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August 27, 2021 13:03:41

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TETRA'S TYPEWRITER
~ Lore Shop ~

Status: CLOSED

clackity click clack click. you approach the scribe stall a bit apprehensive, unsure by the sight of a banescale bashing their horned head against the keys of an old battered typewriter.

"uhh, hello?"

the banescale yanks their head up to look you up and down in one swift look. they turn their head to bark a wordless sound at some unseen assistant - you catch a glimpse of their open mouth, and the lack of tongue within. so it's less a surprise when they type out their response to you rather than speak.

whatcha writing you need done, friend?

Port threw the kid down to the ground again, easily. They wiggled and lashed out with claws and teeth, thrashing their tail, but the wildclaw evaded the slow, predictable attacks almost lazily. She held them pinned until—

"Fine," they growled, slumping back. "You win."

"Again," Port said, hopping back to let the mirror up. When the kid's tail twitched in annoyance, she added casually, "Unless you're feeling tired already . . . ?"

They snarled and lunged, swiping claws at Port's face. The wildclaw sidestepped gracefully and smacked their head lightly with her wing as they passed before swinging around to meet their enraged charge—
because, yes, of course, that's what they did. "Face me for real!" the mirror roared.

[ Keep reading... ]

Pencil kicked the hatch open and dropped down into the tavern, flaring her wings at the end to slow her fall. She landed lightly, the mechanical whirr of her steampunk devices giving a gentle buzz as she folded her wings neatly to her sides and pushed her goggles up off her eyes to survey the room. The occupants of the tavern glowered back, eyeing her dusty gear and dustier scales over hunkered shoulders and dirty mugs. She perked her crest at them, and walked to the bar.

"Mug of your cheapest," she told the barkeep, slapping two pieces of treasure on the splintered wood of the counter. "I have to be back in the air soon." One coin was bent in the middle, and the other had half its markings rubbed off. The gaoler behind the bar didn't even look at them.

"What're you doing in these parts, shelling?" they asked, voice whisper-soft yet easily heard in the grim silence of the room. "This place ain't for couriers like you."

[ Keep reading... ]

Hiya! Welcome to my lore shop :3 I offer two options: stories and haiku!

The two examples above are snippets of stories I've written for my own dragons. You can find more examples of my clan -here- and there's a whole thread of lore I've written for others right -here- !

Examples of haikus are featured in the bio of my dragon Perirr. As a note: These are more experimental than stories, as I'm practicing an artform I'm less experienced with.

Info/Rules

Short Stories

Story length ranges from 500-1500 words
Stories feature your FR dragon characters
Stories are written in third person and past tense by default (okay to ask for something different)
I do not do bios
I generally follow canon FR lore, as far as I know it. If you'd like different bits of your own rules in your story, tell me in the order form!
I do my best to incorporate whatever previously-established lore you have for your dragon and clan, and I may slip in interactions/references to other clan members or your dragon's familiar into the story. The more information you include in the order form, the more accurate your resulting story will be
There are two order forms included, for whether you have an already developed character you'd like a story for, or if you have a blank slate with little to no lore attached. If you pick the developed character form, you may leave blank or put N/A for any field you don't know about
That said, I may or may not use all the additional information provided on the form, due to word count and plot restraints of the story. i.e., you say yes I can include the dragon's bonded familiar, but I may not incorporate it into the story
If pronouns are left blank or N/A, I'll likely use they/them

Haiku

Follows the 5/7/5 syllables-per-line format
There are four categories: description of the features/appearance of your dragon, their personality/job, relationships to others, or as a mini story/scene from their backstory/present day. Refer to Perirr for examples of each
You may request a specific tone for the poem (e.g. silly, spooky, peaceful). No specification means I'll go off my best judgement or what I feel like writing that day
Can be more literal or more symbolic!

