at eight feet at the shoulders, well over fifteen feet long from head to tail tip. He has thick, nearly indestructible skin (either black or dark red), a long, lizard like tail, large bull like horns and no hair. His hands and forearms are larger than his upper arms suggest, and his feet are gigantic, with claw like toes that give him traction.
He is not, nor will he ever be described as attractive. He has the face of a demon, complete with tusks, gold eyes that gleam in the dark and pointed ears. That’s just the general description of Starmaker males. You can mess with it however you like, of course^_^
Since this was when he was born, he was naked, but for propriety’s sake you can toss some pants or boxers or something on the boy.
Some examples of Starmaker males can be seen here:
Starmaker sketch sans tail by Trinityblue
Christian, my CPK starmaker male by Jyoti
Name and Brief Description of Home Planet: Male Starmakers don’t have their own home planets. They land, fully grown, on planets in the universe and stay there until they either die or find a mate. Usually the planet is uninhabited and their strong energy field doesn’t affect anyone. Unfortunately for Dante, this wasn’t the case.
Dante landed on a highly advanced planet of mice people called Hyros. It specialized in medical and space travel research, and his landing caused more devastation than can be described. Most of the planet's power went out, his falling wiped out a block out houses, and since it was a hard fall at quite a fast speed, he kept rolling, taking out another block of business buildings. He finally landed on a dog competition, killing the winning poodle Snuffles.
So I suppose Hyros could be called his home planet. Well, for the few hours before they captured him and sentenced him to the ICRS.
Personality, Powers, and Anything Else You Deem Necessary: Starmakers tend to be jackasses with a chip on their shoulder because of their ugly appearances. There are exceptions to this, depending on their living area and how many mirrors they have to deal with on a daily basis. Dante was so shocked by the chaos his birth caused that he didn’t have much time to develop his own personality at that stage. Mostly he could be described as confused and incredulous.
The true Starmaker has the energy field to take out an entire planet’s power system. It’s sort of like a built in EMP device, but it actually overwhelms the power grid, causing it to short circuit. When they find a mate the energies combine, creating enough power to generate actual stars into being. Sometimes rather than stars, another Starmaker is created, male or female. The males of the species are born with skin far tougher than most metals, the ability to lift several thousand pounds in weight, and dual voices. The two voices tend to harmonize, one being deeper than the other, and are used to attract mates.
Some have the ability to throw their voices, or mimic the voices of others, as well. They have access to the memories of the male Starmakers that came before them, as well, giving them high intelligence. (Females are different in appearance and abilities, I’ll explain later if you’re interested.)
But in other words, to not god-mode, I have to water the males down shamelessly.
Often you get vegetarian Starmakers, especially the males. Once in a while they might eat fish, or perhaps even chicken, but very rarely do you see them eating red meat. It’s usually a way of denying their predatory nature. That or the planets they land on are abounding in fruits, and they desire to keep the animals that populate it alive. They get lonely.
His pod, the first one that landed on Gaia, was huge and caused a small crater when it landed. At the time, though, no one noticed because the Gambino tower was falling. Gaia was in chaos.
First Gaian Life
Name: Gabriela
Gender: female
Approximate physical age when Jed-napped: teenage (roughly 16), not FRIC
Physical Description: During the second life, she was a small mouse humanoid female. She had a fine coat of light brown fur, big brown eyes, huge ears, and a long mouse tail. She stood a bit over four feet when she was a teenager. She tended to run around in jeans and T-shirts, but never bothered with shoes.
Odds and Ends: She was adopted by a woman named Janet, who raised her until she was at kid stage. Janet couldn’t handle all the off-the-wall things that Gabby described on random basis, and after a strange (and extremely disturbing) incident with a girly magazine and an old blues CD she put her up for adoption again.
Gabby was a lesbian, claimed (rightfully so) to be a man in a woman’s body, and hated school with a passion. Her love of blues she kept a secret, and she wound up bouncing from one guardian to another when she hit on their daughters. She was about to move in with yet another family when she was Jed-napped, but she doubted it would have lasted, anyway.
Music was Gabby's one true love in life. She learned to play the guitar, mostly being self taught. She begged for classes from a man in the neighborhood of her second (or was it third? She never could keep track) home and learned a few basic chords. She was often found standing in front of the music shop, staring lustfully at the guitars they hung in the window. It replaced the hole that the two voices lost had left in her.
