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StellaLuna SkyWind Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Mar 14, 2013 12:47 pm
 ❝ I call it as I ses it. I'm not exactly for the faint of heart. ❞ I am Reiner LaFey
But I demand that you call me Ren
I'm not that old, I am Appears twenty one, Really thousands of years
Are you blind? I'm obviously Dragon
Here's an easy one, I'm Pansexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born September 7th X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞ Do the measurements, I'm 5' 11"
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 150 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is Red-Brown
Look closer, my eyes are Ice Blue
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have Scar over my right eye, Jagged scars down my back where my wings would appear X X❝ I ' m Xs e l f i s hXb e c a u s eXIXc a nXb e . ❞
I want a slave with Leather or Chain. Come now, broken toys are not as much fun.
Painted Maybe Red, Black, if they wish to exhaust themselves, maybe even a pink if I got lucky.
And a few other things, like Sword, Halo, maybe a Ball of String X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞ People say I tend to be A d**k. I'm flirtatious, wild, and don't care much about what I do, or the consequences of my actions. no one can really stop me when it gets down to it, so i don't see the point in caring what others say. I'm brash and brazen. I'm proud, forceful and often arrogant. I don't really appreciate people, but am more materialistic. For heaven's sake, I am a dragon. I do horde my treasures! I'm blunt and speak truths. I don't lie to make people feel better. I am factual. I like things to go my way and can seem a bit bratty, but I'm not exactly immature. I'm just a jerk, and proud to be one. if you can't stand me, then get the hell away from me. No one asked for your opinion anyways.
You're so nosy. Fine, I will tell you that Once upon a time, thousands of years ago, who gives a s**t? No one needs a flowery introduction like that. I'm not a stupid pansy. I'm a fierce dragon. I was in a brood, a long time ago, and as is common knowledge, Dragon's don't have the best fertility rates. It's not like we exactly have set mother's and father's either. Dragons lay broods, and then dragon's sit on them. Sometimes, it's the same dragon who laid the egg, sometimes it's not. It isn't as if you can tell when you're still in the egg, so I don't know if it was my mother or not.I don't know if the other eggs in the brood were my siblings or not. I mean, if you want to go by how we have our society, they were my brood mates, which makes them my siblings. There was about twenty of us in the brood. Twenty eggs, that is. Only three of us caught. And only two of us survived. Myself, and my sister Aria. The third was named Brom, but he couldn't clear his egg. A hatchling that can't clear his egg, is dead. It's sort of a right of passage into the world. You don't pass, you don't live, and unfortunately for him, and whoever laid his egg, he died.
Growing up was awkward at sometimes. Learning you had parents, but not eve being able to tell who they were, or know directly about them. After all, dragon eggs look mighty similar when you lay them all together. It's not my fault dragon customs aren't that great. Anyways, you probably really don't give two shits about our customs, and I'm not going to waste my time explaining them to you when you probably won't understand them anyways. Aria and I were brought up well. We fought like crazy and often clung to the Dragon who sat upon the brood until we hatched. Or, so it was at first. On our three-hundredth birthday we reached full maturity, and gained our powers. I was a proud fire breather, but Aria, she was different. She didn't want to share her abilities at our coming out ceremony. She wanted to hide. Her scales were the color of Moon's glow, radiating and shimmering always, like the gem she was. As a human, the moon touched her hair and skin, creating a beautiful visage that I loved very much. Even as my sister, I loved her as any man loves a woman. It was not unnatural for our love, but she became distant once she matured fully.
When I found out she was an ice dragon, I didn't care. We could still be happy. Our powers may have fought, but we would be clear and even with each other. Aria started to pull away, my one companion in the darkness that often claimed me when I was brooding. Being a dragon was not easy, even though everyone seems to think it would be. Great, flying, magical dragons. Bah. No one knows anything. One night, raiders came and stormed our clutch. They killed many of our kind, wounding me, and taking the use of my right eye. Of course, many did not fight as dragon then. We fought as men, and as I struggled to protect my family, my mind was constantly on Aria. Was she safe? Was she free? Did she get away? That was probably what caused me to lose my focus. That's why I lost my eye. But instead of blaming her, I looked frantically for her.
