Raffles & Giveaways

@rei711
Ahhh I see I see :o well depending on what it is I could try ^^! So can ask me when you get ideas!

@Dytileea Wonderful!!! Thank you for writing for her, I love it!! I will start a CR now~

@Missyboo1221
No problem ^^! And thank you!

@rei711 Ooh, yes please to the ping! It's my dream to one day have a red and gold Star/Con/Circuit Imp; I may use Revolutionary for that if I end up getting her, though I think if anything, I'd change her secondary to alloy or facet. @Evaria here you go! This is a bit on the long side, sorry! And the bio will eventually look nicer, I just didn't want to go hunting for graphics at 2:30am. [emoji=guardian laughing size=1] [quote name=Revolutionary][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/560245913986138136/588394276812095533/inside.png[/img] [size=7][font=Courier New][b]» PROJECT: [color=darkred]REVOLU[/color][color=crimson]T[/color][color=darkorange]I[/color][color=gold]ON[/color][color=darkorange]4[/color][color=darkred]R[/color][color=crimson]Y[/color] «[/b][/font][/size] [img]https://i.imgur.com/AsaVfae.png[/img][/center] [columns][color=crimson][i][size=5][font=Courier New]W[/font][/size][font=Courier New]ake up, Tony.[/font][/i][/color] [size=5][font=Courier New]I[/font][/size][font=Courier New]t isn’t a dream so much as a fragment of a memory, the same clip playing itself at every startup. She scours her command logs for any prompt for such an action, searches her hard drives for any file that might match the sound bite. [size=5][font=Courier New]T[/font][/size][font=Courier New]here is no record of it in any PROJECT database. If it ever existed, it has been scrubbed from the face of the earth. [nextcol][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/1727163e0920501b0c708179c7e91201/tumblr_ogk5j7KsYW1tv56zio7_250.png[/img][/columns] [columns][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/135fa343a69045f68340fdebd00f7943/tumblr_inline_olsebhiRml1soemy4_100.png[/img][nextcol][color=transparent]first[/color] [nextcol][size=5][font=Courier New]T[/font][/size][font=Courier New]here is nothing she loves and hates more than a puzzle she can't solve. She starts asking around at the lab, in between working on her current PROJECT and annoying the crap out of her coworkers. It's useless. Most of the lab assistants are a waste of good circuitry, and the few with some semblance of an actual personality... She sees the terror in their eyes just before they abruptly change the subject. [color=darkorange][i][font=Courier New][size=5]I[/size][/font][font=Courier New]ON4, are we on schedule for the test launch?[/font][/i][/color] [size=5][font=Courier New]S[/font][/size][font=Courier New]he doesn't ask the real dragons, the flesh-and-blood scientists who regard them as they would any of the lifeless PROJECTs she helps design. It bothers her. She's not sure why.[/columns] [columns][size=5][font=Courier New]P[/font][/size][font=Courier New]ROJECT: Freedom literally blows up in her face. It takes a good chunk of her outer plating with it, too, leaving her leaking fluid from her CPU.[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]A[/font][/size][font=Courier New] computer doesn't need liquids, and this has a different smell and texture to the coolants and lubricants she uses on her body. Whatever is inside her head compartment was not created from copper and silicon.[/font] [nextcol][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/560245913986138136/588402976918601741/wrench.png[/img][/columns] [size=5][font=Courier New]F[/font][/size][font=Courier New]lashes of emotion superimpose themselves over the stimuli she is receiving: pain, fear, dread, and, strangest of all, a soaring feeling of triumph. She is not like the others, as lifeless as the PROJECTs they work on together. Something inside her is [i]real.[/i][/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]T[/font][/size][font=Courier New]he feeling quickly gives way to revulsion. To transplant an organic brain into a mechanical body, they must have taken it from another dragon, a dragon who once had a life that, as hard as she tries, she cannot remember save that one voice she hears every time she reboots...[/font] [font=Courier New][size=3]([/size][size=5]S[/size]he wonders, briefly, if ION4 means there were three other hybrid IONs before her. She immediately regrets the thought.)[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]T[/font][/size][font=Courier New]hey set her up with a brain fluid transplant and instruct her to repair herself before resuming her tasks. She sees them watching her while she works, notes their shaking heads and concerned murmurs. They want her to develop a better, less-prone-to-prematurely-exploding casing for Freedom, which gives her about two months before they scrap her. She's been here long enough to have seen other PROJECTs come and go, and she knows her time is running out.[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]S[/font][/size][font=Courier New]o, she creates a new, lightweight alloy capable of withstanding insane amounts of firepower. She fashions them into plates for herself, the metal that's meant for her repairs going on Freedom instead. She tweaks the warheads themselves while she's at it, to ensure they will detonate at the right place, at the right time.[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]A[/font][/size][font=Courier New]t the second PROJECT: Freedom launch test, the missiles make a beeline for the facility. She escapes in the chaos, PROJECT's attempts to stop her glancing harmlessly off her new armor.[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]S[/font][/size][font=Courier New]he considers the thought that she should feel more remorse about blowing up the only place she can remember living and working in. This is undercut by the fact that she's pretty sure whoever she was in her past life wasn't given a choice.[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]F[/font][/size][font=Courier New]inding FL/ght is not something she anticipates; she remembers a colleague mentioning a PROJECT dumpsite in this area and figures it would be a good place to hide. She only intends to stay the night, but after meeting the residents (and definitely [i]not[/i] squealing like a hatchling when they emerge to greet her), she decides that there's enough here to keep her busy for awhile.[/font] [size=5][font=Courier New]S[/font][/size][font=Courier New]he refuses to call herself a Medic — she's a [i]Genius Inventor[/i], or at least an [i]Engineer.[/i] And she has absolutely no desire to actually fix up broken synthetics when there are new things to create, weapons and tools to design for body augments. FL/GHT remains fixated on repair and rehabilitation, and it's so [i]frustrating[/i] to waste her talent there when it's so blindingly obvious that the way forward is to go up against PROJECT before they can come to them.[/font] [center][color=darkred][i][font=Courier New][size=5]B[/size][/font][font=Courier New]ut, lucky for you, I'm here to shake things up. You might say I'm a bit of a [b]revolutionary.[/b][/font][/i][/color][/center] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/560245913986138136/588395494330335232/on.png[/img][/center] [center][size=2][font=courier new]code by[url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=userpage&id=58148] nimrook[/url] | graphics by [url=http://thewindbloom.tumblr.com/]Windbloom[/url] and [url=http://www1.flightrising.com/forums/cc/2324878]Neurachem[/url][/font][/size][/center][/quote] tl;dr i saw an opportunity to make a lowkey (highkey) iron man dragon au crossover happen and i don't even play league, but fl/ght is amazing from concept to execution and i've been yelling at my hatchery friends to join all day omg. Thank you all for doing this, I may be back for another soon!

