Carnage
(#89442449)
Founder (he/him)
Familiar
Rosaline Strangler
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Plague.
Female Spiral
This dragon is on a Coliseum team.
This dragon cannot breed until May 26, 2024 (18 days).
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.02 m
Wingspan
2.84 m
Weight
78.59 kg
Genetics
Obsidian
Python
Python
Obsidian
Noxtide
Noxtide
Ruby
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 25 Spiral
Max Level
STR
120
AGI
9
DEF
5
QCK
62
INT
5
VIT
30
MND
5
Biography
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Carnage "Ruler of Everything - Tally Hall"
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xxxxxxFounder | he/him
xxxxxMany-sided - Steadfast - Aloof
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INFO - written by Hylianrose Illness is no stranger to Carnage - not at all. Being a plague dragon, he's quite accustomed to it. Well, accustomed might be an understatement... A number of years ago, Carnage founded a research facility with the intent to enhance the plague and bring about more illness. He's rather well known for being hard to get close to, not only because of his sickly aura, but also just because he doesn't like to say much about anything that isn't his work. He also has a rather envious skill of being able to sleep just about anywhere. One of his researchers found him fast asleep curled up in one of the large potted plant beds in the lobby, all the plants around him wilted.  |
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"This is perfect." A lonesome Spiral slithered his way across the sickened floor, keeping his eyes grounded on something in the distance. Weaving himself around cauldrons and vats of plagued calamities, he continued towards his destination; a tremendously large prison area, thickly guarded all around it. Drakes of all sizes gathered themselves there to defend it from any unknown trespassers, waiting for any unauthorization to attack at the slightest flinch. Carnage continued with a grin, eyeing his surroundings carefully. One wrong move could get them all caught; He, Apollo, and Jezebel could all be done for. He had eyes on this place for a while, carefully planning his secretive takeover of the Alcatraz for months, awaiting the perfect time to hatch his plan. He had revisited the place numerous times, taking note of everything that happened inside and out; how the guards acted, what their swap times were, the way to traverse the layout of the detention. As he traveled lowly on the grotesque landscape, his eyes darted towards two guards who had caught his attention when the front came in sight. Just a. . . "Uh oh. . .Those might be a problem," He murmured to himself. He had found the guards to be an Imperial and a Ridgeback. The Spiral twitched his tail in annoyance for a moment; why were there two heavy dragons in defense of the front? Wasn't the place practically empty? |
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He sighed, then smirked, coiling his tail around a mold-infested
stone, then hurling it to his left. Watching, the guards had obviously turned to see what had made the noise, but never moved. Carnage waited a moment, then another Spiral jolted from behind a pestilent crater nearby, speeding towards the guards. Taking his chance after the sudden distraction, he zipped towards the two as well, heading towards the Ridgeback as Apollo handled the Imperial. Carnage spun himself everywhere around the struggling drake, zig-zagging in different directions while simultaneously biting, clawing, and digging his talons into his roughened scales and tough wings. The Ridgeback was stumbling around, attempting to get a grasp on the small wyrm and pull him off before he did any true damage, releasing his Plague-filled magic from his claws. The Spiral thought that was a wonderful idea, seeping some of his own from his dexterous talons into the wounds cut upon the giant. The Ridgeback had reared in pain, roaring as if to relieve the intensity bounding everywhere inside him. More of this, with the Spiral constantly switching between cuts and filling them with infection, before the huge drake had fallen, a monstrous noise echoing far off into the distance. As Carnage took a breath, he heard another loud thump next to him, turning to see the Imperial had befallen to his partner as well. |
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He grinned before the two made their way easily into the prison area. The sickened penitentiary was blasting with wails, crys, and threats of its prisoners as they set foot inside, booming with many voices that proposed, bargained, and bartered for freedom. Apollo flattened their ears as they furthered inside, Carnage only basking in the possible opportunities for his plan in mind. "Oh, can't you feel it Apollo?" He asked, his eyes reflecting all his options. "Look at what we've got to work with. Imagine what we could do in here!" Apollo looked around, answering, "I do, but it's so loud in here. . ." Carnage replied with a smile, "It'll be as quiet as you wish for it to be when it's organised. No need to worry about these prisoners after our changes here." Apollo hopefully smiled back. "Then let's hurry up and call the others. I believe Jezebel has been waiting long enough for us to-" A Guardian stomped through the open entrance, grumbling. Her bright cherry eyes looked annoyed at the Spirals standing there. "What happened to the signal?" She asked irritated. "And why'd you call Apollo to help with them instead of me? I'm their size! Three of you barely make up one of them!" Carnage snaked up to her and responded, "Makes it all the more impressive, right? You'd think her plague would restrict her of that. I was just checking on her." As he turned his head back around, he could hear Jezebel mumble behind him, "Of course you were. . ." |
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As the three strode up to the center of the high-risen stockade, the Guardian pulled out something that resembled a box-shaped device, showcasing just a single button. Apollo was eyeing the prisoners, spotting an oddball of a blue Skydancer sticking out of the red crowd, while Carnage twirled himself to see every convict inside the soon-to-be facility.
He bellowed, "Hear me, all you lifers and prisoners!" It was a noticeable immediate silence when the prisoners had quieted. Still smiling, he continued, "I have a proposal for you all. You may gain your freedom, but you will work for us in out facility this place will become. Choose to work. . .or perish." Looking around, he saw the prisoners beginning to smirk, some even smiling like he was, before they started to guffaw and laugh. They had found his deal amusing, to think two Spirals and a Guardian were to transform the entire place into-
BOOM!!
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