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Fantasy Battle of the Gods

ConverseGhost

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Please no :


God-modding


Bunnying (unless special permission is given)


Romance is allowed but just fade to black if you have to


Be respectful


Out of Character posts in Out of Character


Be active (once a week at least, message me if you're dropping or taking a leave of absence)


Foul language is acceptable IN character but try to keep it classy


RPN rules


Spoilers hurt people; try not to post them


Try to be literate and grammarly correct


Gore can be described but I don't want people losing their lunch over your post



Character Form!



Name:


Age:



Breed:



Bio:



Personality:



Appearance (Human Form):



Appearance (Hyperbreed Form):



Pack / Coven / Flock (What do Dragon's go under...?):



Sexual Preference?:



Relationship?:



Tell me you love me! Just kidding...






Dragon-


In the normal day, a Human could look up and see you. Normally, they'd believe you were an airplane and shake it off. Some see you for what you are but still doubt themselves. Because your race wasn't wrote down. Not like the others. Your race wasn't taken seriously like the others. You look Human. But your powers extend farther than that of one. A Dragon can shift into, well, a Dragon. Your bones break and snap but with that pain comes great power. You can become the biggest and powerful kind of shifter; a Dragon. A scaled beast that breathes fire and can create craters in the ground just by stomping. But you can't just roam free. Dragon's are the sworn protectors of the Humans. Nobody knows why or how it became their position, but Dragons will risk their lives for the safety of Humans. And that's final. Unless you rebel.


Wolf (Werewolf)-


The Wolf is a majestic creature. But when paired with a Human, you have something that's dangerous. Of course, you aren't hunting Humans, are you? You are part of a Pack, a giant group of specially bred shifters that are born to hunt and kill Vampires. They don't mess with Dragons, but if they have to, they'll group up and take down a Rogue Dragon that's becoming a threat. There are three types of Wolves; Alpha's, Beta's and Rogues. Alpha's have the power to half-shift; become half-man, half-Wolf. A beast that stands on its hind legs but has the features of a Wolf. The real Wolf-man. But there can only be one Alpha.


Vampires-


The bad guy of the bunch. The ones that feed off of Humans, killing them for blood. They're the prey of the Wolves and they watch for Dragons. But they have the advantage in numbers. Vampires take on the ability to easily take on thralls and find willing members to take to their coven. You can walk in the sunlight and look Human. Unless you're desperately thirsty. Then you're eyes sink in, bruises under your eyes and the leftover blood rushes to your eyes and you look inhuman. But you can be good, right? No? Okay, okay, I'll make sure not to cross you.


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Dragon's Cliff-


A stonewall castle, on the cliff for easy landing and take offs.





Dragon Library-


The biggest library that consists of all the history of the three breeds. It contains the most valuable book for their kind.





Wolf's Mansion-


It may look beautiful but it holds danger. It looks to be a plush and pampered house of the rich but deeper inside, are their darkest secrets.





The Underbelly-


It's the reservation for the ones who can't fight or aren't old enough to. The Wolves who are young or sick or injured. Homes lined down the streets yet it's giant to hold shifted Dragons.





Vampire EpiCenter-


The 'Palace.' It contains the safest place for the Vampires. A place where they can be themselves. Kinda sounds like a bordering school if you aske me...





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Dragon's Cliff-


A stonewall castle, on the cliff for easy landing and take offs.





Dragon Library-


The biggest library that consists of all the history of the three breeds. It contains the most valuable book for their kind.





Wolf's Mansion-


It may look beautiful but it holds danger. It looks to be a plush and pampered house of the rich but deeper inside, are their darkest secrets.





The Underbelly-


It's the reservation for the ones who can't fight or aren't old enough to. The Wolves who are young or sick or injured. Homes lined down the streets yet it's giant to hold shifted Dragons.





Vampire EpiCenter-


The 'Palace.' It contains the safest place for the Vampires. A place where they can be themselves. Kinda sounds like a bordering school if you aske me...





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Please no :


God-modding


Bunnying (unless special permission is given)


Romance is allowed but just fade to black if you have to


Be respectful


Out of Character posts in Out of Character


Be active (once a week at least, message me if you're dropping or taking a leave of absence)


Foul language is acceptable IN character but try to keep it classy


RPN rules


Spoilers hurt people; try not to post them


Try to be literate and grammarly correct


Gore can be described but I don't want people losing their lunch over your post


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Caraline Pierce was a powerful Alpha. She was concerned more for the other Hyperbreeds than her own Pack. She was concerned about the growth rate of the Vampires and the Dragon's seemed to be getting more of a concern as well. A few Rogues here and there and talk of a Dragon from the beginning of time. Dear God. Cari bit her thumbnail, an old habit. A Dragon that old could prove problems. And with the appearance of some Vampires along her territory lines put Caraline into a fit of concern and worry.
 
