I see the new character apocalypse has passed over my Pinkerlocke and made its way here, it always starts off feeling great but then you just can't wait for it to end!
Also, I would definitely like to see another season, but I would also be happy with any Legacy challenge! I had the idea to make a Tooth and Nail sequel to mine but I know I won't have time until October/November probably. If you decide to do that then I'll just have to push mine back because I don't want them running at the same time.
I see the new character apocalypse has passed over my Pinkerlocke and made its way here, it always starts off feeling great but then you just can't wait for it to end!
Also, I would definitely like to see another season, but I would also be happy with any Legacy challenge! I had the idea to make a Tooth and Nail sequel to mine but I know I won't have time until October/November probably. If you decide to do that then I'll just have to push mine back because I don't want them running at the same time.
[img]http://i.imgur.com/66MwxmR.png[/img]
[center][font=consolas][b]DAY NINETEEN
~ MID-SEASON FINALE ~[/b][/font]
[item=Nomad's Sandwastes Sash]
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43260395][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/432604/43260395.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=44129142][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/441292/44129142.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=30297470][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/302975/30297470.png[/img][/url][/center]
EXTERIOR. DUSK. CASTLE GARDEN’S EDGE.
Our hero, Sozen, is sitting alone, watching the sun set. His crystal hide sparkles, and he looks pensive, lost in thought. Very much like our first introduction to him, what feels like so long ago.
We hear padded footfalls, heavy, approaching. Sozen’s features express a wave of recognition? And he turns around, revealing a large imperial male, with matching obsidian crystal scales, and the ghost-like pattern woven glinted; commanding attention and respect, this is a dragon to fear and obey.
[center]Sozen:
Father.
Viking:
Sozen.
Sozen:
Uh-- What are you doing here?
Viking:
I’ve been watching your … whatever this is. And I am disappointed, my son. I thought you wanted to become a warrior, a hero. Instead I find you galavanting around with this harem inside our winter home.
Sozen:
Father, it’s not like that at all! I don’t even know what’s going on half the time! This isn’t what I agreed to, I thought I’d be challenged--
Viking:
I’ve had enough of your excuses. You deserve a mate who will fight beside you, be your partner and your right hand. Your voice when you are not there. You need a woman who is strong and true. A warrior. A viking. Someone who honours you, and whom you honour in return. A queen you will worship until your last breath.
Sozen (hangs head):
Yes, father.
Viking:
My apprentice.
Sozen:
Yes--
(looks up)
What?
Viking:
Her name is Sif.
Sozen:
But when I left home, you didn’t have a--
Viking:
Enough of this blathering around aimlessly with your lackeys, Sozen. I have chosen your mate. You will wed Sif, and continue our prestigious lineages. It is an alliance of benefit.
Sozen:
What.
Viking:
She’ll be along soon, my son. I expect better from you.[/center]
The crystal skydancer son was left speechless as his imposing father made his way into the castle, to leave.
He blinked at the french doors as they closed quietly, before rising to his feet and padding through the garden.
Deep within the garden, Sozen came upon her. She was a striking skydancer, like himself, but her markings… what were they?
[center]Sozen:
Sif?
Sif:
You’re correct.[/center]
She is elegant and strong, a dark horse under the setting sun. Her dark blue eyes glow, a power unto themselves, beckoning and enticing our heroes - and our viewers!
[center]Sozen:
May I join you?
Sif:
It is our destiny.[/center]
Sozen stepped over to her, and sat next to her. Both skydancers seemed a bit unsure. Shy. They looked everywhere but at one another.
[center]Sozen:
You’re … I’ve never seen another dragon with your patterning, before. You’re striking, Sif.
Sif:
Thank you. You look like your father.
Sozen (chuffed):
Thank you.
Sif:
My father has spoken legends and tales of your father since I was a hatchling. I dreamed that I would have the opportunity to train and become a shieldmaiden with him, to sail with him across the Sea of a Thousand Currents, to learn everything your father would be willing to teach me; how to become a viking.
Sozen:
… You’re Ragnar’s dottir.
Sif (nods):
But I’ve only been at your father’s side a few weeks, and he told me he saw something great in my future. I believed him, because I believe in him, as I have my whole life. I trusted him, as I trust my father, in all things.
