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@resplendentChaos

Okay I had to read that at least 3 times because it was so beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!I wait with bated breath for the next bio:)
@resplendentChaos

Okay I had to read that at least 3 times because it was so beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!I wait with bated breath for the next bio:)
Winfuna;);););););)
@GlimmeringWaves
last one!! tell me if you need anything changed!!!
Quote:
Be careful not to mistake her optimism for innocence. She trusts with a patience that is difficult to shatter and strives to see the light even when smothered darkness, but Iolan has witnessed horrors that still haunt the dusty corners of her mind. The Scarred Wasteland in which she grew up was not a place conducive to kindness. They abandoned the weak and devoured the charitable as she looked on, helpless. She has seen the darkest capabilities of her fellow dragons. Still, she searches for the best in every monster she sees. Even still, she hopes.

Be careful not to mistake her compassion for weakness. Iolan loves her mate with a gentle passion, as soothing and safe as the gentle wave of the low tide. In him, she finds understanding, and understands him in return. She has painted many breathtaking works of art into being, but the creation she is proudest of is Harina, the lovely cherub tundra that she is proud to call her daughter. Iolan will give what she has until there is nothing left to give. Her time, love, and attention are the property of anyone who asks for them, and often are given even to those who don’t. She has seen enough pain brought upon the innocent. For them, she would fight. Her calm hides a storm. She would not hesitate to protect those she loves.

So often, emphasis is put on those who can destroy instead of those who create. Iolan may not intimidate with her words or drag dinner back home for her clan, but her mind hums with beautiful thoughts. They pour out in everything she does. From her art to her relationships, she fills the dark spaces with her illuminated ideas. Memories of the land she escaped sometimes tug at the back of her mind, but it is so easy to drown them out with new experiences, gifts given to her by her home. She remembers Harina blinking into reality. She remembers Bachano’s hesitant, flustered courtship. She remembers her first painting. She remembers this home, and she forgets the darkness of her past.
@GlimmeringWaves
last one!! tell me if you need anything changed!!!
Quote:
Be careful not to mistake her optimism for innocence. She trusts with a patience that is difficult to shatter and strives to see the light even when smothered darkness, but Iolan has witnessed horrors that still haunt the dusty corners of her mind. The Scarred Wasteland in which she grew up was not a place conducive to kindness. They abandoned the weak and devoured the charitable as she looked on, helpless. She has seen the darkest capabilities of her fellow dragons. Still, she searches for the best in every monster she sees. Even still, she hopes.

Be careful not to mistake her compassion for weakness. Iolan loves her mate with a gentle passion, as soothing and safe as the gentle wave of the low tide. In him, she finds understanding, and understands him in return. She has painted many breathtaking works of art into being, but the creation she is proudest of is Harina, the lovely cherub tundra that she is proud to call her daughter. Iolan will give what she has until there is nothing left to give. Her time, love, and attention are the property of anyone who asks for them, and often are given even to those who don’t. She has seen enough pain brought upon the innocent. For them, she would fight. Her calm hides a storm. She would not hesitate to protect those she loves.

So often, emphasis is put on those who can destroy instead of those who create. Iolan may not intimidate with her words or drag dinner back home for her clan, but her mind hums with beautiful thoughts. They pour out in everything she does. From her art to her relationships, she fills the dark spaces with her illuminated ideas. Memories of the land she escaped sometimes tug at the back of her mind, but it is so easy to drown them out with new experiences, gifts given to her by her home. She remembers Harina blinking into reality. She remembers Bachano’s hesitant, flustered courtship. She remembers her first painting. She remembers this home, and she forgets the darkness of her past.
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Thank you,very lovely!

@resplendentChaos
Thank you,very lovely!

