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Was Blanchette pulling a crazy streak? Prince Frey still couldn't believe her punishment was to force him out of the kingdom and into the Northern Territory, where not even the bandits would flee to. He shot a glare at Asbel as the phoenix spoke. "I will go..." Frey taunted in a high-pitched avian voice. With that, he absently brushed imaginary dust off of his clothes and, as slow as he could, made his way to his armor-clad brother. He could feel Augustine's honor and power radiating off him in waves, brighter than any flame Bachus could conjure up. This was the reason so many looked up to him. Young girls wanted to marry him, young boys wanted him as their older brother. Frey shot a backwards glance to Asbel before getting any closer to the General.
"...Sorry..." He said after a long period of anxious staring. Now that he was to be traveling with Asbel, it was in his best interests... to back off. The Snap-Spire Mountains had their name for a reason. There were countless legends about them, and the only safe way to traverse the natural barrier was the Sky Bridge that had been crafted by magics. Unfortunately, the bridge no longer existed and their only option was to go over the harsh land. In such a scenario, Frey knew he wouldn't die so long as Asbel and Cassuis were there. With that he turned back to his brother with a scowl. "General." He addressed coldly before putting both hands behind his back and strolling out the door like he was a classy, well-mannered prince. As the castle knew, he was princely only by appearance and not conduct nor attitude.
Frey thought of running away, but bit his lip and leaned against the wall before his brother came out. There were a few tears forming in the corners of his eyes and he gasped softly. He wasn't afraid of the mountains, he was afraid of leaving the castle. What was so safe about it? Well, the Almighty Oracle had the power to veil the castle in a protective spell. While Frey still suffered from his curse, he could not die from it. As for what that curse was... Few others than Blanchette and Bachus even knew. Though Frey had a feeling others knew something was... off, they didn't know what was going on. He knew his brother wanted to speak to him... Perhaps, for once, he would cooperate.
"...Sorry..." He said after a long period of anxious staring. Now that he was to be traveling with Asbel, it was in his best interests... to back off. The Snap-Spire Mountains had their name for a reason. There were countless legends about them, and the only safe way to traverse the natural barrier was the Sky Bridge that had been crafted by magics. Unfortunately, the bridge no longer existed and their only option was to go over the harsh land. In such a scenario, Frey knew he wouldn't die so long as Asbel and Cassuis were there. With that he turned back to his brother with a scowl. "General." He addressed coldly before putting both hands behind his back and strolling out the door like he was a classy, well-mannered prince. As the castle knew, he was princely only by appearance and not conduct nor attitude.
Frey thought of running away, but bit his lip and leaned against the wall before his brother came out. There were a few tears forming in the corners of his eyes and he gasped softly. He wasn't afraid of the mountains, he was afraid of leaving the castle. What was so safe about it? Well, the Almighty Oracle had the power to veil the castle in a protective spell. While Frey still suffered from his curse, he could not die from it. As for what that curse was... Few others than Blanchette and Bachus even knew. Though Frey had a feeling others knew something was... off, they didn't know what was going on. He knew his brother wanted to speak to him... Perhaps, for once, he would cooperate.
Skylar said
Tatiana is of dubious orientation.I'm thinking of making her hate the male protagonist, but actually like the heroine despite her version of being a abusive power-user, because she thinks she can rediscipline a girl, but the boy is unsalvagable.
Gee, thanks. ;)
Edge fought for control, but it was pointless. He wanted to kick and scream and beg and roll around in agony, but there was no result. He was totally wrapped around Skylark's little finger as his slave. He wanted to lash out, but the feeling soon subsided and was replaced with the blank desire to do whatever he was told. It was a relaxing feeling, and Edge felt his lips widen into a smile. And why wouldn't he? It was so much easier... simpler... not to think, but to accept whatever he was being told to do. He would tell anything he would hide, and do things he wouldn't imagine doing, under Master's orders...
Skylark's powerful eyes widened. "But Father, Daddy will do whatever we say!" He said in a tone that meant he didn't understand in the slightest. Something nagged at him that Father was angry, but he dismissed it. Edge's stubbornness seemed to pass onto his child. That fiery independence that made the hydra a king in the first place. Well, there was also power, but Skylark attained that as well. He was the nexus of an Elder and the Original Hydra, the finest genes known to dragonkind.
He exchanged a look to Sleipnir. "Daddy... he can be with us forever and not worry about Charon or Beelzebub or anybody. Don't... don't you want that..?" He asked, a bit less sure. Could it be he had angered everyone in is quest to help? A few tears began to form. "I... I'll undo it if you want me to, Father. If you want me to let Daddy make... his own decisions..."
