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G i v e n N a m e:: Drayce Colorado. It's not my real name, since you can't speak the ancient language of the Dragons.
O t h e r N a m e s:: Drayce. Or Draco. But Master will be just fine.
A g e:: Pretty ancient. But let's just say I'm about to turn "thirty" okay? You don't need to know my true age. I'm an Elder of my species, actually.
B i r t h d a y:: July 14th, and I like to party hard
O r i g i n:: An island somewhere far from civilisation. As far as you know, I was born in the lost city of Atlantis.
S p e c i e s:: a Spectral Dragon. I'm a dragon that, with each cycle of re-birth, changes to one of the seven colours of the visible spectrum. I'm in my seventh cycle, so I'm currently a Violet Dragon.
H a i r C o l o u r:: Long, and violet, thanks to my current colour cycle. I hate the violet cycle...
E y e C o l o u r:: Blue-violet. Thank god they look normal...
H e i g h t:: 6' 7"
B u i l d:: A fit and toned 90kg//200lbs. I'm no beefcake, I wouldn't want to be. But you can tell I'm strong.
S e x u a l i t y:: Purely hetero. Sorry, I just don't do dudes.
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C o l l a r:: Enchanted Lace and Velvet are well and good, but I wouldn't turn down a pretty slave with a Leather collar. I can handle that kind of fun.
C h a r m s:: Again, nothing that indicates they are actively violent, but I won't be troubled if they've killed before. Actually, a fighter would be handy as a just in case, so a Sword and even a Shield would be good. A Ruby would be good, I don't need a prude in my house. Oh, and an Hourglass, I want something to look at.
C o l o u r s:: I'll take any colours as long as they're not ones that indicate violence. Light Blue is a must, given I am a magical being. Oh, and Purple,
because if I like to be pampered, they better like it too. Look where I live.
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L i k e s::
☑ Hot weather
☑ Spicy food
☑ Dogs/Wolves
☑ Fire
☑ Wide, open spaces
☑ Red meat
☑ White chocolate
☑ Classical music
☑ Rock/Metal/Alternative music
☑ His piano/playing his piano
D i s l i k e s::
☒ Cold weather
☒ Girlie things; rom-coms, lovey dovey books etc
☒ Being forced to do things I don't want to do
☒ Being tricked into doing something I don't want to do
☒ Losing money for no reason
☒ Dubstep, Rap... Any modern day music actually...
☒ Pickled foods
☒ People touching his piano without permission
T a l e n t s:: I'm actually a certified masseuse; I can do remedial massage, as well as your standard relaxation massage. I just don't like to touch people that much, unless I want something in return from someone of the female gender. I'm also pretty skilled at baking, mostly savoury things like breads and pies. But I do enjoy the odd muffin or eclair from time to time.
I also play the piano, and pretty damn well. It's the only positive memory from my former life.
Q u i r k s:: A scar from where some idiot tried to stab me... It's the only scar I have, for every other mark is erased upon each life cycle. Except this damned scar..
I also tend to flip my hair when I'm in a mood. Can't help it, long hair just makes one fabulously sassy. I tend to hum when content... That hasn't happened since after being forced to end my third life cycle...
I have a huge soft spot for anything in between red and violet. Red hair, purple hair, red jewels, purple jewels... It tickles my fancy. I have a pet Devil Wolf called Darcy, who looks normal most of the time, except when he's protecting me, then he goes into his demon form. He's the biggest bloody sook ever. He's as gentle as a bunny-rabbit. I also like soft toys... But that's a secret. Tell anyone and I'll eat you.
S k i l l s:: I can do a lot of cool things, since I'm a Dragon for Gods sake. My species of dragon, Spectral, have odd life cycles. About every 500-550 years we "die" only to be reborn as a baby dragon. When we "die", we turn to stone and over the course of a week, the stone turns into a rock dust so fine it's like silk. From this dust a baby dragon is born, and it will be in the colour of the spectrum in order of frequency and wave length. The cycles go violet, blue, green, yellow, orange, red. Lather, rinse repeat. Kind of like a Phoenix's life cycle, but less flamboyant. Our appearance takes on the colour we are reborn as, which means that our human forms are quite... Colourful.
I can change into a human form, and tend to spend most of my days as one. Many years of evolution have gifted my kind with this talent, so I take advantage of it.
I can breathe fire like any good Elder dragon can, and being I'm in a violet cycle, it's purple flames. Yes, even our fire changes colour too.
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P e r s o n a l i t y:: Arrogant. Cocky. Up myself. Oh, were you expecting something positive? Yeah, that's not going to happen. The only positive things about me is that I'm good looking and I know it, and I'm rich. If I like something, I tend to just take it and to hell with the consequences. Be it women, clothing, the chalet I bought because of it's location... Yeah, it's selfish but oh well. I've lived a long life and most of it was spent being a good boy, so I feel like I've deserved some me-time.
