Phosphor
(#33134175)
Level 1 Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.75 m
Wingspan
1.57 m
Weight
86.21 kg
Genetics
Ice
Iridescent
Iridescent
Ice
Shimmer
Shimmer
Ice
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
5
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
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B I O G R A P H Y
Perhaps we should begin from her start. You see, Phosphor's name isn't because of her bright coloring, it's because of where she came from. She spent her younger days in an electricity farm, forever spending her time monitoring the constant pulse of electricity, the ever thrumming heartbeat of her machines. She tried to escape her reality, but again, again, again she was forced to go back, to dance the sparking dance of electricity. She came of age, but nothing changed. Nobody else came to check on her anymore, leaving her food and then leaving without a trace. She became monotone, trapped in her dance of check, collect power, repeat. The thought of escape tempted her, but she forced the fiendish thoughts back with an extra dose of her three commands. |
B I O G R A P H Y
One day, somebody came for her. Not one of the normal dragons to give her food and materials, but somebody to help. He had no name, no history, nothing, but he was willing to help. Phosphor tried to be kind to him, but she now wished for the sweet comfort of only the thrum of her machines, not the constant noise of another dragon. The dragon went a few weeks later, and Phosphor went back about her business. The silence was bliss, but escape tempted her once more. She didn't wonder what the outside was like, but what other technology was out there. Of course, she knew if she left her patch of farm, she'd be punished, and she hadn't seen herself, let alone the sun, in ages. What had she looked like again? She had no clue. |
B I O G R A P H Y
She found out soon enough. Her constant labor from her hatching had bleached all the life off of her scales, and they emitted a soft, cold glow from the constant exposure to the machines she worked. Her eyes were the only vibrant part of her, and they also flowed a soft, lovely blue. How did she know this? She was going up for auction. Her bleached color made her a rarity, and could be sold for a handsome price. Her time in the auction house was torture. Her separation of the machines was driving her mad, and she watched as so many dragons passed by. It was too bright for her tastes, and much too loud. She needed a respite. That respite came when a dragon came and led her off into this clan, to work as a mechanic and to power her new electric lights they've lovingly nicknamed "Phosphor bulbs". |
Bio template by Mibella, find it here.
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