Argetlam350

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

I'm going to be working on these and have them done within a few hours.

@Argetlam350

nice to see you again around. ^^

@TalijaKey

Yeah it's nice to be back hopefully I shall have my third character done later.

InFamous: Generations

Had to give Scorn's response to Order's sudden departure. Oh such a wonderful game it is they play wouldn't you agree. XD

InFamous: Generations

Scorn Scorn remained where she was a grin still on her face from the affair that transpired."Ah but like any good chess player I let you see what I want you to see, I lull you either into security or paranoia or even thinking I'm foolish. As much light as you wish to shine to try and dampen my shadows in truth only the opposite shall happen for shadow is born from light. The brighter the light the larger the shadow. We shall indeed be in touch Order. More then you think for now I let you see what I want you to see as I create my web," she said to herself as she looked at the number left behind ",I'm sure we will either be best friends or mortal enemies but either way things shall indeed be fun."

Marvel/DC: The Coming Storm

Yeah it's odd but me and a friend had a discussion on it. By reading the books the raptors were actually raised by the people working at the park but at a certain age they became rather aggressive so they then took them and put them in their exhibit. So perhaps now they have finally found a means of some kind of domestication of the raptors similar to how wolves were domesticated into dogs but rather then taking centuries to breed traits and other things they did through genetics. If they can make an entirely new dinosaur through genetics they probably could do such a thing just as easily.

InFamous: Generations

It's all good.

InFamous: Generations

Scorn "I'm full of surprises," Scorn answered Order ",Oh but come now you give me to much credit. I have hardly killed anyone. If you wish to know how many there was the one Syndicate agent from my lovely show, the unfortunate ones that were there the day my powers came to being, I think that was seven, and two wretched creatures that deserved their fate for what they did to her." At the mention of the murder of her first two victims her face turn to disgust and hatred for a brief second before turning back to her normal insane self. "You see I don't kill just anyone. Far from what the news likes to say, after all that CTU agent from earlier he didn't die, I just gave him a permanent smile for getting in my way. Why murder our own when our own are the future of this world. Oh how I do enjoy the chaos I cause but most of what I do has a purpose as random it may seem. Driving out other gangs from the city was more then just getting turf, it was about establishing control and base of operations and having no one to put holds on my plans. Yes perhaps a few people were killed between the turf wars that erupted but sometimes a stick is necessary to beat out the rats, my hands were dry though in that I had bigger fish to fry and couldn't be bothered with small things the other Reapers could handle. Beating people perhaps near death primarily the other gang leaders were the only mess I got into in that matter. Even that rogue earlier needed to be stopped for the strings of my web to still be of use. Those I save for more personal matters are only the Syndicate, they deserve the death I give them for what they do to us. Tell me how you would feel if suddenly you had no powers? Your identity suddenly taken. You would want them to pay as much as I would." Scorn turned to the edge of the roof looking at the city below her remaining silent for a brief few seconds to let her words sink in before continuing. "Oh I do hate the normals, they let her suffer and only I helped her, I saved her but she was broken by the time I could truely save her. I create chaos out of necessity for my plans as well as much I do enjoy it. Man though, they are chaos incarnated. They deserve punishment but not like the Syndicate. No they deserve the fear I create. They will see that the time of man is ending and the time of conduits is coming. After all look at the many ancestors of man. Those that came before our gone, those inferior forms. This is just another step of that evolution." She said this more so like she was thinking aloud before returning to Order. "Indeed I create chaos but it's to bring in the order that the rest of our kind could have. You are all about Order yet with man being on top do you think this world will ever have order. No there will never be order because man thrives and lives off the chaos that they create," she said ",This broken and shattered mind of mine has more sanity then you think. So tell me now, shall I keep going or will you turn me away like the Vanguard does, those who try to cling to a world that never will have order." Keira Keira was about to ask politely the man to leave who had sat down at her table but had her blood good ice cold at the mention of her sister. She had told no one about what she had learned through her digging of old Curdon Cay files. Of course she probably should of expected that some form of agency would find those files themselves but she had never expected for someone to come looking for her. "I don't know what you are talking about," she said in an attempt to just get him to stop asking questions but she doubted it would work especially since Miguel knew her name ",I have no sister." She only wished now Eli would come in and get Miguel to leave before asking questions or worst as other thoughts came into her mind on why he was there looking for her. Perhaps being Scorn's sister made her likely up for arrest. She would rather die then return to Curdon Cay.

