darkSpyro

Oooooo! Sounds amazing! Though with Shade having such a deadly set of skills, he is really going to be a pain I shall use my angeloid in dragon form to stick to the draconic theme @.@ Anywho! i'll edit a previous installment of Robin Thicke to transition her into this. With her being an androdic dragon, think I could use a more unknown age? She appears to be a young adult, but is an android so she could be younger than she appears.

Come to think of it, SD gave the Title of Galactic Dragon to his OC, Elizabeth(little different, but same concept). Rather than "cosmic" element, it was mass of other elements and abilities that make her so different... and OP as Mary Sue, but generally a good idea for more of a lone story rather than a character in an RP :I

Sorry, enough of that:

Name: Robin Thicke
Age: Appears to be early 30s, but her true age could be anything between 1 and 300(if I must I will reduce her to 5 or 6 to keep with the young robot theme)
Species: Angelic Dragonoid
Alliance: Good
Appearance: She is a very light, sky blue with a white chest. She has three sets of small horns that all point backward and fad to red from the roots to the tips. Her wings are feathered, with the first line of feathers along the bone structure being a light yellow, the middle ones are all white, and the last two rows are a deep red. Her eyes are also a deep ruby red with the traditional diamond (serpent) style irises. Her snout is average, with a red ring formation just behind her nostrils. Her tail resembles a fire dragon style fin, having several spines on the top to resemble fire, the bottom being ridged like a lightning bolt. She has a saddlebag style satchel that is fitted tightly to her form. It is a rainbow of colors with wide sections of each color.
Personally: She has a bland expression most of the time, though she is very kind and quiet. When she is in public she appears to look like a lost traveler, but she is genuinely knowledgeable. In a fighting situation, she is continuously calm and quick to react to sudden shifts in combat.
Weapons: she has a long sword that has golden embroideries of feathers and simple swirled lines. The hilt is made of metallic feathers with a sapphire in the middle. The sheath is a half sheath, so half of the blade is still exposed when sheathed. Her yellow feathers are razor sharp, allowing her wings to be used as their own blades. Her tail end is a denser material than the rest of her internal mechanics, allowing her to have crushing momentum in her tail blade.
Elements: Fire and Electricity(or a combination, known as Plasma) If unpredictable strength is a power then yeah, she oddly super strong without all the body mass to show.
History: Not much is known about her, not even she knows. Only her creators know. Officially: she was created as a defensive fighter. Designed to be highly agile, fast, and tactically efficient. Her programming is simple, so her personality is faulty, making her rather awkward in public. She is the first of her kind, and possibly the only one, a prototype. Though you never know, the dragon next to you may be an android.

Galaxy Dragon

Name: Fauxtail
Age: 20
Species: Kitsune
Good or evil: Pure unfiltered evil
Appearance: A small fox that sports dark blue fur with a head of shaggy cyan hair. His underbelly, chest and paws are covered with black, and his bushy tail is tipped with white. His most notable feature is his eyes, with pitch black scleras, bright yellow irises, and off-white pupils. The species of fox he takes the appearance of varies, though he appears to prefer that of a fennec fox. His traits can be observed no matter what form he takes.
Personality: Fauxtail is a smug, arrogant trickster that takes delight in messing with and manipulating others. With little to no sense of empathy, he's a borderline sociopath. His idea of a good time is spreading destruction and anarchy, with no real goals or purpose. In short, he just wants to watch the world burn. Thankfully, his laziness keeps him from doing anything too severe, being content with relatively harmless pranks, but on the occasions that he decides to do something really bad, beware.
Weapons: There are few confrontations he can't win with his magic alone, but when he needs to resort to brute force, he can summon a pair of silver-bladed swords to his side.
Elements: Arcane, Chaos
History: I put it in spoilers 'cause I'm using him in another RP and don't want to give it away just yet.


Galaxy Dragon!