Holed up she was, hiding from the invaders, shaking like a leaf. I got to her in time to check on her and make sure she was safe, but little did I know that I had led my attackers straight to her. In my blooded state, I was no match fro these invaders,and they quickly made sport of me, knocking me back and forth, while the invading clutch's leader came and found Aria. The screams were terrible as he laid claim to her, deciding she would be his own mate. She refused, and it only seemed to make him more appreciative of her, and instead, he struck her, beating her down into submission, even as she cried my name, and his men beat me, I watched as she was taken away, crying and screaming...but she was just a woman. one forma long time ago. She doesn't matter.
I left my clutch after that, to be my own man and dragon, and developed a taste for the flesh of beautiful women. I made out well on my own, finding my own home, and a lovely horde of treasure. I even went as far as to have a harem once, but that was just messy. Too many women vying for attention I didn't care to give them, so instead, I abandoned them, and decided I should only keep one pet at a time. one that interests me immensely. After all, they would get old and burn away into husks, and when i no longer had use, I would need to move on. This was not a bother to me. it was simply the way things played out. I am a fierce dragon. I don't need anyone permanent. I can choose my companions, keep them until they can no longer serve me, and then move on, and that is how I prefer it.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Flying
ღ The Sea
ღ Women
ღ Treasure
ღ The Sun
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Ignorant Humans
✘ Liars and Cheats
✘ Thieves
✘ Captivity
✘ Other's thinking he is Handicapped X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞ A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can He can fully shift into a Dragon form and breathe fire. He can also fly, and is able to occasionally glimpse bits of the future, though they often do not make sense to him until they happen.
Yes, there is some side things, like His eyes, whether in human for, or in dragon form, are always split pupiled, and the same color.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Stellaluna Skywind
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 9:36 pm
 ❝ Flying is Freedom ❞ I am Kari Bao Long
But I will let you call me Kari. Just Kari.
I'm not that old, I am 1054 years of age
Are you blind? I'm obviously Celestial Dragon
Here's an easy one, I'm Heterosexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born August 15thX X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞ Do the measurements, I'm 5' 8"
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 120 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is the color of copper and goes to the middle of my back. The ends are layered and my hair is incredibly soft.
Look closer, my eyes are the color of amber. Whenever I can get mad, they can switch to an almost red color.
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have nothing. My skin is perfectly smooth and unblemished. I'd like to keep it that way.X X ❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave me a Chain
And colored it Red, Black, Dark Blue
And from it they hung Star, Sword, Heart, Dog, Crescent MoonX X ❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞ I come across as hot-headed, temperamental, and mean. Whenever I am mad or stuck inside for too long, and seeing as I'm stuck as a slave, I'm really pissed off. I don't like being told what to do and I really, really don't like being confined to a room. I am a dragon for God's sake! I belong outside under the sun or watching the stars, or spreading my wings and feel the wind blow across my face. I'm rebellious and even foul-mouthed. I don't care to tell people how I feel or what I even think of them. My temper and anger does get me into a lot of trouble. A lot of it. Oh? You're curious as to how I act when I'm actually happy and calm? Well, when I am actually in a good mood, I'm smiling and trying to have a good time. I like to listen to music or lay out in the sun. I can be helpful, when I want to be, and can be outgoing and a fun person to be around. If I actually like you, I've been know to flirt for a second or two... However, I doubt anyone will be able to see that side of me anytime soon though. As long as I have this collar around my neck, be prepared to deal with the angry side.
Quit invading my life, It went ...weelll... it is a bit complicated. There is a lot of myth on how Celestial Dragons are born. Some believe that they were born from creatures such as snakes, crocodiles, and some other reptile that had done something noble, thus earning the right to become a dragon. Another myth is that the dragon is part of the ying and yang, dragons being "yang" while the phoenix is "ying", and another way is that the Celestial Dragon is born from totems or shrines. Of course, all of maybe true for some dragon but this was not the case for me. My birth was unique and special. My mother was a beautiful angel who was sent down to check on and make sure all mythical creatures were behaving themselves. It was on one of her trips that she had a run in with my aggressive, treasure obsessive/hording dragon father. I know it's weird but just listen. My father was a powerful Ice Dragon that was a loner, and would often go out at night to steal treasures from villages, castles, and even other dragons. It was quite ballsy of him to steal from another dragon's horde, but for my father's large size he was quite stealthy. Anyways, my mother had been keeping watch over him, and was actually waiting at his cave. My mother had been expecting this ugly brute of a man, but was she incredibly wrong! My father was beautiful and regal looking with his long silver hair and bright amber eyes. Of course my father was infatuated with my mother, but he ignored her and the two often fought. It was their battles that brought them closer and my father knew he couldn't live without her. One day, my father was waiting for her to visit, and he waited and waited but she never came. Father panicked and went searching to find my mother fighting and almost close to death. I'm sure you know the rest. Father flew down, killed the other creatures fighting her, and brought her back to his cave to nurse her back to health. As soon as my mother was back to health, they confessed their feelings to each other... and well.... they consummated their love in the cave. All night.
