CLICKCLICKBOOM
(#88548619)
leaving the scene in devastation, wasn't supposed to do that
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Personal Style
Ancient dragons cannot wear apparel.
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
12.65 m
Wingspan
3.93 m
Weight
2747.5 kg
Genetics
Gloom
Harlequin (Sandsurge)
Harlequin (Sandsurge)
Gloom
Jester (Sandsurge)
Jester (Sandsurge)
Obsidian
Fishbone (Sandsurge)
Fishbone (Sandsurge)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Sandsurge
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
8
DEF
5
QCK
8
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
5
Lineage
Biography
CLICK, CLICK, BOOM!
"WHY CAN'T YOU DO YOUR JOB CORRECTLY?!" One of Click's fellow Sandsurges towered over her. She furrowed her brow, and shivered, hoping he wouldn't pull something on her. She was just an apprentice, being scolded by another very experienced worker. "Maybe you should go back to your homeland, as you obviously aren't a true Lightning dragon! You are a disgrace to Stormcatcher's domain! You're FIRED!" He stomped his foot, kicking up a cloud of sand. Click glanced at the reactor she had just accidentally blown up, wrenching her heart. She just wished she could be normal, equipped with the skills that all the other Sandsurges had.
"Yes, sir." She bowed her head, and then had a realization. "Ey, wait, I'm fired. Why am I bein' nice to 'ya, eh?" Click abruptly straightened her neck back out, observing the massive Sandsurge over her. This was risky, a young teen slandering an adult dragon to his face, yet she persisted. "How 'bout you go do your job, shocks-for-brains?" She giggled at his gaping mouth, and how offended he was by her words. "Aw, you gotta WORK? Sucks to be 'ya! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Click decided she had said enough, and took off running.
Click Click Boom never really had a name, as she was called after what noises her contraptions made. Click, bang, boom, clap, crash, crack, any jarring onomatopoeia that a machine shouldn't make. Due to some Sandsurges fleeing the Shifting Expanse to reside in the Scarred Wasteland, Click was born with Plagueling-esque instincts. Though, she didn't desire the Plagueling's lifestyle, and sought to return to the domain of the Stormcatcher to accompany her brethren under the sand. You saw how that went. As for Click's personality, she's mean when she can get away with it. Click LOVES being the base of the dragon's tail, a nuisance to everything around her. Poke, pester, push, all of the above, Click is very, very annoying. She pushes the buttons of most dragons around her with her smug remarks and toothy grin. Although, she does it all in good fun, and ends up making it up to the dragons she bothers. Click is also a ferocious fighter, being an Ancient within Triumph. Tooth and claw, that's all she has, and yet she's still kickin'.
"WHY CAN'T YOU DO YOUR JOB CORRECTLY?!" One of Click's fellow Sandsurges towered over her. She furrowed her brow, and shivered, hoping he wouldn't pull something on her. She was just an apprentice, being scolded by another very experienced worker. "Maybe you should go back to your homeland, as you obviously aren't a true Lightning dragon! You are a disgrace to Stormcatcher's domain! You're FIRED!" He stomped his foot, kicking up a cloud of sand. Click glanced at the reactor she had just accidentally blown up, wrenching her heart. She just wished she could be normal, equipped with the skills that all the other Sandsurges had.
"Yes, sir." She bowed her head, and then had a realization. "Ey, wait, I'm fired. Why am I bein' nice to 'ya, eh?" Click abruptly straightened her neck back out, observing the massive Sandsurge over her. This was risky, a young teen slandering an adult dragon to his face, yet she persisted. "How 'bout you go do your job, shocks-for-brains?" She giggled at his gaping mouth, and how offended he was by her words. "Aw, you gotta WORK? Sucks to be 'ya! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Click decided she had said enough, and took off running.
Click Click Boom never really had a name, as she was called after what noises her contraptions made. Click, bang, boom, clap, crash, crack, any jarring onomatopoeia that a machine shouldn't make. Due to some Sandsurges fleeing the Shifting Expanse to reside in the Scarred Wasteland, Click was born with Plagueling-esque instincts. Though, she didn't desire the Plagueling's lifestyle, and sought to return to the domain of the Stormcatcher to accompany her brethren under the sand. You saw how that went. As for Click's personality, she's mean when she can get away with it. Click LOVES being the base of the dragon's tail, a nuisance to everything around her. Poke, pester, push, all of the above, Click is very, very annoying. She pushes the buttons of most dragons around her with her smug remarks and toothy grin. Although, she does it all in good fun, and ends up making it up to the dragons she bothers. Click is also a ferocious fighter, being an Ancient within Triumph. Tooth and claw, that's all she has, and yet she's still kickin'.
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