Lady Termott

FHFIF Distopian

Sorry for the wait guys!

FHFIF Distopian

Ryle was woken up rather rudely by her brothers, just like every morning. Not wanting to deal with them any longer, she got ready, and quickly left the house. She figured her friends would be at their usual meeting spot, but much like others, she was pushed and shoved by the creatures of the Organization. It didn’t take her long to figure out it was one of those random days when the children were taken to the meeting house for the Inspection Ceremony.

Ryle arrived inside the building, seeing her friends and others she recognized. Off to the side she noticed scientists which she warily avoided and headed towards her friends, giving a curt nod as a greeting, trying to stay calm. She never had problems before when tested for having creature come out of her head out of nowhere, why would today be different? Her brothers were just old enough to no longer go to the ceremonies, and they tested negative, so surely it was genetic and she wouldn’t either, right?
Soon enough, it was Ryle’s turn, and she went through the same drawn out explanation of what the man was going to do and how it worked. She didn’t really listen but winced slightly when the pen-like object touched her head. She stared at the image, much like others had before her, and much like she herself had before. Only this time, the device began to let off a beep. Ryle blinked in confusion, wondering if it’s batteries were dying or something, but before she knew it, she was grabbed by the monsters again and carried out the door. She noticed others were as well.

She squirmed as best she could, kicking and scratching, but her vision was obscured by a blindfold and fear began to set in. Ryle was roughly thrown unto a hard surface, and was pretty sure her leg was bruised from the impact. She could hear others in wherever they were as well, but the fear of the unknown overwhelmed her.

The World of Dragons

Everyl the Shadow Dragon

Name: Everyl Rift

Gender: Female

Dragon Race: Melanthe- Shadow Dragon

They are close relatives to the Lost Ones dragons. Named for their dark feathery hides, these dragons are known for their shadow-like tendencies. Due to their lack of scales, they are more vulnerable than most dragons, hence why they rely on sneak attacks and hiding. They are formed for speed and stealth, having aerodynamic bodies that are commonly serpentine. Melanthe lurk in the shadows and prefer the night for additional covertness, and have the ability to be almost invisible in the shadows. With their inclinations for shadows, their eyesight is developed for night vision. Despite their nature for stealth, they have rather ironic bright plumages along their crests. This is both to attract mates as well a type of warning similar to venomous snakes. However, these dragons are not venomous, but they are able to breathe a sort of eerie vapor that can blind and suffocate. Depending on the potency and level of breath they use, they will either use their breath as an escape mechanism to distract their foe or for the kill. Most of those in this race have wings, and the few that don’t often rely on magic for flight. Due to their shape, when they first hatch, their legs cannot support their bodies and ten to slither for most of their hatchling life. After a couple decades, they rely more on their legs. Their territory isn’t defined and is usually in between other dragon territories or even within other territories that aren’t their own. Although most are quadrupedal, they’re also not the most graceful of runners, and sort of maneuver similar to that of a noodle with legs.

Age: 185

Position: Hatchling

Psychical description: Like most of her race, she has a slender serpentine body with black feathers which can expand to make her look bigger for intimidation. From nose to the tip of her tail, Everyl is about twenty feet long, most of the length being her tail and neck. From the top of her head to the ground, she stands at seven feet, including horns, which add about a foot. Along her spine she has a crest of dark red feathers. On the top of her head, between similar red horns bent backwards, she has a crest of tall feather like spines that represent her mood, such as excitement they would raise, and sadness would be lowered. Her snout is beak like and narrow, hiding away sharp teeth. On all her paws, she has four clawed toes, the fourth being a sort of thumb on her front paws, and all are a pitch black much like the rest of her. On her tail she has a sort of fan of red feathers that act as a rudder to help during flight. Her underbelly is well plated as for the beginning of her life she had no use of her legs, and is a dark grey. Like plenty of those of the Melanthe, she has wings, although different from most dragons as they are feathered, being the same black as the rest of her plumage. Her wingspan is a fair fifteen feet, about seven and a half each wing. Her keen eyes are a dark amethyst which have catlike pupils.