Name: Raclaw
Age: 18 (in human years)
Species: Fur dragon
Good or evil: Good

Appearance: Raclaw has feathered wings and furred body. A thick adjustable leather collar can be seen around his neck and although seemingly ordinary to the untrained eye-- actually detects as magical to those who are able to tell. (Official reference drawn by shorty.)
Personally: He is a curious dragon and a tad timid. Still somewhat tame after his time with humans-- he chooses to be a little gentler, but can be serious when he needs to be. Part of him seeks to discover his unknown past and can be protective of his "ordinary" collar.

Weapons: Claws & teeth
Elements: Fire & Telepathy

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History: Raclaw originally lived with a human family, first as a pet and later as a sort of guardian. As a young pup-- he was found alone and with no sign of his parents in sight. A strange collar adorned his neck with a claw-shaped tag that simply read "RACLAW." Unsure what to do, the bystander dropped him off at a nearby farm where he would soon begin his new life. As he developed and grew; he was never mistreated and treated like that of an outdoor pet. He often played with the family dog and even the humans themselves-- though he never hurt them. It was the family's hope that he may eventually develop his elements and they grew concerned when he never seemed to develop even a puff of smoke. In addition-- the family had long suspected that Raclaw's collar was no ordinary collar and took him to a specialist of in a nearby village. This specialist, once a mere scholar in magic, had honed his skills to that of magical artifacts and other similar magic items.

It was there that Raclaw was instantly recognized, as this specialist was the very same bystander who had found Raclaw and he once again inspected the strange leather collar. The collar was seamless-- appearing to be made of a thick genuine leather, lacking any visible means of removal, and containing two embedded gems. The family also explained that the collar seemed to adjust itself never growing two small or tight as Raclaw grew. It was revealed that it was in fact blocking the development of certain elements-- more specially fire and telepathy. The specialist, whose name was Julian, agreed to study the matter further and the family continued to give Raclaw a quality life. They were even able to remove the claw-shaped tag allowing him to eventually hunt on his own without fear of scaring off the prey.

As time passed and the research continued-- Raclaw became more aware of his own restrictions and they able to find out more about the collar. Julian had come across a ancient drow manual which described various artifacts including a certain seamless collar. And although most of the page had been destroyed by the passage of time, parts remained translatable and the function of the collar became more clear. It had been designed to capture and tame certain magical beasts. It contained two gem slots designed to ether disable or boost a creature's abilities based on its usage-- and contained an intelligent presence which could accept commands and enable/disable certain "functions." It was said that anyone with physical contact to the collar would "just know" the commands and be able to act upon them. Furthermore, one could "claim" the captured creature and form a telepathic bond with the collar itself. Once bonded, this individual would then become the "owner" and become the only one able to act upon any commands-- ether by touch or telepathic thought.

Testing this theory-- Julian held onto the now unadorned D-ring for full sixty seconds and strange ancient voices could suddenly be heard mixed and entangled with his own thoughts. He quickly let go and invited the family to do the same; while he wrote down the now known commands for study. Using the collar-- one could track the collared, reveal/lock some sort of release system, add/remove gems, and even directly command/influence them against their own will. This last function, in particular, worried Julian and the family whom agreed to allow the specialist to study the commands further. The good news was that Raclaw was unclaimed by the collar-- although it begged the question of how it got around his neck in the first place.

After allowing some time to pass, the day eventually came and Julian met the family at their local farm. They quickly made work of the collar once again triggering the voices whom seemed open to command. As commands were said and acted upon-- the two colored gems just seemed to fall out leaving a seamless leather surface where had been just a moment before. Another command was spoken and an previously unseen buckle appeared-- but Raclaw quickly stopped the family before they could even attempt to remove the collar. They soon heard another voice in their heads. It was a different yet familiar voice... that of Raclaw himself. Using his newly found telepathic abilities to truly speak-- he thanked them and answered any questions they had. He then did something unexpected and actually pleaded to keep the collar that had entrapped him all those many years.

