Omicron
(#37023118)
Health is a crown only the ill can see.
Familiar
Boilback Slink
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Spiral
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Personal Style
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Skin
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Measurements
Length
3.63 m
Wingspan
3.09 m
Weight
64.94 kg
Genetics
Peacock
Cherub
Cherub
Pistachio
Freckle
Freckle
Mint
Spines
Spines
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
(WIP)
-Liberated laboratory experiment bred from plague dragons with different symbiote strains
-Can generate strains of viruses at will
-Ability is suppressed by chains he wears until he is better at controlling
-Adopted into healer's den from a young age
A weapon is obedient. A weapon maims. A weapon does not feel.
These were the three tenets drilled into Subject Omicron even while he still writhed in his saline tank. He was special, [] said. A
Not that there was ever a chance of being normal. Omicron was once engineered to be the perfect bioweapon- a Plague dragon with a viral symbiote that mutates and changes at his command. Even if Keferia and Teeka hadn't found him and brought him back to Wonderstark, he would never have been viewed with anything other than fear or awe.
Then again, Omicron sometimes wishes his bolder clanmates would stop digging under that layer of ginger respect for the dragon underneath- for the irritable test subject who rebels at direct commands even if they're life-or-death, for the surgeon and virologist who won't take death for an answer as long as there's something in the air for him to work with, for the spiral who takes to his two friends' company tighter than bacteria does to agar.
He's not quite ready to face that dragon himself. Not yet, at least.
Early Life
-Liberated laboratory experiment bred from plague dragons with different symbiote strains
-Can generate strains of viruses at will
-Ability is suppressed by chains he wears until he is better at controlling
-Adopted into healer's den from a young age
A weapon is obedient. A weapon maims. A weapon does not feel.
These were the three tenets drilled into Subject Omicron even while he still writhed in his saline tank. He was special, [] said. A
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Personality The healers of Clan Wonderstark generally allow themselves to be easily found. Mistrunner will always make his presence known if he isn't out collecting herbs- there's always someone to chase after regarding injuries and maladies, after all. Hollow is a bit more reclusive, but he reliably ensures that his den is open to those who need him every afternoon and evening. Yet Omicron is an oddity. Omicron hides in dark nooks and crannies, rarely revealing himself unless his services are required. In one light, that's probably a good thing. Omicron specialises in stitching up grievous wounds, removing debilitating growths, and tempering with the potency of deadly diseases. If a patient doesn't see Omicron around, it means they're not immediately at death's door. In another light, he might as well as have choked out any chance at normalcy himself. |
Then again, Omicron sometimes wishes his bolder clanmates would stop digging under that layer of ginger respect for the dragon underneath- for the irritable test subject who rebels at direct commands even if they're life-or-death, for the surgeon and virologist who won't take death for an answer as long as there's something in the air for him to work with, for the spiral who takes to his two friends' company tighter than bacteria does to agar.
He's not quite ready to face that dragon himself. Not yet, at least.
Early Life
Corona lived within a large tundra flock around the Arcane-Ice border as a hatchling. She was loved by her extended family and became loving towards any dragon she meets on her pack’s journeys, even if they bully her for being a dimwit. However, one day Centaur raiders ambushed the flock. Corona was captured along with some other hatchlings while the adults helplessly looked on, defending each other instead of stepping forward to defend them. This caused Corona to fall into bitter desolation when she arrived at the Beastclan’s camp until she forgot where she came from.
Even though she was sad and frustrated about how she and the many other captured hatchlings were used as sacrifices to the Shade, the young tundra retained hope by resorting to soothing the captured fae hatchling beside her- a tiny fellow she liked to call ‘Little Sky’. Eventually, they made the promise that they will escape together and take a stand against the Shade, though Corona had no idea how they would achieve this. She kept the false hope, however, and on the day of the sacrifice, Little Sky managed to teleport her along with other Arcane dragons to the Observatory.
While relatively unharmed, the underlying bitterness Corona has built up during the period she was kidnapped had made her susceptible to becoming Shadetouched. She was taken away from the Observatory to a quarantine island of Focal Reach, one where she can meditate and purify herself without disturbance. So she did for many years until her fur turned golden and being kidnapped was less than a dim memory. Then one day, a familiar blue fae came to announce her release and request to found a clan with her. Corona did not know why, but somehow knew it was right to accept.
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Even though she was sad and frustrated about how she and the many other captured hatchlings were used as sacrifices to the Shade, the young tundra retained hope by resorting to soothing the captured fae hatchling beside her- a tiny fellow she liked to call ‘Little Sky’. Eventually, they made the promise that they will escape together and take a stand against the Shade, though Corona had no idea how they would achieve this. She kept the false hope, however, and on the day of the sacrifice, Little Sky managed to teleport her along with other Arcane dragons to the Observatory.
While relatively unharmed, the underlying bitterness Corona has built up during the period she was kidnapped had made her susceptible to becoming Shadetouched. She was taken away from the Observatory to a quarantine island of Focal Reach, one where she can meditate and purify herself without disturbance. So she did for many years until her fur turned golden and being kidnapped was less than a dim memory. Then one day, a familiar blue fae came to announce her release and request to found a clan with her. Corona did not know why, but somehow knew it was right to accept.
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Current
With the movement of the clan from Crystalspine Reaches to Starwood Strand, the lessened influence from the Observatory caused Corona's fur to begin reverting back to its maroon colour. She was no longer under the protection from being influenced by the Shade. Not wanting others to worry, Corona avoided mentioning her problem. As the colour change became more severe, Corona began isolating herself from clanmates entirely, locking herself up in the nursery to hide her change from others. Being away from the friends she depended upon made matters escalate for the worse, however. As the last shade of gold faded away, so did Corona's immunity. Upon opening the nursery doors, the tundra sprang out, canines bared, not hesitating to hurt anyone in her way. With great difficulty, the tundra was subdued and restrained in Exeter's workspace while he searched for a cure. After weeks of dedicated planning and research, a series of devised runes were seared into Corona's flesh. Though the spell did nothing but make the tundra go berserk at first, after a few days the tundra began to slowly regain her conscience. Within a month, Corona was herself again, albeit in her original colours and with emotional scars. |
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Trivia
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>Though Corona has the typical short memory span of tundra dragons, she retains general facts better and gets around the handicap by keeping a collection of scent jars to remind her of certain significant events that have happened.
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