Skylark's powerful eyes widened. "But Father, Daddy will do whatever we say!" He said in a tone that meant he didn't understand in the slightest. Something nagged at him that Father was angry, but he dismissed it. Edge's stubbornness seemed to pass onto his child. That fiery independence that made the hydra a king in the first place. Well, there was also power, but Skylark attained that as well. He was the nexus of an Elder and the Original Hydra, the finest genes known to dragonkind.
He exchanged a look to Sleipnir. "Daddy... he can be with us forever and not worry about Charon or Beelzebub or anybody. Don't... don't you want that..?" He asked, a bit less sure. Could it be he had angered everyone in is quest to help? A few tears began to form. "I... I'll undo it if you want me to, Father. If you want me to let Daddy make... his own decisions..."
WHIMSICOTT FANS UNITE!!
Taro said
Oh dear god the awful conversations I see in the future.....
^This. x100
I love whimsicott! I DON'T CARE WHAT THE WORLD THINKS I BELIEVE HE CAN TOTALLY PWN A DEOXYS!!!
I noticed most of the characters are female or can act as females. :P
-Here comes our Hero now! Modified the CS a little bit, to fit my character.-
Name: Cyrano Tate Murano
Sex: Male
Age: 15
Appearance:
Personality: Touchy, Plucky, Exuberant, reliable, and selfish. You either love him or hate him.
Bio: Born to a fairly small family, Cyrano honed his skilled as an athlete at a young age. Though ball sports weren't his thing, the boy had a talent for running, and joined the track team. He was thought to have been a prodigy, coming close to setting the world record for a dash for all males under eighteen at only ten. His parents had busy schedules, but always made time for his meets, in which he excelled. However, life isn't always fair. Cyrano got into a car accident and though he and all his family members survived, his legs were fractured. With time paired with surgery, they healed, but Cyrano would never be able to sprint like he used to.
For a while, the boy believed his dreams were crushed. On his fourteenth birthday, his older sister gave him a present- a video game console! Ta-Da! Cue the instrumental theme song, we were back in business! Cyrano just needed a medium to channel his aggression and energy into, be it a sport or a video game. Eventually, he got into dating sims, due to the fact you could mess up at any time, and unlike in real life, you can start over.
Hobbies: Video Games, watching movies, and walking/jogging.
Favorite Color: Grey
Favorite Food: Fish 'n Chips
Favorite Drink: Iced Coffee
Favorite Animal: Cheetah
Dislikes: Killjoys, the smell of Chlorophyll, and being told what to do.
Fears: Losing something important. (ie: the ablity to see, walk, etc.)
Game Start!
Gender?
After thinking long and hard, Cyrano still didn't know if this game was pro-straight or anything. He didn't know who he would try to win over first, the girls or the boys, so he simply punched in... MALE before continuing.
Name?
Cyrano
Family Name?
Giggling slightly as he read the options, Cyrano was tempted to go with the family with the twin girls, for maybe he could get to them faster if he was their adoptive brother. However, he gave in to the laugh the second option gave him. BANES
Name: Cyrano Tate Murano
Sex: Male
Age: 15
Appearance:
Personality: Touchy, Plucky, Exuberant, reliable, and selfish. You either love him or hate him.
Bio: Born to a fairly small family, Cyrano honed his skilled as an athlete at a young age. Though ball sports weren't his thing, the boy had a talent for running, and joined the track team. He was thought to have been a prodigy, coming close to setting the world record for a dash for all males under eighteen at only ten. His parents had busy schedules, but always made time for his meets, in which he excelled. However, life isn't always fair. Cyrano got into a car accident and though he and all his family members survived, his legs were fractured. With time paired with surgery, they healed, but Cyrano would never be able to sprint like he used to.
For a while, the boy believed his dreams were crushed. On his fourteenth birthday, his older sister gave him a present- a video game console! Ta-Da! Cue the instrumental theme song, we were back in business! Cyrano just needed a medium to channel his aggression and energy into, be it a sport or a video game. Eventually, he got into dating sims, due to the fact you could mess up at any time, and unlike in real life, you can start over.
Hobbies: Video Games, watching movies, and walking/jogging.
Favorite Color: Grey
Favorite Food: Fish 'n Chips
Favorite Drink: Iced Coffee
Favorite Animal: Cheetah
Dislikes: Killjoys, the smell of Chlorophyll, and being told what to do.
Fears: Losing something important. (ie: the ablity to see, walk, etc.)
Game Start!
Gender?
After thinking long and hard, Cyrano still didn't know if this game was pro-straight or anything. He didn't know who he would try to win over first, the girls or the boys, so he simply punched in... MALE before continuing.
Name?
Cyrano
Family Name?
Giggling slightly as he read the options, Cyrano was tempted to go with the family with the twin girls, for maybe he could get to them faster if he was their adoptive brother. However, he gave in to the laugh the second option gave him. BANES
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