Karaval
(#38945064)
Level 11 Wildclaw
Familiar
Ghost Manticore
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Lightning.
Male Wildclaw
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Personal Style
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Skin
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Measurements
Length
4.11 m
Wingspan
7.41 m
Weight
558.42 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Obsidian
Basic
Basic
Seafoam
Circuit
Circuit
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 11 Wildclaw
EXP: 21190 / 34264
STR
58
AGI
9
DEF
6
QCK
7
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
6
Biography
all this stuff is over a year old and im too lazy to update it go ham
Karaval was a freedom fighter. An advocate for equality. The augmented dragons were oppressed from the future where he came from. He had hacked into one of the prisons in attempts to break out the unjustly imprisoned, but was caught himself after slipping out the Binary and detained for several years for "acts of treason" against the oppressive rule. He still seeks for equality for his fellow Augments, but since getting ripped from his homeland he doubts he can truly do anything. This doesn't stop him from fighting for it though. [Lore is a WIP]
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Karaval was a freedom fighter. An advocate for equality. The augmented dragons were oppressed from the future where he came from. He had hacked into one of the prisons in attempts to break out the unjustly imprisoned, but was caught himself after slipping out the Binary and detained for several years for "acts of treason" against the oppressive rule. He still seeks for equality for his fellow Augments, but since getting ripped from his homeland he doubts he can truly do anything. This doesn't stop him from fighting for it though. [Lore is a WIP]
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When my eyes opened, everything was grey. It took a while for my vision to focus, and I couldn't tell where I was. I blinked once, then again, then again. Still, everything was a blur. I shook my head. Everything was still blurred. It wasn't until I glanced at my arm and I saw a switch and flipped it, because it peaked my curiosity, did my vision finally focus. I glanced around, seeing that I was in an operation room. I was alone. Suddenly, I was struck with a headache, and I grimaced in pain. I curled up in my bed and whimpered.
"So it works."
A man's scruffy voice echoed from somewhere behind me. I was so disoriented from the pain it took me a minute to find where he was.
"You've done well. Do you know who you are?"
I shook my head no, still holding my grimace.
"You are our rebirth."
4 Years Later My footsteps echoed throughout the empty hall. What a grand hall it was. Pictures of previous speakers lined the walls, some of the pictures were of the speakers holding prestigious awards, others were pictures of them in the hall, and then others were them speaking on stage. I sighed gently, fixing my shirt collar and the banners wrapped around my dark wings. This was it. Once I did this there was no turning back. My last footsteps of tranquility echoed throughout the hall, and I walked before the screaming crowd. ~
"WHY DO YOU LET YOURSELF BE OPPRESSED?! WE ARE MORE THAN WORKDOGS!"
My words echoed out, and the crowd roared. I could see all different types of dragons out there. I could see those who were completely cybernetic, and ones that were pure organic, I could also see augmented dragons that were so very different and so very similar to me.
"THE AUGMENTED ARE MORE THAN A PITIFUL MIX OF CYBERNETIC AND ORGANIC! WE ARE OUR OWN RACE!"
I cried out again, and I could see the permanent sadness in the augments eyes flare up and get replaced with anger and hope. My fist was raised in the air, my wings were spread so everyone could see the full banners.
"THE CYBERNETIC ARE MORE THAN MACHINES!"
A chorus of mechanical roars and hollers sounded from the crowd, machine and organics alike raising their wings and fists to my rally.
"THE ORGANIC ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN BUNDLES OF CELLS!"
A rich wave of roars and screeches echoed out to my words, the organics also rallied up from my words.
"WE WILL FIGHT FOR FREEDOM! WE WILL END THIS OPPRESSIVE RULE AND WE WILL BE EQUAL!"
I screamed, my circuit tattoos lighting up from the adrenaline. I threw my fist in the air again with a cry and the rest of my audience followed.
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Artworks
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  Breed: Coatl, Imperial, Mirror, Nocturne, Ridgeback, Spiral, Wildclaw Primary Colour: Obsidian - Midnight Secondary Colour: Obsidian - Midnight Tertiary Colour: Teal - Emerald, Green - Leaf Primary Gene: Basic Secondary Gene: Basic Tertiary Gene: Circuit Lore: Hackers move through electric currents, though as their name implies, Hackers use their abilities for espionage, sabotage, and other aggressive, nefarious means. Because of their unique skillset, Hackers are often are employed as shock troops (pun absolutely intended). Some Hackers are more tricksters than malicious spirits, enjoying to cause machinery errors, shutdowns, overloads, or unexpected behaviour. Others are like ghosts, rarely if ever seen outside of the current, preferring the smooth logic of the binary world. Creators: DarkMatter, lavarift |
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