Sozen:
Go on.
Sif:
Your father sailed his ship here. I followed him …. Now he’s gone off again, but I remain behind. He says I belong with you. I don’t understand. I’m sorry, Sozen, but you’re not a warrior. Not compared to your father.
Sozen:
I know.[/center]
Sif frowned, and looked at him then, angry.
[center]Sozen:
But I will be. Give me time, Sif. And I will make my father proud. I will become a viking, a warrior. A hero. A legend.[/center]
Sif leaned her head on Sozen’s shoulder then.
[center]Sif:
He says we’re to be mates.
Sozen:
That he does. What do you think?
Sif:
I believe in your father, as much as my own.[/center]
Sozen kissed her on the forehead then, just above her sphere, and she shivered slightly.
[center]Sif:
Perhaps in time, I could grow to believe in you, as well.
Sozen:
Thank you.[/center]
The pair look out to the horizon together. Romantic music swells! The camera pans away just as the pair looks into one another's eyes deeply.
[rule]
[center][font=monospace]Next time on … the Bachelor![/font]
[item=ashmane cat]
[/center]
This certainly complicates things! Sozen wants so desperately to make his father proud of him - but the point of this whole show is [i]NOT[/i] to have a mate just picked out for him! What will happen? Will Sozen follow his father’s orders, or follow his heart? … or the crazy weird schemes the producers tell Rubix to put Sozen through? ….. Or will Sozen’s heart and his father’s wishes end up being the same thing? …. Or is this all just speculating and I actually have no hecking idea what’s going on?!?!
[s]It’s totally the last one.[/s]
Tune in next time! and it looks like Season 2 of the Bachelor/ette is in the lead! I did get a suggestion to run both at the same time, but i'm thinking with my Memento Mori Lineage project running concurrently as well, I don't have the dragons/space for a legacy + pink + lineage project >>
…. I took out the TVNCC option, it’s too much book-keeping for me rn >>
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0HyfY68.png[/img][/center]
[size=2]Pinglist:
@MitraSunshine @Chloecat194 @Demonchild77 @Ranmaru @Epioth @Wolfandcrow @InkedMyths @Naerys @vespheree @SpiceCookie @WishUponADragon @AquaCascade @GarlondIronworks[/size]
A long linen wrap of red and gold. A simple, dented string of bangles complements it.
700
EXTERIOR. DUSK. CASTLE GARDEN’S EDGE.
Our hero, Sozen, is sitting alone, watching the sun set. His crystal hide sparkles, and he looks pensive, lost in thought. Very much like our first introduction to him, what feels like so long ago.
We hear padded footfalls, heavy, approaching. Sozen’s features express a wave of recognition? And he turns around, revealing a large imperial male, with matching obsidian crystal scales, and the ghost-like pattern woven glinted; commanding attention and respect, this is a dragon to fear and obey.
Sozen:
Father.
Viking:
Sozen.
Sozen:
Uh-- What are you doing here?
Viking:
I’ve been watching your … whatever this is. And I am disappointed, my son. I thought you wanted to become a warrior, a hero. Instead I find you galavanting around with this harem inside our winter home.
Sozen:
Father, it’s not like that at all! I don’t even know what’s going on half the time! This isn’t what I agreed to, I thought I’d be challenged--
Viking:
I’ve had enough of your excuses. You deserve a mate who will fight beside you, be your partner and your right hand. Your voice when you are not there. You need a woman who is strong and true. A warrior. A viking. Someone who honours you, and whom you honour in return. A queen you will worship until your last breath.
Sozen (hangs head):
Yes, father.
Viking:
My apprentice.
Sozen:
Yes--
(looks up)
What?
Viking:
Her name is Sif.
Sozen:
But when I left home, you didn’t have a--
Viking:
Enough of this blathering around aimlessly with your lackeys, Sozen. I have chosen your mate. You will wed Sif, and continue our prestigious lineages. It is an alliance of benefit.
Sozen:
What.
Viking:
She’ll be along soon, my son. I expect better from you.
The crystal skydancer son was left speechless as his imposing father made his way into the castle, to leave.
He blinked at the french doors as they closed quietly, before rising to his feet and padding through the garden.
Deep within the garden, Sozen came upon her. She was a striking skydancer, like himself, but her markings… what were they?
