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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Su, 04.November.12, 1:05 AM | Message # 1 |
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| After the continents smashed into one another, human kind was almost wiped out by the many earthquakes and tsunami that ravaged the land. Within a decade, towns were slowly built up with some new surprises. Never seen species emerged to find some place to call home. Fights were sometimes reported, however the humans gradually formed symbiotic relationships with many. It was peaceful for some time until the first batch of recent discovered dragon eggs were found.
Eagerly, all species emerged claimed what they thought was theirs. They were mistaken. As the dragons hatched, an unnecessary war erupted. A few uneasy decades past, a rivalry started. A new class had emerged, the tamers. Almost regarded as royalty, history repeated itself. Discontent and unhappiness spreads among the people of all species.
The war started brutally. The 'good' Tamer fought against the 'Evil' Tamers. Brother against brother, friend against friend, the world was split. Dragons and numerous Tamers died as the war persisted for a few years. People hid in fear, hoping the good side would win. However they were mistaken. The 'good' Tamers were almost out of men and dragons that had the heart to fight against their own family members. With a short meeting of the heads, all of them agreed. It was time to leave.
In order to keep their dignity, the nameless group disappeared without a trace vowing one day they'll return. The war was dubbed War of Linaus. The people dubbed the 'good' Tamers, the Franators for the higher families and the Lisflends for the rest. Likewise, the "evil' ones were names Qwaserst. The dragons also fought each other and mysteriously disappeared with their Tamers. After a century, everyone wanted the Franators and the Lisflends back in control to stop the chaos.
As the end of the War of Linaus ended, an uneasy tension lingered for many years that kept building on and on. Many had thought hope was lost when Tamers were pitted against each other and died, whether from injury or the loss of their dragons. After a century passed, no Franators nor Lisflends were seen. Worst of all without the Franators, the world is left in torn pieces.
Years passed, dragons slowly disappeared from mind as history started taking in place that we read at school. Dragons have been killed for sport and almost hunted until extinction. Some sympathetic citizens decided to capture dragons and put them in zoos to save the, from extinction. So they did, the dragons were sadly and quite forcefully barred from their natural world Suddenly everything snapped, dragons roared through cities, stamping on houses and buildings until they were leveled onto the ground. Soldiers that were foolish enough to fight the dragons were one by one killed.
One by one, the dragons escaped back to their homeland, fuming at the thought of the being captured. An uneasy feeling continued as both worlds cried out for the Lisflends and the long forgotten Franators to come back to bring back the peace again.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 1:45 AM | Message # 2676 |
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I gently nuzzled her. "I know she will."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 1:47 AM | Message # 2677 |
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| Lividia
I gave a happy growl, closing my eyes as I curved around him.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 1:53 AM | Message # 2678 |
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| Bane
I gently bit her ear.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 1:54 AM | Message # 2679 |
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| Lividia
I looked up at him and blew a gentle ring of smoke at him.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 2:00 AM | Message # 2680 |
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"Let's go."
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 2:01 AM | Message # 2681 |
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| Lividia
I stood and followed him.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 2:02 AM | Message # 2682 |
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| (OKAY, what if Noire was originally Milly's mom's dragon and Scar stool her and the egg is dormant but from Milly's Dad's dragon and noire.)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 2:18 AM | Message # 2683 |
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| (Uh sure?)
(And ts?)
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 7:01 AM | Message # 2684 |
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| (Yerp)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 9:24 AM | Message # 2685 |
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I weakly sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and looked around. Huh.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 9:56 PM | Message # 2686 |
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| Nate
I had fallen asleep in the chair.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 11:03 PM | Message # 2687 |
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| Nat
I watched him with a slight smile. He's cute, I have to admit.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 11:09 PM | Message # 2688 |
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| Lividia
I looked up at Bane in silence
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 11:17 PM | Message # 2689 |
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| Bane
I had curled up protectively around her and lifted my head up, confused.
It's time.
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 11:28 PM | Message # 2690 |
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"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 11:32 PM | Message # 2691 |
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| Bane
"What's bothering you?"
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| Narutard | Date: Tu, 19.February.13, 11:37 PM | Message # 2692 |
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I nodded towards the child Queen as she paced to and fro.
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 20.February.13, 0:01 AM | Message # 2693 |
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| Bane
"Can't blame her for being worried." I set my head back down on my front two legs.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 20.February.13, 0:04 AM | Message # 2694 |
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| Lividia
I laid my head down beside his. "She looks tired. I wonder what it's like for her with no dragon that she can curl up in his tail with."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 20.February.13, 0:13 AM | Message # 2695 |
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"Lonely...and jealous."
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| Narutard | Date: We, 20.February.13, 0:31 AM | Message # 2696 |
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"Jealous?"
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 20.February.13, 0:44 AM | Message # 2697 |
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| Bane
"Of our two humans?"
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| Raz | Date: We, 20.February.13, 1:34 AM | Message # 2698 |
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| Name: Otoom(oh-tomb) Alexander Newland
Age: 20
Family Crest: A dragon curlying up around a crown.
Class: The Bcesui
Body Appearance: Standing at 6 Feet 2 Inches Otoom is not a very threatening figure alone with his twiggy frame and somewhat muscly arms. Otoom is extremely pale because of how much work his does inside. Otoom's hair is long, scruffy, and black. His pale skin has a few scars, mostly from fight, but sometime when he was working. Otoom's hands are bonny and his left hand is actually rather smooth considering how much he works whereas his right hand has a rather bad burn on the back of it from when he tried to burn off his crest, which only resurfaced.
Clothes: Common Butler outfit with a Brown Beanie pulled down to his eyes. Otoom has his shirt and Jacket unbuttoned and wears a red fingerless glove over his right hand.
Personality: Rough, Rude, Nice, straight-forward, brash, stubborn, angry, intellegent, hateful, protective.
Race: Human
Job: Butler for the Queen
Bio: Otoom started off young doing chores for the King. At first he was willing to listen and do what was he was told but as time went on and he started to develop a personality he grew protective of his sister and often got in fights with Guards when they made passes at her. The fights often ended with Otoom getting pulled away and beaten by two or more guards. When Otoom isn't being beaten by the guards or working he is seen training with an old retired Knight who offered to train him. Otoom is overall a good fighter, but he doesn't like fighting without a good reason.
Others: Otoom's preferred weapon is a Iron Club so he can knock out his opponents.
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| Narutard | Date: We, 20.February.13, 7:06 AM | Message # 2699 |
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I sighed. "Maybe."
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: We, 20.February.13, 7:55 AM | Message # 2700 |
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| (I think it's better if the thread only had both of us in it.)
Bane
"At the end, everyone young or old will have one."
It's time.
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