Kidd

Need suggestions for dragons

I'm mixing up my philosophers, but I think either Aristotle or Socrates had lists of of opposites of what is and what is not or something like that. Chaos and order are on opposite sides in this system. I'd look into stuff like that or maybe Yin-Yang in Eastern philosophy to build these elements.

Basically I'm saying that instead of creating a whole new order vs chaos thing, build off of an existing one. Because there are plenty and it'll be easier to explain to players in your role play.

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Loreal
“Bye, Jeremy! Bye, Cat!” Loreal teased, waving as they disappeared into the elevator. She spent the next few minutes bringing her bags into a room of her choice: a comfortable one with a view. She sighed once she was settled and looked around the room, hands on her hips. She knew she wouldn’t be in the room for very long with partner assignment a thing, but she unpacked her basics: plants, clothes, and hygiene materials.
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Dagny
Dagny watched him, struggling not to blast fire at his face. Then, he did something that genuinely surprised her: he ran at her. This gunslinger fucking charged at the dragon, fist and voiced raised. Then, Joseph-no-balls slammed his hand into her face. It was impressive that she didn’t hear the break of bones, she had to admit to herself, but she stood there unmoved, her grin growing in amusement.

“Don’t gotta tell me twice, mate,” she mocked as he yelled at her to return the punch. She was tempted to repeat the “battle” last year, where she knocked out her opponent with a swift kick to the balls. Though that would probably be expected at this point.

Her hand balled up into a fist and she swung it at the other student, slamming it into his upper gut. She was going for the diaphragm, aiming to put a quick and embarrassing end to the fight. However, her speed lacked compared to a lot of other students here and taking a hit was easier for her than landing one.

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Loreal
“That’s a good way to stay positive,” Loreal commented as he expressed his apathy toward dorm choice. “I like the top floors…” She looked up at the building as they grew closer to it and then blinked at his inquiry about baby griffons. “Well, Saxons is quite proud and overconfident,” the elf explained. “He’ll probably be much like Mr. Feathers when he’s older, but right now he’s just a bundle of fire.” She laughed a bit at the thought of her baby griffon growing to be so serious and noble.

As a person named Dagny was getting called out by another student, Loreal looked over to the scene, eyes widened a bit. “Not…often,” she answered. “But it’s a school for warriors-in-training, you know. It’s bound to happen every now and again. It’s best to stay out of it—a professor will break it up soon, I bet. Probably before it starts.” With so many types of students and technology, allowing a fight get out of hand could be catastrophic.

“C’mon,” she prompted, leading him the rest of the way and into the dorms. She pressed the arrow facing up on the elevator and waited until it opened to say, “You can just drop the bags inside. I should be able to manage once I’m on the right floor. And thank you so much, again!”

{{Sorry if this feels a little powerplay-y, Norix. There's a time skip coming up in a couple hours and GMs want characters to have picked out their dorms ASAP.}}

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Dagny
"DAGNY! You fucking bitch. Didn't think you'd have the smarts to actually pass your third year. I haven't forgotten last year mate. I should kick your ass right here and now."

Almost instantly, her pupils elongated to mimic that of a lizard and her head whipped around to find the source of the noise, her teeth bared into a smirk as smoke filtered out between them. Another fourth year, she noticed, and his name came to her easily enough. "JoJo! You're just in time. I was looking for a pussy to pound," she mocked, dropping her bags in the snow as she rolled her broad shoulders. She wasn't one to back down from a challenge, especially one so blatant and public.

"C'mere and say that to my face," she challenged, remembering he tended to play ranged on the battle field. That wasn't quite her forte, and she often had to struggle not to look down on those who couldn't get into the heart of a battle. To further her point, she smacked her right fist into her left palm, her throat glowing as if she was trying not to barf up lava. These bodily reactions were clear signs that even though she talked confidently enough, she was (literally) boiling with anger at the other student's audacity to call her out. Of all people.

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I love that Joseph is calling Dags out on her intelligence 'cause she does look like a dumb as fuck jock tbh.

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Loreal

"You called your griffin Mr. Feathers?" Loreal asked, taking a brochure and skimming it. Satisfied that the room assignment process was the same as it was last year, she slipped it in her pocket. "We actually have a griffon at him--Saxon's just a baby, though. Oh--and I'm a second year!" she answered. "I saw you with the first years...So you don't have to carry all my stuff all the way to my dorm. I can find another second year. I don't want to keep you from getting a good room."