Sozen:
Sif?
Sif:
You’re correct.
She is elegant and strong, a dark horse under the setting sun. Her dark blue eyes glow, a power unto themselves, beckoning and enticing our heroes - and our viewers!
Sozen:
May I join you?
Sif:
It is our destiny.
Sozen stepped over to her, and sat next to her. Both skydancers seemed a bit unsure. Shy. They looked everywhere but at one another.
Sozen:
You’re … I’ve never seen another dragon with your patterning, before. You’re striking, Sif.
Sif:
Thank you. You look like your father.
Sozen (chuffed):
Thank you.
Sif:
My father has spoken legends and tales of your father since I was a hatchling. I dreamed that I would have the opportunity to train and become a shieldmaiden with him, to sail with him across the Sea of a Thousand Currents, to learn everything your father would be willing to teach me; how to become a viking.
Sozen:
… You’re Ragnar’s dottir.
Sif (nods):
But I’ve only been at your father’s side a few weeks, and he told me he saw something great in my future. I believed him, because I believe in him, as I have my whole life. I trusted him, as I trust my father, in all things.
Sozen:
Go on.
Sif:
Your father sailed his ship here. I followed him …. Now he’s gone off again, but I remain behind. He says I belong with you. I don’t understand. I’m sorry, Sozen, but you’re not a warrior. Not compared to your father.
Sozen:
I know.
Sif frowned, and looked at him then, angry.
Sozen:
But I will be. Give me time, Sif. And I will make my father proud. I will become a viking, a warrior. A hero. A legend.
Sif leaned her head on Sozen’s shoulder then.
Sif:
He says we’re to be mates.
Sozen:
That he does. What do you think?
Sif:
I believe in your father, as much as my own.
Sozen kissed her on the forehead then, just above her sphere, and she shivered slightly.
Sif:
Perhaps in time, I could grow to believe in you, as well.
Sozen:
Thank you.
The pair look out to the horizon together. Romantic music swells! The camera pans away just as the pair looks into one another's eyes deeply.
Next time on … the Bachelor!
Ashmane Cat
Meat
As at home in a burrow as in a lair. Mind your stores of fish.
35
3
This certainly complicates things! Sozen wants so desperately to make his father proud of him - but the point of this whole show is NOT to have a mate just picked out for him! What will happen? Will Sozen follow his father’s orders, or follow his heart? … or the crazy weird schemes the producers tell Rubix to put Sozen through? ….. Or will Sozen’s heart and his father’s wishes end up being the same thing? …. Or is this all just speculating and I actually have no hecking idea what’s going on?!?!
It’s totally the last one.
Tune in next time! and it looks like Season 2 of the Bachelor/ette is in the lead! I did get a suggestion to run both at the same time, but i'm thinking with my Memento Mori Lineage project running concurrently as well, I don't have the dragons/space for a legacy + pink + lineage project >>
…. I took out the TVNCC option, it’s too much book-keeping for me rn >>
[img]http://i.imgur.com/yUnssfh.png[/img]
[center][font=consolas][b]DAY TWENTY[/b][/font]
[item=ashmane cat]
[font=monospace]Coli: 30-40 matches[/font]
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43532996][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/435330/43532996.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43311170][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/433112/43311170.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43861648][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/438617/43861648.png[/img][/url][/center]
EXTERIOR. THE CASTLE PATIO. Mouric, Maisie, and Kimchi sit around a table with a beach umbrella providing them shade.
[center]Mouric:
Thank you, ladies, for joining me on this beautiful afternoon. The sun shines its rays down on us, and touches my heart with warmth - in the way you ladies warm my soul with your beauty. I am a lucky knight to be surrounded by such goddesses here on earth - truly, I have done something right to be blessed by your divine presence.
Maisie:
Ohmygod.[/center]
The wildclaw gifts them both a single pale pink rose each, leaning over in a bow as they're handed over, first to Kimchi, then Maisie; and then he takes each lady's front paw, and kisses them softly before rising up to stand at full height!
[center]
Mouric:
But festering inside one of you is a darkness which I cannot abide! The insults and slander I have heard are completely unbecoming, and I cannot stand to allow a fair lady's good name to be besmirched in such a vicious way!
Kimchi:
...........