Raclaw had wanted to keep the collar as both a sign of his still unknown past and also as a way to remember the family by. They were confused at first, while the specialist was actually intrigued by the idea and explained how it might be possible. If it worked-- it would almost disarm the collar while still allowing Raclaw to keep the collar as he had requested. The family reluctantly agreed and Raclaw then placed his paw directly on the collar... testing out a theory as to rather or not a telepathic but collared creature could directly influence their own collar. At first there was nothing, but Raclaw soon focused all his telepathy energy on the collar and spoke the carefully worded string of Drowish commands.

At first there was nothing in his head, followed by feelings of confusion, and then one singular voice. “Your commands are accepted, collared one. As long as I am with you and remain unclaimed by another—only you may command my actions for as long as you are able. Any command asked of me will be followed including any that may negatively impact yourself. And if you wish to truly belong to another again… you may do so. But be warned that doing do forfeits your own control until the day they release you.,” the collar spoke seeming to reluctantly accept that the rules had changed. A new command also came to mind... one that he dare not speak unless he truly meant it.

From that day one-- Raclaw was truly free for the first time and able to access his abilities for the first time in years. Now able to fend for himself and wanting more out of life, he would soon leave the farm and the humans to whom he had come to know and love. They weren't just owners or former owners to him-- they were something more. They were family and people that he deeply cared for. At first... he kept close by but soon went further and further out on his own. His visits became less often and his family wished him well on whatever future journeys may lie ahead for him. Eventually-- the humans became worried about the massive smoke coming from a nearby mountain and he volunteered to check it out on their behalf.

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Galaxy Dragon

OOC: I'll go overboard here and use a species I don't think anybody ever thought of before
I may or may not do a drawing of the character depending in how successful this RP gets. None of the images I found convinced me

Name: Angora
Age: 21
Species: Troll
Good or Evil: Good (sort of)
Appearance: http://i1352.photobucket.com/a...yv.jpg~original Stands only 2'3 feet tall due to a genetic anomaly, while most of her species are from five to seven feet tall. Unlike many of them, she has hair on her head and wears drags to cover her appearance. Many times she gets confused as an elf or goblin due to her size and unusual looks.
Personality: She's incredibly naughty, a nasty prankster and doesn't play fair in fights, but deep inside, she wants someone to accept her. She never gets violent with anyone unless she has to defend herself or when hunting. Children tend to like her, much to her dismay and confusion.
Weapon: Staff and Knife
Element: n/a
History: A thief with poor social skills and a past she can't remember. Not even her own kind wants anything to do with her, so she lives a solitary yet nomadic life, keeping her appearance a secret from everyone she meets. She's a great hunter and has a fascination with insects, constantly studying their behavior as a hobby.

Galaxy Dragon!

Hmmmm, I really feel like I want to join this, but I'm hardly ever here anymore .. on the other hand, this could help fix that, as I haven't done much RPing. Also, the first character that comes to my mind in terms of using is an OC related to the Animorphs series, and therefore wouldn't be a resident of the world ...

Also, Felines, I can't help but think of Warcraft's trolls, lol, any relation to them?

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Ooc: accepted redwes. Felines you forgot to add something more indicating you read the rules.

Nothing about me?

Yeah, kinda eager to try and get back into RPing here; right now I'm little more than a phantom, here and gone at the same time. Equally eager to try and use newish characters too though.

Name: Taj
Age: 20(?) in human years.
Gender: male
Species: Hork-bajir
Good or evil: Good.
Appearance: http://img13.deviantart.net/77...bee-d3h2ocv.jpg/http://vignette2.wikia.nocooki...=20160915060445 ... Taj appears like most others of his race.
Personally: Like much of his race, Taj prefers a simple, pacifistic life, content on simply eating tree barks. However, his pacifist nature tends to bring him discomfort when thrust upon a dangerous situation, not desiring to kill anyone. Among hork-bajir society, he is a Seer, as he has great levels of intelligence, yet this speaks little since average hork-bajir intelligence isnt very much.
Weapons: His natural bladed limbs, as per the rest of his race.
Elements: Arcane
History: Taj had a relatively normal life on his homeworld, which is mixed due to his reputation as a Seer, yet an outcast due to his unnatural ability to use magic, but all of this changed when the Yeerks invaded, taking of much of his race, including himself. However this, the yeerk whom had entered his brain, Metraln, was quite intrigued by Taj's unique gift of magic, and the two struck a deal; Taj would retain control of his body while Metraln was gifted with no longer needing his normal source of nutrition. Afterwards, the duo decided to fly off from the Yeerk empire, not seeking to have any place in it, and have begun traveling across the universe.
Notes: Taj is unique among his species for his ability to tap into the powers of magic, such as enchanting and conjuring, yet without a teacher, he knows little about the full extent of his powers, thus limiting him. He is also the resident of a Yeerk named Metraln, whom is content simply living through Taj, yet has been ready to help his host should he ever need steering.