She didn't have much luck as far as romance went. A few girls were willing to experiment on her with a kiss or maybe hand holding. But they tended to get freaked out when she tried to make it more serious or obvious to the people around them. Ironically she was more attracted to straight girls than she was gay. And worst? She liked them tall and stacked. And there was very little chance of a complete looker being interested in a mousy (literally) little girl with a chip on her shoulder.
Not Again: Information About the Criminal's Second New Life
Name: Dante (he got to name himself this time)
Gender: male
Stage: Kid
Physical Description: Appearing to be an Ancient Dragon of the same type as Shade, this form is a deceptively simple design. They’re humanoid in shape with long lizard like tails, dark skin (for males) with markings of different styles. Some have full body markings, such as gold vein like lines, while others have smaller designs such as Shade’s small white wings on his shoulder blades. Dante would have something red, if you choose black skin (or more like dark blue), or black if you choose red. You can pick the pattern or design, I totally trust you!
Male Ancient Dragons tend to be short to average in height, very rarely getting to the 6' mark. Shade is 5'10, but for Dante I would probably make him 5'6-7, nowhere near the massive size of his first form.
He will have two lines coming down from his eyes over his cheeks. They are usually light in color, and get thicker as they go down, much like triangles. Hair is also usually light in color. An almost white pink or actual white would work for Dante, and should probably be long and bushy, since he enjoys having hair. Eyes are always red. Even if it clashes, they’re still red.
For clothes he could be found wearing anything from a pair of heart patterned boxers to jeans and a t-shirt, or if he's feeling fancy, a suit fitting of a Blues player. In an all male household he's going to have to do his own laundry or risk having his brother iron his boxersO.o. Thankfully he knows how to use a laundry machine. Somewhat. He might have a few accidental pink shirts around.
Some examples of Ancient Dragons are here:
Shade, the father and an Ancient Dragon
An old pic of Shade's AU son, Shadow
Both are drawn by Trinityblue
Personality: Perverted, too old for his age, a wicked sense of humor, vain. Dante finally feels like he belongs with this family, and is pretty happy in a cynical way. He torments his older brother Antony horribly, hits on girls far too old for him, and spends hours brushing his hair. The only thing that still bothers him is the fact that he only has one voice, and it’s quite inferior to the two he was born with.
You'll often see him lounging around in boxers reading girly mags, even if he hasn't hit puberty yet. He’ll suck on candy sticks or suckers because they won't let him have a cigar. And since both Shade and Antony will encourage his love of the Blues he's going to take up the guitar lessons again. It makes up for the lacking in his singular voice.
He's still pretty messed up by the lifetime he had as a girl. He's constantly worried that Shade will kick him out of the house, so he hides his bad habits rather than quit them. Unfortunately he's lousy at hiding things. The scene with the girly magazine and Blues music is apt to happen many times in the future. He'll take up smoking whenever he can get his hands on a pack of cigarettes, he'll scam people in elementary school out of their lunch money by playing poker with them. He'll hit on other people's wives, especially during his kid stage.
Extra stuff: Because he wasn't born from an egg that took five hundred years to develop, Dante is not actually an Ancient Dragon like Shade. He's an imitation. He won't ever be as powerful as Shade is, nor will he be able to see life threads, (something I don't mention, nor does Shade, because honestly, it's creepy and yet another god-mode thing in rp.) He'll be limited in his rifting, only able to go places up to a few hundred miles as a teen, on the same planet as a youth, and in the same galaxy as an adult. i.e. He could go to Mars, or Gaia, or Earth, but not many places farther, and it'd be very energy consuming.
The reason he turned into a mouse girl for the first shift was because he had some hairs on him when he went into the first pod (as far as he can tell.) The reason he's an imitation dragon for the third stage is because Starmakers and Ancient Dragons are loosely related genetically. There was enough code in his DNA that it was a rather natural form for him to take.
You might also think it's too coincidental for an Ancient Dragon to adopt another Ancient Dragon. It is, because it's not a coincidence. Shade's still got a bit of his old nature in him and has arranged for several informants around Gaia. The moment he heard there was an Ancient Dragon looking for a home, he went after him. They're too dangerous to be left to normal people, even if they aren't as powerful as a true Ancient Dragon.