I've been told that my attitude stems from a few traits that I refuse to acknowledge. Apparently I'm lonely, depressed, slightly manic and a narcissist. Considering I don't feel particularly vain, and I don't see self-importance as a big thing, I just reckon the people that call me a narcissist are jealous. Especially since I do feel empathy towards others. Yes, the big, selfish dragon can feel real feelings. There was a time I felt happier feelings and could be described as lovely, kind and even charming. Sure I can still charm the pants off any woman, but those other traits are long gone.
You can blame my parents for my change in personality.
H i s t o r y:: I was born in a location you'll never know, in a place I'll never tell you. Why? Because it's not important. What's important is that my lineage is a rare one, and so we were considered noble. Not long before I was born, my kind developed the camouflaging trait of form shifting; to hide what we were, we'd take on a human form. It took a couple of decades for the skill to be perfected and handed down the generations, but it didn't take long for the trait to become genetic, and my grandparents were the first natural born shape-shifters. Seeing as our kind usually just lay a batch of eggs to reproduce, the human forms made things much more... Interesting. We found it was much safer and easier to give birth to live young, rather than laying a single egg once every couple of years. This change in our reproduction meant we could built up our numbers much easier than before.
By the time I was born, our kind were no longer considered much of a rarity, but seeing as we were one of the only kinds that has a different kind of lie cycle to other dragons, we were still high on the food chain. Spreading out over the world, we became Kings, Dukes, Princes, every kind of noble you could imagine. I was only a young boy when my family became part of the ranks of royalty, and the feeling went straight to my head. I revelled in the feeling of being rich and having everything I want, so obviously I became quite spoilt. My parents saw the changes and quickly intervened. They taught me that money wasn't everything and that material possessions could only make you so happy for so long. This satisfied my young mind and for many years, it served me well.
When I reached adulthood the time came for me to start looking for a bride. At this point I was still the naive, charming young man my parents had groomed me to be, but finding a bride that was a dragon as well was hard. When they learned what kind we were, most were put off thanks to the fact we never really die. The older I grew, the more this depressed me. I went through two life cycles before I met another Spectral. She was beautiful, kind, and quite young; I was in my third cycle, so I was green, while she was violet, the First life cycle. Her dark amethyst eyes captivated me beyond belief and her hair that was so dark it was almost black was mesmerising. I fell in love instantly. I agreed to a long engagement to please my parents, as there was a trend going around at the time - women marrying rich men for their money then leaving them once they'd robbed them blind. I was trusted my parents but at the same time I didn't. I was arrogant and believed that this woman loved me for me. We were both the same kind, it was meant to be.
Sadly, it wasn't. The woman who we thought was one of us, the woman I loved so much, turned out to be nothing but a fraud. She was from a rival clan, a group of Night Drakes that were jealous of the Spectral Dragon's lineage and high status in the world. They'd slowly been taking down Spectral clans around the globe, but we fought back. Not before I was gravely wounded. I tried to reason with the woman I loved, tried to tell her she didn't need to do this. Without a second thought she slid a blade through my ribcage in an attempt to kill me. It nearly worked, and probably would have if I wasn't in such a warm climate. Our kind thrive in hot weather because of the way our life cycle works, so I fled outside into the mountains and curled up into a ball. Within the week, I was reborn as a baby yellow dragon, and went in search for my family. Our castle was unharmed, and I found piles of silky-smooth stone dust everywhere. Nearly all of us had been forced to revert to ending our current life cycle prematurely to save ourselves, but at least all of us had survived, my parents included.
It was a tough couple of centuries but as times calmed down, and Kings and Nobles were replaced with millionaires and philanthropists, we converted too. The more times changed, the more we did as well. But our ideas didn't and as I began to reach the end of my Orange Cycle, my parents decided I needed to find a wife. Unhappy with this, I fought them tooth and nail. I refused, especially after what happened last time they insisted I married someone. The more they tried to force me, the more I distanced myself from them. My personality became much more negative, and it was just after I entered my sixth life cycle phase that I left them for good. Taking all that was mine, I fled my family home and travelled far, far away from them. I didn't tell them where I was going, all I left behind was my families talisman so they could never find me. Finding a mountainside resort that was centered around some hot springs, I paid out the resort owners and shut the place down. Why? Because I wanted the chalet all to myself. That lasted only about a handful of centuries though... Until I hit my current life cycle - number seven; Violet. (again)
I re-opened the chalet after re-building it slowly over time. My own personal home and hotspring are completely separate from the upper-class resort homes on the hill behind my house. My hot spring resort is only for the upper-class, and for those who are not human - the waters here over the years have gone up in temperature and humans would just boil to death now. It has been a secret hideaway for the rich and famous ever since the 1900's and I plan to keep it that way. Running the chalet is easy, I have a couple of pretty ladies handling the guests and everything else. All I do is pay the bills and make sure nothing falls into ruin. It's not a problem for me, I'm practically rolling in money thanks to the value of gold and precious gems rising rapidly over time. I just have to sell some rubies here and there and I'm set for another five years. Only problem is... I'm bored. My hellhound Darcy is fun and all but.. He can only keep me entertained for so long. You can only release the hound on humans every so often and still find it amusing...
N o i r Wafflesaurus
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