MonsieurShade

The Krystal -- A Dragon Rider RP

Thresher snorted once more and stood, 'Hmph." was the only sound he made before pacing around the cave. Matiu meanwhile remained unconscious to the world, he had begun dreaming about his home as he lie on the stone floor. In Matiu's dream it was about four years ago, and a beautiful day on Isle Virdis: the sun shone bright, bathing the island in warmth and light, around this time of year the trees would bear their flowers and early fruits, turning the lush jungle into a mosaic of colors and scents, the birds, equally as bright as the flowers, flitted among the trees and chirped out their songs happily, the sea around the island was like something out of a postcard, a breathtaking shade of light blue, and was clear enough to see the sea floor from the land. Yes, it truly was a beautiful day, but that wasn't what Matiu was worried about today, no, right now he was more concerned about the quarry standing before him and Thresher [who at the time was not much bigger than a grizzly bear], a massive hydra-like creature.

Matiu smiled as he brandished his spear, "You try to keep the heads busy by using your speed to disorient it, i'll go for its heart.", 'Don't tell ME how to fight whelp! Thresher hissed in response before lunging at the beast with a snarl. Matiu sighed, but followed suit, screaming like a mad man as he lunged forward with the spear, hoping that perhaps he'd score a blow. The hydra retaliated, swatting away Matiu with one of its five heads while simultaneously spewing acidic saliva at Thresher. Matiu landed face first into the white sand as Thresher danced around the volley of corrosive liquids, only to find himself plowing into his rider when Matiu got up and started spitting out sand. 'You're in the way boy!' Thresher snarled with disgust, "Well how about you be more mindful of your surroundings you ass?!" Matiu retorted with indignation. The pair's spat was quickly ended when a pair of long, serpent like heads slammed into them with a screech. The pair were sent sprawling once again, only this time, the hydra followed up with yet another stream of acid from all five heads. Matiu yelped and rolled about the way, just barely managing to avoid being melted down to the bone. Thresher however, lacked the luck of his rider, and found himself with a heavily burned rear leg; a result of a failed dodge. The dragon roared in rage and pain, a wound like this was practically a death sentence in the wild. The hydra coiled four of its heads around Thresher, pinning him so that the middle head could deal the finishing blow. Just as the hydra leaned forward to scour its victim in acid, the beast reared up and screeched in pain as Matiu buried his spear just behind its arm, merely a few inches from its heart. Thresher was dropped as the heads flailed, Matiu meanwhile found himself on the business end of a tail lash from the hydra, the impact cracking two ribs. Thresher slowly rose to his three functioning legs just in time to watch the hydra wrap Matiu up using one of its heads and begin to crush the boy. Matiu coughed as he felt his already injured ribs splinter under the pressure, "Do it...this is an honorable way to go!" he hissed before spitting at one of the heads near him. This spurred Thresher into action, the dragon eyed the spear stuck in the hydra and crouched, his muscles bunching like springs before launching the dragon forward. Thresher's paw connected with the spear, driving the weapon forward and through the hydra' heart. The creature gave one final screech, releasing Matiu from its grip before dropping to the ground itself. Thresher limped over to his rider and glared down at the boy, 'Are you not afraid of death whelp?', he inquired, panting a bit. Matiu smiled despite his pain, "Not...if I go out...in combat..." he wheezed. Thresher snorted and helped his rider to his feet, wincing as he had to step down on his back leg for balance, 'You're an idiot...an idiot with guts...but still an idiot Matiu...' he muttered as the pair began to limp their way back to their village, "I'll take that as a compliment Thresh...".

Back in the conscious world, a smile crept onto Matiu's face as he recalled the fond memory of his and Thresher's first kill as a team.

The Granite Rocks Youth Zone(Inspired by the Gone series by Michael Grant)

Just clarifying, i'm good to go now that I fixed mein cs, ja? And Apoalo, your avatar is by far one of the greatest things to grace this planet since bread.