"Galaxy Dragon"

Edit: /facepalm, thank you Redwes, gotta hate fine print, heh.

So, what do you think? Is he good to go?

OOC: I've been reading the rules and my character sheet SC, but I'm not sure what I've got wrong. Is it the good and evil part? I don't know what you want me to change

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OOC: I've been reading the rules and my character sheet SC, but I'm not sure what I've got wrong. Is it the good and evil part? I don't know what you want me to change

Its the Galaxy Dragon part, ya know, fine print.

Probably going to add another character sometime soonish, btw, just not sure who.

[Just realized my character was accepted even though I didn't write Galaxy Dragon! I fixed it. ]

(Eep!, I'm not quite ready, havent determined my second character yet ... cant do Sirroca, dont know enough of her to fill out, my serpentine have enough of a lore, Arctura is too plain, dunno about my phoenixes or griffins r wyverns, neither my dragons ... should I just send in Chimera?)

OOC: I'll wait for you to start. I already put what was missing

OOC: SC, you didn't say if my character is accepted

Name: Vince
Age: 26
Species: Prinny
Good or evil: Good
Appearance: http://disgaea.wikia.com/wiki/Hero_Prinny
Personally: A common trait of the Prinnies is their upbeat attitude, lazy and unintelligent personalities, their signature ballet-like spin, and frequent use of the word "dood" (as an interjection - they constantly end their sentences with "-ssu", a diminutive slang form of "desu" used by 'punk teenagers' in the Japanese dialogue).
Weapons: Prinnies use machetes as their primary weapons, and occasionally bombs in team attacks. They can also summon a gigantic energy beam known as the "Pringer Beam". They keep their arsenal of weapons and various other items in their pouches. Can also use Magichange and have an Evility known as Explosive Body, which causes them to explode when thrown.
Elements: n/a
History: A Prinny who hails from the Netherworld and served a demon and a Princess Overlord for a time. He then decided to go off on some adventures of his own, but eventually met up with Blitz, and the two of them formed a team.

Name: Blitz the Frog
Age: 26
Species: Frog
Good or evil: Good
Appearance: http://sonic.wikia.com/wiki/User:Gamefreak16236
Personally: Blitz is generally calm, good natured and has a heart of gold most of the time. He's also highly intelligent and wise and also excels at weapons (ex.Shuriken and guns), vehicles and machines (a mechanical genius)
Weapons: His blazing fast speed, various weapons, Super Transformation, Ninjitsu, Chaos Powers
Elements: Fire
History: Hails from Sonic the Hedgehog's universe. He has a few companions who occasionally accompany him, but he usually travels the world on his own due to his adventurous nature. He met up with Vince one day, and the two of them became a team.

Galaxy Dragon, dood!

OOC: Alright now, I'll continue the post.

Near the Moon Claw village, a small creature with a ragged cape was on her way to the village to settle down for a while, when she too heard the explosion. The little troll Angora has been traveling for months now, without any contact except the wild animals she hunted. When she heard the explosion, she heard an opportunity. Many creatures were curious by nature, so she believed this was the perfect chance for her to steal from the unexpected crowd...

(Well, figured out someone else I'd like to use, but they're only missing a "history" ...

