Doctor Disharmony
Senior Member
Welcome to Alveron, the expansive and beautiful realm belonging to a race of highly intelligent beings with powers beyond human comprehension. Yes, Dragons (what else would it be?). Beings who once ruled this world with an iron fist claw, who functioned together in wondrous harmony and peace.
It was do to the balance maintained by the three Gods: Alvox, the God of light. Sorian, the God of Darkness. Then finally, Tempus, the Goddess of Time. So what happens when Sorian becomes corrupted and attempts to use his beloved Tempus to unleash his own visions of a darkened world? Destruction, of course. After a century long struggle between the Gods (and the Goddess), it was only because of Sorian's own loss of control that he was unsuccessful. But as he failed, so did Tempus, who had to sacrifice herself in order to save Alvox, to save the world, to save even Sorian himself. It was the knowledge that she would soon return on the alignment of the seven moons in a new and more powerful form. It would be until then that Alvox ruled the realm with his wisdom, and they would once again maintain said balance.
But the harmony has been lost.
The peace has broken.
Now all we have is war.
Sorian has returned upon the reincarnation of Tempus, separating himself from his brother to crate a legion of dark followers. The population itself was cut in half, many going to the side of this shadow master.
Numbers faltering, resources dying, the good is loosing against the evil.
Whose side are you on?
Here are some basic pictures of the "feel" of the world. Yes, I know some are from Avatar, but I couldn't find any other photos with any other damned resemblance for what I had in mind. Keep in mind, after the war started it is nearly always nighttime (or the sky is just purple-is/pink), and the seven moons are always in the sky.There are only a couple hours of daylight.
RULES:
*No god-modding. Not here, not there, not EVER.
*No Mary-Sue's or Gary-Stue's
*I'm fine with foul language. Curse like a sailor if you feel like it. But when OOC, try to not verbally bash another player too severely with your potty language.
*Romance is fantastic, in fact, it is encouraged. I only have to say: in the case that your characters are about to "get some", fade to black before it becomes more intense then allowed by the site.
*I'm not asking for you to speak with the fluency of an English professor, but if your grammar is bad enough to cause a problem, you bet your butt you'll be booted. No text-talk ether.
*NO ONE-LINERS.
*Have fun!
Average size for full grown males is a height of 19-30 feet, females are usually from 14-20 in height. Weight and length varies, but go along that. Sometimes you will get males that are the size of females, and females that are the size of males. This is just a basic size guideline to prevent any really ridiculous physical peaks.
CHARACTER SKELLY:
Name:
Age: (just put ether hatchling, young adult, adult, middle-aged, or old dusty bat)
Wingspan: (let's be reasonable. And remember, not all dragons have wings. If you are one of them then just leave it blank.)
Length: (from the tip of your tail to the tip of your snout. Also be reasonable here. Keep in mind the females are ALWAYS smaller then the males in almost every way. Sometimes its even drastically.)
Height: (the bottom of your claws to the top of your head/horns/fins/whatever. And still, be reasonable)
Overall appearance: (If you can use a picture, that is beyond awesome. If not, then a vivid description is just as good)
Basic personality:
Short Bio: (Nothing to long (unless you want it to be, then of course). Just a bit about there past, yadda yadda yadda.)
Faction: (Good guy, bad guy, neutral good, neutral bad)
Power: (Basic elements like Fire, Water, Air, and Earth. These branch off into rarer things, like Fire to electricity, Water to healing, Air to super-speed, and Earth to metal. Even rarer are mental orientated powers. Light and darkness are the RAREST, no others then the Gods have been seen with them. There is only ONE time dragon. But GET creative with your powers!!!! I want to see what you guys can come up with!!)
