Weierstrass
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Promising young wizard with a cursed bloodline, no!
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This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Male Spiral
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
3.66 m
Wingspan
2 m
Weight
122.52 kg
Genetics
Blackberry
Skink
Skink
Red
Myrid
Myrid
Metals
Sparkle
Sparkle
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Spiral
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
8
INT
5
VIT
6
MND
5
Biography
WEIERSTRASS
A fractal distilled in dragon form; the puppeteer of space; wanderer of the city night
theme
Naomi --> Willow --> Weierstrass
 RELATIONS  WHATNOT: The incarnation of a dragon's irrational thought, extracted by Weierstrass and reborn as a dragon. They both connected and became partners.  HILBERT: Weierstrass' son. The menifestation of infinity.  CANTOR: Weierstrass' other son; Weierstrass treaded beyond the realm of infinity and condensed the substances across the threshold, and Cantor was born.  MEMORIA: They both hatched on the same day, in the same nest. While they have parted ways to live in different clans, Weierstrass is very fond of his sister.  
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HISTORY It's difficult to find jobs and apply for scholarships when your father runs a shady cult that worships diseases and the plague; your mother who is also a devout follower (though now, escaped!) and the is only living daughter of your infamous grandmother; someone who made a terrible, terrible deal with the dark gods of the depths a long time ago to achieve power, but the power only drove her mad -- she became a thing who could no longer be reasoned with and rambled feverishly about...things from the other side. It had become a sensation that Weierstrass' ancestry was cursed ever since Naomi made that deal, dooming all her descendants to a bitter fate of succumbing to evil and insanity. Well, they weren't completely wrong, because indeed some of Weierstrass' siblings exemplified that. But Weierstrass merely wanted to join the Astrolodome's prestigious magic school where he could practise and hone his skills. As a child when his parents were not watching him, he'd form magic circles and chant spells -- it was a little obsession of his, and he had talent for magic, as his twin sister did. He helped Memoria cover up her 'crimes' when she time traveled to explore new worlds. One day he felt that the association with this accursed bloodline was getting nonsensical, so he gave himself a makeover. Using magic, he changed his appearance to a very innocent looking young man, someone who looked like an absent minded and lost student in his freshman year. He packed his bags, picked up some robes he found from the trash bin, and walked through the school gates. Immediately, he was stopped by the guard. The guard had a bushy mustache, so big that it covered a big portion of his nose. He wore shades, and took them off, giving Weierstrass a suspicious glance. "And who are you, Mr?" bellowed the guard, "And why have you brought along so many of your fly friends?" "Friends?" Confused, Weierstrass darted his head around, and indeed his robes had attracted a nest of flies. He swatted them away. "Sorry, but you're not welcome here." Weierstrass said, and waved his hands. A sparkle of pink energy escaped his finers, and the flies transformed into butterflies and flew away. "Impressive. Now do you have your card?" "Yes, yes I do. But I forgot...I don't know where it is, sir. I must have dropped it." The guard laughed. "Your magic is strong, son. But it's not good to lie. I can smell something fishy in you." "What?" Weierstrass laughed nervously, scratching his head. His heart was pounding. Would he be kicked out? (Well, he wasn't enrolled so how could he be kicked out?) "T-Th-There's no way you can smell Naomi's blood from here." The guard came over and rested his arm over his shoulders. "No, of course not. But I suppose you spilled the beans!" The guard laughed, very proud of himself. "No, of course I can't. I was joking. Students always lie about losing their card. Your clothes...it smells, that's all. Anyway...Naomi..." the guard pondered for a moment, and continued, "Well. I know how much you want to get in. If not you wouldn't be content with wearing clothes from the garbage. Maybe I'll write a letter to the principal a letter of recommendation." Weierstrass' heart throbbed. He could not believe his ears. "A-Aren't you afraid? Of who I am?" "I've always found it silly, son." The guard said, ushering him inside the school. "Why damn a child from a promising future for what their parents did? You have great talent. I think you're a good fit here." A teary eyed Weierstrass hugged the guard. His height only reached the guard's chest -- the height difference was comical. "Why, thank you!" Notes: - Became vice president of Cosmology Club - Dabbled a bit in healing magic before settling on his area of interest, Space folding, which allows one to bend space and travel large distances in a short time. Teleportation is such an application. - Enjoys traveling - Likes to make fun of his grandmother by telling fictitious accounts of her by the campfire |
