Solitaire
(#87366418)
You're as easy to read as the cards in my claws.
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Arcane.
Male Skydancer
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.64 m
Wingspan
3.56 m
Weight
394.09 kg
Genetics
Strawberry
Harlequin
Harlequin
Garnet
Bee
Bee
Maroon
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Skydancer
Max Level
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
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"Pick a card, any card" Is a deceptive little lie. You're lured into your choice- To make your own is to die. |
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Solitaire took a moment to look out at his audience, which was a large crowd of at least fifty dragons and growing. He sighed inwardly, then resumed giving instructions to the fae he had randomly selected from the crowd.
"Now that you've selected your card, I'd like you to write your name, doodle a little picture, or scribble hieroglyphs on its face- whatever you want to do. This is to ensure the card is yours, and not just a lookalike from another deck."
A murmur swept through the gathered dragons. Several heads turned to watch him suspiciously, while the rest merely peered at the fae as he doodled what looked to be about eight-hundred bubble hearts all over the card face.
"Done!" The fae chirped, leaning back to admire his work.
Ah, yes, he thought. You just turned that ace of spades into a twenty-seven of hearts.
Picking up the rest of the deck, he fanned out the cards and held them up to the audience. "Please note each card is different." After a few seconds, he collapsed and lowered the cards, flipped them over, and began to fan them out again, slowly working them through his claws.
"Put your card somewhere in the deck, wherever you'd like- face down, please, so everyone can see where you placed it."
When the fae inserted the card, he held up the fanned cards for the audience to see. The only card they could actually read now was the fae's- all they saw were the backs of the rest.
"Watch closely." He said. He collapsed the fan, cut and shuffled the deck for about five seconds, then fanned them out again. Every card still faced the same direction as before- only this time, the fae's was gone.
There was an audible gasp from the audience. He flipped the deck around so they could see the face of the cards, and they gasped again. The face of each card was blank. Still holding it up for them to see, he collapsed the deck and slowly, one by one, fanned them out again. The face of the first card was the fae's multi-hearted ace of spades. As was the second, and the third, and the fourth. Every single card seemed to be a copy of the carefully crafted design the fae had drawn only minutes prior. When he reached the last card in the deck, which still seemed to be a blank-sided playing card, he carefully turned it over in his claws, revealing the same multi-hearted ace of spades design on its other side. He flipped it over again, allowing them all to see the other side now looked like the back of a normal playing card. He lowered the cards, inviting his volunteer to take them all for examination.
After several moments of near-tangible suspense, the fae let out a long breath. "How is it possible? They're all the same...they're all mine."
The audience erupted into cheers, but Solitaire raised a talon to his snout and waved his claws at the audience to quiet them down. He wasn't finished yet.
Carefully taking back the cards, he held them up again so the crowd could see them. Each one still appeared to be the doodled-on ace of spades. He adjusted his grip on the cards and plucked a single card off of the end, turning it slowly in his claws. After the first turn, the card face became blank again, and after the second, both sides became blank. He set it down on the table in front of him, and repeated the process with the next one. He did that for five cards, then collapsed the stack, reshuffled them, and fanned them out again. All of them were blank. He turned them over- they were all blank on that side, too.
He picked up the five cards he set on the table and reinserted them into the deck. He collapsed it for the final time, making sure they could still see the blank side of the bottom card, then closed his talons around them and pressed them flat. A puff of black smoke shot out between his claws, and when he opened them again, the cards were gone.
He waited for a few seconds, letting the disappearance of the entire deck sink in. He then tipped his talons, and a cascade of black powder fell to the ground.
"Zephyr," he said slowly, speaking to his fae volunteer, "would you mind looking inside your satchel?"
The fae snapped to attention, and one of his frills drooped slightly in confusion. Nevertheless, he complied.
When he opened his satchel, he froze, staring at something inside it with astonishment. After several moments, he finally pulled it out. It was his card.
"Now that you've selected your card, I'd like you to write your name, doodle a little picture, or scribble hieroglyphs on its face- whatever you want to do. This is to ensure the card is yours, and not just a lookalike from another deck."
A murmur swept through the gathered dragons. Several heads turned to watch him suspiciously, while the rest merely peered at the fae as he doodled what looked to be about eight-hundred bubble hearts all over the card face.
"Done!" The fae chirped, leaning back to admire his work.
Ah, yes, he thought. You just turned that ace of spades into a twenty-seven of hearts.
Picking up the rest of the deck, he fanned out the cards and held them up to the audience. "Please note each card is different." After a few seconds, he collapsed and lowered the cards, flipped them over, and began to fan them out again, slowly working them through his claws.
"Put your card somewhere in the deck, wherever you'd like- face down, please, so everyone can see where you placed it."
When the fae inserted the card, he held up the fanned cards for the audience to see. The only card they could actually read now was the fae's- all they saw were the backs of the rest.
"Watch closely." He said. He collapsed the fan, cut and shuffled the deck for about five seconds, then fanned them out again. Every card still faced the same direction as before- only this time, the fae's was gone.
There was an audible gasp from the audience. He flipped the deck around so they could see the face of the cards, and they gasped again. The face of each card was blank. Still holding it up for them to see, he collapsed the deck and slowly, one by one, fanned them out again. The face of the first card was the fae's multi-hearted ace of spades. As was the second, and the third, and the fourth. Every single card seemed to be a copy of the carefully crafted design the fae had drawn only minutes prior. When he reached the last card in the deck, which still seemed to be a blank-sided playing card, he carefully turned it over in his claws, revealing the same multi-hearted ace of spades design on its other side. He flipped it over again, allowing them all to see the other side now looked like the back of a normal playing card. He lowered the cards, inviting his volunteer to take them all for examination.
After several moments of near-tangible suspense, the fae let out a long breath. "How is it possible? They're all the same...they're all mine."
The audience erupted into cheers, but Solitaire raised a talon to his snout and waved his claws at the audience to quiet them down. He wasn't finished yet.
Carefully taking back the cards, he held them up again so the crowd could see them. Each one still appeared to be the doodled-on ace of spades. He adjusted his grip on the cards and plucked a single card off of the end, turning it slowly in his claws. After the first turn, the card face became blank again, and after the second, both sides became blank. He set it down on the table in front of him, and repeated the process with the next one. He did that for five cards, then collapsed the stack, reshuffled them, and fanned them out again. All of them were blank. He turned them over- they were all blank on that side, too.
He picked up the five cards he set on the table and reinserted them into the deck. He collapsed it for the final time, making sure they could still see the blank side of the bottom card, then closed his talons around them and pressed them flat. A puff of black smoke shot out between his claws, and when he opened them again, the cards were gone.
He waited for a few seconds, letting the disappearance of the entire deck sink in. He then tipped his talons, and a cascade of black powder fell to the ground.
"Zephyr," he said slowly, speaking to his fae volunteer, "would you mind looking inside your satchel?"
The fae snapped to attention, and one of his frills drooped slightly in confusion. Nevertheless, he complied.
When he opened his satchel, he froze, staring at something inside it with astonishment. After several moments, he finally pulled it out. It was his card.
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