MY CHARACTERS:
Name: Nightfire
Age: Young Adult (about 17 or 18 in human mentality)
Wingspan: 20 ft
Length: 15 ft
Height: 14 ft
Overall appearance: She is generally a small dragon, being of slender and feminine build. Most of her scales are a stunning silver traced with swirling patterns of black. Her underbelly is a deep sapphire blue. Instead of spikes along her back and tail, she instead has flames of green and aquamarine trailing up her spine. Unlike most dragons, her ears are actually very visible, and stick out much like that of a rabbits. Her left eyes is a stunning emerald green, her right is a striking ice blue. The inside of her wings, though outlined by the silver scales, is the same blue as her underbelly. She is actually a very beautiful dragon.
Basic personality: Highly intelligent, eccentric, unorthodox, adventurous, slightly reckless at times, extremely curious, a leader at heart. She is excessively witty and clever, prone to sarcasm and such. Her persona is a very unique and strange one, constantly undergoing many swings and unusual tendencies. Her smooth talking skills are just as incredible as her crowd engaging skills. Others tend to gravitate towards her due to her strong, will-full, powerful presence. Her equally unique methods may surprise many, but they usually work out for the best. She also loves to invent things, using these devices on the battlefield. In a fight, despite being small, she strikes her opponents weakest spots and can bring down an enemy 5 times her size. Her speed and elegance greatly contribute to her shear fighting power, as she can move between strong head-on assaults to slick sneak attacks, and is equally comfortable in both.
Short Bio: Nightfire is the reincarnation of Tempus. The whole story of that situation was already written, so I'll just go from when she first appeared on this world once again. She hatched in the darkest caverns of the badlands (this is a large area where Sorian has complete control. It is overwhelmed by decay and darkness, destruction and battle). Being completely alone, it's a wonder how she managed to survive. It is said that she survived in the abandoned Crystal caverns, mythical caves deep under-ground which are supposed to be toxic towards most beings. Using the resources there, just barely able to get along, she found herself at constant battle with squadrons from Sorian's command. Of course, nobody knew WHO she really was, in fact, not even SHE knew who she really was. It was only on a special mission from Alvox's forces did she come into contact with the ancient God. Knowing she held potential for being the very Goddess in which both factions had been desperately searching for, he managed to convince her to maintain contact. At his falling ill, he requested that she work with the Crimson Guard, specially trained dragons with elite purposes in both offense and defense. She has just arrived to their base.
Faction: Neutral good
Power: Time
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Name: Maddox
Age: Adult (about 20-25 in mentality)
Wingspan: 30 ft
Length: 27 ft
Height: 23 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: He knows the value of looking good and isn't afraid to let others know it. It's not simply his own lines he's interested in; he has an appreciation for "well-built" beings of all sizes and factions... and a nasty penchant for tearing them apart after he's done admiring them. Slick, sly and snobbish, he's Sorian's "hunter", going on special missions to take down the enemy, and professes both a preference and proficiency for destruction as well as capture. However, his incredible skill has kept him in high demand; he's even performed vital roles in a great many battles. His flirtatious and sensual manner is also a huge part of his personality, and he expresses it with nearly EVERYBODY.
On the battlefield, Maddox typically works with Sorian's second in command, Sycon. Maddox is the speedster of the duo, swiftly striking his victim's vulnerabilities with his power in debilitating sneak attacks.
Short Bio: Maddox is not, as to say, "Evil". In fact, he just wishes to freely express his will to manipulate others into doing as he commands. The opportunity to join Sorian's forces provided just that, as his skills would be praised opposed to looked down upon. He left the Crimson Guard and soon worked himself into a comfortable rank underneath the Lord of Darkness, savoring the freedom of destruction. Generally working with Sycon, the two have formed an odd battle partnership, as they are usually paired up for missions. They fight constantly, though do have a certain respect for one another.
Faction: Bad guy
Power: Hypnotism
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Name: Sycon
Age: Adult (about 25-29 in mentality)
Wingspan: 39 3/4 ft
Length: 30 ft
Height: 28 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Treacherous. Standoffish. Narcissistic, foul-tempered. Power-hungry and driven by jealousy. Calculating. Wrathful. Independent. Insecure and unpredictable.