Demons & Dragons [Dragon tribe roleplay - Arc 2]

I'm going to be working on these and have them done within a few hours.

Sealameet

Name: Sealameet Dragon age: Adult Age from hatching: 450 years Gender: Male Magic: He manipulates fire, able to create balls of flames around him or usually when enrage having it burst forth from the ground. He also of course breaths it but whats different is that the flames he shoots out of his mouth are blue oddly, meaning it's hotter then what is normally expected able to melt most of anything besides the strongest of metals. He also has a slight ability to understand wolves, not greatly though, just some things here and there. His weakness with his ability is that the colder he gets, the less likely he will be able to use his fire manipulation. Dragon looks: Compact looks: If one was able to get close enough and mess with his hair, they would notice two small horns coming out of his head. There are scales along the spine of his compact forms back and if one got close enough to his eyes they would realize that they aren't entirely circular and has another set of eyelids. Personality: He's a somewhat impassive dragon at times, but despite how he may act, underneath it all he is a rather compassionate dragon who is devoted to protecting friends and family. He has a fondness of learning and a habit of hording ancient texts that he might of found on his ventures or got from now lost tribes. He doesn't back down from a challenge easily and can be stubborn over some topics he feels strong about. Background: Born as the son of Sinh and Andraste, he grew up to be an adult within fifty years after his hatching. He was from the second clutch of eggs of the two somewhat ancient dragons so he has a rather large family, both older and younger then he. He was a rather odd dragon, born with two pairs of wings and rather abundant amount of fur going down his spine which only seemed to increase in amount as he aged. Once becoming an adult, rather finding a mate he decided more on traveling the world a bit and see the wonders it held as well as learn more about the odd race called humans, he was quite curious about them and wished to understand them unlike others. So after the ceremony he was off on his venture, traveling for two hundred years, visiting cities that are now gone or tribes of humans who had since past away. He has since found his own personal home which is away from dragons and humans where he keeps his horde of items that he has collected in quite a rather organized matter. In his ventures he has seen many things and has learned humans are perhaps just as complex as dragons are. Since his return for the next festival, he shares many of his tales of adventure he had in that two hundred year world trip. He met many friends who he watch grow and pass away. Despite how sad it was to loose those friends he knows death is part of life and most creatures don't share the long life dragon's have. He came across many adventurers as well as a few wolf packs that he remains in contact with through their newer generations.

Lucatiel

Name: Lucatiel Dragon age: adult Age from hatching: 327 Gender: Female Magic: Crystal -Has a crystal like breath that can paralyze foes if they stand in front of it for two long -Can cause crystals to form around her as a defense mechanism. -Have crystals rain down from the sky in front of her. -Makes art out of her crystal abilities. Dragon looks: Compact looks: Basically shown in the image itself. Her reptilian like eyes, slight horns on the front of head, clawed fingers. along with the odd fact she has a tail that she tries her best to keep hidden from view. Personality: She's a rather social dragon that has no problem making friends with just about anyone she can. Though she appears intimidating and her magic could be somewhat considered dangerous, she is perhaps one of the nicest dragons you could come across. She hardly gets angered and tries to make those around her happy to the best of her abilities. She has a fascination with unique things be it odd glowing stones or other dragons. Background: Lucatiel hatched and from the moment she hatched her parents knew something wasn't entirely right. When she entered the world, the world was dark and the world has always been dark. She was born blind, and not only that but her lower body hadn't formed properly as it should of. She had also hatched later then the other eggs in her clutch, her parents had nearly given up hope that the egg would ever hatch. When the egg did hatched, they then feared she wouldn't survive long but she pulled through and grew but she was entirely alone most of the time, her parents wanted to make sure she was safe and grew up healthy so few other dragons ever saw her and those that did tended to stay away due to her odd form. She didn't mind, growing up on her own. Her family was all the friends she needed. It was one older brother especially then she loved, that was her older brother Sealameet who upon seeing his sister, decided to help her when he could. He aided her whenever he was back from his journeys, helping her with her blindness. Over time she could make out shapes but color still alluded her. It wasn't until she gained her compact form could she see but even then that site hasn't always been the greatest. She has remained near the tribe most of her life due to it being a safe haven for her. In her spare time she creates crystal artwork to entertain the younger generation.

