Roleplay

[center]Pardon the dust! We'll get this place spruced up in no time![/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/h8GSigp.png[/img] [i]Plague is widely considered to be a Flight of death and destruction. The rumors of the cruelty of the dragons that have made their homes in the unforgiving Wasteland abound and many do not trust those that leave it, reeking of what can only be assumed to be death and decay. However, this cannot be further from the truth, for Plague fosters growth and evolution. It fosters dragons that change and plants and animals that mend and bend instead of breaking. The land may not seem as fertile as its sister land, the Viridian Labyrinth, but it is alive in its own way. In order to prove this to the rest of the Flights, a group of dragons that call the Plague Flight their home have banded together in order to show all that come to their homeland the glory of the Plaguebringer and the wonders of the Wasteland. Whether or not they succeed, however...[/i] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=9016835] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/90169/9016835_350.png[/img] [/url] "[b]Hey, you there,[/b]" a sharp voice barks out. A wildclaw, shockingly green among the rotting red, stands before what appears to be an old stump. His claws dig into the wood and splinter it and the scars on his hide only seem to solidify the idea that he is a dragon that has fought and has won before. "[b]Get over here and look at this,[/b]" the wildclaw continues, motioning towards a piece of paper on the stump. His claws glint briefly in the light of the burning sun, shining and winking at the dragons that gather, as if reminding them that it exists. The paper reads, in surprisingly elegant handwriting; [i]Dear all that come to the Wasteland, we hope you have an enjoyable time among the events that we have planned for you. Please, stop and peer at the flowers (smelling may be harmful to your health) and pick up a few to take home with you (for pranks, not eating!). The creatures that roam this landscape may be fearsome at first glance, but they are only that way because [s]you have not seen their predators[/s] the Wasteland has permitted them to survive that way. Do not judge a book by its cover, after all! Please, come join us on a journey throughout the glorious Wasteland and see what the Plaguebringer has created for us all to enjoy![/i] In smaller writing, beneath the main paragraph are a few rules; [i]Please do not consume anything on the paths. Please do not touch anything on the paths. Please do not breathe in anything suspicious. Please do not drink anything suspicious. Just don't do anything to anything if it looks suspicious. Ask your tour guide for what suspicious means. We are not responsible for any ailments you may get from the tours. Please wash your hands in clear and designated waters after the tour.[/i] The letter feels concerning, especially with all the rules involved. The wildclaw, however, glares up at the group with a piercing red gaze and razor-sharp claws. "[b]Well?[/b]" he snaps. "[b]Are you gonna tell me your names?[/b]" [img]http://i.imgur.com/V4ET47O.png[/img][/center] [list] [*]Please no god-modding, Mary Sues, Gary Stus. We want everyone to have fun here and it is never fun when one person is overpowering everyone else. [*]Please try your best to use appropriate grammar/spelling/punctuation. It helps everyone read posts better and understand the plot. [*]This RP will not be overly gorey or graphic, but it might have descriptions that might be a bit squeamish. If you have anything that [b]squicks you, please be sure to tell us in advance so that we may put them in the beginning of posts![/b] [*]You may only post [b]once [/b]a day. [*]Do not be rude to other players. [*]If there are any uncertainties, please ping the mods! [*]As the mods, our word is the final say. [*]If you have read all of the rules, please put "I am prepared to have a phlegm-tastic time" somewhere in your first post and bold it. If you do not, you will be asked to read the rules again before your points are counted. [*]Have fun! [/list] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/FkPKmoQ.png[/img][/center] [LIST] [*]Every time you post, you will get [b]one point.[/b] Spam posts (posts that do not include other dragons or do not further interactions) will not count. [*]Every time you make a post that significantly moves the plot forward, you will get [b]5 points.[/b] [*]The person with the greatest amount of points wins at the end of the month. [*]All your points will be converted into tickets for the Out of Flight Raffle at the end of the month. [/LIST] [center][size=4]Mods[/size] [user=FloatingInSpace][user=kalhalla]

[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/8NlIHDJ.png[/img] [b]First Place[/b] [skin=1994][item=deadland disciple][item=Infectionist's Emblem][item=Infectionist's Crown] [b]Second Place[/b] [item=graveyard guardian][item=deadland disciple][item=Infectionist's Emblem] [b]Third Place[/b] [item=deadland disciple]

[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/PfwyYLR.png[/img][/center] The daily summary will be posted here, so newbies are welcome to read this and join in when they can! [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/Qqn31le.png[/img][/center] The dragons that are aiding in the entire tour will be listed here!