Sycon works best when he operates through the three ideals that earned him his position as Second in Command of Sorian's army: lying, manipulation, and deceit. When all else fails, a bit of sabotage never hurts either. He is a devious long-term planner, capable of devising complex schemes against his enemies (and his fellows) that might take months or years to weave into completion. Even when his plans fail every retreat is a calculated risk, designed to fulfill a greater purpose.
In combat he is a sadistic pragmatist who uses his speed and superior flying skills to his advantage. Sycon will not be goaded into a fight that might put him in the direct path of harm, preferring instead to exploit the flaws and weaknesses of his opponents. When he does attack it is indirectly, from stealth or from behind, or when it is least expected. He will not hesitate to kill the helpless or unarmed. A dangerously savvy villain, Sycon refuses to play by any rules except those he has created.
Name: Alvox
Age: Old Dusty Bat (has the mentality of somebody about 40-50)
Wingspan: 50 ft
Length: 45 ft
Height: 44 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality:Wise, strong, kind, powerful. He is a leader at heart, using his gentle yet affirmative nature to ensure the loyalty of his followers. Being the complete opposite of treacherous, this old dragon is prepared to give his life to the cause of balance. He is neither good nor evil, but instead focuses on what is right for the realm.
Short Bio: Described earlier, except that he currently has fallen terribly ill.
Faction: Good guy
I am going to post some other awesome characters I had created, in case any of you guys would want to take them. If so, I love you forever, if not, that's just as fine.
Name: Blindside
Age: Adult (about 30 in mentality)
Wingspan: 43 ft
Length: 31 ft
Height: 29 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Blindside has, in fact, THREE personalities (I mean, he does have three heads).
Personality #1: The first head to the left. An absolutely insane, random, utterly unpredictable persona who wants nothing more then to cut everything up (literally). #1 is completely obsessed with dissection. He talks a bit faster then normal, is ALWAYS excited, and in general (aside from the murderous tendencies) would be considered a very fun being to be around (that is, if he wasn't trying to rip you to shreds).
Personality #2: The head in the middle. An extremely violent, hot-headed, egotistic, arrogant person who has the constant desire to beat up any being who even slightly suggests something he doesn't like. He gets distracted easily, and is really very dull mind-wise. His brute power is enough to scare away must opponents.
Personality #3: The head on the far right. An incredible intelligent, cold, calculating, decisive person who just adores showing off his smarts. True to his power, he is indeed very cold and is prone to excessively harsh tendencies. But, being reasonable, he is willing to bargain IF and only IF, you have the right price. #3 is also the "leader" head, as in he is basically in charge of the others, constantly keeping them in check.
Short Bio: Blindside used to be perfectly sane, with each and every head kept in check. Being a medic, he contributed much to Alvox's forces. But it was due to a horrible accident that every possible mental screw in his mind just *poof*, fell apart. He had always been extremely fond of working in his lab, actually it was his passion, but it was that one particular incident that changed everything. He became cruel and crazy, turning his experiments from good intent to that of evil. When Sorian rose to power, somebody with his skills was needed for the darker faction. Now he works there, continuing to experiment and treat those he is required to. Blindside has even performed incredibly vital procedures on Sorian himself. Though he prefers to tear apart his patients opposed to actually healing them, he is a skilled surgeon. And don't think that because he used to be a healer he's not a fighter. Blindside will furiously battle almost any opponent, and is usually seen in the war-zone contributing to the blood shed.
Faction: Bad guy
Power: Head #1, metal. Head #2, fire. Head #3, Ice.
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Name: Axel
Age: Older adult (about mid-40s in mentality)
Wingspan: 32 ft
Length: 28 ft
Height: 27 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: The good guy's resident doctor. While he is a medic, he does not have a particularly good bedside manner as he frequently throws things like tools at his patients if they got hurt for doing something stupid/something they could have avoided. He only threw things once he had repaired them properly of course. He is very sarcastic, grouchy/grumpy, and a loner. Despite this, however, he is a caring dragon who wants to do the best thing. He would never admit that, of course. So do not expect him to be very compassionate, he just wants to do his job and be left alone. He does have a soft spot for hatchlings though. Many say that the reason he chooses to push others away is because he is afraid of loosing them, just as he has lost so many others in this war.