History: Like some of the specially chosen eggs, Everyl’s own was taken to the core of the planet. Upon her hatching, she’s always tried to keep her distance from others. This was due to both her uncertainty of the other hatchlings as well as self-consciousness of having feathers and most of the others having scales. It was mostly her imagination, as the others didn’t so much care as much as she did, however, this kept her away and most of her newly hatched life was spent in solitude. This often concerned the caretakers as the young dragons should develop social skills for means of being about to live peacefully with one another. During these attempts of trying to break her out of her shell, the caretakers started out slow, bringing another hatchling as a playmate for Everyl. Most of the tries ended with her spewing out wisps of her dark breath and disappear. This left a coughing young dragon as well caretakers having to search for her in the caves.

She knew the caretakers meant well, but these trials of trying to make her used to others only made her anxious. Much like a bird, during stress she began to shed feathers. Being young, she didn’t understand this, and thought by some miracle, she was becoming a normal dragon. In her excitement, she began to then pluck out her own feathers, not realizing how painful is was. Alarmed at the sounds of her cries, a caretaker found her, surrounded by a pile of dark feathers and beads of blood trickling from where they once were. Instead of scolding her, this caretaker had understood the hatchling’s plight. After patching up the Melanthe, the caretaker explained how despite her look on the outside, Everyl was no different than any other dragon on the inside. She continued, saying how each dragon has their own weaknesses and strength, and what mattered would be how the young dragon had the potential to do great things. After this pep talk, Everyl felt more confident in her appearance, feeling proud of her feathers.

With her newly found confidence, Everyl began taking better care of herself, which grew into a habit of preening herself after becoming dirty, and becoming a neat freak. One time, when several of the hatchlings were practicing their magic and breathes, Everyl was play fighting with another hatchling much like herself. He was friendly and all, but was taking their game too seriously, and Everyl had had enough with his roughhousing. Like many times before, she had released a plume of her shadowy vapor, only to be countered with own flame. It was this moment when Everyl discovered that she definitely didn’t enjoy the smell of her own singed feathers.

The World of Dragons

Nah, it's fine. Sorry, I was just skimming.

The World of Dragons

Shurikai said
Oh good. I was about to slap someone. Btw, these core hatched dragons; us or no?

Also curious

The World of Dragons

I'll post my CS soon.

I may go with a shadow dragon.

The Guild

12-30? Not too young or too old if we want to start out as noobies, I guess?

The Guild

We could also do both with the magic, as in using weapons to express the magic as well, I guess, using raw magic without weapons. But like you said Caits, have heavy limitations.

Or one of them, I dunno.

The Guild

Gisk said
Are we totally recreating this world? Or shall we just take the lands and things that exist and repurpose them?

I think that sounds a lot easier to do, but then again it's not too hard making the layout of a world.

If anything we can use the same layout and rename the countries/towns.

Fairy Tail World

Although this is just a giant land mass with few islands.

FHFIF Distopian

If you're still accepting, please reserve a spot for me! I'll be making a CS.

Name: Ryle Cornelius
Age: 12
Gender: Female

History: She was born the youngest of her family, having two older brothers who took time to pick on her. Having lost her mother when she was younger, she and her brothers relied on her father to raise them, and he did his best, but often worked late and left Ryle to be watched by her mean brothers.

Appearance: She has a light complexion, being a rather average five feet tall for an almost teenager, and has a rather willowy body type. Ryle has nice navy blue eyes and short cropped dark brown hair that gives her a more boyish look. She wears baggy clothes that are dark, given she’s already going through her rebellious phase.

Personality: Ryle’s had to learn to be tough and never minded getting her hands dirty. She puts up a cool and tough façade but can often show her inner girl. Despite so, she’s a tomboy true and true. She’s honest, but doesn’t hold back and is a straightforward type of person.

Imaginary Friend: Geph

Name: Geph
Age: Late teens
Gender: Male
Appearance:

History: Doesn’t exist until later on.

Personality: He is protective of Ryle and wouldn't let anyone harm her, acting as her bodyguard. He is very obedient to her and feels like a failure if she is disappointed in him. He’s quite calm and friendly. He acts more like an older sibling to Ryle more than her own brothers did.

Abilities: Speed, and is large enough for Ryle to ride on him.
Kid: Ryle