Creative Corner

I need inspiration. Help me help you but mostly help me get rid of some serious writer's block(ie- why this service is free).

All lore will be short story form. Please give me a brief description of the dragon's personality/quirks so I have a bit of direction. And for all that is good and holy, please do not give me a blank slate and tell me to go hog wild- it's toxic for those of us suffering from writer's block. There is a limit of one dragon per user.

Slots
1. CrazyRedFire(Fin)
2. Aloice
3. DeathSpecter
4. Merky
5. excessnight
6. Quinineer


Examples of my work:

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@MisfitsLanding You can choose to write about any of my dragons that have bios if you want but here its a good one you might be interested in. She has a full bio for you to read to get an idea about her personality but this idea that I've written about is something that I'm interested in developing: [quote] A fierce companion who chose Electra the day she ascended the Twisting Crescendo, passing through the most vicious winds in Sornieth, to reach the holy air shine, Ventus Temple, that continuously floats just above the eye of the great storm. Its a journey few make and even fewer return from but for the wind dragon-in-training, reaching the temple is a momentous achievement. When she landed at the foot of the floating shrine, Bask was the familiar who answered her summons and they've been partners ever since.[/quote] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=14438984] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/144390/14438984_350.png[/img] [/url] (little quote from her bio here) [i]"The sun beats down like a drum on my spirit as I climb higher to the farthest reaches of the sky. The air dances around me like a living thing and my blood pounds to the rhythm as the cadences rise and fall. To this world and this life; to give everything I have; to give everything I am. This is the love that burns within like the signal fire that never fades until the rescuers come in and the mission is finished. Ascending the mountains, crossing great expanses, I've seen Sornieth tremble at what its become compared to what it was meant to be. I cannot change what this world is but I can fight for what we have and continue to climb towards that never ending sun."[/i] If you feel inspired at all by her story/personality perhaps you'd like to write a more in depth piece about her journey to the temple and calling Bask?