As you can guess, my mother got pregnant with me, and it wasn't an easy pregnancy for her. At all. They had no idea what I would come out like. It was hard to tell, but when the time did come for me to be born... It wasn't happy. My mother couldn't handle the birth and eventually bled out, but she didn't blame me or my father. Father said she smiled and told him to take care of me. It was really hard on him and it was hard to find me milk and other things to eat, but he eventually got the hang of things. My father was a wonderful man and he taught me everything! It was when I was five that we learned what I was. I was taking a nap and my father came to wake me up, only to find a dragon sleeping in the baby bed. Of course he was proud to know that his only daughter was a dragon! However I'm not like normal dragons. I'm not covered in scales but fur while my wings are made of the softest feathers. I am unique and my father knew this. From that day on, he trained to me fly, fight, and how to control my powers whenever they surfaced. It was hard for him, seeing as he didn't know how to explain everything but he handled. Me and my father lived happily for years and years. We did everything together! Hunting, flying, fighting other dragons. We were always together. That all changed thought by the time I was well over three or four hundred. My father was quite tired and wounded from a fight, so I told him to rest while I went out hunting. I was only gone an hour or two but when I came back... everything was gone. My father and his impressive horde of jewels and other precious things. I was heartbroken and filled with anger. After giving my father a proper burial, I went after the people who attacked my weakened father. It took me a couple of weeks to track them all down, but I killed them off one by one, collecting their share of the horde. I eventually got it all back and put it safely away, and then I left the area. I then found myself traveling with a circus as the fortune teller and bodyguard. Odd right? I stayed with them for a few years and then I started flying and living my life out as a dragon.
Now you're curious as to how I wound up in the mess I'm in right? Well, for the ten years, I decided to live my life as a human. Going back to the cave and digging up my father's treasure, I deposited it into a bank where it still sits to this day. I made some smart investments and became a model for a little bit, and then started singing. I eventually quit both of those careers and just sit around my home as the money continued to pile up in my accounts. I'm a very wealthy woman even though I'm stuck in this damn collar, but moving on to what happened. Well, with the changing times, I thought that people would believe that dragons were just a myth and that was that. I wish that was the case but of course, it wasn't. It never is easy. Anyways, there would be times that I would need a break, so I would go up to my cabin in the woods... which was close to a cave that I sometimes slept in. It turns out that a hunter had caught sight of me, and went back home spreading a rumor about a creature with an angel's wings. This eventually came around to a secret organization that hunted dragons. Apparently, their ancestors had been dragon hunters and they continued to teach the future generations. Craziness I tell you! So this organization asked this hunter where they saw me, and then they started staking out the woods. I do admit I should have paid better attention... I'm not sure why they had connected that rumor to me, but all I know is that they were watching my cabin as well. Bunch of Peeping Toms and perverts! Disgusting people is what they are! As usual, I went flying and went to my cave. I rested there for a bit, went hunting, fly some more, and finally went back to my cabin. Taking a shower, I climbed into bed, and the next thing I know someone is standing above me. As soon as I saw him, the fight was on and after hours of fighting... I was subdued. I was knocked out with some wicked powerful drugs, and sold off to this damn shop. I've tried to escape but the Mistress of the shop got smart and found a way to "clip" my wings so I can't fly off. Why the b***h even found a way so that I can't transform in the damn manor! So now, I'm just waiting for some idiot to get me out of here. As soon as I'm away from this place, I plan on escaping... after killing the person who ever bought first.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Sun
ღ Stars
ღ Flying
ღ Music
ღ Cymbidium Orchids
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Rain
✘ Hunters
✘ Tight Spaces
✘ Being Stuck Inside
✘ Slave Trade BusinessX X ❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞ A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can In human form, I can still let use my wings to fly. I can also use the stars to read some fortunes but only on the night of the New Moon. While in dragon form, I have incredibly agility and instead of breathing fire or ice, I have an aura blast.
Yes, there is some side things, like I don't like to be locked up. I need to be outside and under the sun or stars.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Elena Tresemme
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