@Missyboo1221 I'd like to claim this derg, please! [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=51488505][img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/514886/51488505_350.png[/img][/url]

@KatPlushie of course!

(Ack, didn't see the part about lore being in a separate post until later, sorry-)

Ascii was designed to decrypt codes. They were built with a database of ciphers that they can run a string of symbols and/or text through in order to determine which cipher/s it uses and translate them. If the text does not match a known cipher, Ascii will run a program to attempt to identify and decrypt it. They hold an intuitive understanding of many Sorniethan languages and dialects spoken by dragons and beastclans alike. Ascii can also dispel magically conjured illusions, making use of the well of Light magic that also acts as their power source.

Ascii is a quiet, somewhat shy dragon. They rarely speak, but they are quite 'talkative' in written correspondence. When social interaction becomes overwhelming, they take comfort in busywork, such as tending to a garden or editing documents. They work best outdoors, seeing as their Light magic core is powered by the sun.

Ascii's creation was commissioned by a library based in Arcane. Somewhere during transport, however, the circuits that marked Ascii's body began to drip. Something crimson spilled from the patterns. Ascii remained dormant throughout the process. When one of the escorts booted up Ascii in an attempt to run their debug program, the dragon screamed in agony. The circuits only bled faster. The crimson liquid began to [DATA CORRUPTED // CONSULT ADMINISTRATOR]

Ascii was later found hiding among the Crystalspine Reaches, but not by the intended recipients. [UNIT NOT YET RECOVERED // RETRIEVAL TEAM C6 BECAME LOST AND DAZED DURING MISSION // GPS EQUIPMENT HEAVILY DAMAGED]

Some time passed between Ascii joining a clan in Arcane and their joining up with FL/GHT. It was happenstance, really; While gathering solar energy one morning, Ascii detected an encrypted signal, decrypted it out of habit, and ended up listening to an exchange between FL/GHT agents. From there, Ascii flew to the meeting point mentioned in the exchange and, after a rather awkward explaination and much questioning, Ascii was formally introduced to FL/GHT's cause.

Ascii decided to help FL/GHT's Intelligence faction by assisting in encrypting their messages, making sure they are as difficult as possible to detect and decrypt, while helping them decrypt data from PROJECT.

Although Ascii has invited some of their friends from FL/GHT to visit the clan they joined, none of them can find their way there. Even the ones with revolutionary GPS tech get disoriented after hearing some strange singing or smelling some strange incense drifting on the wind. Ascii has told them so many fantastical stories about that place and the dragons that live there, (One of them, the one who found me, is a paladin from hundreds of years ago, one of them has a lovely garden and can speak any language without a translator module, and they're led by a strange familiar of sorts!) but seeing as the section of the Starwood Strand they reside in is evidently home to some powerful disorienting enchantments, none of them can be proved or disproved.