General

Finished orders will be published on this thread with your username pinged so you know it's done
At no extra charge, I will do small edits if you'd like, for spelling/typos/other mistakes () or small changes you'd like. No major rewriting, however
Once slots are full, do not submit a dragon. However, you may ask to be placed on the pinglist. Pinglist gets pinged when slots open and when changes/announcements are made to the shop
Wherever you use the lore, link back to my profile to credit me
I'm allowed to refuse any submissions or cancel any orders
I'm allowed to use the lore I write for you as examples/advertisements
I am subbed to the thread - do not ping

Pricing & Payment

Stories: Flat rate of 1000g/kt per order, regardless of final word count
Haiku: Flat rate of 200g/kt per order
Mixed payment is fine, at a g:t ratio of 1:1000
Pay via one-way CRs
Send payment only after I confirm your order. If I cancel your order, you will receive a full refund. I will not send you your piece until you've paid
Discounts to newbies (3 months) and fellow embers (fire flight members) at a rate of 750g/kt for stories, and 100g/kt for haiku
Trades for art are welcome! Hit my PMs to discuss
(Links to dragons with art done through such a trade - 1, 2)
If you'd like to leave a tip, my hoard/wishlist is found -here- ;) If you'd rather make payments by sending more expensive items on my wishlist, PM me and we can discuss

Order Form

Developed Character

Code:

[b]Username[/b]:
[b]Link to Dragon[/b]:
[b]Link to clan lore, if any[/b]:
[b]Dragon's pronouns[/b]:
[b]Dragon's personality[/b]:
[b]Include familiar? If yes, which?[/b]
[b]Relations to other dragons[/b]:
[b]Idea for story? Any scene you'd like? If yes, explain[/b]:
[b]Other information[/b]:

Blank Slate

Code:

[b]Username[/b]:
[b]Link to Dragon[/b]:
[b]Link to clan lore, if any[/b]:
[b]Dragon's pronouns[/b]:

Haiku

Code:

[b]Username[/b]:
[b]Link to Dragon[/b]:
[b]Link to clan lore, if any[/b]:
[b]Dragon's pronouns[/b]:
[b]Tense and POV?[/b]: (present, past; first, second, or third)
[b]Tone?[/b]: (silly, spooky, peaceful, etc)
[b]Category of poem?[/b] (Options: Description of physical appearance, personality/job, relationships to others, or mini story/scene. Please add as much detail as you can about the chosen category)

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owo, what's this?

as you reach out to accept the parchment torn from tetra's typewriter, an invisible claw slips a colored photograph atop the order. it's, well, a little blurry, but undeniably a scene from the scribed story. where did it come from?

tetra laughs at you, reaching out with their wing to pat the head? of some unseen individual. their shop assistant, you assume. the banescale types out, and shows you:

BOOP'S JUST PRACTICING ITS PHOTOGRAPHY. DON'T WORRY, THE 'GRAPH'S ON THE SHOP!

you shrug, and dip your head in the direction you hope is at the elusive "Boop". thanks?

Boop is practicing with its camera to help Tetra make their pamphlets more interesting! Depending on my energy level/if I remember, I may include a mspaint doodle on your dragon! It's free, just something fun for me to do :3

DRAGONS !

Last edited on Mar 17, 2024 11:02:08 by TETRAHEDR0N

@bamboo1996
@Silkshoes
@Aquellla

yall asked to be pinged when i made my shop, and voila! feel free to grab a slot now, or ask to be added to the waitlist :) also, because of yalls previous support, your initial order can cost 100g/100kt <3!

TETRAHEDR0N

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August 27, 2021 13:37:31

@bamboo1996
@Silkshoes
@Aquellla

yall asked to be pinged when i made my shop, and voila! feel free to grab a slot now, or ask to be added to the waitlist :) also, because of yalls previous support, your initial order can cost 100g/100kt <3!

DRAGONS !

[center][font=georgia] [b]Username:[/b] Aquellla [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/68944146][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/689442/68944146_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Any details/roles/ideas/personality:[/b] I have a few bullet points of info you can find in his bio! Oh I’ll also add his hatchery pairing is non canonical, I’m actually looking for another dragon to replace him just cuz I want to keep my pairs matchy with lore haha [b]Other Information:[/b] Congrats on opening!! And you’re the sweetest for the discount, thank you very much! Sending the payment right now! <3

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August 27, 2021 21:22:40

Username: Aquellla

Any details/roles/ideas/personality: I have a few bullet points of info you can find in his bio! Oh I’ll also add his hatchery pairing is non canonical, I’m actually looking for another dragon to replace him just cuz I want to keep my pairs matchy with lore haha

Other Information: Congrats on opening!! And you’re the sweetest for the discount, thank you very much! Sending the payment right now! <3

Formerly TheAquaWaves
Username has 3 L’s
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[center]Username - Silkshoes [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/65028467][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/650285/65028467_350.png[/img][/url] [center]Lamont The Plant Collector, gentle Giant with the delicate touch for all plants. Congrats on your new shop - power to your pen [emoji=coatl happy size=2] Many Thanks & sending payment asap.