Mouric:
Lady Kimchi, it pains me to recognize it has come to this, but [i]I challenge you to a duel[/i] for the Lady Maisie's honour![/center]
CUT to Maisie's shocked expression! Then the screen goes black!
[rule]
[center][font=monospace]Next time on … the Bachelor![/font]
[item=blue parrot tulip][/center]
… RNG, please don’t pick Phasma, don’t pick Phasma, don’t pick Phasma…
All party members lvled to 4 & are awarded 1 heart, no one fainted!!!! This is a cause for celebration.
[i]Waitaminute.[/i] Maisie, how do you have [b]5 hearts[/b]? Something is rotten in the state of Denmark...
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0HyfY68.png[/img][/center]
[size=2]Pinglist:
@MitraSunshine @Chloecat194 @Demonchild77 @Ranmaru @Epioth @Wolfandcrow @InkedMyths @Naerys @vespheree @SpiceCookie @WishUponADragon @AquaCascade @GarlondIronworks[/size]
As at home in a burrow as in a lair. Mind your stores of fish.
35
3
Coli: 30-40 matches
EXTERIOR. THE CASTLE PATIO. Mouric, Maisie, and Kimchi sit around a table with a beach umbrella providing them shade.
Mouric:
Thank you, ladies, for joining me on this beautiful afternoon. The sun shines its rays down on us, and touches my heart with warmth - in the way you ladies warm my soul with your beauty. I am a lucky knight to be surrounded by such goddesses here on earth - truly, I have done something right to be blessed by your divine presence.
Maisie:
Ohmygod.
The wildclaw gifts them both a single pale pink rose each, leaning over in a bow as they're handed over, first to Kimchi, then Maisie; and then he takes each lady's front paw, and kisses them softly before rising up to stand at full height!
Mouric:
But festering inside one of you is a darkness which I cannot abide! The insults and slander I have heard are completely unbecoming, and I cannot stand to allow a fair lady's good name to be besmirched in such a vicious way!
Kimchi:
...........
Mouric:
Lady Kimchi, it pains me to recognize it has come to this, but I challenge you to a duel for the Lady Maisie's honour!
CUT to Maisie's shocked expression! Then the screen goes black!
[img]http://i.imgur.com/2zr4y0I.png[/img]
[center][font=consolas][b]DAY TWENTY-ONE[/b][/font]
[item=blue parrot tulip]
[font=monospace]Coli: 1-10 matches[/font]
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=42743511][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/427436/42743511.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43992467][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/439925/43992467.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43861648][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/438617/43861648.png[/img][/url][/center]
EXTERIOR. THE CASTLE PATIO. Mouric stands, challenging Kimchi!
[center]Mouric:
Lady Kimchi, it pains me to recognize it has come to this, but I challenge you to a duel for the Lady Maisie's honour!
Kimchi:
..........[/center]
CUT scene; the stage is set, with Maisie watching, next to Bayleaf, who offers her snacks.
Phasma stands [i]en guarde[/i], and hands the two dragons their dueling swords. Kimchi takes hers, Mouric takes his, and then they take their places, regal and reserved.
[center]Phasma:
On your ready. Begin!
Mouric:
[i]REEEEEEEEEE![/I][/center]
The normally calm and well-mannered wildclaw devolves into a screaming nightmare and he bares tooth and fang, becoming a snarling beast. He leaps on the tiny fae.
The camera angle shifts to Maisie and Bayleaf's reaction, who stare on - incredulous.
When the screeching stops, there is only Mouric left. The gentleman knight dabs a dark green kerchief on the side of his mouth.
[center]Mouric:
My lady's honour is now left unbesmirched and intact.
Phasma:
Pardon me? [i][b]I[/b][/i] am your lady [i]and[/i] your command, Sir Mouric.
Mouric:
I'm afraid I have had a change of heart, Madam Phasma. One cannot deny where their soul is called.
Maisie:
What.
Bayleaf:
This is amazing television. Like I'm really there.[/center]
[rule]
[center][font=monospace]Next time on … the Bachelor![/font]
[item=ambush][/center]
The celebration was short-lived. RNG picked Phasma for this team, because of course it did. So we went were forced into the Scorched Forest. I thought for sure this meant Bayleaf was gone, since she’s a measly level 1.