She slowed to a stop to watch him for a response, though he was trying not to laugh. "Is something wrong?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow at the other student. Her green eyes flickered between Jeremy and Kasha, pretty sure she missed out on some inside joke.

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Dagny

Dagny slowly made her way for the fourth year buildings, not bothering to pick up a brochure. She wanted to get room assignment out of the way, unpack, and then maybe grab some food. Not that it was ever cooked enough for, but that was something easily fixed with a little fire.

She trudged easily through the snow, wife beater and gym shorts more than enough to keep her comfortable apparently despite other students running around in fur and heavy coats. Every now and again, her breath would create fog in the air and other times it seemed to be smoke. She also carried her three bags easily whereas she caught sight of other students getting help or packing much lighter. As if she didn’t contrast the other students enough already, she didn’t carry a weapon in addition to her belongings.

As she continued her trek, she watched other students as they socialized or the first years meekly avoid too much interaction. A smile came to her face: she was in her fourth year. That wasn’t quite year five, but she was confident in the fact she had far more experience and strength than most of the other students at this point. As if her species wasn’t enough of an advantage.

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Kilo6 said
Glad to see that once again, I may be the only one of few who will bother to actually try to pick a partner, rather than just have my character be idle until someone swoops in or something....

Think Loreal will start actively searching. Dagny, though, gives zero fucks at the moment.

RWBY: Tale of Fate

Good luck

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Loreal

"Oh, thanks!" Loreal repeated at his offer to help her after the speech. She watched him walk off to join the first years, confirming what she was thinking: he didn't look particularly familiar so him being a first year made sense. She turned her attention on the speech after, her eyes watching the headmistress and headmaster. With it being her second year, she was less surprised to see a talking gem stone take the stage, but it was still quite strange. Her people believed many things to be alive: people, animals, plants... Rocks not so much, so it was quite the eye opener her first year.

When Jeremiah rejoined her with a question, she blinked at him. "Oh. No, he's not the stick," she corrected. "He's the gem on the stick, though. It was pretty...it was something else my first year here, too," she confided, laughing a bit then followed his gaze to the orcs and student in a sort of fight. "Yeah, it's...pretty hectic here, too." Then at his indication, she perked up a bit and turned to leave, following students out of the main hall and to the dorms.

"This is really awesome of you to help me out with the bags," she said as he led him. "I really appreciate it."


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Dagny

“I could live with that,” Dagny assured at Ariadne’s comment on getting addicted, her face still flushed red by the girl’s intimate gestures and tone. Then she was reminded that she still hadn’t given a name and she felt her cheeks warm further and she shifted a bit. “Oh, right. My bad. It’s Dagny Ek,” she stated, grinning confidently at the weight of her name. “Just Dagny, though—or whatever you’d like, really.”

Then the speech began and Dagny had to let the other girl go. Awesome, she thought ironically, already missing the weight of the other girl in arms. Then her mouth was at her ear again, but she managed to keep herself from looking too flushed. And the promise of a reward— “Oh, I am,” she assured as she was told to look forward to it. Then the blown kiss—she felt her ears warm again and this time smoke escaped from between her lips, filtering into the air. It wasn’t until she noticed the bag in other girl’s hand as she walked away that she noticed it was gone. She looked down at her empty hand and flexed it before looking up once more to watch the girl walk away and join the second years, the headmaster barely grabbing Dagny’s attention.

It was a similar spiel as the last few years of opening speeches. As a result, the dragon had a difficult time paying attention. Even the mention of partners went over head and she used the time given by the speech to set her bags down and cool off. She stretched her arms above her hand and yawned, eyes flickering about at the other students.

“…You’re dismissed,” finally decided the headmaster. And with that, Dagny gathered her belongings and quickly left to go to her dorm, wanting to avoid the crowd of students. On her way out, she managed to catch a glimpse of Scales chatting up some tall dude she recognized to be a year ahead of Dagny, but managed to ignore the twinge of jealousy.

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I'll be in class until this evening, but I'll try to work on getting a post up between classes.