Name: Pilila
Age: 18 in human years
Gender: female
Species: griffin
Good or evil: good
Appearance: She has light green feathers, red eyes, and a yellow beak, like http://theuone.deviantart.com/...Final-563376003 give or take the eyes, beak shape, and no necklace, and such.
Personality: Pilila is an overall friendly griffiness with a slightly motherly attitude to those she is protecting. She also has a curious streak, enjoying learning and exploring and such.
Weapons: claws and beak
Elements: wind
History: N/A

... Oh, also, the only way anyone'll know about Metraln is if they can see into Taj's mind, like Raclaw.))

At the same time, in the space outside the world, a certain alien was in his spacecraft, Taj of the Hork-Bajir, whom looked much like a reptilian being, yet with plenty of blades on his limbs. When the object that would soon cause the explosion flew by, he blinked in surprise, "What the ,., I've got to go check that out." He said to himself.

Yet, he got an answer, as he expected, for within in his mind was another alien, a parasitic slug he had come to be friends with, Metraln, You know what to do, right? Came the mental reply.

Taj nodded silently, and soon teleported to an area nearby the crashsite, thanks to an enchantment he had made.

"Well, well. What do we have here?"

The explosion atop the Fire Mountains would've been reason enough to pique Fauxtail's interest, but the reaction of the public to the event gave him that much more motivation to check it out. As the self-proclaimed Lord of Pandemonium, he was attracted to all kinds of disasters. He stood at the outskirts of the Moon Claw village, where it appeared a group of beings were gathering to investigate. He'd never been to this village before; ever since he was banished from his own village, he led a nomadic life, spreading discord wherever he went. This looked like the opportunity of a lifetime.

With a snap of his fingers, he teleported near the group, near enough to eavesdrop, but far enough to not be noticed yet.

Already there, there was the hooded figure. Having pickpocket three spectators already, Angora stopped to see the exploding mountain with it's smoke, pretending to be just another onlooker. She has seen many volcanoes in her life, but this one seemed different. Nevertheless, just another smoking mountain for her, and after the brief spectacle, she looked around to see whom will be her next victim... and she believed she found someone...

Nearby the village-- something else was on its way. 'This must be it.," Raclaw thought to himself as he flew in. He had heard about the explosions and... this had to be the place. He soon spotted an assortment of creatures beginning to gather and landed to check out the scene. His eyes lit up with curiosity at the sight of the huge mountain just off in the distance-- and the massive smoke filling the air. 'A volcano?,' he thought at first glance.

While everyone else seemed extremely concentrated with the volcano, Angora continued with her pickpocketing. She felt like she hit a jackpot, and couldn't believe all the creatures gathered there were stupid enough to come to witness a simple volcano. For Angora, who has travelled many places, a volcano was an ordinary mountain, with a little something extra. Since her pockets were full with stolen trinkets, she knew she had to stop or the items would weight on her too much. She was going to aim for one last victim... Icestorm, but she stopped at the last minute when she spotted something that looked like a dragon. It was Raclaw, whom with close inspection, resembled a griffin more. Angora thought he was just a strange griffin, since even with all her traveling, she has never seen a fur dragon.
"Oh good, just a griffin." she said with a sigh. She didn't notice the lone dragon up the mountain, so she was relieved for now. She hated dragons with a passion due to their overbearing pride and power abuse.

Angora had to cover her mouth to avoid giving a loud gasp and give away her position. She moved her ears to hear her surroundings better, thinking it was someone nearby that spoke to her, but when that wasn't the case, she dismissed it as someone talking to somebody else somewhere, so she simply proceeded to leave towards the edge of the forest and bury her precious new treasure until she could get a tool box or treasure chest so that she could carry all that bounty. Many ignored her, so it didn't cross her mind that somebody was addressing to her...

(Alrighty.)

Taj had arrived around the crowd, astonished at all the various species at this place, yet he also kept his distance, not sure what would happen if anyone noticed him; thus he kept his tail still for its bladed tip.

Pilila had been among the group who was watching, and ruffled her wings at the sight of so many people around, yet was equally intrigued by the cause of the explosion.