RIP [b]Kimchi[/b]. One critical hit took the little robo-fae down.
[columns][item=amber-trapped fly][nextcol]I [b]will NOT[/b] be keeping Kimchi! She has been exalted.[/columns]
Phasma and Bayleaf are awarded 1 heart.
And i totally caught this guy padding Maisie’s heart tally and stuffing extra ones up there on the leaderboard…
[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=24454565][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/coliseum/portraits/244546/24454565.png[/img][/url][/center]
That’s not very sportsman-like, Max.
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0HyfY68.png[/img][/center]
[size=2]Pinglist:
@MitraSunshine @Chloecat194 @Demonchild77 @Ranmaru @Epioth @Wolfandcrow @InkedMyths @Naerys @vespheree @SpiceCookie @WishUponADragon @AquaCascade @GarlondIronworks[/size]
EXTERIOR. THE CASTLE PATIO. Mouric stands, challenging Kimchi!
Mouric:
Lady Kimchi, it pains me to recognize it has come to this, but I challenge you to a duel for the Lady Maisie's honour!
Kimchi:
..........
CUT scene; the stage is set, with Maisie watching, next to Bayleaf, who offers her snacks.
Phasma stands en guarde, and hands the two dragons their dueling swords. Kimchi takes hers, Mouric takes his, and then they take their places, regal and reserved.
Phasma:
On your ready. Begin!
Mouric: REEEEEEEEEE!
The normally calm and well-mannered wildclaw devolves into a screaming nightmare and he bares tooth and fang, becoming a snarling beast. He leaps on the tiny fae.
The camera angle shifts to Maisie and Bayleaf's reaction, who stare on - incredulous.
When the screeching stops, there is only Mouric left. The gentleman knight dabs a dark green kerchief on the side of his mouth.
Mouric:
My lady's honour is now left unbesmirched and intact.
Phasma:
Pardon me? I am your lady and your command, Sir Mouric.
Mouric:
I'm afraid I have had a change of heart, Madam Phasma. One cannot deny where their soul is called.
Maisie:
What.
Bayleaf:
This is amazing television. Like I'm really there.
Next time on … the Bachelor!
Ambush
Accessory Stone
Grants a dragon the ability to strike first when a battle begins. After this attack, they will fall to their normal place in the turn line-up.
500
Required Level: 9
The celebration was short-lived. RNG picked Phasma for this team, because of course it did. So we went were forced into the Scorched Forest. I thought for sure this meant Bayleaf was gone, since she’s a measly level 1.
RIP Kimchi. One critical hit took the little robo-fae down.
Amber-trapped Fly
Trinkets
It hasn't bothered anyone for many, many years.
40
I will NOT be keeping Kimchi! She has been exalted.
Phasma and Bayleaf are awarded 1 heart.
And i totally caught this guy padding Maisie’s heart tally and stuffing extra ones up there on the leaderboard…
@Eyesofblue ahhh <3 it was good times. I read the Wildclaw encyclopedia page ... and I knew what I had to do.
Quote:
Tactics:
Wildclaws hunt and fight alone or in pairs. Those who are bonded to a dragon of a different species will always fight alone. Some theorize this is to protect their physically inferior (but no doubt lovable) partner by keeping dangers at a safe distance from them. While Wildclaw are adept at silent movement on the ground, when confronting another dragon they will address the enemy head-on by flaring their wings and shrieking their challenge.
@Eyesofblue ahhh <3 it was good times. I read the Wildclaw encyclopedia page ... and I knew what I had to do.
Quote:
Tactics:
Wildclaws hunt and fight alone or in pairs. Those who are bonded to a dragon of a different species will always fight alone. Some theorize this is to protect their physically inferior (but no doubt lovable) partner by keeping dangers at a safe distance from them. While Wildclaw are adept at silent movement on the ground, when confronting another dragon they will address the enemy head-on by flaring their wings and shrieking their challenge.
[img]http://i.imgur.com/s0xai7b.png[/img]
[center][font=consolas][b]DAY TWENTY-TWO[/b][/font]
[item=ambush]
[font=monospace]DEATH STREAK![/font]
[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=42913846][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/429139/42913846.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43992467][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/439925/43992467.png[/img][/url][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=43311170][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/avatars/433112/43311170.png[/img][/url][/center]
EXTERIOR,. THE GARDEN, just behind the castle! Mouric has stolen Maisie away for a moment's breath.