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Username - Silkshoes

Lamont The Plant Collector, gentle Giant with the delicate touch for all plants.

Congrats on your new shop - power to your pen

Many Thanks & sending payment asap.

[center][b]Username:[/b] bamboo1996 [b]Link to Dragon:[/b] [i]meet my ex boss shadow rep[/i] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/19633774][img]https://www1.flightrising.com/rendern/350/196338/19633774_350.png[/img][/url] [b]Any details/roles/ideas/personality:[/b] [b]this bog is a glitch dragon, id like to included this fact in the story- (here size)[/b] maybe in a final battle against an elemental dragon boss, she get defeated and gets cursed [b]Other Information:[/b] this one little bits of lore that iv wrote for her, so you can get an idea of here personality ^^ [b]BIO[/b] Luna is an old sole, now know as one of the elders in the shadow clan, she is only a speck of dust in comparison of what she used to be , before the curs had been placed apon her she was the largest bog in all the land, so much power and brut straight that she could conquer anyone, and had dominated many battle fields. on the bright side, she had loss here abilities to fly a long time ago and could now fly again, so she flies around all day. [u]personality[/u] she is fairly quiet, not that she has an option, once a roar was now a squeak and she hated it. so doesn't speak much , over time here personality has changed to being very attentive to what was going one around her, noises from the outside, and what people said around her. if anyone spouted any nonsense, work related or not, she would bite them and not let go until they amended or apologies for what they said or did.[/center]

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August 28, 2021 03:02:36

Username: bamboo1996

Link to Dragon:
meet my ex boss shadow rep

Any details/roles/ideas/personality:

this bog is a glitch dragon, id like to included this fact in the story- (here size)
maybe in a final battle against an elemental dragon boss, she get defeated and gets cursed

Other Information:

this one little bits of lore that iv wrote for her, so you can get an idea of here personality ^^

BIO
Luna is an old sole, now know as one of the elders in the shadow clan, she is only a speck of dust in comparison of what she used to be , before the curs had been placed apon her she was the largest bog in all the land, so much power and brut straight that she could conquer anyone, and had dominated many battle fields.
on the bright side, she had loss here abilities to fly a long time ago and could now fly again, so she flies around all day.

personality
she is fairly quiet, not that she has an option, once a roar was now a squeak and she hated it. so doesn't speak much , over time here personality has changed to being very attentive to what was going one around her, noises from the outside, and what people said around her. if anyone spouted any nonsense, work related or not, she would bite them and not let go until they amended or apologies for what they said or did.

-Activity RAFFLE (free)
-Hatchery

imp fox project

@bamboo1996 order confirmed!

TETRAHEDR0N

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August 28, 2021 07:08:43

@bamboo1996 order confirmed!

DRAGONS !

Can I be on the pinglist I don't need any lore now but would like to look into your shop in the future :D

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August 28, 2021 20:54:43

Can I be on the pinglist I don't need any lore now but would like to look into your shop in the future :D

@Aquellla

Starsong:

A singing came over the hills, and at first the little creatures of the fields—mice, geckos, and sparrows—perked up at the sweet notes of the song. Then the singer came into view, an imperial of shining pink scales and pearly horns, and while his stride was steady and slow, at the sight of the dragon, those same small listeners fled into the bushes.

Starsong didn’t need to sing wherever he went—and he didn’t often, in the company of his fellows—but on a fine, lovely morning such as this, with the sunlight warm on his wings and the crunch of grass still wet with dew under his claws, why, there was no reason not to. And anyway, the continuous stream of sound was helpful, whereas mere speech wasn’t quite as efficient.

As he walked, following a deer path he’d trod several times over the past couple moons, now, his long ears twitched this way and that, tracking every tiny rustle in the grass and sigh of the wind. But they trained especially on the places the notes of his song bounced back to him, so that, even blind, each step he took was guided by the world and his senses of it around him.

