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Jul 26 2018, 08:57 AM
"I get the feeling you’re making fun of me, but that’s okay, if you can’t laugh at yourself you can’t laugh at anything!"
Canine ferali (pit bull)Age:
Month 2, Day 15, Turn 2245Gender:
Agender nonbinary [They/them]Sexuality:
Candidate, Journeyman beastcrafterWing:
Plateau weyrTalent Information:
Has control over and ability to produce ice, snow, and frost. If they focus, they can create small snowstorms within a ten meter radius, but without focus they are limited to effects closer to their body. When they lose control of their emotions, they also lose control of their talent. If in extreme distress, their talent may lash out, whipping snow around. If in mild distress, they may accidentally cause frost or ice to appear over a surface they are touching--just for an example. Immune to cold damage/physical effects of cold/snow.Skill Information:
Has learned to pattern shape into a human form. Human form retains pointed teeth, which jut out, but otherwise looks human. Around the same size, physically, with similar features.Appearance:
-pit bull ferali
-Mess of short black hair
-Short, 5'0", and petite in frame
-Not very physically strong, but has a very strong talent
-Has a bit of a lisp
-Cold still gives them discomfort, so they wear winter clothes around the whole turn, and may just make the air around them colder during the summer, so that they are always prepared to use their talentPersonality:
-People assume they are very naive, and in a way, they are--they want to believe in the best in people, even if life has shown them otherwise.
-Optimistic, even in the face of things that would make others bitter.
-Can be impressionable because of this, choosing to trust that others are good and have the best intentions in mind, but still can be wary of those who could be dangerous. Doesn't show their wariness, usually, though.
-Acts very lighthearted and warm
-Friendly, charismatic, and a pleasure to have in class
-Believe people are good. Trusts easily, though if they have misgivings, they do trust their instincts, as well. Balance it pretty well, but on the too-trusting side. Willing to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, as well as a second chance. Not a third, though.
-Doesn't understand why some people have bad intentions, chooses to ignore that when forming their world view. Bad people are the exception, not the rule.
-Confident, mostly, and self-assured. Able to assert themselves, but remains respectful and optimistic
-Believes that they deserve good things, as do all people.
-Doesn't take themselves very seriously. Okay with joking around, being silly. Doesn't mind much if people think they're corny. They are corny.
-Someone's got to be bright and cheerful and remain positive/optimistic about people, so they make themselves be that person.
-Says really silly, corny things.
-Has some self-conscious/anxiety moments, but mostly relatively secure in who they are.
-Can lead, but works well as a second-in-command.
-Firm, fair, and just, but doesn't believe in punishing others for the sake of punishment. They will ensure that harmful mistakes aren't repeated, but they will work to prevent it, such as taking away opportunities or resources to do it again, rather than punish someone and hope for the best.History:
-farm cothold. isolated early life, just family
-raised dogs, but left dogs behind to help family. guard dogs, herding dogs, etc.
-was emotionally abused. but they found their inner strength to be confident in themselves about deserving better, and about being able to take themselves less seriously, and left. had been quick to buy into what their so was saying, but soon learned never to let anyone do that againRelationships:Family:
PB/Artist: Name (linked)
May 1 2018, 02:13 PM
[Day 6, Month 6, 2268]
Aezhesh had Impressed. Against all odds, despite who she was...and her dragon seemed immune to the curse. A blessing in disguise, perhaps. Hathaesshjath had plans. Ambitions. Ambitions that Aezhesh, while she didn't share, she didn't exactly object to, either. It was as destined by fate, she supposed.
Perhaps she wasn't meant to travel to the Weyr. She was, after all, a part of the Hale family. However, under the guise of wishing to meet Hathaesshjath's siblings, she'd come.
Why? Why was she here? Her heart raced, so uncharacteristic for her. This was the moment. She'd arrived with Hathaesshjath, unwilling to be separated from her dragon for this potentially life-changing moment. Could Kereriar reverse the curse? If not, she still wanted to meet him, before arranging for his doom. What else could she do? What kind of person was he?