Short Bio: An adviser (and friend) to Alvox, Axel has been around a long time. Its been in that long time where he has faced constant struggle in this war. He lost a great many close comrades to Sorian's forces and is determined to not loose anymore. Axel wants to help others, but has a tough way of doing it.
Faction: Good guy
Power: Healer
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Name: Sparkplug
Age: Young Adult (mentality of an 18-19 year old)
Wingspan: 25 ft
Length: 22 ft
Height: 19 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Competitive, sporty, fun-loving, reckless. He is extremely loyal, though is prone to doing stupid things. He's very clumsy as well. Sparkplug LOVES to prank others, and sometimes pushes the limits of practical joking a little too far. His jokes are terribly cheesy, but that doesn't stop him from thinking they're the funnies things in the world. Sometimes over-estimating his abilities, he has a severe tendency to get into sticky situations. But do not UNDERESTIMATE his abilities ether, his sting is just as powerful as his bite.
Short Bio: His entire life, Sparkplug has wanted nothing more then to be a warrior. Working through protocol and training, he found himself finally positioned as a scout for the Crimson Guard. Despite the fact that he is constantly causing trouble, he has proved himself a good fighter with good intent.
Faction: Good guy
Power: Electricity
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Name: Blink
Age: Young Adult (about 19-20 in mentality)
Wingspan: 27 ft
Length: 24 ft
Height: 23 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Fast. That's the best way to describe Blink. Everything he does, he does with speed that is matched by no other. He even talks at a super-pace. His mind is as quick as his feet/wings, and he is extremely smart. Fast-talking, excitable, and prone to worry or complain. Can sometimes slow his speech when he wants to be taken seriously. He hates when others get in his way, especially when it interferes with his plan. Otherwise he is loyal, a bit of a flirt, and very competitive.
Short Bio: A prized cadet in the Crimson Guard, Blink has always been fiercely dedicated to fighting evil forces. He sees himself as a soldier, always has and always will. His super-speed comes to great usage in nearly every situation, as he can defeat even much larger opponents and get out of tough predicaments.
Faction: Good Guy
Power: Super speed
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Name: Sorian
Age: Old dusty bat (mentality of a 30-40 year old)
Wingspan: 60 ft
Length: 52 ft
Height: 49 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Sorian has earned his place as the leader of a faction, not having the faith and confidence of other dragons placed him in through the blind following of a demi-religious artefact. He has earned his place through sheer will to power, and he believes that it is through such will and strength that Alveron will be rebuilt to its former glory. The good cause has spread like a cancer, and like a cancer it has destroyed the body whole. Unity can only come about through obliterating those destructive forces, not trying to make peace that will never last because of differing ideals. In evolution the strong survive and the weak perish - for the good of the species. Alveronians have simply evolved enough to be able to identify the weakest of them; that is, the soft-sparked followers of his brother.
Sorian, though not impulsive or reckless in himself, can quickly be driven to be so through all-consuming rage. He relishes battle, the simple language of combat leaving no room for disillusion, and he particularly relishes close combat with his antithesis brother. His feelings towards Alvox are not simply loathing, but also frustration, pride and a degree of envy that he has led armies without threatening them.
Sorian sees himself as an island that has endured for centuries and will endure centuries more, habituated to war and all the invigorations that come with it. A small part of him is dedicated to his iron-hold on commanding the faction because he knows how much it torques off Sycon, and that's a fun puppet to watch dancing itself into a frenzy.
Faction: BAD GUY
Power: Darkness
It was do to the balance maintained by the three Gods: Alvox, the God of light. Sorian, the God of Darkness. Then finally, Tempus, the Goddess of Time. So what happens when Sorian becomes corrupted and attempts to use his beloved Tempus to unleash his own visions of a darkened world? Destruction, of course. After a century long struggle between the Gods (and the Goddess), it was only because of Sorian's own loss of control that he was unsuccessful. But as he failed, so did Tempus, who had to sacrifice herself in order to save Alvox, to save the world, to save even Sorian himself. It was the knowledge that she would soon return on the alignment of the seven moons in a new and more powerful form. It would be until then that Alvox ruled the realm with his wisdom, and they would once again maintain said balance.
