These fields high in the mountains are the closest thing the colt has to a home. He was born here, watched his sister be blessed by a dragon egg here, and has spent his first few days of life bouncing around in the sweet grass here. He is deeply attached to this place, although his natural boyish desire to adventure has led him to wander away from his dam's comforting side much more in recent days. He fancies himself quite the expert on these hidden fields, having stomped across every inch and nibbled every blade of grass in a vain attempt to mimic his mother. Alas, he might as well be eating cardboard for all the flavour it holds compared to the warm milk of her teats, and thus he's long since decided to refrain from trying to be all grown up. |
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
Deceased atk: 3.5 | def: 7 | dam: 6 |
Filly :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 3 (ages in Birdsong) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
Princess :: Common Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd |
Shida I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done. IT'S ADVENTURE TIME BITCHACHO'S. Fuck yeah. You know what I love the best about being born? How tired it makes everyone. Da acts like he's constantly on fire, and Ma is trying to work off the baby fat I think (of course she blames us for it. Whatever Ma, we're all onto you. I've seen how much you eat). And Auri? Fffft. Like I know. Probably braiding her hair or something else equally as useless. ANYWAYS. The point is they're all busy doing stuffs, which is what allowed me the chance to go on this BADASS ADVENTURE OF BADASSITUDE. Sup mountain. You wanna be climbed today? SURE YOU DO. I will say that by the time I reach the stop I'm exhausted. Who knew mountains were so tall? Certainly not me. I don't have a good grasp on depth or you know ... things persisting through space yet. I just figured out the other day that when I stop looking at things they don't just disappear (TRIPPY RIGHT. I MEAN. IF I CAN'T SEE IT HOW DO I KNOW IT'S THERE?!?!?!!). Anyways, same shit here. How was I supposed to know that tall = lots of time and energy to get up? Ffft. Life. You trickster you. Anyways I made it, so there's that. In the distance I see this black blob. It's probably another kid like me. And if it is a kid like me, it'll totally want to see my magic. I mean. I would. So if the black thing is like me, it will too. LOGIC BITCHES. So uber stealth-ely I flail towards the black creature (again, how am I supposed to know that running awkwardly is not stealthy? I'm trying to be stealthy which means I am being stealthy. LOGIC.) I can already feel the red feeling glowing in my chest. It makes me want to squeal and scream and run as fast as I can (which I'm pretty sure I'm already doing). So I do the rest of the things too. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream joyfully, my pink lips agape as I push sound out as loud and hard as I can. I take a deep breath once the oxygen has left my lungs and do it again. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" As I near the kid, my vision swims as I prepare to do the thing. It balls up inside of me and feels like it exploded out of my eyeballs. Suddenly a few feet in front of the black kid, the ground errupts. Brightly coloured flowers dot the sky as my explosion magic tears the roots from the ground and shoots dirt and flowers into the sky. BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM. I skid to a halt, breathing really heavily with a stupid shit-eating grin on my face. My tongue is sort of flopping out of my mouth as I pant, my small chest heaving in and out. Flower petals rain down from the sky all around us, a few falling on my face as well as some dirt. It gets on my tongue but I don't care. THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME. "So-" Inhale exhale. "-cool-". Inhale exhale. "-right!?" I manage in between breaths. |
Table and Picture by Nicole (Niki)
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5 |
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE |
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow |
He continues to chomp on the flower, idly thinking that perhaps nomming on something strange and colourful isn't the best idea - it could be poisonous and make his peepee fall off. That would suck. But it's too late now, so he savours the mouthy massacre of the pink bloom, swallowing hard as ruined petals stick in his throat. Surprisingly, it's a lot tastier than grass, and the colt's greedy eyes zone in on another similar flower nearby. He turns, oblivious to death and mischief charging towards him. He can hear a scream, but it's probably just Nymeria tripping over her own feet, nothing to be concerned with...his mouth gapes hungrily towards the tasty flower glimmering like a beautiful pink sun, nom nom nom little flower - |
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
Deceased atk: 3.5 | def: 7 | dam: 6 |
Filly :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 3 (ages in Birdsong) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
Princess :: Common Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd |
Shida I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done. The kid is bigger than I am even though he's even more newly born than me, but I don't care. I haven't learned anything about fighting yet, so his youthful bulk doesn't ring any alarms. I wonder if he's the kid of that uptight biyatch who got mad at me for blowing up the stream. She was bulky and hornless just like him. Silently I wonder if he's got a twin too who got all the good blood (Auri's got like ... double magic AND wings. Ugh. ). Little do I know how right I am. "pffffffffffffffffft." I respond, scrunching my face in a nuh-uhhhhhh expression. "I did not. I'm an EXPERT mmmkay." I reply sarcastically. I am an expert okay? Ain't no one ever said accuracy was part of being an expert (or at least no one said that to me). "And it isn't kambloomy." I correct while shaking my head to get rid of the petals that have fallen on me. "It's an EXPLOSION. What are you? New?" Oh. Right. He was. Well. Get your shit together kid I think incredibly hypocritically. "Heck yeah I do." I reply to his question about magic. My chest puffs out a little