@CrazyRedFire Here you are. It's quite a long code but you can preview what it looks like on this [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=235450&did=30842240]guy. I'll delete it from his bio once I know you've grabbed the code. ------------ [code][columns] [img]http://i.imgur.com/G03ZfKB.png[/img] [nextcol] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/8ycFWd8.png[/img][/center] [columns] [img]http://i.imgur.com/cz1Wgdy.png[/img] [nextcol] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/t1aATHO.png[/img][/center] [center][font=cambria][size=7]Electra[/size] ------------- [center][font=Calibri]CLAN LEADER[/center] [nextcol] [img]http://i.imgur.com/4jZAp0V.png[/img] [/columns] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/iRn9DVM.png[/img][/center] [nextcol] [img]http://i.imgur.com/v2To7g3.png[/img] [/columns] ------------ [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/HyrW7Wv.png[/img][/center] ------------ [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/aj5zVjv.png[/img][/center][columns] ------------- [center][size=4][font=Century]TITLE HERE[/size][/font][/center] ------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/11681.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ---------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/196.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ----------------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/lKZFmu5.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/lKZFmu5.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://i.imgur.com/oi2qWia.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/oi2qWia.png[/img] [nextcol] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/PsNM8GI.png[/img][nextcol] [center][font=cambria][size=6]B I O G R A P H Y[/size][/center] ------------------------------- [color=transparent]____________________________[/color] [nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/FpYGiAO.png[/img][/columns] [font=cambria][size=5]A[/size][size=3] temple floats just beyond the Twisting Crescendo. Electra was determined to make the journey. She stood fast as the beckoning winds whipped about her, threatening to knock her off balance. Electra held her wings tight to her and glared at the windstorm before her. She turned her back to the swirling vortex. Today was not the day. She could feel it in her bones. It was not fear that grounded her but intuition. And perhaps doubt. Since her youth, Electra had been expected to lead. Instability and insecurity had always been a part of her clan’s history and while her parents had tried to hide it from her, she could see the cracks. When her parents faltered, it was she who was expected to carry on. The weight of an entire clan lay on her shoulders and it was not one she took lightly. She had heard whispered tales of the atrocities her parents had survived. Never again. It was a silent promise she had made to herself but she was not so confident she could uphold such a promise. After all, Electra had never been tested. What did she know of war? Of disease? Of vengeance? Did she truly have the strength and the will power to carry her clan? A more experienced leader would have been able to answer that question effortlessly but Electra found herself hesitating. The wind howled behind her as though outraged at her cowardice. She howled back and whirled about, facing the Twisting Crescendo with no small amount of rage. Electra charged the twisting winds and roared; her voice drowned out by the crash of a thousand currents. She unfurled her wings as she sprinted toward the swirling storm and with every gust that pushed her back Electra surged forward. She didn't allow herself to falter as she raced through the lush meadow leading her toward her ascension. Winds much older than she could imagine continued to rage about her and with a mighty leap, Electra joined the fray. She let her wings go slack and allowed the current she was riding to carry her deeper into the Twisting Crescendo. Whatever she had imagined was thrown into disarray as her vision blurred. The wind was so strong she couldn’t depend on her vision to lead her to the temple and she felt herself being pulled in a thousand different directions at once. All of her training in the Reedcleft Ascent could not have prepared her for this. Even the most tumultuous winds in the Ascent were mild in comparison. Panic tore through her and Electra floundered as she beat her wings wildly, looking for purchase on one single current. But these were not normal wind currents. They twisted and undulated at will. Electra was wasting precious energy but couldn’t stop the way her limbs lashed out at her disorientation, throwing her body out of alignment. She spun wildly as multiple wind streams slammed into her. It felt as though the winds were punishing her for her arrogance. This was no longer a rite of passage; this was a fight for her life. Controlling her panic would be the only way to survive this. Just as she had done a thousand times before when riding the currents, Electra closed her eyes and pulled her wings in tight. She forced the fear from her mind and focused on the feel of the wind, tracing the currents with her mind as she rode them. She surged forward and allowed the Twisting Crescendo to carry her deeper into its fold. The higher she flew the more oppressive the air became. The ancient winds became a vice and she their willing victim. Still, she would ride the wind in the only way she knew. Now, when she tumbled or twirled, it was because she chose to do so. Electra couldn’t help the grin that spread across her face as she ascended the Twisting Crescendo. She kept her body agile as she weaved her way around the currents in a dance as old as dragon kind.[/size][/font] [color=transparent]________________________________________[/color] [nextcol] [img]http://i.imgur.com/oi2qWia.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/oi2qWia.png[/img] [nextcol] ------------- [center][size=4][font=Century]TITLE HERE[/size][/font][/center] ------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/19259.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ---------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/1170.