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[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=9016835] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/90169/9016835_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] The dragon at the old stump stood up, gazing out at everyone assembled. "[b]Welcome,[/b]" he said, sounding bored, "[b]to a Comprehensive Tour of the Wasteland. My name is Dionysus and I will lead you on your first part of the tour.[/b]" His gaze flickered around the group, taking in each of the dragons assembled and present. "[b]Please know that if you join this tour, you will have read very carefully all the disclaimers and rules that come with it. We will not be sending you off on your own to face the terrors-- er, wonders of the Wasteland, but it would still be good for your health-- uh, enjoyment, to try and keep to the group and not wander off.[/b]" Dionysus glanced around again, as if trying to assess who it was that was going to be the biggest problem. His fists clenched and unclenched, as if he was trying to resist the urge to unleash them upon the group for whatever reason. He particularly seemed apprehensive about any Imperials gathered about. "[b]Please follow me, as I will lead you to the first part of the tour. Be warned that there might be some very nasty things along the way, such as parasites and predators. If you are disturbed by anything involving blood, please don't come along as I won't be around to clean up your bodily expulsions.[/b]" As if realizing what that meant, he wrinkled his nose and made a gagging sound. He shook his head and rounded the trunk, heading towards a pile of bleached white bones. "[b]This is my favorite part of the Wasteland,[/b]" he said, his tone taking on some emotion. "[b]The bones of the fallen. See here?[/b]" He pointed at the pile of bones, glittering and bright in the sunlight. "[b]These are oldies but goodies,[/b]" he said. "[b]Worn down by time but still intact. Guess they were fighters in the end,[/b]" Dionysus said, chuckling a bit at his own joke. [center][i]OOC note: Please ping @FloatingInSpace in your post. You may only post once a day, however, you may use as many dragons as you please. If you have any questions, ping both mods.

@FloatingInSpace [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=13193401] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/131935/13193401_350.png[/img] [/url] Aurora had gotten lost again. She had been chasing a couple Serthis when, all of a sudden, there were no longer any surrounding forests, and well... the place kinda looked like the Scarred Wasteland. She had spotted a green Wildclaw, and had planned to ask him directions to the Tangled Wood, before she had realised that the Wildclaw was a tour guide, and the guide was a trip around the Plaguelands. How exciting! She sat on her haunches as she read the paper, first lifting her goggles up, her bright scales and wings gleaming in the light. If one stared at her for too long, then they might be blinded. It certainly worked when she was fighting. On the bottom of the paper, someone had wrote '[b]I am prepared to have a phlegm-tastic time[/b]' in rust-coloured ink. She looked again, and blinked. The words were gone. Perhaps it were her imagination? The reading of the paper had only took a minute. It was just rules, blah blah blah, more rules, blah blah. How uninteresting. Beside's, it wasn't as though she hadn't battled in the Scarred Wasteland before. The Imperial bounded excitedly after the Wildclaw, her head resting on her forepaws so she could see the bones from her preferred viewpoint. (This viewpoint also meant that the Wildclaw was not-so-tiny any more, but rather, small.)[b] "Ooh."[/b] There were little bones in the Tangled Wood. The ones that were there had been covered in mushrooms and had become a home for some species of insects. ((on another note, Dionysus' bio is incredible oh my god))

[center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16552403] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/165525/16552403_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] Leda had been practicing the lute by the festering pond, minding her own business when she feels hundreds of eyes on her. Hesitantly looking up, she sees a large group of dragons standing around a towering green one with a scowl on his face and a look of sheer annoyance, as if he had been forced to look after hatchlings. Glancing around, their curiosity could be chalked up to one of hatchlings and the irritation could be understandable, given that he had to essentially ensure their livelihoods, lest a wave of angry clan members come down on their heads. Repositioning herself upon the tree stump, she tuned her lute and sang: [center][columns][i][b]The Plaguelands are great Life and death together entwined Such rot and decay[/b][/i] [nextcol][img]http://kyrislian.com/gallery/var/albums/pixels/Collection/plague_ani.gif[/img] [nextcol][b][i] A bunch of dragons Wandering aimlessly here So far from their homes[/b][/i][nextcol][img]http://kyrislian.com/gallery/var/albums/pixels/Collection/plague_ani.gif[/img] [nextcol][i][b]Through dangers untold tourists will fight for their lives for a stupid shirt[/b][/i][/columns][/center] Leda gets up from the tree stump without saying a word, packs her belongings, and wanders off toward the Wyrmwound... whistling a tune.

@Ethras Pinging self so I can write up something tomorrow!! Totally interested!!

@FloatinginSpace [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16981767] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/169818/16981767_350.png[/img] [/url] Innyath looks with a careful eye over the bones. Were those Spiral bones? She didn't get to visit the graveyards back home in the Starwood Strand; she was thought too young and (heh) flighty to participate in the rituals. Not too young to go traveling, however, and visit other lands. Even if she was accompanied by her mother. Wait, is that a cerdae horn in with those bones? 'Well,' she muttered under her breath, 'I[b]'m certain to have a phlegmastic time out here[/b].'

@FloatingInSpace [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16888177] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/168882/16888177_350.png[/img] [/url] Emile shouted to his twin sister Brekkefast (Brekke). "Brekke, come on the tour's going to start!" "Coming!" Brekke replied. [b]"I'm prepared to have a phlegm-tastic time out here!"[/b] she exclaimed. [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16888179] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/168882/16888179_350.png[/img] [/url] The twin Wildclaws were ecstatic when they heard there was a tour of Plague's Wasteland. Well actually it was Brekke who was eager to go, Emile on the other hand wasn't at all hyped out to see "different kinds of waste" as he called it. Though in the end, he agreed to go because he was a 'little bit' curious what different kinds of waste he would see. So here he was listening to Dionysus showing them bones.Emile scoffed at the sight and thought rolling his eyes 'What's so interesting about them?'. Brekke though squealed with delight at the sight of them. "Ooh bones!!Lovely!It's a shame that the blood dried up already.. um could we take home one or two as a souvenir?" she asked Dionysus. Emile groaned as his sister asked the question. "What are we going to with a pile of bones?!!" Brekke ignored his brother and waited for the guide to answer.