Tahamuyra

Name: Tahamuyra Dragon age: Grandfather Age from hatching: 1313 Gender: Male Magic: Poison breath, it looks similar to flames but it is green in color and doesn't burn the foes but rather suffocates them of air or if the person is lucky to survive suffocation they die slowly of the poison the breathed in. Dragon looks: Has a third eye in the middle of his forehead Compact looks: Scales on back of neck, dragon eyes, and nails that are claws. Personality: He's somewhat of a loner preferring solitude over being in large crowds though he is trying to be better around his own kind since his younger siblings seem to think he needs a life outside of his travels and perhaps a special someone which he doesn't understand. He's rather factual and blunt in most things. Background: Born from the first clutch of his parents, he is perhaps the oldest in the family of his. His life has mostly been spent in solitude or in the presence of other dragons as he mostly avoided the town and villages of men and other creatures having no interest in them and feeling it best to let them be after everything that has happened between them. Unfortunately the two living relatives that always come to the festival try to drag him into trouble as well into the human realm which is the only reason he made himself a human form. The big oddity of him having a third eye on the middle of his forehead is considered a blessing in his family, showing his bloodline to one of his ancestor's who bore a single red eye in the middle of his forehead himself. (this is basically where the eye is located if you are wondering, just watch the trailer below to see what I'm talking about: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pV8mbFxZHO4)

InFamous: Generations

Scorn Scorn smiled at Ash's words and gave a laugh."Oh I would be welcomed back as a queen for my exploits and the guards would shake in fear for Augustine can no longer protect them from me." In a split second though her face went from unkempt insanity to one of stern seriousness."I warn you once Vanguard, stay out of my way and we won't have problems, my war is with the Syndicate and those who don't understand that we are now on top and change is coming. Plus do you think I am out her on my own, ask yourself how many of those in the alley think like me and follow me. Not all of us wear coats. Any chance of you trying to stop me would only start a bloodbath where the blood lies on your hands not on mine which would be sad since my hands always do look good in red." With those words of cation the insanity was back on her face."Now dear Vanguard I have people to see and places to be. Ta-ta and behave yourself, mommy can't watch all the children at once after all." With that she left disappearing into the shadows and making her way to her first stop which was to meet up with Order. Upon reaching the roof on Town Hall she was somewhat shocked to see Order there all ready but then again she hadn't specified a time as she thought about it. "My, my I guess it's true what they say, you are all about the order of things," Scorn said to introduce her arrival ",Though I'm happy to finally have the opportunity to speak with you. You are the one thorn in my side that I actually enjoy, but I doubt you wish to chit chat so let me get down to my offer for you. You want order and I want order. Oh yes indeed I do I merely want a new order which requires a bit of chaos and insanity before it can come into play. The world stands on the precipice of change. Please though before I keep going at least express any interest." --- Kiera Kiera was getting off her shift and making her way over to a bar called The Amp, a bar that was the first of its kind really. By now most places were accepting of conduits but some still had trouble with them however The Amp was an all conduit place. Not to say no normal people didn't go there but most of the patrons were conduits, all but the bar tender which was one Zeke Jedidiah Dunbar the friend of the Cole Macgrath the most famous conduit of them all and was the patron saint of New Marais. As she walked she manipulated a shard of glass, having it shift in shape and form to keep her thoughts from haunting her. You are my Sister of Darkness, a chilling voice said, a voice she feared yet longed to her, not as friend but as family if she could merely succeed at her own plans. The walk seem to go by in seconds and soon she was in it's interior, being greeted by Zeke."I take it you will take the usual table?" he asked once greeting her. She nodded and went over to a table that she usually sat and waited for Eli.

InFamous: Generations

It's no worries Aero, life is life. Anyways the post should be up within an hour or two.

Demons and Dragons

Well I'd like to join again, I know I fell out of the original but got kind of busy and well then by the time I got back you guys were far ahead. I'll probably join with the same characters but of course restarted for this RP.