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FERALISS / TYRIAN

Tyrian let go of the rock that separated his body from Alissa's muzzle. He breathed a sigh of relief, then heard Hank's body smash into the car that Alissa had been slamming her head against. He watched as Hank rose out of the car, relieved that he seemed alright. He turned back to Alissa and reached out to her.

Feraliss sensed the change in Hank and squirmed, trying desperately to open her mouth and blast fire at him, but she only succeeded in leaking molten lava all over the ground around her muzzle. She thrust her claws into the asphalt, digging it up in chunks and trying to push herself up, but she was held fast.

Tyrian snapped his hand back as liquid fire leaked out of Alissa's muzzle, pouring over the ground. He watched in horror, as if in slow motion, as Hank began to run toward Alissa's captured form. He didn't have time to stop him...
Enso said
When it comes to combining Feraliss and Tyrian so you can make another character I don't think I can do that, but if you want to make up an NPC villain that anyone can control then you can and if you ask people not to use him so that only you can then I think they might comply. I put up the two character rule and even though we are low on active members we still have more than some other RPs so I don't think I can break it unless someone drops out.


Understandable. I don't want to fuse them or anything, just basically make them an inseparable team. I think we could use a bad guy that anyone can control. I'll look into that and see what I can come up with. Maybe we could all make this a group project? Everyone pick your favorite superpowers that no one has yet used, and we'll make a bad guy that we can kill off just before the real action goes down!
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FERALISS / TYRIAN

Tyrian nodded at Tertia and dove to grab Hank. Feraliss threw her head into the building, dodging him. He tried again, but missed. He couldn't get to Hank if she kept avoiding him...

Head...hurts... Thing...stuck... Go...AWAY! Feraliss was tired of playing games with the silly bipedals. She flailed her head in a circle, finally tossing holding-onto-her-head thing onto her face. It was still holding on with one hand. She narrowed her eyes, meeting the thing's eyes with one of hers, glaring at it darkly, then suddenly slammed her head against the building beside her, leaving it stuck in the shattered glass and broken concrete.

Feraliss turned on Tertia, opening her maw to ignite the gas leeching from a gland in her throat, but Tyrian clamped it shut, causing a liquid stream of fire to leak out between her teeth and onto the sidewalk beneath her. He clamped his body around her snout to keep her from opening her mouth again. It burned, but he didn't let go. "NOW!" he screamed to Tertia.
Yeah, I can imagine. For now, we can just keep dragon this fight out.
FERALISS / TYRIAN

Tyrian was relieved that The Winged Shadow was unharmed, but he was devastated that he couldn't stop Alissa as easily as he had hoped. He looked away from The Winged Shadow and stared into the sky at the raging dragon.

"She's my friend. Her name is Feraliss- she's a shapeshifter- and she just witnessed her parents' murder." Tyrian looked back at Shadow. "We need to calm her down, get her to stop, before she hurts anyone. She's just scared and angry. She's not usually like this..."

Feraliss reared, releasing a stream of flames into the sky as Tertia arrived. She flailed, trying to shake the holding-onto-her-head thing off of her back. Turning sharply, she dove, slamming her back into a concrete building and shaking herself back and forth. She landed on the ground hard, rearing back and whipping her head to the left and right, finally bashing her skull against a car. Despite her antics, she couldn't get the holding-onto-her-head thing off of her, so she rolled onto her back and squirmed against the ground.

Tyrian turned suddenly, hearing the crash and roars. "COME ON!" he shouted to The Winged Shadow, and he tightened his wings against his back and ran on all fours toward the crash site. Alissa was rolling around on the ground, and clinging to her was Hank.

"HANK!" he shouted, then suddenly stopped, realizing that the blue beast-man was still alive. He hadn't melted him or disfigured him. He glanced down at his paw-hands, remembering the moment he held Alissa when she had been thrown into the building, then when he had touched Hank, and realization flooded over his thoughts.

"I can...heal. I heal others." He looked back up and clenched his paw-hands into fists.

"Shadow, I need to get to her head! Get her attention, and I'll get Hank! I need you guys to keep her on the ground! I have an idea!" He spread his wings and flew up toward Hank.
Oh, yay, another victim! Yippee!

Another quick question... Since we're so short on active members, could we possibly think about adding a few short-term characters? Just some random ones that anyone can play as long as they stick to the basic personality and powers. It could add a little more variety.to the story. Maybe when GG gets back from his break?

EDIT:
I was actually thinking... Maybe I could make a bad guy? I could bring him/her in with the dragon, group Feraliss and Tyrian as a single unit, and play the bad guy on the side? I can handle it.
smarty0114 said
*stops drinking my tea because I'm a sophisticated person like that* This sounds like an extremely challenging job for DUH DUH DUH DUH The Winged Shadow!


So... Here we go. Rampaging dragon and winged wolf-guy. Have fun, mate.
FERALISS / TYRIAN

Instinct. Rage. Fury. Pain.

Kill.

Feraliss rampaged through New York City. Everyone needed to feel what she felt. She breathed fire on a building, melting the glass and metal of its corner. Flying upward, she battered a skyscraper with her wings, screaming a roar out into the world. Folding her taloned wings, she plummeted down to the smaller buildings again, smelling blood. She followed the scent, but before she could find it something jumped onto her back. She raged, flailing around, trying to buck the thing off of her, but it held on and began climbing up. Feraliss furiously flew up high and flared her wings, screaming her rage across the city, then began flying in tight circles in an attempt to grab whatever was clinging to her and throw it off of her.

"Liss, no, don't hurt him!" a voice cried.

It sounded familiar...

Something pricked her between her scales, and she roared, folding her wings and plummeting to the earth again, flaring her wings just before she hit the ground and lifting up just enough to scrape over a building. She barrel rolled, twisted and turned, then finally flung the thing off of her. She reared back and breathed in, preparing to breathe fire on the thing she had thrown off of herself.

Just as the fire erupted from her gaping maw, the familiar voice shouted, "NO!" and a black thing streaked into the stream of fire. The black thing grabbed the holding-onto-her-spine thing and folded its feathery wings around the other. Feraliss snapped her mouth shut and lowered her body to the ground, crawling low toward the singed, smoking heap of charcoal. The black thing unfurled its wings and put down the holding-onto-her-spine thing. Feraliss snarled viciously, snapping her mouth.

"Take it easy, Liss. Just calm down. No need to let this get out of control."

Feraliss growled, but she watched the black thing intently. She felt compelled to behave, wanted its attention, craved its approval...

Tyrian hated this ability he had, and he hated using it, but he didn't see another way around it. He stared into her eyes and compelled her with his charm. Stretching his paw-hand out, he reached toward her and almost touched her snout, but then something hit her on her side.

Feraliss screamed, blasting fire into the air. She reared back and took to the air again.

"Shit," Tyrian muttered. He turned to the strange-looking costumed man. "You okay?"
Maybe a break would do? It'll break my heart, since I have no other RPs running (mine died before it even got interesting), but I can be patient.

EDIT:
Maybe after Alissa stops being an angry dragon bent on destroying the city of New York in her grief.
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