[center]Mouric:
My beloved. Make me the happiest man alive and become my wife? Marry me, and let's away from this place!
Maisie:
Sir Mouric... I'm sorry, your feelings are misplaced! I ... I have a girlfriend. Her name is Courage and--
Mouric:
Your heart belongs to another?
Maisie (nodding):
Yes, it does.
Mouric:
Then you are not an eligible maiden here, looking for someone to sweep her off her four feet?
Maisie:
I'm just the flower girl. There's been a mix-up.
Mouric:
Fate is a cruel mistress; teasing me like so. Do not fret, sweet Lady Maisie, for happiness is in your future, I see it on your beautiful face, shining like the suns ray.
Maisie:
... I'm worried about you.
Mouric:
Fret not over me and my misfortune! I will go on to face my demons...[/center]
A dramatic pause, and the music swells to a crescendo!
[center]Mouric:
MADAME PHASMA!
Maisie:
What.
Thanatos + Bayleaf:
What.[/center]
Dun dun dun!
The watermelon pearlcatcher emerges, wearing her best golden armor, shining and brilliant - an assembly of ambrosial-coloured mushrooms on her shoulder. Glaring, she charges for the wildclaw.
[center]Phasma:
You turn-coat!
Mouric:
Dishonour on you! Your heart was poisoned long before your dragonhide! It's taken me this long to learn of your wickedness, but now my eyes are open, and I see you for the snake you are! Whispering in the king's ear, before delivering unto him a deadly bite!
Phasma:
I'll show you deadly.[/center]
The fight is quick, and to the death. Sir Mouric's code made have been one of honour and virtue, but he was weak against Phasma's dark tricks and foul ways.
Darkness descended upon the castle then, and Phasma laughed, a fearsome sound.
The other dragons shrunk back, cowering. Bayleaf buried her face in Thanatos' broad chest, and he could not meet Phasma's empowered gaze.
Just then, thunder cracked, and the doors to the castle burst open.
[center]Sif:
Phasma! You do not belong here! You can't enslave these dragons, I will not stand for it. By the power of my lineage...[/center]
Her blue eyes glowed fiercely, and Sif sneered a challenge to the pearlcatcher.
[center]Phasma:
What do you think you can do?
Sif:
I am a Will-o-Wisps, a Viking, a warrior. I will strike you down, with the power of the Old Gods in my veins.
Don't you dare.[/center]
Rubix pops up from literally no where, and looks at the camera worriedly as the heavens open up and it begins a torrential rain.
[center]Rubix:
Huh. That's weird. Um. Okay so, I don't exactly know what's going on, and like, the producers have been out of contact for a while so we're kinda winging it or whatever? I guess?[/center]
His voice cracks, and his pink frills look dejected.
[center]Rubix:
[size=2]Help.[/size][/center]
[rule]
[center][font=monospace]Next time on … the Bachelor![/font]
[item=berserker][/center]
Ohmygod. Lord Pinkerton giveth, and then he taketh away.
Sorry for two pings in one day, yall, but... Lookit what's going on here. Can't stop, won't stop.
Thanatos leveled up to 4, Bayleaf to 3. They’re awarded 1 heart since they didn’t faint.
Sir Mouric lost the fight with a basilisk.
[columns][item=sparrow skull][nextcol]I’m undecided on if i want to keep Mouric as a perma or not. He’s sort of pastel, but not? Understated and elegant.
If any of my viewers is interested in him, cool. If not, I’ll keep him and he’ll be eligible to become next season’s Bachelor! [s]Wouldn't that be a trip?[/s][/columns]
[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0HyfY68.png[/img][/center]
[size=2]Pinglist:
@MitraSunshine @Chloecat194 @Demonchild77 @Ranmaru @Epioth @Wolfandcrow @InkedMyths @Naerys @vespheree @SpiceCookie @WishUponADragon @AquaCascade @GarlondIronworks[/size]
Grants a dragon the ability to strike first when a battle begins. After this attack, they will fall to their normal place in the turn line-up.
500
Required Level: 9
DEATH STREAK!