It had been fate, perhaps--a rare burst of luck--that had lead her to note the Impression records of a recent wher clutch. A certain Kereriar had Impressed. As unlikely as it was, she was willing to believe that it wasn't her Kereriar. After all, why would fate bless her, for once? But no, while cautious of what may be another curse hidden in a blessing, she'd looked into it. Rumors that he could 'curse' others...those had spread, if one knew where to look.
And she did.
Turns out, the man was injured in threadfall, so she might as well travel to the infirmary. Aezhesh had no qualms about confronting an injured man. She 'bookmarked' the temporary lodgings she was staying in ahead of time, should she need to return, and Hathaesshjath remained in there, amused by her bonded's plans and methods.
So, she traveled to the infirmary, and if questioned, insisted she was a distant relative of Kereriar. She arrived by his bedside, looking at him with cold, emotionless eyes, despite the constant thumping of her heart. "You must be Kereriar," she said, simply, in a neutral tone.
He's less impressive than I thought he would be, commented Hathaesshjath, watching through her bonded's eyes. He may certainly be one to...remove.
He may be able to help me, she replied, to her dragon. I want to give him that chance, before I act rashly. Perhaps it was some morality still inside her. Some reason to show mercy.
Apr 29 2018, 01:27 PM
-- Setting established (time, place): +10
-- Primary character: +15
-- Characters actively involved (whose speech and actions are focused on for most of the story): +5 each, including bonds. (2)
--Each Scene: +5*
-- accomplishing a personal plot event: +20
- Correct season/weather (if specified/relevant)/other small game-specific details: +10 for whatever details are provided publicly, automatic if no details are provided for that part of the world.
- answering a prompt: +10
[Month 4, Day 3, 2268]
One of your Talented characters, if you have any, has a period of trouble where they struggle to control their Talent; if you have no Talented characters, then choose one character to randomly develop a temporary talent that is uncontrollable while it lasts, then disappears as mysteriously as it arrived.
Using: Fertile Soldier Hybrid (Mutant) Egg
M'kai had been secretly enjoying being at the weyr with the Iron Flowers. Billith could be around his clutchsiblings, which the dragon mildly enjoyed, for whatever reason, and thought it would do M'kai good to be around his fellow weyrlings.
M'kai didn't exactly agree, but now that his actual friends, dear to his heart, as stupidly corny as that sounded, were here...he was much happier to spend time with the weyrling class.
That said, M'kai was in a foul mood.
Therioi weren't supposed to have talents, but suddenly, M'kai had a talent. One that seemed random, frustrating, and annoying. Things just kept...appearing. Everything from someone's old, smelly sock, to a piece of what must have been priceless jewelry, to even a fire lizard egg. He had, naturally, found someone to shove the egg off on, looked for the jewelry's owner, and tossed the sock, but he still had a small pile of random items that had shown up in front of him.
Which was annoying. Now he had to deal with all of these sharding bits of junk, and find their owners, should they be valuable. Billith sat next to M'kai as the young man sorted through some of the amassed 'treasures,' grumbling to himself. A lesser man would keep the valuables for himself, you know, Billith said, teasing slyness slipping into his otherwise amused tone. Could it be that M'kai is actually sweet and caring?
"Shut up. I'm not. I just...why would I want to keep this junk, anyways? Might as well find who it belongs to. Besides, maybe they'll figure it out, and I'm trying to stay out of trouble, right?" M'kai grumbled his excuses, but suddenly, there was a familiar popping sound. M'kai groaned as something appeared in that sharding flash of light, and--
That was an egg, wasn't it? And a pretty big egg, too. Definitely not a fire lizard egg, nothing like that. And...did it just twitch a little? Shards...what should he do? Was it a dragon egg? Was the dragon about to go between? M'kai couldn't Impress a dragon, he already had his wonderful Billith...who was just as wonderful as he was annoying. At that moment, he merely watched with amusement. "Billith! What do we do? Shards...it's going to go between! Or maybe it's a wher egg? It's kind of small...but too big for a--say something already!"