@resplendentChaos
Winfuna;);););););)
@Toriel @Abysmal

we Open
@Toriel @Abysmal

we Open
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@resplendentChaos [i]throws words and money at you[/i] I'd like words written about these three, please! I'd like to pay around 60k for all (btw I'm in love with your narrative style) [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=16686807] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/166869/16686807_350.png[/img] [/url] [blurb in bio] - genuinely interested in other dragons’ affairs - patient therapist: has a knack for getting other dragons to open up and speak freely about themselves - honours the concept of privacy and the importance of secrets that are [i]not[/i] in the context of exposing them - pretty savvy businessdragon, despite this. - bottles memories. most of it is psychological (though an ancient Shadow legend indicates that one can in fact store secrets via a magical ritual - the Shadowbinder did to hide knowledge from the Lightbringer, for example) - hasn’t lost his niceness, although that might be because all of [i]his[/i] bad memories are safely stored away - Yosei's tent is beaten-down and a tacky shade of violet with white stripes. it smells strongly of herbs, spices, and occasionally cocoa. - the interior is brightly-lit and cozy, with cushions and a low table. the tea is usually chamomile, and is always ready (yosei is very fond of tea.) he likes giving out hot chocolate to kids who come by his tent, but they’ll have to wait a bit — he won’t give them lukewarm cocoa. water was so polluted in his old hometown that no one could drink it without boiling it first, starting yosei along on this tradition. - very courteous, to both men and women, and to dragons of all flights: Earth traditionalists especially appreciate his good manners and company. - Laodicean attitude towards religion and the ideals of the Shadowbinder (e.g. winning at all costs). if he was dead-set on atheism that would be taken as a challenge - but he isn’t, and so his neighbours call him a cheat (in the Shadow sense) for refusing to play the will-you-won’t-you game. - talks like someone who’s seen the world, but will only smile and shake his head if you ask him to elaborate. - gives well-meant and generally useful advice ([i]it's unwise to proclaim your ideals in the Wood- someone's bound to try and make you renounce it, or at the very least make you angry enough to shout like a maniac[/i]) [center]-[/center] [center][url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=24299839] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/242999/24299839_350.png[/img] [/url][/center] - the prince of a prosperous wind kingdom - used to be very close to their brother when they were children, but they've drifted apart since - the brother (asriel, but he is never named in chara's internal narrative because they're trying to ignore his presence as much as possible) is busy being tutored and training to take over the kingdom. chara feels neglected but isn’t going to push the point, mainly because they're allergic to emotional honesty. - their primary pastime is sneaking out of the palace disguised to visit the local villages and stealing money from rich people, despite the innumerable risks involved. they get a thrill in causing a ruckus and being discussed by the populace. if they get caught, well - they can just leverage their resources to significant (if unsubtle) effect. but that hasn't happened yet. - chara is told that they’re of age and that they need to marry (their brother has begged off until the kingdom is more prosperous - chara knows he just doesn’t want to marry anyone). chara says fine, but tells their parents that they wants to marry a “gentle soul”. their parents have never really known chara, and don’t realise that what chara really wants is an enabler (or ideally a co-conspirator), and if their prospective spouse doesn’t approve of what they’re doing they’re ready to bully and blackmail them to get their way. - marries someone? the specifics don't really matter. maybe they gain a true friend. maybe they get a victim (and learn about personal space and how to negotiate living with someone). maybe they fall in love. maybe they’ll get their spouse killed (tho by then i’m pretty sure they’d be run out of the kingdom. or exiled somewhere.) maybe said spouse will come back and haunt them! i don't know. - tl:dr: i don't really know, please feel free to make up an OC for their spouse or something - happy ending not required personality-wise: - Chara is impatient and arrogant, and has had a general disregard for consequences since they were a child (generally enabled by the people around them) - the public knows very little about their second prince. there's a ~mysterious~ quality to them that has the more romantic-minded bachelors and nearly all their commoner suitors swooning. - they're very bad at emphasising with people, and has teased their brother to the point of tears for a laugh before. - still charming and persuasive when the situation requires (which is all the time in the public eye). they're one of those people that can make up an opinion on the spot and still seem knowledgable. - resentful of the fact that their opinion holds less heft to their parents than their crown prince brother, but has no concrete plans to do anything about it - internally prone to unhealthy/paranoid ("they don't need me") lines of thought. generally emotionally unstable. they get intense and manipulative ("i knew you never really cared about me") when denied attention - has chronic lying syndrome: as the second prince, they're used to having their opinions being ignored (whether or not they've [i]actually[/i] been ignored) and stay private about their plans. [center]-[/center] [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=8414971] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/84150/8414971_350.png[/img] [/url] [blurb in bio] vague ideas: - born an Ice traditionalist, believed that what he was doing was for Justice (when he was young) and Order (when he was a bit older) and finally Duty (later on). - no real sense of time passing: the Fortress of Ends never melts. - met [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?p=lair&tab=dragon&id=10262&did=57360]Ammolite[/url] soon after her revelation, and was taken aback by her sheer conviction and personal drive - he reads the files and frees the unjustly imprisoned (or simply unlucky), and she escorts the ex-prisoners to the ship waiting to take them to Fire - during their long acquaintance he's realised that he might have some romantic inclinations towards Ammolite, but he has no idea how to go about saying it.
@resplendentChaos