EXTERIOR,. THE GARDEN, just behind the castle! Mouric has stolen Maisie away for a moment's breath.
Mouric:
My beloved. Make me the happiest man alive and become my wife? Marry me, and let's away from this place!
Maisie:
Sir Mouric... I'm sorry, your feelings are misplaced! I ... I have a girlfriend. Her name is Courage and--
Mouric:
Your heart belongs to another?
Maisie (nodding):
Yes, it does.
Mouric:
Then you are not an eligible maiden here, looking for someone to sweep her off her four feet?
Maisie:
I'm just the flower girl. There's been a mix-up.
Mouric:
Fate is a cruel mistress; teasing me like so. Do not fret, sweet Lady Maisie, for happiness is in your future, I see it on your beautiful face, shining like the suns ray.
Maisie:
... I'm worried about you.
Mouric:
Fret not over me and my misfortune! I will go on to face my demons...
A dramatic pause, and the music swells to a crescendo!
Mouric:
MADAME PHASMA!
Maisie:
What.
Thanatos + Bayleaf:
What.
Dun dun dun!
The watermelon pearlcatcher emerges, wearing her best golden armor, shining and brilliant - an assembly of ambrosial-coloured mushrooms on her shoulder. Glaring, she charges for the wildclaw.
Phasma:
You turn-coat!
Mouric:
Dishonour on you! Your heart was poisoned long before your dragonhide! It's taken me this long to learn of your wickedness, but now my eyes are open, and I see you for the snake you are! Whispering in the king's ear, before delivering unto him a deadly bite!
Phasma:
I'll show you deadly.
The fight is quick, and to the death. Sir Mouric's code made have been one of honour and virtue, but he was weak against Phasma's dark tricks and foul ways.
Darkness descended upon the castle then, and Phasma laughed, a fearsome sound.
The other dragons shrunk back, cowering. Bayleaf buried her face in Thanatos' broad chest, and he could not meet Phasma's empowered gaze.
Just then, thunder cracked, and the doors to the castle burst open.
Sif:
Phasma! You do not belong here! You can't enslave these dragons, I will not stand for it. By the power of my lineage...
Her blue eyes glowed fiercely, and Sif sneered a challenge to the pearlcatcher.
Phasma:
What do you think you can do?
Sif:
I am a Will-o-Wisps, a Viking, a warrior. I will strike you down, with the power of the Old Gods in my veins.
Don't you dare.
Rubix pops up from literally no where, and looks at the camera worriedly as the heavens open up and it begins a torrential rain.
Rubix:
Huh. That's weird. Um. Okay so, I don't exactly know what's going on, and like, the producers have been out of contact for a while so we're kinda winging it or whatever? I guess?
His voice cracks, and his pink frills look dejected.
Rubix: Help.
Next time on … the Bachelor!
Berserker
Augment Stone
Grants +5 Strength, +3 Quickness and +1 Agility.
600
Required Level: 17
Ohmygod. Lord Pinkerton giveth, and then he taketh away.
Sorry for two pings in one day, yall, but... Lookit what's going on here. Can't stop, won't stop.
Thanatos leveled up to 4, Bayleaf to 3. They’re awarded 1 heart since they didn’t faint.
Sir Mouric lost the fight with a basilisk.
Sparrow Skull
Organics
It smells as if it was soaked in... rum?
15
I’m undecided on if i want to keep Mouric as a perma or not. He’s sort of pastel, but not? Understated and elegant.
If any of my viewers is interested in him, cool. If not, I’ll keep him and he’ll be eligible to become next season’s Bachelor! Wouldn't that be a trip?
@Jaspernoir
Honestly, Mouric was becoming one of my favorites.... :'(
But hey, I'd honestly love to see him in the next season. I found him fun while he lasted.
Also, Phasma better be getting hers. I'm sick of her and her evil ways! Though you did a great job creating a purposefully unlikable character if you ask me. I'm rooting for Sif!
@Jaspernoir
Honestly, Mouric was becoming one of my favorites.... :'(
But hey, I'd honestly love to see him in the next season. I found him fun while he lasted.
Also, Phasma better be getting hers. I'm sick of her and her evil ways! Though you did a great job creating a purposefully unlikable character if you ask me. I'm rooting for Sif!