I don't think it will go between.
"Well, then, if it's a wher egg, will it go wild? Shards, do we have to fight it?" He growled. He didn't want to harm a hatchling, but if his life, Billith's life, if they were at stake...M'kai wasn't thinking clearly, really, as he watched the egg tremble.
Calm down. No one's going to die, not at all. Billith got up from where he was lying, to get a better look at the egg. The scout nudged it with his nose, curious about its sudden appearance. It's...hot. Billith recoiled from the egg. He didn't have a burn, but he was shocked by the intense warmth of the egg--nearly scorching. That was all he could say and do before the egg exploded into tiny shards. Billith's hide and scales were thick enough that he wasn't harmed by the miniscule shards, but the 'explosion' gave poor M'kai several minor scratches and scrapes along his skin. Nothing worth worrying about, but he cursed anyways.
Regardless, the pair were covered in egg goo and shards, and for a moment, M'kai grimaced at the state of his everything, before gasping and looking to see what had hatched. Shells...
It was a...hybrid? She was small for a hybrid, even, he could see that now. Her form was dragon-like, but she was small and stocky, save for her wings. She'd be bigger, probably, and certainly sturdier than Billith once both reached adulthood. The hybrid, a soldier-officer chimera, screeched and fanned her wings. M'kai!!!!!!! How dare you! You didn't wait for me?
"I...what?" M'kai shivered as the feeling of Impression hit him. Not nearly as strong as that of Billith, hardly even comparable, but still much stronger than Yiare, or anything like that. And it felt different than Billith, beyond the intensity. In fact, in some ways, this bond was more intense. Not as strong, but her presence shoved its way into his mind, making itself comfortable, crashing in like a tidal wave. There was a strange burning sensation, and for a moment, he fought it, but then...no, there was also the bond. He cared about her. He wouldn't toss her out, but they still butted heads, fighting to see who would bend the other to their will.
Finally, M'kai gave her a final mental push, and the bond calmed into something more manageable. "What...what are you talking about?"
Her name was Vidaesh. His name was Billith. M'kai knew these names more intimately than he knew his own. She'd never said her name--and his dragon had never needed to say his--but he knew them. "Vidaesh," he half-whispered, half-growled. She'd better sharding calm down.
YOU. Vidaesh ignored M'kai, whirling towards Billith. How DARE you take M'kai before I could get him! How dare you be his first bond!
Billith rumbled, amused, despite himself. This little hatchling was trying to antagonize him? Finders keepers. Got here first, he said, more out of amusement than anything else, as Vidaesh screeched in anger again.
"Calm down. You're both mine, okay? So you'd BETTER get alo--SHARDS AND SHELLS! STOP THAT, YOU DEADGLOW!" M'kai shouted at his own bond as Vidaesh snapped her jaws around Billith's leg, angrily.
After a moment of mental pushing, from a suddenly annoyed Billith and an incredibly angry M'kai, she let go. "You're going to have to behave if you want to stay here." The threat was empty--he couldn't make her leave, nor did he want to, but shards, she needed to behave.
Vidaesh hissed, looking from one to the other. She quickly saw that this behavior wouldn't be tolerated, and that M'kai was getting angry with her. Well...if that was the case, if Billith meant sooooo much to M'kai...she supposed Billith could be hers too. Yes...two bonds for her. Maybe that was luck, that she'd gotten here second. Besides...she didn't want to be tied too tightly to M'kai. What if he died, or something? No, this was much better.
I love you both, Vidaesh said, mindvoice suddenly less a screech and more a purr. But YOU both need to learn to behave.
She's trying to keep her dignity, M'kai. Just let her have this. Pretend she's won.
M'kai grumbled. She'd be quite difficult...