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ----------------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/xQr5ohN.png[/img] [img]http://i.imgur.com/xQr5ohN.png[/img] [/columns] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/tkMXVrp.png[/img][/center] ------------ [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/HyrW7Wv.png[/img][/center] ------------ [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/aj5zVjv.png[/img][/center][columns] ------------- [center][size=4][font=Century]TITLE HERE[/size][/font][/center] ------------- [img]http://www1.flightrising.com/static/cms/familiar/18438.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ---------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/15590.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ----------------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/lKZFmu5.png[/img] [nextcol] [img]http://i.imgur.com/oi2qWia.png[/img] [nextcol] [columns][img]http://i.imgur.com/PsNM8GI.png[/img][nextcol] [center][font=cambria][size=6]B I O G R A P H Y[/size][/center] ------------------------------- [color=transparent]____________________________[/color] [nextcol][img]http://i.imgur.com/FpYGiAO.png[/img][/columns] [font=cambria][size=5]E[/size][size=3]lectra realized too late that her journey had only just begun and her dance ended with a vicious impact as she reached the eye of the Twisting Crescendo. Time seemed to accelerate and decelerate simultaneously and Electra was left suspended in a timeless loop, her body torn asunder as razor sharp currents tore through her. Unlike the outer region of the Twisting Crescendo, the semblance of control did not exist here in the eye of the storm. Electra could not focus on flying as the struggle to breathe took all of her energy. The pressure of the storm squeezed the air from her lungs. If she remained there she would die but the strength of the storm was so great she could not gain the momentum she needed to fly. She was at the mercy of this ancient storm. Electra knew of no way to map these winds but as with all currents, there was an ebb and flow to them. Far more erratic and inconsistent in their rhythms, it was truly an act of insanity to attempt to ride them but Electra had no other option but to try. Instead of pulling her wings in tight, as she had done before, she pushed her wings out to their full breadth and sliced through the currents at an angle. If she had faced the currents head on, flight would have been impossible. Electra found she could make headway if she rode them diagonally. She was forced to take frequent breaks and would lose ground often but her advancement gave her hope. Slowly, she wound her way through the eye of the storm, fighting for the smallest amount of headway. She silenced the deafening roar of the storm by focusing on timing her breathing with her flying. Electra could feel her strength waning. She realized the true danger of the eye of the Twisting Crescendo laid not in the force of the storm itself but instead fatigue. Scores of dragons had been swallowed by these winds because they simply could not endure another moment. Electra was a Guardian however; her kind was built to endure. Electra honed her eyes on the calm hovering just above her and gave her trembling wings one final push. She emerged from the Twisting Crescendo in a flurry, shaken but victorious. Ventus Temple, that ancient holy air shrine spread out before her and Electra fairly collapsed on its steps. She stood gasping for breath as her muscles trembled. Her vision blurred and she did not notice the Highreach Bonepicker when he approached. “Very few dragons manage to do what you have just done, Guardian. In fact, I have not seen one of your kind in many years.” Electra rose to her full height, her chest still heaving. Her head held high, she eyed the Bonepicker. “I am Electra, leader of the Twisting Lights clan.” It was the first time those words had ever left her mouth and despite her exhaustion, her voice was strong. “I am Bask and I am here to answer your call. I only swear fealty to those worthy of my service and you, Electra, are more than worthy.” [/size][/font] [color=transparent]________________________________________[/color] [nextcol] [img]http://i.imgur.com/oi2qWia.png[/img] [nextcol] ------------- [center][size=4][font=Century]TITLE HERE[/size][/font][/center] ------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/18922.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ---------------- [img]http://flightrising.com/images/cms/trinket/18591.png[/img] -------------- [center][size=5][font=Gabriola]Quote here[/size][/font][/center] ----------------- [img]http://i.imgur.com/xQr5ohN.png[/img] [/columns] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/tkMXVrp.png[/img][/center] ------------ [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/HyrW7Wv.png[/img][/center] ------------ [center][size=2][color=#0f2c5c][i]Bio template by @Mibella, find it [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/1895073]here[/url].[/i][/color][/size][/center][/code]

@MisfitsLanding would you like to give Spellbreaker a go? [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16069067] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/160691/16069067_350.png[/img] [/url] Spellbreaker's a magic user. Born in lightning flight, kicked out, moved to arcane flight, kicked out, now in plague flight. She likes to experiment with weird and dangerous spells, got her one eye blinded and a big scar somewhere along the way.

[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30836579] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/308366/30836579_350.png[/img] [/url] This here is Jiao. She was a Valentine's Day gift. I can't seem to think of anything for her. Maybe something sweet for the day she was born. Her name is Chinese. That's all I got for you to work with.˜ Edit: I actually thought of something more, she likes cherry blossoms, she is delicate, has a poised air about her. She does not speak a language that any dragons are familiar with, so she comes from a foreign land.

@MisfitsLanding If you want, maybe Meredith? [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30255028] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/302551/30255028_350.png[/img] [/url] She's conniving and manipulative, but hides it very well. (More info in bio if you feel like reading) While she did fail in her attempt to usurp the Clan Leader, maybe you could write an excerpt on her shenanigans before she came to the clan, or how she met her Carrioncorn familiar.? Just tossing ideas I was going to use out there, so /shrug/ ^^;