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═══════════════════════════════════════════ Nests ; Lore for every nest ═══════════════════════════════════════════ Throughout his ventures into the depths of space and the abstract, Weierstrass encountered many peculiarities. Out of the tumbling chaos and random objects that roam out there, when something piques his interest, he'd pull it out of its slumber. He can pull virtually anything from it, even concepts and intangible things. It is not subjected to imagination, and he can even pull out statements and turn them into a reality. 1. The infinity nest: And there were a few he found. When he was first flying out to explore the realm, he was inexperienced and could only fly straight. So he thought, to maybe keep flying straight until he reached the end. But there was no end, and there he got the idea to find something eternal, something endless. He thought of building an infinite hotel in the clouds. And there he pulled out Infinity, who was born as Hilbert to help him out. Though eventually he found something beyond that, Cantor. 2. The ambiguous nest: There were jitters and spirals raining down from below, and one of them looked extremely jagged and smooth that it attracted his attention. The object changed shape at every different viewpoint, and was every aspect of itself was not constant. He pulled it out, which became Noether. While filtering out all the other spirals Mandelbrot was pulled out as well, hooked behind the vestiges of Noether left in the abstract realm. Weierstrass was surprised by Mendelbrot's existence, but he did not know what Mandelbrot represented. Could he be a fractal like him? Or something more like his sister? 3. The dream nest: Spectre, Bolzano and Puppet were accidents. They came to him in his dreams. Weierstrass often had bizarre dreams as he was often feverish. They were old faces, but Weierstrass did not recognize them. Weierstrass dreamed of a partially constructed world -- incomplete and had many facets missing, such as the background, or the shadows. Nor were there light. There was an apparition wrapping him as he slept, and he dreamed of this sensation. Cold to the touch, slightly damp. And a heavy heart, as if drowning. Before he woke up in terror, he pulled it out into the real world, and came Spectre. He slept once more, wanting to confide with his old friends, despite the fact he didn't have any, since as he child he hid under everything he could find. Perhaps a forgotten memory. And there was Bolzano. Puppet came later. Puppet was a strange one, where he dreamed of strings and the deep sea. And there were plants. There was a world. But he had no body, and he only watched. He had no control, and he only watched the time pass. He watched the mountains grow and perish, he watched the flowers thrive and wither. He watched himself watch the world moving silently in the reaches of space, the sun blooming in the end. Puppet was then distilled from how he felt -- a sense of serenity and calm upon relinquishing his own self. 4. The romantic nest: the stars were right, and the trees in the surroundings were, too. The glowing purple and pink leaves covered the entirety of Weierstrass' peripheral vision, but his eyes were focused on the love of his life: Whatnot, a magical being he'd found when he first was lost in the abstract realms. Together, the threw themselves inside once more, each pulling out a suitable dragon, and together they were so much more. They represented each sides of the coin, the opposing dualities. Whatever Riemann was, Lovelace opposed and complemented, and vice versa. Creation and destruction, life and death, love and hate... What they actually represented was still unknown, but these young dragons are growing quickly, ready to explore the world and discover themseleves. | x |
omg look at his size he's so tiny
babies: Prayer
will probably have one more nest then he'll stop breeding, except maybe special dates.
Note: He won't retire, but breeding will slow down. He'll be limited
Next nest: probably Nov for my birthday?
Sandsurge!
Weierstrass played around with Azathoth
Azathoth??? wrote:
As Weierstrass learned new skills and techniques from his skill, he specialized in the art of transmutation. Soon, he was capable of changing his breed with ease (something he struggled with before), and once he was bored with his current appearance he decided to take the form of a spiral, as chaotic and noodly as the thoughts in his head.
It was also then Weierstrass became morbidly curious of his grandmother, especially after he heard of news about his mother's escape from the Scarred Wasteland. He tried to contact her, but he couldn't find her. (Because he thought she'd flee to the Arcane so he scuttled all over the land to find her, but she went to Dragonhome instead...) He began visiting the library more often; digging through stacks of archives, and also sneaking into the so-called 'forbidden parts' of the Astrolodome library, in hopes to maybe find any clues about Naomi's history.