Prompt Letter and Response:
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:20 am
Better Guardian Details  Shade and his feien, CallistoShade – an "Ancient Dragon" space hopping ex-assassin who is living in a bachelor household with a magician who specializes in the dark arts, or so Shade believes. He’s a cheerful flirt, a pervert, a decent artist, and a lousy singer. He’s also rather short for a male, standing 5’10 on his good days. He has coal black skin with white streaks on his cheeks and a long lizard like tail. He’s been in love with Ice for years, but was dumped when she discovered he was a professional killer. He still bothers her on a regular basis. Shade was raised by an insane “ancient dragon” like himself and used to further her gigantic business empire by killing off her competition or anyone that might threaten her position. A few hundred years ago he met another one of their kind, Ice, and fell in love, even going so far as to propose to her. She accepted, only to break it off when she found out where he had been disappearing to in the middle of the night. (He’s made sure to keep his pockets cleaned out ever since.) When he finally found Ice on Gaia he came to try and reconcile with her, but things didn’t work out. He still goes to see her and her little boy Walter once in a while, and hasn’t given up hope just yet. But when it became obvious that she wasn’t going to let him move in, (especially since her adopted sister, Trinityblue was his target when he first came) he wound up moving in with a new acquaintance named Jack. He also wound up taking care of a feien fairy named Callisto. He’s been avoiding his old employer, claiming to have quit his job as an assassin, but he secretly knows it is only a matter of time before she makes him go back to it. He's also taken a job as a coach at Liberty Center to pick up enough gold to pay rent and feed himself and Antony.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:21 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:22 am
Writing Samples
(Feeling out Dante)
Bubble wrap, a friend's house, eating.
"You sure you want to do this?" Shade asked his youngest son, leaning against the doorway of their home. He looked amused, but Dante didn't understand why. "There's a chance that Rory will be there--"
"I'm hoping she is," Dante said, his mind full of the fact that he was almost on eye level with the girl's ample bosom.
"Which means that Chris is going to notice you eyeing his girlfriend's goods."
And there was the rub, Dante thought irritably. He liked Chris. Hell, it was impossible not to. Even his annoying as hell OCD older brother liked Chris. It was just Dante was jealous as hell of him, as well. Not only did Chris have the right form (although too small) he had two awesome voices and a girlfriend that could easily be the centerfold of Maxim's swimsuit edition.
"I'm just a kid," Dante said. "He won't even notice. He'll think I'm too short to look at her face." And he smirked, evilly, his tail twitching with amusement. "Damn but it's good to be short."
"Wasn't it just yesterday you were cursing how short you were as you tried to get into the cabinet?" Antony called from where he had been reading a book in the front room.
"Whatever," Dante said, since it was true and he didn't feel like admitting it now. "I'm going! Don't wait up! Miss Missy can cook better than all of you guys combined!" He raced out the door before they tried to invite themselves, and hopped onto his skateboard, heading down the street.
He pulled to a stop in front of the Deakon's home, flipping the skateboard with a toe and grabbing it to head up the drive and knock on the door. He could almost smell the cooking from outside, he thought as his stomach started to rumble. He needed to talk Chris into inviting him over more often!
"Coming!" Missy yelled from inside. The door opened a few seconds later, revealing a slightly (and shockingly) disheveled looking redhead. Chris's mom. Dante had never actually seen the graceful woman looking disheveled before, so it was a bit of a shock. "Dante! Come in!" she said, stepping out of the way.
"Um, yeah," Dante said, looking around for a moment more before he stepped inside.
"Sorry that it's such a mess," she told him as they went past the kitchen to the living room. "We just got something delivered to us, so the boys have been putting it together."
The room looked as if it had exploded. Chris sat in the middle of it, screwing two slats of wood together. His father, Tyler, was doing the same a few feet away. And the daughter of the family was--
"What do you think, Mom?" the little girl asked, sporting a bubble wrap dress and a large white sun bonnet. "Will it be the new fashion?"
"You look stupid," Dante told her bluntly.
"She's just goofing off so we don't teach her the difference between a flathead and a phillips," Chris said.
"I'm not goofing off!" Carmel said, shoving her long bouncy brown hair over her shoulder. "I'm expressing my creativity. And I, brother dear, can pull off anything."
"You should," Dante told her, noticing she was ignoring him again. "And pretty soon, too, cuz that's the ugliest dress I've ever seen." He and Carmel didn't get along. It probably had to do with the fact that she was as short as he was and had no chest to speak of. Dante liked the older ladies far better.
She stuck her tongue out at him and he snorted before turning to Missy. "Do you need help in the kitchen?" he asked. "Cuz I'll probably be more useful there than here." IE, she had a chest, and no one in here did.