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Lucas walked in the room that Caraline was in. He had just gotten back from one of the patrols around the territory line. "You're biting your thumb." He said to her, taking a bite of an apple he had picked from a tree on the way back. "What's wrong?" He asked his voice muffled by the chunk of apple he was chewing. He always tried to help Caraline out when he could, he felt he owed her that much. Her taking him in was the first decent thing that had happened to him in his entire life. In fact looking at it that way, he pretty much owed her his life.
 
She jumped and smiled, ruffling up the young pup's hair. "Nothing's wrong, Lucas. What's up? How was the patrol? Anymore Vampires?" Cari looked at him, eyes wide for an answer. She heard of that Monster Wolf that was sighted close by but she said nothing of it, not wanting to worry him. Caraline didn't understand why the teenager didn't want to go out and be with friends but she never brought it up. She had heard a few things about his past life and didn't blame the poor thing. She was his family now and she tried to show that in every possible way. "You hungry?"
 
He laughed as she messed with his hair, "Nah, it's been pretty quiet out there so far." He told her. "Think maybe their up to something?" He asked, he hadn't been with her too long and still wasn't sure about everything. He'd only encountered a vampire once or twice now. "And yeah I could go for a bite to eat." He knew she was worried about something, after all she had been biting her thumb which he now knew was her nervous habit. He decided not worry about it for now, but it did make him a bit anxious. He wanted to prove to her that he was capable, and he was certainly waiting for that chance.


The sky was gentle and warm, the clouds below soft and inviting as Suiren flew through the air. It was peaceful up here, calmness swept over her like the wind itself. She could see the world from up here, just watching as nature went on below her. Seeing the beauty made her heart swell with joy, and she wished she could fly forever. Sadly though she was growing weary, and would need to land for a short break. She had to be careful though, despite the fact that she truly cared for nature and mankind she could not afford to be seen by them. Some would not understand and attempt to hurt her, and she could not bare it if it would come to her having to hurt one of those poor creatures. So she gentle glided down through the clouds, avoiding the human populations nearby and landing in a small forest next to river. She remained in her dragon form, drinking the cool water the river had to offer.
 
Nezera was strolling around in a human town. She was quite hungry and was looking for a pray. She spotted a man who was mabey 30-ish years who smoked in an dark alley. Perfect. She went up to him and said, with her most seductive voice;


"Hi there, darling. Are you feeling lonely this dark night? 'Cause I suuure do."


"I can be your company, if you want to." He said and put his arms around her waist.


"I would love to." She whispered in his ear and put her arms around his shoulders. Their mouth touched and they started kissing. He was good, what a shame that this was his last kiss. She went down to his neck and bit, and soon he was completely empty. She wiped her mouth and whispered to the dead body;


"Farewell, Loverboy."


She was quite sure that one of those fat snakes had seen her, but she didn't mind. If one came, it has to be in human form, and she could beat a dragon in human form. She smiled, hoping for one to show up. Dragon blood tasted delicious.
 
Christabella was perched in a high tree that was perched in the border lines for her breed. It had become a habit of hers since she was shunned from her little town. She loved to gaze down at the forest or the home where the alpha was along with another young wolf. She sighed and jumped down from the lArge tree, landing swiftly on her feet. She sat at the trunk so she was covered in the shade. She loved it here, somewhere she was accepted to be her, and what she was.
 
Then, a mighty shake shook the ground once more.


From the lands of Falkrieth, three of the mightiest volcanoes began to erupt. Of course, this was no concern to occur, the rim of mountains and volcanoes as well would prove a substancial bowl-like structure to keep hazards from being released. But what came out of the volcanoes was something odd. Dragons, large and engulfed in fire, began to soar through the skies. From afar, it seemed like a beautiful display of magic amongst the sky. But from up close, near the rims of the forests, words shouted within dragon tongue of return and power. The three dragons flew over the forest, each choosing a sepearate location to observe. One would head to the mountains, the other staying in the forest. The third would head to the waterlands, where an immense moment would occur. But yet, this third had its eye caught upon a down, its body shifting as it crashed into the ground. The dragon became man, his height taller than average, around the mark of six feet. He wore a full set of armor, yellow and white like that of a paladin. He walked amongst the town, finding interest in it strangely as he would usually observe and report. He only remained there for a few moments, then the disappearance of the dragon would be solved as he formed once more, leaping into the air and a thick boom of fire impulsing around him as it gave him a boost. He flew with a hasty manner, but soon slowed down as his journey returned. Although this gave away the return of such an ancient race of dragons, it was also a benifactor as well as a mistake. Those would know of their presence, and perhaps decide to join a cause that would soon be revealed to the world. But yet, the dragons only flew amongst the world, their eyes seeing everything as they watched the lands which their master once ruled.
 