After being disciplined a couple of times for his deliquency (and also threatened expulsion), he got the general idea that Naomi had tried communing with the shade, or perhaps the entity known as Yog Sothoth, as her lust for knowledge and power drew her to capture millions of souls so that she could create the perfect vessel for divine knowledge. A mere dragon was too frail to hold such magic power; and Yog Sothoth did not have their best interests, too, with its motivations impossible to understand.
Since Yog Sothoth was the embodiment of all knowledge, all that has happened and will happen, it was impossible to outsmart and gain control over. That was Naomi's mistake. So, Weierstrass turned his attention to Azathoth, the 'blind idiot god' resting among the depths of the shade. Powerful, yes, but also a total idiot, and idiot was the perfect descriptor for this all powerful entity.
So in his dreams, he utilized his signature power: to traverse the abstract realms, to cross the threshold, and there he was shrouded with darkness made of tendrils and shadows made of bone. It was noisy, like a discord of disorganized disarray, which disturbed Weierstrass greatly, but he was not disinterested. He walked the distance paved for him, and there he met Azathoth.
It was snoring silently.
And there Weierstrass stared at it, trying to focus his eyes on what he was staring at but no clear picture could be formed. Azathoth was ever shifting, throbbing and pulsating with no definite shape. It was dense, colorless, and sticky. (Because Weierstrass could not put his hands off anything he could lay his eyes on, and he was almost sucked inside.)
Quickly a sense of terror overwhelmed him, and something began to claw at his eyes. So he cried, quickly waking himself from his dream. But for a few days later, his body felt weak, and did poorly for the test afterwards. (He was demoralized because he was usually a better-than-average student, so he felt like an idiot) And once (he wasn't sure whether it was in his dream or reality), writhing vines burted out from his back and neck, and a surge of foreign energy ran through his veins...
And he felt good! So he giggled out black tears from his wings and took flight, into the endless reaches of cosmic space.
A day later, he was called back by the principal -- luckily, he was given a second chance to stay in the school, but he had to do a retest.
It was also then Weierstrass became morbidly curious of his grandmother, especially after he heard of news about his mother's escape from the Scarred Wasteland. He tried to contact her, but he couldn't find her. (Because he thought she'd flee to the Arcane so he scuttled all over the land to find her, but she went to Dragonhome instead...) He began visiting the library more often; digging through stacks of archives, and also sneaking into the so-called 'forbidden parts' of the Astrolodome library, in hopes to maybe find any clues about Naomi's history.
After being disciplined a couple of times for his deliquency (and also threatened expulsion), he got the general idea that Naomi had tried communing with the shade, or perhaps the entity known as Yog Sothoth, as her lust for knowledge and power drew her to capture millions of souls so that she could create the perfect vessel for divine knowledge. A mere dragon was too frail to hold such magic power; and Yog Sothoth did not have their best interests, too, with its motivations impossible to understand.
Since Yog Sothoth was the embodiment of all knowledge, all that has happened and will happen, it was impossible to outsmart and gain control over. That was Naomi's mistake. So, Weierstrass turned his attention to Azathoth, the 'blind idiot god' resting among the depths of the shade. Powerful, yes, but also a total idiot, and idiot was the perfect descriptor for this all powerful entity.
So in his dreams, he utilized his signature power: to traverse the abstract realms, to cross the threshold, and there he was shrouded with darkness made of tendrils and shadows made of bone. It was noisy, like a discord of disorganized disarray, which disturbed Weierstrass greatly, but he was not disinterested. He walked the distance paved for him, and there he met Azathoth.
It was snoring silently.
And there Weierstrass stared at it, trying to focus his eyes on what he was staring at but no clear picture could be formed. Azathoth was ever shifting, throbbing and pulsating with no definite shape. It was dense, colorless, and sticky. (Because Weierstrass could not put his hands off anything he could lay his eyes on, and he was almost sucked inside.)
Quickly a sense of terror overwhelmed him, and something began to claw at his eyes. So he cried, quickly waking himself from his dream. But for a few days later, his body felt weak, and did poorly for the test afterwards. (He was demoralized because he was usually a better-than-average student, so he felt like an idiot) And once (he wasn't sure whether it was in his dream or reality), writhing vines burted out from his back and neck, and a surge of foreign energy ran through his veins...
And he felt good! So he giggled out black tears from his wings and took flight, into the endless reaches of cosmic space.
A day later, he was called back by the principal -- luckily, he was given a second chance to stay in the school, but he had to do a retest.
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