throws words and money at you I'd like words written about these three, please! I'd like to pay around 60k for all (btw I'm in love with your narrative style)


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[blurb in bio]

- genuinely interested in other dragons’ affairs
- patient therapist: has a knack for getting other dragons to open up and speak freely about themselves
- honours the concept of privacy and the importance of secrets that are not in the context of exposing them
- pretty savvy businessdragon, despite this.
- bottles memories. most of it is psychological (though an ancient Shadow legend indicates that one can in fact store secrets via a magical ritual - the Shadowbinder did to hide knowledge from the Lightbringer, for example)
- hasn’t lost his niceness, although that might be because all of his bad memories are safely stored away
- Yosei's tent is beaten-down and a tacky shade of violet with white stripes. it smells strongly of herbs, spices, and occasionally cocoa.
- the interior is brightly-lit and cozy, with cushions and a low table. the tea is usually chamomile, and is always ready (yosei is very fond of tea.) he likes giving out hot chocolate to kids who come by his tent, but they’ll have to wait a bit — he won’t give them lukewarm cocoa. water was so polluted in his old hometown that no one could drink it without boiling it first, starting yosei along on this tradition.
- very courteous, to both men and women, and to dragons of all flights: Earth traditionalists especially appreciate his good manners and company.
- Laodicean attitude towards religion and the ideals of the Shadowbinder (e.g. winning at all costs). if he was dead-set on atheism that would be taken as a challenge - but he isn’t, and so his neighbours call him a cheat (in the Shadow sense) for refusing to play the will-you-won’t-you game.
- talks like someone who’s seen the world, but will only smile and shake his head if you ask him to elaborate.
- gives well-meant and generally useful advice (it's unwise to proclaim your ideals in the Wood- someone's bound to try and make you renounce it, or at the very least make you angry enough to shout like a maniac)
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- the prince of a prosperous wind kingdom
- used to be very close to their brother when they were children, but they've drifted apart since
- the brother (asriel, but he is never named in chara's internal narrative because they're trying to ignore his presence as much as possible) is busy being tutored and training to take over the kingdom. chara feels neglected but isn’t going to push the point, mainly because they're allergic to emotional honesty.
- their primary pastime is sneaking out of the palace disguised to visit the local villages and stealing money from rich people, despite the innumerable risks involved. they get a thrill in causing a ruckus and being discussed by the populace. if they get caught, well - they can just leverage their resources to significant (if unsubtle) effect. but that hasn't happened yet.
- chara is told that they’re of age and that they need to marry (their brother has begged off until the kingdom is more prosperous - chara knows he just doesn’t want to marry anyone). chara says fine, but tells their parents that they wants to marry a “gentle soul”. their parents have never really known chara, and don’t realise that what chara really wants is an enabler (or ideally a co-conspirator), and if their prospective spouse doesn’t approve of what they’re doing they’re ready to bully and blackmail them to get their way.
- marries someone? the specifics don't really matter. maybe they gain a true friend. maybe they get a victim (and learn about personal space and how to negotiate living with someone). maybe they fall in love. maybe they’ll get their spouse killed (tho by then i’m pretty sure they’d be run out of the kingdom. or exiled somewhere.) maybe said spouse will come back and haunt them! i don't know.
- tl:dr: i don't really know, please feel free to make up an OC for their spouse or something
- happy ending not required