Smelling the nearby critters and hearing their light scuffles of feet, Starsong was tempted to stop and hunt. He’d woken before sunrise after all, and it had been a long while since the clawful of raspberries he’d gulped down before setting off on his hike. And he would have stopped by the inn at the foot of these sharp-sloped hills to grab travel jerky—but he’d spotted several other dragon silhouettes moving through the windows, and after only a minute’s deliberation, had merely refilled his canteen at the well before moving hastily on.

He hoped none of the other travellers were also headed this way. It would quite ruin the pleasant morning if he were forced to make small talk with a dragon who caught up with him.

Reminded of that, Starsong quickly set aside the urge to hunt and continued on. He could eat on the way back, but he was much too excited to slow down now. Moons he had waited, and thought, and slept on it, and changed his mind a dozen times over, but his final decision was firmly made. And with the grasshopper courier sent his way the night previous, he knew today was the day.

An hour more of walking, and Starsong crested the last stone hill. Pausing at the top, he sniffed, and was gratified to have the stinky tang of salt clog his nostrils. Though sightless, he could imagine the little hut at the bottom of the shallow valley, built just out of reach of the ocean’s waves, and an excited shiver went down his scales as he recalled the grasshopper’s message:

The item you want is in stock—though half the shipment was lost to a storm, so only in limited numbers. If you’re still interested, I have an opening at noon tomorrow.
—Y

“It’s in stock,” Starsong whispered, then laughed. “Finally!”

And though the downward slope still protruded with sharp outcroppings of pink stone and loose shale, the imperial bounded down the dune with barely a thought, too out of breath to even whistle as he ran.

He slipped only once, and arrived unharmed at the edge of the meadow that stretched out to the pebbly shore of the island. Quickly he composed himself, giving his mane a quick combing and settling his wings stately on his back before lifting his head high and striding forward. He hummed as he went, and soon found his claws clicking on smooth wood as he climbed the steps up to the cabin porch.

“Ytsore!” Starsong called as he pushed open the door. “I think I got here before noon!”

“A few minutes late,” a gravelly voice said drily, and Starsong swung his head to the left to face the old pearlcatcher, but continued, “You’re in luck. I have a couple sets remaining.”

“Excellent,” Starsong said with relish, humming as he carefully threaded his way through the little shop’s many displays and shelves and followed Ytsore to a wall of cabinets near the back. He laughed. “I can never figure out how you see so much business, being as isolated as you are.”

He heard the pearlcatcher shrug her wings. “Customers are willing to come a long way to get good products. Here we are.” She opened a cabinet and Starsong heard a distinct tinkle as she withdrew a chain of jewellry. “Lean down.”

He lowered his head, and felt her claws brush over his scales as she held up the earrings to his horn, then ear. “Mmmm, yes. The color fits you perfectly.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

“So you are wanting to do it.”

His heart gave a nervous jolt, but Starsong nodded. “I’m ready.”

She chuckled as she tapped his shoulder with her tail and led him into the back room, where he lay down on a rug and she gathered her supplies. “You sound so serious. It’s only a few little holes.”

“I know! But still. Change is scary.” He drummed his claws anxiously on the rug as he heard her approach. “Talk as you go, please?”

“Of course.” She narrated her actions as she brought the sanitizer and needle close to his ear, warned him when the poke was coming, and congratulated him as she wiped the new piercing clean. Starsong closed his eyes as she slid the earring in, then opened them as she stepped back, leaving a strange new weight on the side of his head.

He gave his ear an experimental flick, and winced at the light pain that lanced through it.

“Well?” Ytsore asked. “Was it worth it?”