with pride. He's the first one to be impressed by it. The big bitch was just grumpy, Da encouraged me and Auri just ... well tried to out do me (but HELLO. Explosions are WAY cooler than smoke.) So when the kid takes the least little bit of interest I practically fall over myself to give him more of a show. "First you gotta do the red thing." I explain, trying to channel redness which I now associate with my magic. I feel it bubble inside of me almost instantly. I'm totally getting better at this already. A+ Shida. "Then you just do the thing." I look away from him, targeting a particularly beautiful clump of flowers. The colours that compose their petals so seamlessly blend together that it almost looks like it's one plant, rather than a grouping. It's the type of thing Ma would probably like. So its definitely got to go. "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIJAHHH" I scream as magic jumps from my body, exploding the patch of ground. My entire frame jumps into the air a little as this happens due to my excitement. Once again petals delicately fall down from the sky. "Make it raaaaaaaaaain!" I sing out, prancing forward and twirling under the shower of exploded fauna. "Right? RIGHT?!?!" I inquire, hopping around to stare at the kid, expecting him to agree that this was the coolest thing ever. And I mean, if he was just born it literally could be. Y'know? Welcome to life kid. I'll be your guide. |
Table and Picture by Nicole (Niki)
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5 |
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE |
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow |
If only the boy knew what they had in common - a terminal case of twin envy. It's woefully unfair. Nymeria has magic, and a dragon egg. According to his father's dragon - who he doesn't particularly believe, because surely it's impossible - he has the ability to bond to two companions, a rare and unusual prize, but oh wait, Nymeria can do it too. All the young beast has is a shitty amulet his father gave him, that doesn't actually do anything. But Volterra doesn't resent his twin her gifts, so devoted is he to her. It's a miracle he's managed to peel himself away from her side long enough to explore by himself. He is entitled to be a little bit jealous, though, and to grow a steely determination to obtain everything he possibly can. Including magic. Maybe magic to defend himself from explosive little fillies who look as though they've been eating the special kind of grass. |
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
Deceased atk: 3.5 | def: 7 | dam: 6 |
Filly :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 3 (ages in Birdsong) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
Princess :: Common Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd |
Shida I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done. My Da is the king of special grass, I would say to you if only I could hear the kid's thoughts. I'd also probably bitch a lot about Auriel. Like Ooohh I'm Auriel. I have such a magical sounding name. I have soooo much magic. I was born first, blah blah blah. Who even cares. I crack a smile at the same time the kid does. "You should see what I can do with my poop." I cackle, fanning my rather flappy tail. You want to talk about aim? Oh I'll show you aim like you ain't never seen, son. Oh? One whole week? Well exxcuuuuseeee ME. Guess you just know everything. EXCEPT ANNUNCIATION. HELOVIAN MOTHERFUCKER. DO YOU SPEAK IT. "EX- plosion" I correct, rolling my eyes as if it was something that everybody should know. Even 1 week old noobs. "Like this-" I open my mouth repeatedly making the 'ex' sound silently, my pink lips wavering awkwardly as I did so. When he tells me not to explode all the flowers, I look around, bottom lip pushing upwards slightly in a pout. Da said I could do the thing whenever I wanted. But ... I don't know. The kid is alright I guess. So if I decide that I don't want to explode the flowers anymore then I guess I am still doing the thing whenever I wanted? Since I don't want to? "Yeah okay, I guess." I agree, shrugging and turning back to him. As he mentions poison drool I lean in completely intrigued. SO COOL. SO COOL! I lower my head so that my eyeball is basically at his muzzle height. I inspect him rigorously trying to determine whether or not he had poison drool or not. But .. it just looks sorta regular. awhh...That woulda been neat. "That is cool. My Ma makes this white cold stuff whenever she walks." I'm thinking of snow and ice, but since I was born in BirdSong I've never really seen it before. "But poison drool is defo cooler. My twin can like ... I dunno. Smoke comes out of her mouth - which happens a lot since she never shuts up. She also has like ... this weird magic that makes your brain go all scrambly." I don't really know how to describe it. It makes normal folks go wild, but since I'm already pretty out there it just sorta amplifies it. "Hey kid, can you do any stuffs like that?" I ask, thinking I'm being all polite. |
Table and Picture by Nicole (Niki)
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5 |
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE |
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow |
His eyes widen at her first words, because he's hasn't yet grown out of being gullible. "Your poop asplodes?" he exclaims, practically going starry eyed in awe. He is, after all, a little boy, and little boys tend to like gross stuff. Corrosive saliva, flower-exploding madness? Pah! Exploding poop? Now you're talking. "Show me!" Just to be safe, he takes a step back, because he doesn't want her explosive excrement blowing his hooves off. That would be a deeply undignified way to die. |
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
Deceased atk: 3.5 | def: 7 | dam: 6 |
Filly :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 3 (ages in Birdsong) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
Princess :: Common Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd |
Shida I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done. No idiot. My poop is hella accurate. It doesn't explode. But ... it would but AWESOME if it did! Maybe if he hadn't said as-plosion I would have elaborated, but as it was, I just sort of rocked backwards looking unimpressed. If I had arms to cross and a face that could scowl, I definitely would be. God kid. Do you have marbles in your mouth? Get it together. After I'm done inspecting his mouth for poison, he elaborates mentioning that if you got bit by his Ma your skin would fall of. My eyes widen in surprise. That's like.. WICKEDLY BADASS. I really want to see it. Can she like .. bottle it? Already my mind is reeling. If I could do that AND explode things, I could take out a whole FIELD of flowers. Of course it hadn't occurred to me to use my powers for evil yet - anytime I've come close to hurting someone has purely been coincidental. So I'm not thinking about the incredible amount of damage that I could do if I ever teamed up with his Ma. But ... maybe later I would. "hhgggggg so AWESOME." I gurgle with fascination at his description. He gets weirdly excited about me having a twin, but then my brain starts to do the thinking thing. "Too". thinking....thinking.... AH. Got it. That means he has one too, right? So why the fuck is he so excited? Twins are the WORST. Maybe his isn't a sister - oh no wait. He just said it was. What gives kid? Maybe I just got a rotten one, I think to myself, snorting slightly. "My twin is the WORST. " He continues saying his sister has some cool shit. Frankly I don't know what a dragon is, but I know what it feels like to not have shit. "I bet. It sucks for me too." GO GO GADGET EMPATHY POWERS. But it doesn't last long. Apparently I've been exercising my asshole prowess too much lately, because as the kid goes on to say that he got nothing out of the deal, I actually feel better about myself. I mean. Yeah sure Auri has more magic, but I'm not plain like him, y'know? I got magics and a horn. He just got ... I dunno. Like some extra height? Is that something folks care about? "You don't even have a horn or anything. Did it like .. break off?" Then it occurs to me that if his Ma can make stuff melt off, maybe he had wings or a horn and they got poisoned? "Did your Ma take your wings?" I whisper, looking around. I mean I don't know, maybe it's a touchy subject. |
Table and Picture by Nicole (Niki)
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5 |
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE |
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow |
She doesn't seem willing to reveal whether or not her poop can, in fact, explode. Being the boy he is, he decides to believe that it can. Starry-eyed expression lavishes its attention on her rear end, as though expecting her to deposit a grenade for his amusement. He has to resist the urge to wander behind and lift up her tail to have a gander at the source of the bomb-making. At this age, the colt has no regard for physical boundaries, and wants to either poke, lick, bite or kick anything that holds his interest, for better or for worse. His morbid fascination with anything different pushes him to, sometimes literally, stick his nose in everywhere he possibly can. |
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
Deceased atk: 3.5 | def: 7 | dam: 6 |
Filly :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 3 (ages in Birdsong) HP: 62.5 | Buff: NOVICE |
Princess :: Common Hellhound :: Hellfire Odd |
Shida I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done. "Yeah!!" I agree. I mean, as long as she doesn't like... slober on me. I think it would be AWESOME to meet her. She sounds wicked badass. But ... am I allowed to think another Ma is badass? I mean, that doesn't mean my Ma isn't, does it? Because while dripping-from-your-lips-rot-your-flesh-off magic sounds waaaay cooler than I-make-shit-cold magic, I guess ... I just sort of inherently think Ma is the shit, y'know? Hmmmm. I hope I didn't say anything I shouldn't have. As he mentions that he might have remembered if his horn had been removed, I merely shrug. I don't have a good grasp of pain yet - the only things that have hurt are when Auri kicks me, and that only hurts for a few seconds. I basically forget about it after a day, and if you asked me to remember what that precise pain felt like now? Well ... I don't think I'd be able to. Besides, the kid's only been topside for what? A week? Like he knows. Still, I shrug. "I dunno. Probs would." However as he suggests that only birds have wings, I snicker loudly. I know enough to know that my sister isn't a bird. And if she isn't a bird, then it's just false that only things with wings are bird. LOGIC'D. I shake my horned head. "No. Idjit. She isn't a bird. My Ma has wings, but my Da doesn't. Maybe that's how Auri got both ... like, horns from Da and wings from Ma?" So why didn't I get both? Well, like the kid said, at least I got something. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wait! Idea! "Hey, you sure you're their kid? I mean ... they got stuff, and your twin's got stuff and you don't. So maybe like ... they found you or something? How do you know you're their kid?" If I remember anything about my own birth, it's that it was fucking confusing. I remember dark and then I remember light, and I remember Auri being an insta-bitch about everything. But isn't it possible that like ... they just grabbed this kid from somewhere? |
Table and Picture by Nicole (Niki)
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5 |
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE |
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow |
Already he's mentally going over introducing his new explosive BFF to his mother and sister. Confutatis will probably give her the stink-eye and try to get as much information about her herd out of her as possible, possibly by means of venom-related torture...whereas Nymeria will probably just give her the stink-eye for coming within a fifty-foot radius of her twin. Maybe bringing her home to meet the family isn't the best idea he's ever had, then, but he simply can't resist showing her that he actually isn't a complete dullard and in fact has a very interesting and magically-inclined family. Unfortunately for him, he fished from the arse-end of the genetic pool when he was made, and lacks any of his family's talents, but if it's the last thing he does he will prove that he isn't boring, dammit! |
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]