personality-wise:
- Chara is impatient and arrogant, and has had a general disregard for consequences since they were a child (generally enabled by the people around them)
- the public knows very little about their second prince. there's a ~mysterious~ quality to them that has the more romantic-minded bachelors and nearly all their commoner suitors swooning.
- they're very bad at emphasising with people, and has teased their brother to the point of tears for a laugh before.
- still charming and persuasive when the situation requires (which is all the time in the public eye). they're one of those people that can make up an opinion on the spot and still seem knowledgable.
- resentful of the fact that their opinion holds less heft to their parents than their crown prince brother, but has no concrete plans to do anything about it
- internally prone to unhealthy/paranoid ("they don't need me") lines of thought. generally emotionally unstable. they get intense and manipulative ("i knew you never really cared about me") when denied attention
- has chronic lying syndrome: as the second prince, they're used to having their opinions being ignored (whether or not they've actually been ignored) and stay private about their plans.
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[blurb in bio]

vague ideas:
- born an Ice traditionalist, believed that what he was doing was for Justice (when he was young) and Order (when he was a bit older) and finally Duty (later on).
- no real sense of time passing: the Fortress of Ends never melts.
- met Ammolite soon after her revelation, and was taken aback by her sheer conviction and personal drive
- he reads the files and frees the unjustly imprisoned (or simply unlucky), and she escorts the ex-prisoners to the ship waiting to take them to Fire
- during their long acquaintance he's realised that he might have some romantic inclinations towards Ammolite, but he has no idea how to go about saying it.
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@resplendentChaos AHH if theres space available could i please buy a bio for this girl??;;o;; [url=http://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=22099514] [img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/220996/22099514_350.png[/img] [/url] If so i can pm you with refs and more info on her ahhh @o@
@resplendentChaos

AHH if theres space available could i please buy a bio for this girl??;;o;;


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If so i can pm you with refs and more info on her ahhh @o@
@Toriel
AAA THANK U,,, compliments are better than money tbh
i'll get right to work on those!!

@SavvyPants

she is so pretty im dying
but yes!! more info + refs please
@Toriel
AAA THANK U,,, compliments are better than money tbh
i'll get right to work on those!!

@SavvyPants

she is so pretty im dying
but yes!! more info + refs please
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@Toriel
bio one!!
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Everything is a game in the Tangled Woods. No matter what tent you enter, a gamble or puzzle is waiting inside. To be a fortune teller in the shadow flight’s realm, you don’t need to be psychic—you just need to weave riddles from the information they let slip through. Give your customers a puzzling prediction through the incense-heavy haze, and they’ll leave you confused and satisfied. Yosei left those tricks behind with his home flight.

Here is how he does it now. You’re driven to the fortune teller for fear of the future, and you step into a tent straight out of a shadowy daydream. It’s exactly the tacky shade of purple and white stripes that an eager tourist looks for, just like out of your mother’s cautionary tales. Jars filled with brightness illuminate the room to always seem on the cusp of dusk. Smoke from herbal incense curls towards the sky, and chests of trinkets from the far corners of Sornieth are overflowing. A dragon crowned in flowers and an open smile sits at a table in the center with a tea set and sugar at his side. This is the game board. By entering, you have already made the first move. Now it’s the fortune teller’s turn.

He introduces himself as Yosei, and his eyes glow like the fauna of the Wispwillow Grove. Most fortune tellers begin with a question. Yosei begins with a story. Once, he says, the Shadowbringer craved knowledge and entertainment. In the dead of night, she stole into the Lightweaver’s realm and poured her thoughts into a million jars. Stories of truth and wonder filled their glass prisons with light. The Shadowbringer hid the jars throughout her hovel and opened them in the quiet moments. Miles away, the Lightbringer couldn’t remember what she forgot.

Yosei pushes a cup of steaming tea to you and pulls an empty jar from beneath the low table. He asks what you want to know. Two heartbeats later and the words are tumbling from your mouth as he watches with that sympathetic frown, tapping his claws against the jar in front of him and urging you on, letting you drown in your own words. When you’ve finished, he offers advice under the guise of a prediction. It is no riddle. He has forfeited the game. As you leave, you notice that the jar on the table is no longer empty, but can’t remember why it should bother you. You can’t remember what you were so worried about at all.

