Post by pigfrommexicorun on May 8, 2009 21:26:30 GMT -6
Subject: Black Sun-- Stray
Name: Black Sun
Age: 15 year
Gender: Male
Rank: Hatchling
Group: Other (specify in extras)
Appearance: Black Sun is a young dragon, that is pitch black. He is fairly small, the runt of the litter. He has red eyes, and spikes. But not the creepy kind of red. Like ruby red. He has a rip in his left wing and a brand of of eclipse (from the Aztecs) on the lower left side of his neck, on his collar bone.
Personality: He's a shy, scared little dragon. He never speaks of his past. He doesn't fight well, and is very submissive, but can fight if he needs to. He is deeply afraid of humans.
History: He came from dragon breeders. He was scarred emotionally from their brutal ways they tamed him. He escaped with the help of a wild friend. He has been in a shell, (not really emotionally) since he escaped. His friend disappeared shortly after they escaped. He was chased and captured by humans many times. They have inspired a fear in him, so that he can not go with in a 100 miles of a town.
RP Sample: Black sun looked across the barren land. There was nothing for miles and miles, he had escaped civilization, no one should be able to fallow him here. The sun was beating down, it was 115 degrees, he could see the heat waves in the air. He felt the heat beating down on his back. He suddenly became aware of something warm and sticky dripping all over his wings. There were branches and leaves and sticks stuck throughout them, from when he had flown through the forest. The saw a large boulder about 3 miles away, and knew what he had to do. Being a dragon, he could not pull any of it out, but it would get infected if he left it for too long, until he found another dragon or a human to pull it out. He trudged along to the boulder.
XxXxXx
In the 20 minutes it had taken him to reach the boulder, the sun and air had dried the blood around each branch and leaf caught in his wing. He lifted his wing, all his mussels (sp?) screaming in protest, and brought his wing down onto the rock with a thump.
A roar rippled through him, he had forgotten that (the rock being black) it would be scolding hot, mixed with the fact that many of the branches had been dislodged by being ripped back through his wing. It was almost unbearable, but he beat it over again and again until ever branch was out, before collapsing in exhaust and falling into a dreamless sleep.
Extras: Basically I should probably put in here that he will be found and 'adopted' as part of fire group. As of now. That might change, we still need to work out the details if we are going to involve other players in it.
OCC: I'm sorry I know my RP sucked, i haven't done it in about a year, and I couldn't think of anything to write! I know excuses, excuses. Oh, and here is the link to a picture of his brand:
greyfalcon.us/pictures/swastikas.bmp
He has more of a background story that will be revealed, but I have given away waaaaay more than I want to already. And he is a stray right now.
Name: Black Sun
Age: 15 year
Gender: Male
Rank: Hatchling
Group: Other (specify in extras)
Appearance: Black Sun is a young dragon, that is pitch black. He is fairly small, the runt of the litter. He has red eyes, and spikes. But not the creepy kind of red. Like ruby red. He has a rip in his left wing and a brand of of eclipse (from the Aztecs) on the lower left side of his neck, on his collar bone.
Personality: He's a shy, scared little dragon. He never speaks of his past. He doesn't fight well, and is very submissive, but can fight if he needs to. He is deeply afraid of humans.
History: He came from dragon breeders. He was scarred emotionally from their brutal ways they tamed him. He escaped with the help of a wild friend. He has been in a shell, (not really emotionally) since he escaped. His friend disappeared shortly after they escaped. He was chased and captured by humans many times. They have inspired a fear in him, so that he can not go with in a 100 miles of a town.
RP Sample: Black sun looked across the barren land. There was nothing for miles and miles, he had escaped civilization, no one should be able to fallow him here. The sun was beating down, it was 115 degrees, he could see the heat waves in the air. He felt the heat beating down on his back. He suddenly became aware of something warm and sticky dripping all over his wings. There were branches and leaves and sticks stuck throughout them, from when he had flown through the forest. The saw a large boulder about 3 miles away, and knew what he had to do. Being a dragon, he could not pull any of it out, but it would get infected if he left it for too long, until he found another dragon or a human to pull it out. He trudged along to the boulder.
XxXxXx
In the 20 minutes it had taken him to reach the boulder, the sun and air had dried the blood around each branch and leaf caught in his wing. He lifted his wing, all his mussels (sp?) screaming in protest, and brought his wing down onto the rock with a thump.
A roar rippled through him, he had forgotten that (the rock being black) it would be scolding hot, mixed with the fact that many of the branches had been dislodged by being ripped back through his wing. It was almost unbearable, but he beat it over again and again until ever branch was out, before collapsing in exhaust and falling into a dreamless sleep.
Extras: Basically I should probably put in here that he will be found and 'adopted' as part of fire group. As of now. That might change, we still need to work out the details if we are going to involve other players in it.
OCC: I'm sorry I know my RP sucked, i haven't done it in about a year, and I couldn't think of anything to write! I know excuses, excuses. Oh, and here is the link to a picture of his brand:
greyfalcon.us/pictures/swastikas.bmp
He has more of a background story that will be revealed, but I have given away waaaaay more than I want to already. And he is a stray right now.