"They must be. I swear, it's like I'm waiting for them to show up on our doorstep...Look, now I sound crazy. Anyways, we should go out to the city to see if we can scent any blood-suckers. We need to check up on the Dragons; need to see if they're doing their job," she nodded to the doorway, making sure he followed. She lead him down the hallway to the armory. Not really for armor, the only armor in there was for her Half-shifted form. It was more to store weapons. She tucked a dagger in one boot, a dagger in the other. She tucked a few more daggers in her purse and tossed two over to Lucas. "Just in case."
 
Lucas caught the dagger in mid air, tucked in his belt and pulled his shirt over it. "Thanks." He said, he hadn't come into dire enough situation to need one of these yet and he hoped he wouldn't have to. "We gonna grab Chris on the way out? I think she's outside."
 
"Yeah. Go get her and bring her these," she handed him two daggers. She flicked out her hands, her claws appearing. Cari grimaced and turned away, rubbing her arms. "Go ahead. I got to take something," she passed him in the doorway and made her way to her room. She had to take medication so she could handle her anger impulses. If she didn't, she'd lose it on something as simple as being cut-off. And she didn't want the kids seeing her like that.
 
Christabella shifted under the tree, her brown eyes beginning to get sharper with her sight. She shook her head and stood up, stretching. Her wolf side badly wanted to come out, but instead she held in the urge and looked towards the house as her keen hearing heard footsteps and the sound of daggers.
 
Nezera kept on draining some humans on her way through the city, she wasn't thirsty but she really wanted a dragon to visit her. And the toughts of fighting a dragon and then sucking it dry was exiting, it was a long time since last time.


The time was ticking away, and no dragon came to stop her. She was a bit dissapointed, but kept on going. The night wasn't over yet.
 
Caraline walked outside, nodding to the young Wolves. "Lets get this party started," she smiled and shifted, her Wolf giant. She barked at them to follow her lead and began to sprint towards the city. She could smell Vampires, and pushed herself faster, darting between trees. She couldn't let those things take innocent lives, even if she didn't care too much for them. It was more like she wasn't going to let the other boys and girls play with the toys she wasn't playing with. Just because.
 
Nezera heard distant barks, quickly coming closer. Awesome, Some werewolfs are coming! She should probably hide though, 'cause even if she doesn't want to hurt them, she's pretty sure that they would enjoy tearing her apart with their big paws. She climbed up on a roof and laid down. They would smell her, but she would have some time to observe them and she would get away before they could reach her.


She started to wait impatienly.
 
Cari barked at the two behind her, sniffing out a vampire. He could see piles of bodies. She snarled and her fur began to stand on end. She could smell its thick and bloody scent, hating it immediately. Come on out, you blood sucker. I'm itching to tear out into pieces. She looked up, seeing a flash of movement. Caraline barked, it echoing loudly. Get down here, you coward!
 
There were tree werewolfs down on the street. Three! And one of them was an Alpha to! She nearly exploded of joy. The Alpha barked at her to get down, but instead she answered;


"Shoudn't you be in human form now? You will be in big trouble if sombody sees you!" They were truly wonderful down there, with their shining fur and their pointy teeth. And their barks..."sigh"...were deep and powerfull. She gad even spent some time to understand their barking a couple of years ago and it was truly worth it.
 
The dragon returned soon from its observations.


It exploded into form from the blast of fire which occured earlier, landing upon a house, roaring in power and pride. The flames of the ancients smouldered the fire, turning it to a black rock to support his weight as his head loomed down towards a smaler pack of wolves. The dragon was large, bigger than the average size which had it struggle to keep its balance upon the roof of the dragon. It hissed loudly, the bright yellow scales down and around its neck shooting out flames as a large fireball was sent towards the pack. It then looked up towards a vampire, its tale swishing to leave a line of fire, strangely acting like that of a thrown blade and slowly hovering towards the vampire, but began to pick up speed.
 
The sound of beating wings was loud even against the rush of the wind dancing above the cloud cover. Through the thick clouds the soft green of thick forestry could be seen. If not for the heavy clouds such a movement as was currently occurring would have made a strange sight to behold.


Above the clouds flew a small thunder of dragons. One by one they began to tighten their wings, breaking through the cloud cover and coming down to alight on a large mountain These dragons were all rather young and as such rather small by dragon standards in size. All shared the same lean build and smooth black hides. All seemed to be patiently waiting.


Just above there perch a loud sound like grinding stones could be heard. A deep rumble that seemed akin to a chuckle shook trees and stones.


The mountain itself seemed to move, rising higher. However it was not the mountain but a dragon of a much bigger size than the others. It's scales blended perfectly with the surrounding rock and snow, an intricate pattern of whites and greys. As it stood however the scales began to change color starting at the slender snout.


