Dalgona
(#62749841)
Smashes the fourth wall as a part-time job
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Wind.
Female Guardian
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
13.33 m
Wingspan
17.18 m
Weight
6725.42 kg
Genetics
Silver
Clown
Clown
Lemon
Blend
Blend
Royal
Basic
Basic
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Guardian
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
8
QCK
5
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
"...so I sat down to make a character out of you."
The dragon sitting in front of me doesn't even try to hide the yawn; it's like she wants me to think my story was boring.
"...You don't have to be rude, you know. I didn't make you out to be rude."
Dalgona yawns again, eyes locked onto mine. "I'm not rude, I'm just honest."
"Well I-" I stop there, thinking about it for a bit.
"I didn't make you to be honest, either.", I add with a small pout.
- "Well too bad, because that's just how I am.", she adds and then there's silence between us for a while.
"...I gave you a nice blend secondary. Do you like it?", I ask quietly.
- "Mmmn, it's nice. You didn't give me a tertiary, though." True, but as I come up with a way to explain the constraints of time and it's relation to gathering treasure on-site, I am already interrupted by her. "What's my name, anyway?"
Oh dear, this one wasn't at my most creative. "Dalgona.", I mutter again below breath.
- "Dalgona?" She stops for a pause, apparently giving it some real thought. "...What kind of a name is that?"
"A made up one.", I shoot out before my brain manages to think it through. We both look at each other and burst into a short yet hearty laugh.
As we quiet down, time grows near until I see the last of her.
"So what's my purpose?", she finally asks.
- "To be honest, I... Don't know yet." I glance around, trying to find a momentary inspiration in something, but plastic toys and some computer stuff doesn't help with it. Dragons don't own CD's.
- "Perhaps you... share the joy of early Britney Spears singles around Sornieth?"
Her uncommon eyes roll in her sockets, yet she doesn't seem really angry. Maybe she did pick up on some of the kindness I imbued her with.
"Perhaps you'll follow your parent's battle footsteps." I add hopefully. "Or learn to read and write with your claws."
- "Or perhaps I'll be a Nocturne by the time we see each other again." An impish grin rests on her snout, followed by yet another yawn. I get worried.
"Do you have trouble sleeping?", I ask with suspicion. I never thought of myself as that boring.
She grins again. "Perhaps."
We share one final laugh before she gets up and trots off-screen, slowly and with grace. Her flickering tail is the last thing I see, and it's already been oh so long since then.
The dragon sitting in front of me doesn't even try to hide the yawn; it's like she wants me to think my story was boring.
"...You don't have to be rude, you know. I didn't make you out to be rude."
Dalgona yawns again, eyes locked onto mine. "I'm not rude, I'm just honest."
"Well I-" I stop there, thinking about it for a bit.
"I didn't make you to be honest, either.", I add with a small pout.
- "Well too bad, because that's just how I am.", she adds and then there's silence between us for a while.
"...I gave you a nice blend secondary. Do you like it?", I ask quietly.
- "Mmmn, it's nice. You didn't give me a tertiary, though." True, but as I come up with a way to explain the constraints of time and it's relation to gathering treasure on-site, I am already interrupted by her. "What's my name, anyway?"
Oh dear, this one wasn't at my most creative. "Dalgona.", I mutter again below breath.
- "Dalgona?" She stops for a pause, apparently giving it some real thought. "...What kind of a name is that?"
"A made up one.", I shoot out before my brain manages to think it through. We both look at each other and burst into a short yet hearty laugh.
As we quiet down, time grows near until I see the last of her.
"So what's my purpose?", she finally asks.
- "To be honest, I... Don't know yet." I glance around, trying to find a momentary inspiration in something, but plastic toys and some computer stuff doesn't help with it. Dragons don't own CD's.
- "Perhaps you... share the joy of early Britney Spears singles around Sornieth?"
Her uncommon eyes roll in her sockets, yet she doesn't seem really angry. Maybe she did pick up on some of the kindness I imbued her with.
"Perhaps you'll follow your parent's battle footsteps." I add hopefully. "Or learn to read and write with your claws."
- "Or perhaps I'll be a Nocturne by the time we see each other again." An impish grin rests on her snout, followed by yet another yawn. I get worried.
"Do you have trouble sleeping?", I ask with suspicion. I never thought of myself as that boring.
She grins again. "Perhaps."
We share one final laugh before she gets up and trots off-screen, slowly and with grace. Her flickering tail is the last thing I see, and it's already been oh so long since then.
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