But the harmony has been lost.
The peace has broken.
Now all we have is war.
Sorian has returned upon the reincarnation of Tempus, separating himself from his brother to crate a legion of dark followers. The population itself was cut in half, many going to the side of this shadow master.
Numbers faltering, resources dying, the good is loosing against the evil.
Whose side are you on?
Here are some basic pictures of the "feel" of the world. Yes, I know some are from Avatar, but I couldn't find any other photos with any other damned resemblance for what I had in mind. Keep in mind, after the war started it is nearly always nighttime (or the sky is just purple-is/pink), and the seven moons are always in the sky.There are only a couple hours of daylight.
RULES:
*No god-modding. Not here, not there, not EVER.
*No Mary-Sue's or Gary-Stue's
*I'm fine with foul language. Curse like a sailor if you feel like it. But when OOC, try to not verbally bash another player too severely with your potty language.
*Romance is fantastic, in fact, it is encouraged. I only have to say: in the case that your characters are about to "get some", fade to black before it becomes more intense then allowed by the site.
*I'm not asking for you to speak with the fluency of an English professor, but if your grammar is bad enough to cause a problem, you bet your butt you'll be booted. No text-talk ether.
*NO ONE-LINERS.
*Have fun!
Average size for full grown males is a height of 19-30 feet, females are usually from 14-20 in height. Weight and length varies, but go along that. Sometimes you will get males that are the size of females, and females that are the size of males. This is just a basic size guideline to prevent any really ridiculous physical peaks.
CHARACTER SKELLY:
Name:
Age: (just put ether hatchling, young adult, adult, middle-aged, or old dusty bat)
Wingspan: (let's be reasonable. And remember, not all dragons have wings. If you are one of them then just leave it blank.)
Length: (from the tip of your tail to the tip of your snout. Also be reasonable here. Keep in mind the females are ALWAYS smaller then the males in almost every way. Sometimes its even drastically.)
Height: (the bottom of your claws to the top of your head/horns/fins/whatever. And still, be reasonable)
Overall appearance: (If you can use a picture, that is beyond awesome. If not, then a vivid description is just as good)
Basic personality:
Short Bio: (Nothing to long (unless you want it to be, then of course). Just a bit about there past, yadda yadda yadda.)
Faction: (Good guy, bad guy, neutral good, neutral bad)
Power: (Basic elements like Fire, Water, Air, and Earth. These branch off into rarer things, like Fire to electricity, Water to healing, Air to super-speed, and Earth to metal. Even rarer are mental orientated powers. Light and darkness are the RAREST, no others then the Gods have been seen with them. There is only ONE time dragon. But GET creative with your powers!!!! I want to see what you guys can come up with!!)
MY CHARACTERS:
Name: Nightfire
Age: Young Adult (about 17 or 18 in human mentality)
Wingspan: 20 ft
Length: 15 ft
Height: 14 ft
Overall appearance: She is generally a small dragon, being of slender and feminine build. Most of her scales are a stunning silver traced with swirling patterns of black. Her underbelly is a deep sapphire blue. Instead of spikes along her back and tail, she instead has flames of green and aquamarine trailing up her spine. Unlike most dragons, her ears are actually very visible, and stick out much like that of a rabbits. Her left eyes is a stunning emerald green, her right is a striking ice blue. The inside of her wings, though outlined by the silver scales, is the same blue as her underbelly. She is actually a very beautiful dragon.