Soon its color was the same as all the others, a glistening black. Unlike the others it was extremely large, the lean and wiry muscled body dominating the mountain peak. The long tail curled around the lower edge and deadly talons gripped the stone.


Dark lines indicated scars were the dragons hide had been broken, scars of battles long past. A single luminous gold eye scanned the younger ones. This dragon, Kurenai, was the leader of this small thunder, the BlackTalons. A rouge dragon thunder, comprised of Shadowscale dragons.


Satisfied that her thunder was safe and gathered she growled orders for them to remain, rest, and stay on guard. Emitting an earthshaking roar she rose into the air. Massive wings cast a shadow as the elegant creature lifted into the air. With a speed inproportionate to its size the dragon swept away.


Things were changing. Lines were being drawn, and she was ready. She would bow to no creature. A grin curved the massive muzzle as she glided closer to the city.
 
Caraline was about to give another smart comment but the arrival of the Dragon scared her. Damnit, stop throwing fireballs and get that damn vampire! I'm on your team right now! Cari snarled back trying to attract to attention off the two Wolves and onto the Vampire. She ducked behind the Vampire and snapped at it, to signal she was helping.
 
Suddenly a big dragon appeared. She had been to focused on the wolfs that she hadn't noticed the huge creature. She dodged an attack, but burnt her shoulder. She screamed. It was the biggest dragon she had ever seen, and she could never fight it when it still was in dragon form and the werewolfs were getting quite aggresive to. She fled, jumping down the roof and started running. She was very fast and there was no change that they could get to her. The dragon was to big to follow her and she found some water were she washed herself of, so that the wolfies couldn't smell her. She started running again, this time heading to the EpiCenter.
 
The dragon roared in anger, a voice echoing throughout the sky, an ancient and dark tone unheard for many millenia, a language of dragon which had to be translated. "Dahk vient unt shrovahl! Dare you mock my presence!" The dragon hissed, a second fireball exploding into the ground, smaller, more agile dragons with barely adapted wings gaining on the vampire. They'd be easy to kill, but the fire was dangerous. Meanwhile, the dragon snapped its head towards the pack, hissing once more. "Dush fahl mevan. Come, warriors, test your mettle." He roared once more, leaping down onto the ground and seeming to grow, the fires on his body seeming to grow smaller but his body was growing from the magic. He shot his head up to the dragon pack he could feel coming, multiple on their way. He had to improvise as he had time, turning around at a fast pace, his tail not moving. He looked over his shoulder to see the three, his tail speeding forward to damage or better yet kill one of them, but could be dodged.
 
A sudden roar ripped through the air. With a thunderous shake the female dragon landed, lean body between the wolves and the other dragon. The lean tail curved to deflect the elder dragons. The massive head turned a single motion indicating to the wolves the importance in their escape.


Turning back to the elder the Shadowscale stood her ground. Without words she began to speak, the wordless communication between dragon kin easily understandable.


" Leave old one... The city is,no place for the dov to display their strength..."
 
The dragon roared, sending fire above the dragon's head which barely damaged her skin, knowing it would damage her rather than speak to her. Within his mind, he responded: "Dunt bahl maveng! Shall not you interfere with that you know not of, sister! You settle your thoughts with that of the unknown!" He forwarded towards the group, flames growing larger as he grew slightly larger, evening out the size to the point where she was larger than him, but not by a lot. "Meviehk shahl navan! How do you name me when you know not of me?" He questioned, his head twisting to the side as this moment was a small argument.
 
She ran through the forest. Shit went down fast. She glanced at the wound. It looked bad.


She thought that atleast some other dragons were following her. But it wasn't far to the Epicenter, so she was probably safe. For the moment, at least. That big dragon...it was very, very big. And it seemed pissed, and probably woudn't let her go this easy.


She was angry and full of shame. Those bastards had went up too her with tree wolfs, one enormous dragon and at least one small dragon. She had no other choice than to flee. But why were they so many? And why were big daddy dragon there? He seemed far to important to put up a fight with a single vampire. She smiled as a thought stroke her. Mabey they are so scared of her that they sent their biggest dragon to eliminate her?





It made her feel a little bit better as she opened the hidden door and went in.
 
Duragon had felt the immense power and presence of dragons and had hastily made his way in that direction, in human form, and when he got there it was a sight to see. He wasn't quite sure of himself but he believed that he was was looking at the dragon that his father use to tell him stories of back in the day, like the Original Dragon or First, and although he had listened in earnest he had thought that perhaps the story was a bit far-fetched..but this changed his thoughts on that completely. He was wearing a patch over his left eye, which covered up his Dragon's eye, so that he would be able to walk around and public without drawing so much attention, and as he noticed another Shadowscale dragon there he smirked. He knew he must've looked tiny and insignificant to these two so he kept atop a rooftop nearby and stood and watched and listened to the exchange between them, not saying a word.
 

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