"Oh thank you, Dante!"
It wasn't until dinner that he remembered what Carmel was wearing. She hadn't taken it off. They sat at the table next to each other and the family tried to carry on a conversation.
It was only the fact that every time Carmel moved another bubble popped that kept it from being a pleasant after noon.
Pop.
"Please pass the rice."
"Okay!"
Pop poppop.
"Could you pass the butter please?"
Popopopopopop.
"Here you go Mom!"
No one said a word. Dante, after a particularly noisy set of popping, turned slightly, his shoulders shaking with the threat of laughter.
"Dante? Is it not to your liking?" Missy asked with concern.
Carmel turned to look at him and a flurry of pops followed her movement, sounding like a miniature war. "He's probably sick or something," she said. "Let's send him home."
Dante chocked and started to laugh wildly, earning an ever-so-slight of a grin from Chris as he kept eating.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:24 am
More Writing Samples
Dante knew he shouldn’t be doing it. In his past life he had been screamed at every time the current would-be mother or father caught him, but—but—He leaned back in his brother’s chair, kicking his feet up on the desk. A man needed these moments! A tiny smirk pulled at his lips as he pulled out the centerfold, admiring the airbrush work they had done on her chest. It was a Maxim magazine, it had been the only thing he could find at the bookstore. He had claimed he was getting it for his big brother.
Stevie Ray Vaughn and Double Trouble played over the speakers of his brother’s stereo. It was too loud. But you had to play Blues too loud. There was no other way that it sounded right! He would have been smoking, too, but the only cigs in the house belonged to that weird magician guy, and Dante didn’t trust them not to be cursed. Instead he was sucking on a cherry candy stick. It had cost ten cents. He was almost positive it was older than he was.
He folded up the centerfold, bidding a silent adieu to the scantily clad model, and flipped the page. His favorite song came on, the one that was a remake of Jimi Hendrix’s song, “Little Wing” and he reached over, cranking it up more.
Shade and Antony wouldn’t be home for another hour. They hadn’t gotten him enrolled in school yet, so he lucked out and got to stay home. After going to the store to get his supplies he hadn’t gone anywhere. Most of the day had been spent relishing the fact that he didn’t have to wear a shirt unless he wanted to. Although, he thought as he glanced down at his very flat chest, he did sort of miss having boobs.
He shoved that thought behind him, turning to the next page of the magazine. The music got louder as Stevie Ray lurched into a new song, and Dante’s tail started twitching in rhythm with it. He didn’t even hear Shade enter the room. It took long precious moments for him to even notice the much older male was standing over him.
The magazine slipped out of suddenly limp hands and worried red eyes moved up to meet his. “This is—“ Dante started out.
“The new issue of Maxim,” Shade said, picking up the magazine. “I came home early to check on you, since I don’t have any other classes for the day.” He flipped through the pages, pulling out the centerfold and looking at it for a moment. “This is fine,” he said. “Just no Playboy until your older, got it? Last thing I want is for people to drag me off as a child corrupter.”
“But—“ The shock of having the magazine handed back to him was almost enough to give him a heart attack. “You’re not gonna take me to the adoption agency?”
“Why should I?” Shade asked. “And who’s that on the radio, anyway?”
“St—Stevie Ray Vaughn?”
“Sweet.” Shade turned and started pulling open drawers. “Damn that boy’s got a lot of clothes,” he said suddenly once he had rifled through the closet. “Not much space for your stuff, is there?”
“I don’t got anything, so I guess it doesn’t really matter?” Dante shrugged, watching his new “father” curiously. “I’ve been wearing his old clothes. They fit alright, a bit long, though.”
“You like the color blue?” Shade asked.
“Not as much as Antony does.”
“Then let’s go shopping. If we go quick we can get out of taking him with us.”
"Yeah," Dante said. "I'd like that." And for the first time in a long time he began to get hopeful. Maybe this would work out, after all.
"So," Shade said as they headed down the stairs, "how'd you pay for that stuff, anyway?"
"It was the strangest thing," Dante said innocently, "I found this poor, abandoned card hiding under Antony's tidy whities. It looked so lonely that I figured it could use a trip to town."
He waited, expecting Shade to yell at him for stealing from his brother.
"Antony wears tidy whities?" Shade asked after the stressful pause.
"They're organized by brand name!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:25 am
Crits and Stuff
(AKA who I need to get back to)
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:27 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:29 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 8:30 am
Reserved
Now you can post!
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