As Raclaw watched-- several voices went through his head mostly that of panic or fear. To him though... it was mere constant background noise just faintly there and not truly audible unless he wished to listen to it. For someone with a main element of telepathy, such as himself, such thoughts were more clear to him and he had long learned to mentally build a wall to hide it behind. He watched as people came in and out of the crowds and although most seemed to be keeping their distance-- he noticed one individual flying towards the mountain or whatever it was. Ignoring the crowd, he decided to follow suit and fly towards the smoke. He was here to investigate and... he was quite curious after all.

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Ooc: sorry Felines. You're accepted! @ Iblistech you forgot to add something. Just so I know you read the rules.

Fixed my post.

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The telepathically voice speaks again. "why do you hid things that are not yours? Won't the people you stole from miss them?"

After that second time, Angora was now convinced that the voice came from inside her head and not from around. She was alone now after all, quite a distance away from the crowd. When she spoke with her mind, it was a different voice altogether.
"Alright! Who is in there!? You reveal yourself you coward! Speaking through the mind is coward and weak! Are you a wizard? Or a... dragon!?" Angora said with disgust, having heard of many wizards that guided their apprentices through telepathy, but also that some dragons had the ability as well...

As the other dragon seemed to land-- Raclaw followed suit but stayed hidden within the surrounding smoke watching the scene from above and seeing what the individual would do. He had thought he had saw... something but had just missed it and was unsure what he had seen. It was obvious that it wasn't a volcano though but rather a crash site. 'A meteorite? But was there something else here just a moment ago?,' he thought to himself. Whatever it was-- it seemed to go away once the other dragon approached. He tried to reach out with his mind, as if to see if this other being was still in the area and to get an idea of what it was.

Taj looked around at the crash site, of which Metraln thought to him, Something's not quite right here, be careful. Taj only nodded in response to his passenger.

Pilila walked up to the black object, careful yet curious.

(Hmm, question, what time of day is it?)

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Ooc: accepted Iblistech.

"I am a allie. An Allie who is awaiting you on Mt. Fire." the voice said

"Go inside that volcano? Are you crazy? Make me!" Angora said defiantly, not willing to take orders from anybody, especially someone who rather speak through the mind rather than in person. She has been a loner her entire life, so it angered her when somebody seemingly was ordering her around.

"Treasure?" Angora whispered, having payed more attention to that last part than the cause of the explosion and the identity of her contact. Since her pockets were now empty, it was time to fill them up once more. She would know better than listen to a stranger, especially speaking through telepathy, but if she had a flaw, it was greed. A treasure sounded more promising than the trinkets she get by pickpockets, particularly this last heist. Most of it were useless thingamajigs, but since it became a necessity for her to steal, she kept them.

Convinced, she started to climb the mountain.
"That treasure better be real!" She warned to the voice, willing to find the source and make the creature pay for tricking her.

"Yeah yeah, I heard you the first time." Angora said rudely as she quickly and forcefully reached the top of the mountain, growing tired of the voice sounding bossy towards her, at least from her perspective. She then reached the top of the mountain and looked around...

Meanwhile-- Raclaw's mind had failed to reach the unknown being being but did encounter something else. What appeared to be two different voices or personalities seemed to come from the same individual, although he couldn't recognize the species nor the exact source of the second personality. Finding this quite interesting and wanting to investigate the scene further; he proceeded to land and slowly approach the others. Whatever the black object was... there was definitely something off about the whole thing.

Angora wasn't as near as the rest of the group, so she saved herself from most of the impact. The same thing couldn't be said about her eyes though.
"You imbecile! Are you trying to get me killed?" Angora said to voice, still rubbing her eyes. Once she was done, she looked at the hole below where the cracked meteorite was.
"A dragon!?! That's a dragon, isn't it? Just reveal yourself! I'm tired of this telepathy!" the little troll ordered, furious that this supposed treasure was a dragon. Sure, it was nothing like the dragons she has ever seen before, but the form was still the same. Even though this one looked more majestic than the rest, Angora didn't care. A dragon was a dragon, and she hated them.