MarySue

The only dragon of her colours active and not exalted, she's clearly super-special, totally overpowered, ect ect.

Oh, and she must be the only Imperial in the clan. Rivals are... dealt with.

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Violent and impulsive in such a way that she will viciously attack others with only her goal in mind, before and after. Greedy when it comes to material values such as gold and other treasures, and selfish when it comes to attention and social situations.

MarySue is a large Imperial dragon, dwarfing many others of her breed. She was hatched and raised in another Timeline from that of Sornieth, a land that requires great strength and skill, where all dragons are born with an instinct to kill those around them, especially those of fellow breed. When she was thrown into Sornieth through strange rifts in time-space, she had already grown over half way to adulthood. Her instincts did not leave her as she had left her land, and the clan that took her in was only just able to suppress her.

Since she grew slowly, the clan felt it would be able to keep her tethered for as long as she stayed. Their confidence withered with every Imperial death in the clan, MarySue showing no signs of trying to hide her deeds, with no shame or regrets. She quickly became the only one of her breed within the clan. When GaryStu was brought into the clan, they did everything in their power to keep them apart, but never giving either of them up for their own greed.

The very things that helped MarySue to do what she did was her massive body, and the spectacular and horrifying abilities she possessed. She could speak with the dead, long passed or far away from where they were slain. She had an undoubtable and steel gripped control over the element of fire, flames doing her every bid, impossible and unthinkable alike. Her wings could fell trees around her as she flew, and her tail could dent and shatter the sturdiest of armors. And her eyes, a sickening green, could hypnotize any that dared look into them like a drug. The land she came from may be a mystery to her clan, but for her, it was her entire being.

During MarySue's stay with her clan, a young, unintelligent, and just as greedy Mirror dragon named Trageon fell in love with her, for what seemed the express reasons was that she, too, like him, was lacking in beauty, if not purely ugly, and greedy as one can bear to hold. Many tried to convince the male to step down from being so infatuated with her, but he refused, often stealing from his clan and giving whatever he didn't keep for himself to MarySue. As punishment, he was thrown from the clan, only allowed to return if he became proper. He never did return. And MarySue was furious.

Her emotions proved to be a shock to many clan members who doubted her ever having any true emotions at all. Her fury came from being told not that Trageon had been thrown from the clan for his greed, but that the male no longer loved her and had ditched her for himself. MarySue's rage was a nightmare for the clan, lasting days on end. Many were hurt in thoughtless attacks, some, killed. The strongest warriors in the clan were forced to restrain her, throwing her into a constricted crack of the earth and locking her inside.

She continued to grow within the chasm, her body only barely able to fit inside, forced to twist and climb over herself just to face the opposite direction. She ignored those who visited her, no temptations or talk could get her to react. All except the presence of Imperials. When she could smell the scent of an Imperial, she would squirm and writhe, rumbling with disdain, anger, and violent rage. The few words she used were roars of thunder. Many who did not know she was there thought the sounds and vibrations were quakes within the earth.

Many of her visitors did not leave unscathed, even with her at the bottom of a pit and unreachable. Her eyes would penetrate the dark and looking at them caused most if not all to fall into a trance, some trying to free her, others becoming as violent as she. They would then be isolated, becoming more and more desperate with each of three days passing, the last being an unbearable pain to the victims. When it wore off, many thought they had survived death itself.

For now, the clan keeps MarySue alone and contained. They wish to know more about her, if they can. and they want to use both her, and GaryStu for their own gain.

Who knows what will happen next...




(With thanks to PuzzleDust!)