Some of the jars are where he can easily get to him. They are soft and glowing, and they remember childhood innocence. Yosei can’t tell anymore which are his and which are borrowed. Other jars are buried at the bottom of chests, wrapped in soft cloth and guarded. He doesn’t want to open these secrets ever again, but he could never afford to lose them.

Yosei would never tell a secret given to him in confidence, but his own secrets often slip through the cracks of his defenses. Traces of memories that he thought were gone rip themselves out at the worst of times. It’s a vicious game, and there is no victor, but Yosei still continues to play. He has plenty of empty jars just waiting for the right thought to fill them. Besides, he is a shadow dragon—and shadow dragons love games.
@Toriel
bio one!!
Quote:
Everything is a game in the Tangled Woods. No matter what tent you enter, a gamble or puzzle is waiting inside. To be a fortune teller in the shadow flight’s realm, you don’t need to be psychic—you just need to weave riddles from the information they let slip through. Give your customers a puzzling prediction through the incense-heavy haze, and they’ll leave you confused and satisfied. Yosei left those tricks behind with his home flight.

Here is how he does it now. You’re driven to the fortune teller for fear of the future, and you step into a tent straight out of a shadowy daydream. It’s exactly the tacky shade of purple and white stripes that an eager tourist looks for, just like out of your mother’s cautionary tales. Jars filled with brightness illuminate the room to always seem on the cusp of dusk. Smoke from herbal incense curls towards the sky, and chests of trinkets from the far corners of Sornieth are overflowing. A dragon crowned in flowers and an open smile sits at a table in the center with a tea set and sugar at his side. This is the game board. By entering, you have already made the first move. Now it’s the fortune teller’s turn.

He introduces himself as Yosei, and his eyes glow like the fauna of the Wispwillow Grove. Most fortune tellers begin with a question. Yosei begins with a story. Once, he says, the Shadowbringer craved knowledge and entertainment. In the dead of night, she stole into the Lightweaver’s realm and poured her thoughts into a million jars. Stories of truth and wonder filled their glass prisons with light. The Shadowbringer hid the jars throughout her hovel and opened them in the quiet moments. Miles away, the Lightbringer couldn’t remember what she forgot.

Yosei pushes a cup of steaming tea to you and pulls an empty jar from beneath the low table. He asks what you want to know. Two heartbeats later and the words are tumbling from your mouth as he watches with that sympathetic frown, tapping his claws against the jar in front of him and urging you on, letting you drown in your own words. When you’ve finished, he offers advice under the guise of a prediction. It is no riddle. He has forfeited the game. As you leave, you notice that the jar on the table is no longer empty, but can’t remember why it should bother you. You can’t remember what you were so worried about at all.

Some of the jars are where he can easily get to him. They are soft and glowing, and they remember childhood innocence. Yosei can’t tell anymore which are his and which are borrowed. Other jars are buried at the bottom of chests, wrapped in soft cloth and guarded. He doesn’t want to open these secrets ever again, but he could never afford to lose them.

Yosei would never tell a secret given to him in confidence, but his own secrets often slip through the cracks of his defenses. Traces of memories that he thought were gone rip themselves out at the worst of times. It’s a vicious game, and there is no victor, but Yosei still continues to play. He has plenty of empty jars just waiting for the right thought to fill them. Besides, he is a shadow dragon—and shadow dragons love games.
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@resplendentChaos

Dis gun be guuuuud
@resplendentChaos

Dis gun be guuuuud
@resplendentChaos !! your writing is fantastic! may i commission you to do a little follow up of a piece i did myself? i basically have two dragons and i did a story for them that needs a follow up that expands on their love-hate relationship but i'm too tired to do it myself nor do i have the inspiration.

if you're up for it, please let me know and i'll send you more info as well as the first short story!
@resplendentChaos !! your writing is fantastic! may i commission you to do a little follow up of a piece i did myself? i basically have two dragons and i did a story for them that needs a follow up that expands on their love-hate relationship but i'm too tired to do it myself nor do i have the inspiration.

if you're up for it, please let me know and i'll send you more info as well as the first short story!
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