Basic personality: Highly intelligent, eccentric, unorthodox, adventurous, slightly reckless at times, extremely curious, a leader at heart. She is excessively witty and clever, prone to sarcasm and such. Her persona is a very unique and strange one, constantly undergoing many swings and unusual tendencies. Her smooth talking skills are just as incredible as her crowd engaging skills. Others tend to gravitate towards her due to her strong, will-full, powerful presence. Her equally unique methods may surprise many, but they usually work out for the best. She also loves to invent things, using these devices on the battlefield. In a fight, despite being small, she strikes her opponents weakest spots and can bring down an enemy 5 times her size. Her speed and elegance greatly contribute to her shear fighting power, as she can move between strong head-on assaults to slick sneak attacks, and is equally comfortable in both.
Short Bio: Nightfire is the reincarnation of Tempus. The whole story of that situation was already written, so I'll just go from when she first appeared on this world once again. She hatched in the darkest caverns of the badlands (this is a large area where Sorian has complete control. It is overwhelmed by decay and darkness, destruction and battle). Being completely alone, it's a wonder how she managed to survive. It is said that she survived in the abandoned Crystal caverns, mythical caves deep under-ground which are supposed to be toxic towards most beings. Using the resources there, just barely able to get along, she found herself at constant battle with squadrons from Sorian's command. Of course, nobody knew WHO she really was, in fact, not even SHE knew who she really was. It was only on a special mission from Alvox's forces did she come into contact with the ancient God. Knowing she held potential for being the very Goddess in which both factions had been desperately searching for, he managed to convince her to maintain contact. At his falling ill, he requested that she work with the Crimson Guard, specially trained dragons with elite purposes in both offense and defense. She has just arrived to their base.
Faction: Neutral good
Power: Time
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Name: Maddox
Age: Adult (about 20-25 in mentality)
Wingspan: 30 ft
Length: 27 ft
Height: 23 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: He knows the value of looking good and isn't afraid to let others know it. It's not simply his own lines he's interested in; he has an appreciation for "well-built" beings of all sizes and factions... and a nasty penchant for tearing them apart after he's done admiring them. Slick, sly and snobbish, he's Sorian's "hunter", going on special missions to take down the enemy, and professes both a preference and proficiency for destruction as well as capture. However, his incredible skill has kept him in high demand; he's even performed vital roles in a great many battles. His flirtatious and sensual manner is also a huge part of his personality, and he expresses it with nearly EVERYBODY.
On the battlefield, Maddox typically works with Sorian's second in command, Sycon. Maddox is the speedster of the duo, swiftly striking his victim's vulnerabilities with his power in debilitating sneak attacks.
Short Bio: Maddox is not, as to say, "Evil". In fact, he just wishes to freely express his will to manipulate others into doing as he commands. The opportunity to join Sorian's forces provided just that, as his skills would be praised opposed to looked down upon. He left the Crimson Guard and soon worked himself into a comfortable rank underneath the Lord of Darkness, savoring the freedom of destruction. Generally working with Sycon, the two have formed an odd battle partnership, as they are usually paired up for missions. They fight constantly, though do have a certain respect for one another.
Faction: Bad guy
Power: Hypnotism
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Name: Sycon
Age: Adult (about 25-29 in mentality)
Wingspan: 39 3/4 ft
Length: 30 ft
Height: 28 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Treacherous. Standoffish. Narcissistic, foul-tempered. Power-hungry and driven by jealousy. Calculating. Wrathful. Independent. Insecure and unpredictable.
Sycon works best when he operates through the three ideals that earned him his position as Second in Command of Sorian's army: lying, manipulation, and deceit. When all else fails, a bit of sabotage never hurts either. He is a devious long-term planner, capable of devising complex schemes against his enemies (and his fellows) that might take months or years to weave into completion. Even when his plans fail every retreat is a calculated risk, designed to fulfill a greater purpose.
In combat he is a sadistic pragmatist who uses his speed and superior flying skills to his advantage. Sycon will not be goaded into a fight that might put him in the direct path of harm, preferring instead to exploit the flaws and weaknesses of his opponents. When he does attack it is indirectly, from stealth or from behind, or when it is least expected. He will not hesitate to kill the helpless or unarmed. A dangerously savvy villain, Sycon refuses to play by any rules except those he has created.