He touched the small chain running between the dangling stars with gentle claws, and felt a purr rumble through his chest. “Thank you,” he whispered.

~~~~
yoooo, 1000 words exactly! huzzah! pls forgive any inaccuracies in the ear piercing process, ive never actually gotten one myself xD hope you enjoy!

TETRAHEDR0N

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August 28, 2021 21:00:45

@Aquellla

Starsong:

A singing came over the hills, and at first the little creatures of the fields—mice, geckos, and sparrows—perked up at the sweet notes of the song. Then the singer came into view, an imperial of shining pink scales and pearly horns, and while his stride was steady and slow, at the sight of the dragon, those same small listeners fled into the bushes.

Starsong didn’t need to sing wherever he went—and he didn’t often, in the company of his fellows—but on a fine, lovely morning such as this, with the sunlight warm on his wings and the crunch of grass still wet with dew under his claws, why, there was no reason not to. And anyway, the continuous stream of sound was helpful, whereas mere speech wasn’t quite as efficient.

As he walked, following a deer path he’d trod several times over the past couple moons, now, his long ears twitched this way and that, tracking every tiny rustle in the grass and sigh of the wind. But they trained especially on the places the notes of his song bounced back to him, so that, even blind, each step he took was guided by the world and his senses of it around him.

Smelling the nearby critters and hearing their light scuffles of feet, Starsong was tempted to stop and hunt. He’d woken before sunrise after all, and it had been a long while since the clawful of raspberries he’d gulped down before setting off on his hike. And he would have stopped by the inn at the foot of these sharp-sloped hills to grab travel jerky—but he’d spotted several other dragon silhouettes moving through the windows, and after only a minute’s deliberation, had merely refilled his canteen at the well before moving hastily on.

He hoped none of the other travellers were also headed this way. It would quite ruin the pleasant morning if he were forced to make small talk with a dragon who caught up with him.

Reminded of that, Starsong quickly set aside the urge to hunt and continued on. He could eat on the way back, but he was much too excited to slow down now. Moons he had waited, and thought, and slept on it, and changed his mind a dozen times over, but his final decision was firmly made. And with the grasshopper courier sent his way the night previous, he knew today was the day.

An hour more of walking, and Starsong crested the last stone hill. Pausing at the top, he sniffed, and was gratified to have the stinky tang of salt clog his nostrils. Though sightless, he could imagine the little hut at the bottom of the shallow valley, built just out of reach of the ocean’s waves, and an excited shiver went down his scales as he recalled the grasshopper’s message:

The item you want is in stock—though half the shipment was lost to a storm, so only in limited numbers. If you’re still interested, I have an opening at noon tomorrow.
—Y

“It’s in stock,” Starsong whispered, then laughed. “Finally!”

And though the downward slope still protruded with sharp outcroppings of pink stone and loose shale, the imperial bounded down the dune with barely a thought, too out of breath to even whistle as he ran.

He slipped only once, and arrived unharmed at the edge of the meadow that stretched out to the pebbly shore of the island. Quickly he composed himself, giving his mane a quick combing and settling his wings stately on his back before lifting his head high and striding forward. He hummed as he went, and soon found his claws clicking on smooth wood as he climbed the steps up to the cabin porch.

“Ytsore!” Starsong called as he pushed open the door. “I think I got here before noon!”

“A few minutes late,” a gravelly voice said drily, and Starsong swung his head to the left to face the old pearlcatcher, but continued, “You’re in luck. I have a couple sets remaining.”

“Excellent,” Starsong said with relish, humming as he carefully threaded his way through the little shop’s many displays and shelves and followed Ytsore to a wall of cabinets near the back. He laughed. “I can never figure out how you see so much business, being as isolated as you are.”

He heard the pearlcatcher shrug her wings. “Customers are willing to come a long way to get good products. Here we are.” She opened a cabinet and Starsong heard a distinct tinkle as she withdrew a chain of jewellry. “Lean down.”

He lowered his head, and felt her claws brush over his scales as she held up the earrings to his horn, then ear. “Mmmm, yes. The color fits you perfectly.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

“So you are wanting to do it.”

His heart gave a nervous jolt, but Starsong nodded. “I’m ready.”

She chuckled as she tapped his shoulder with her tail and led him into the back room, where he lay down on a rug and she gathered her supplies. “You sound so serious. It’s only a few little holes.”

“I know! But still. Change is scary.” He drummed his claws anxiously on the rug as he heard her approach. “Talk as you go, please?”

“Of course.” She narrated her actions as she brought the sanitizer and needle close to his ear, warned him when the poke was coming, and congratulated him as she wiped the new piercing clean. Starsong closed his eyes as she slid the earring in, then opened them as she stepped back, leaving a strange new weight on the side of his head.

He gave his ear an experimental flick, and winced at the light pain that lanced through it.

“Well?” Ytsore asked. “Was it worth it?”

He touched the small chain running between the dangling stars with gentle claws, and felt a purr rumble through his chest. “Thank you,” he whispered.

~~~~
yoooo, 1000 words exactly! huzzah! pls forgive any inaccuracies in the ear piercing process, ive never actually gotten one myself xD hope you enjoy!

DRAGONS !

@Azureus absolutely! there are two slots open right now

TETRAHEDR0N