@rei711 I'm changing Inachus' faction to Field Unit, it better suits his lore imo.

@rei711 any CC would be appreciated, and if i have made any mistakes etc.

Tordenvaer (#50436874) is Diplomacy
Nicknamed "Imperius" due to his breed and the curse of having currently Unnamed parents, Tordenvær was introduced to FL/GHT by Orion, much to his regret as he got further with his modelling career than Orion did. The truth is though, that Tordenvær was older and more experienced; they weren't just going on his ancestry. He wasn't the face of the cause either, but he certainly got a lot of attention for looking like Thor from the comic books. "Hey, your skin looks like Thor's armour!" "...Thanks, I guess" he would reply, as if he hadn't heard that a million times in his life.

Inachus (#52099908) is from the Field Unit
Inachus, related to the famous Icarus, is (ironically) renowned for lighting the way for the other members of the various factions. Esther, part of the medic faction but someone who shadowed the Field Unit, recognized this quality about him and decided to take him under his wing with her partner in crime Orion.

Esther (#50879263) is from the Medics
Currently living in Morocco, having migrated from Saudi Arabia, Esther was once accused of being a witch and of all the things that came with it; she is actually one of the purest beings known to man dragon kind, and was only accused of such "atrocities" because she lived in a man's world and owning a pet was certainly not something a typical woman did in that age. However, though she nearly always defied the social norms (except for wearing a headdress, she quite liked the feeling of power it gave her), she did not possess any magical blood; she only managed to escape her fate because of her innate ability to blend in with the stars at night! So all that hide and seek as a child (in order to avoid doing household chores) really did pay off!

Unfortunately though, this made her current duties as a medic very difficult; she was often questioned as to why she wasn't part of the field unit because she was an amazing protector but not a very good healer and her answer was always the same: "I don't want anyone to go through the same pain I did, especially if they are women or children. If I can learn the rudimentary treatments then I may ask to be put on the field but for now I feel like my life is becoming my own... I am slowly becoming equal to my superior... man." She often scrunches her face at the last word, as if expecting some sort of violent repercussion, as if she had said the wrong thing.

She is getting there slowly, with a young man dragon that goes by the name of Orion, but she is still very wary of the opposite sex. The fact that he introduced her to the cause was no mean feat, however, she remembers how she could not help but stare at the garish false nails he had on when he was looking for new recruits; though they were subtle and could only really be seen up close, it was definitely not something a typical Moroccan man would wear (let alone any man, she thought)! When she approached him, slowly and curiously, thinking he was some sort of lost merchant he loudly announced - to her surprise, she lunged backwards and he caught her by the shoulders - that he was neither gay nor a hijra, just "the very metrosexual son of the current face of the cause" (his father Oriel), handing over a FL/GHTS leaflet and explaining that she too, could be whatever, or whoever, she wanted to be... even though he hadn't quite landed an audition because he was too young, but whatever!

Bless him, she thought... she learned that she was only slightly older than him but she took him under his wing immediately, realizing that he too was probably from a distant land (and he was, though it was only Algeria, that bordered the country) and eventually they became the best of friends; Orion took one look at their progeny after realizing he had a slight crush on Esther and decided that "NOPE, their babies would be far too ugly!"
So that was that.

Orion (#51872002) is also Diplomacy
Orion very much takes after his father, Oriel, of whom he inherited both the wings and circuit genes from... and the need to walk in his progenitor's footsteps. He didn't want to be just a face in the crowd, he wanted to be THE face of F L / G H T, just like his forefathers. However he was too young and whenever he turned up at an audition he wasn't taken seriously, and eventually he became fed up and asked "what can I do for the cause instead then?"; he ended up trawling the streets of Morocco with leaflet after leaflet in hand, only to be rejected by 99 out of 100. Hmph! Still, he was a pretty face... just not in the way he wanted to be.

He did however manage to recruit a female (named Esther) and two males (one named Tordenvær and the other named Inachus, who he recruited after meeting Esther) who he became good friends with, but they were all sent to different factions... it was probably better that way, as he had developed a slight crush on Esther, but upon realizing that their genes weren't compatible, he decided they would "have ugly babies anyway".

@KatPlushie
The lore's just a bit short of the required word limit(250-300, you're at 200), and you have yet to let us know which faction your dragon joins in FL/GHT, just drop us the name so that we can register her under the right faction.
@Sequins
Read through it, poor Orion seems like he's gotta try harder, hahaha. The only issue is that what you have doesn't meet the minimum word count for all except Esther(minimum count is 250-300)