Short Bio: He used to be captain of the Crimson Guard, a powerful position providing him almost everything he desired. Almost. His manipulative personality felt trapped beneath the rules and protocol provided by the job, so when Sorian rose to power he immediately jumped at the chance. Using his extreme intelligent abilities, Sycon quickly climbed throughout the ranks as he secured himself a vital role directly beside the shadow God himself Sycon's extremely volatile personality means he is not very adept at hiding his true intent. He is prone to panic, cowardice and bombastic gestures. His egotism, vindictive cleverness, and fondness for gloating frequently get him into trouble. His treacherous nature, when exposed, gets him into even more trouble, usually with Sorian himself. Most know better than to trust Sycon.
In terms of physical power he is lacking when compared to other dragons, and relies on cheap shots. He is not a strong close-quarters combatant and will fall back on his long-ranged attacks and integrated blasts in a firefight, or else take to the skies. His armour is light-grade, not meant to withstand heavy damage.
Faction: Bad guy
Power: Venom (poisonous)
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Name: Alvox
Age: Old Dusty Bat (has the mentality of somebody about 40-50)
Wingspan: 50 ft
Length: 45 ft
Height: 44 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality:Wise, strong, kind, powerful. He is a leader at heart, using his gentle yet affirmative nature to ensure the loyalty of his followers. Being the complete opposite of treacherous, this old dragon is prepared to give his life to the cause of balance. He is neither good nor evil, but instead focuses on what is right for the realm.
Short Bio: Described earlier, except that he currently has fallen terribly ill.
Faction: Good guy
I am going to post some other awesome characters I had created, in case any of you guys would want to take them. If so, I love you forever, if not, that's just as fine.
Name: Blindside
Age: Adult (about 30 in mentality)
Wingspan: 43 ft
Length: 31 ft
Height: 29 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Blindside has, in fact, THREE personalities (I mean, he does have three heads).
Personality #1: The first head to the left. An absolutely insane, random, utterly unpredictable persona who wants nothing more then to cut everything up (literally). #1 is completely obsessed with dissection. He talks a bit faster then normal, is ALWAYS excited, and in general (aside from the murderous tendencies) would be considered a very fun being to be around (that is, if he wasn't trying to rip you to shreds).
Personality #2: The head in the middle. An extremely violent, hot-headed, egotistic, arrogant person who has the constant desire to beat up any being who even slightly suggests something he doesn't like. He gets distracted easily, and is really very dull mind-wise. His brute power is enough to scare away must opponents.
Personality #3: The head on the far right. An incredible intelligent, cold, calculating, decisive person who just adores showing off his smarts. True to his power, he is indeed very cold and is prone to excessively harsh tendencies. But, being reasonable, he is willing to bargain IF and only IF, you have the right price. #3 is also the "leader" head, as in he is basically in charge of the others, constantly keeping them in check.
Short Bio: Blindside used to be perfectly sane, with each and every head kept in check. Being a medic, he contributed much to Alvox's forces. But it was due to a horrible accident that every possible mental screw in his mind just *poof*, fell apart. He had always been extremely fond of working in his lab, actually it was his passion, but it was that one particular incident that changed everything. He became cruel and crazy, turning his experiments from good intent to that of evil. When Sorian rose to power, somebody with his skills was needed for the darker faction. Now he works there, continuing to experiment and treat those he is required to. Blindside has even performed incredibly vital procedures on Sorian himself. Though he prefers to tear apart his patients opposed to actually healing them, he is a skilled surgeon. And don't think that because he used to be a healer he's not a fighter. Blindside will furiously battle almost any opponent, and is usually seen in the war-zone contributing to the blood shed.
Faction: Bad guy
Power: Head #1, metal. Head #2, fire. Head #3, Ice.