The Granite Rocks Youth Zone(Inspired by the Gone series by Michael Grant)

I knew I was forgetting something in my Cs. Fixed it smarty :D

The Granite Rocks Youth Zone(Inspired by the Gone series by Michael Grant)

Howdy ho folks~
Name: Reginald "Reggie" Beauregard
Age(Oldest is 16): 15
Grade: 10
Personality: He's one of those, kids who tries to remain relaxed and friendly to everyone he meets, the type that usually tries to avoid getting into conflicts. Even still, he's not afraid to knock a couple of heads if the situation truly calls for that.
Bio: Reggie is a soft spoken boy from Phoenix Arizona who came to live in Granite Rock when his father received an extremely lucrative job offering. For a time everything seemed well, his family become one of those stereotypical white picket fence families with the nice house, nice car, dog, the whole nine yards. Then, the adults vanished. Reggie has been on his own ever since, and has taken care of himself surprisingly well considering the lack of laws. He's managed to stockpile years worth of food, and has turned his house into a sort of 'safe zone' for kids looking to lay low or in need of a proper roof over their heads and food in their stomachs.
Plans for the GRAYZ: He just wants to keep society going as it should
Freak or Normal?: Freak
If you're a freak, what's your power?: He can turn parts of his body into tungsten carbide (he is incapable of doing his entire body)
Appearance: Reggie

I'll survive the GRAYZ

Zombie RP

Dimitri hopped into the back of the van with a small grunt as his cramped calves still offered a bit of protest, "Thanks for letting me tag along...i'll try to make myself useful when I can." he mumbled before dropping his crowbar to the floor of the van with a sharp clank and pulling his bag into his lap. The bag shuffled around a bit, Valentine must've been getting curious, well, that or getting pissy about the bag being zipped nearly all the way up. Dimitri placed a hand on top of the bag and glared down at it, "Oh no you don't. Just wait until we get...well, wherever the hell we're going." he whispered under his breath.

Delta Squad (Young Superheroes)

Welp, a nasty snow storm is hitting my city, looks like i'll be trapped in the house for a day or two. Thank you based snow~

Zombie RP

Dimitri's excitement faded a bit as the others urged him to quiet down, not that he minded too much given the situation, "Ah, sorry 'bout that, guess I got a bit over excited when I heard people rather than cannibalistic dead guys. The name's Dimitri." he mused, doing his best to put on what he hoped was a friendly smile. Much like his excitement, Dimitri's smile faded when one of the strangers inquired about the blood on his wrist, he figured that he should address that question immediately before the others assumed the worst, "Oh don't worry about this, I didn't get bit by one of them, this is just a love tap from my early warning system slash pet." he said quickly, hoping the others wouldn't be so skeptical that he had to take Val out and risk another bite.

Zombie RP

Dimitri's ears perked a bit at a sound nearby, 'Just more of those rotting bastards...' he thought bitterly as he slumped a bit. However, as he continued listening , Dimitri started to make out bits and pieces of talking, something that last time he checked, the dead couldn't do. "Nah, it couldn't be..." Dimitri muttered as he got up, wincing a bit as his still aching legs offered a bit of complaint. Dimitri cautiously peered over the fence, mentally thanking the cosmos that he was tall enough not to have to stretch to see. Sure enough, there was a small group of people two houses over, "Holy shit...". Dimitri was over the gate with his duffel bag, Valentine, and crowbar in tow before his brain fully registered his actions, "H-hey! Over here!" he half yelled as he stumbled to the group, his legs still a bit shaky from the long distance sprint he'd preformed earlier. Part of Dimitri knew that this probably wasn't his best idea, but he could care less, he'd be damned if he had to continue watching his own ass to make sure nothing was chewing on it.

Zombie RP

Hey, considering Dimitri is currently hunkered down in someone's backyard and the main group is still wrapping up scavenging the houses, could I perhaps have Dimitri over hear them and try to join? I figured i'd ask first rather just go for it.

City: The Last Remains.

Name: Jacque Maheras

Nickname:

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Appearance: (preferably an image) Jacque

Personality: Jacque tends to be a somewhat cynical, crude, and sociopathic individual, he often treats other people as nothing more than assets to be used and discarded at will, and is not afraid to injure or even kill someone if he believes it will help achieve his goal.
Background: Rather than being born the traditional way, Jacque was created by Black through the preservation of the dna of one of the original supers in an effort to create an unstoppable weapon. From the day he was able to talk, he was trained day in and day out to become the ultimate supernatural hunter, having fully realized his powers, and being versed in several manner of combat techniques and strategic planning, he is essentially the walking definition of 'To fight monsters, we created monsters'. Because all he knows is the Black organization, Jacque is unyieldingly loyal to the founders and their cause, believing himself to be no more than an instrument to be used as they see fit.

Power/Ability: Magnokinesis (The ability to attract, reshape, and repel metal at will)

Race: Greek

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 96.3 kilograms