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Name: Axel
Age: Older adult (about mid-40s in mentality)
Wingspan: 32 ft
Length: 28 ft
Height: 27 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: The good guy's resident doctor. While he is a medic, he does not have a particularly good bedside manner as he frequently throws things like tools at his patients if they got hurt for doing something stupid/something they could have avoided. He only threw things once he had repaired them properly of course. He is very sarcastic, grouchy/grumpy, and a loner. Despite this, however, he is a caring dragon who wants to do the best thing. He would never admit that, of course. So do not expect him to be very compassionate, he just wants to do his job and be left alone. He does have a soft spot for hatchlings though. Many say that the reason he chooses to push others away is because he is afraid of loosing them, just as he has lost so many others in this war.
Short Bio: An adviser (and friend) to Alvox, Axel has been around a long time. Its been in that long time where he has faced constant struggle in this war. He lost a great many close comrades to Sorian's forces and is determined to not loose anymore. Axel wants to help others, but has a tough way of doing it.
Faction: Good guy
Power: Healer
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Name: Sparkplug
Age: Young Adult (mentality of an 18-19 year old)
Wingspan: 25 ft
Length: 22 ft
Height: 19 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Competitive, sporty, fun-loving, reckless. He is extremely loyal, though is prone to doing stupid things. He's very clumsy as well. Sparkplug LOVES to prank others, and sometimes pushes the limits of practical joking a little too far. His jokes are terribly cheesy, but that doesn't stop him from thinking they're the funnies things in the world. Sometimes over-estimating his abilities, he has a severe tendency to get into sticky situations. But do not UNDERESTIMATE his abilities ether, his sting is just as powerful as his bite.
Short Bio: His entire life, Sparkplug has wanted nothing more then to be a warrior. Working through protocol and training, he found himself finally positioned as a scout for the Crimson Guard. Despite the fact that he is constantly causing trouble, he has proved himself a good fighter with good intent.
Faction: Good guy
Power: Electricity
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Name: Blink
Age: Young Adult (about 19-20 in mentality)
Wingspan: 27 ft
Length: 24 ft
Height: 23 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Fast. That's the best way to describe Blink. Everything he does, he does with speed that is matched by no other. He even talks at a super-pace. His mind is as quick as his feet/wings, and he is extremely smart. Fast-talking, excitable, and prone to worry or complain. Can sometimes slow his speech when he wants to be taken seriously. He hates when others get in his way, especially when it interferes with his plan. Otherwise he is loyal, a bit of a flirt, and very competitive.
Short Bio: A prized cadet in the Crimson Guard, Blink has always been fiercely dedicated to fighting evil forces. He sees himself as a soldier, always has and always will. His super-speed comes to great usage in nearly every situation, as he can defeat even much larger opponents and get out of tough predicaments.
Faction: Good Guy
Power: Super speed
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Name: Sorian
Age: Old dusty bat (mentality of a 30-40 year old)
Wingspan: 60 ft
Length: 52 ft
Height: 49 ft
Overall appearance:
Basic personality: Sorian has earned his place as the leader of a faction, not having the faith and confidence of other dragons placed him in through the blind following of a demi-religious artefact. He has earned his place through sheer will to power, and he believes that it is through such will and strength that Alveron will be rebuilt to its former glory. The good cause has spread like a cancer, and like a cancer it has destroyed the body whole. Unity can only come about through obliterating those destructive forces, not trying to make peace that will never last because of differing ideals. In evolution the strong survive and the weak perish - for the good of the species. Alveronians have simply evolved enough to be able to identify the weakest of them; that is, the soft-sparked followers of his brother.
Sorian, though not impulsive or reckless in himself, can quickly be driven to be so through all-consuming rage. He relishes battle, the simple language of combat leaving no room for disillusion, and he particularly relishes close combat with his antithesis brother. His feelings towards Alvox are not simply loathing, but also frustration, pride and a degree of envy that he has led armies without threatening them.
Sorian sees himself as an island that has endured for centuries and will endure centuries more, habituated to war and all the invigorations that come with it. A small part of him is dedicated to his iron-hold on commanding the faction because he knows how much it torques off Sycon, and that's a fun puppet to watch dancing itself into a frenzy.
Short Bio: Described earlier.
Faction: BAD GUY
Power: Darkness
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