- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Depending on my schedule I am on at various times during the week. Usually most reliable after 5, though sometimes I nap. Weekends are a free for all schedule wise.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, Modern, Modern Fantasy, Possibly Sci Fi
Sky Riders
Ages ago, in a land that seems almost distant from our own, creatures of wonder roamed the skies, clinging to the cliffsides and to the tips of the trees. They came in all different shapes, not just the marveled ones with pairs of wings and breath of fire. Some burrowed under the dirt, hiding themselves in the deepest depths rock, others caved high in the mountains. Some traded their wings for strong gills, and swam the depths of the ocean. They were everywhere, in many forms.
Now days it's rare anyone even see's one. People think they are just fairytales that their parents tell to scare or excite children. A few people live in a quaint town, and by quaint I mean pretty busy. It's one of those sides cities that some talk about but not many know of. The city lies between the mountain ranges, and has plenty of good things to do and explore. However a few citizens of this certain town will be in for a shock when one night out in the forest, Mirage's henchmen suddenly break loose.
Now days it's rare anyone even see's one. People think they are just fairytales that their parents tell to scare or excite children. A few people live in a quaint town, and by quaint I mean pretty busy. It's one of those sides cities that some talk about but not many know of. The city lies between the mountain ranges, and has plenty of good things to do and explore. However a few citizens of this certain town will be in for a shock when one night out in the forest, Mirage's henchmen suddenly break loose.
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1. This rp has a lot of love put into it, but it tends to get jumbled at places, excuse the occasional fuck up
2. This rp took fooooorever to make, so please if you intend to join please join with the intention to go as far as it lasts.
3. I am setting the limit right now for one character a person, as each character will have a human and a dragon.
4. Please follow my rules, I tend to be quite fair with them, but I would like you to follow them.
5. All the Smut must be under spoilers/in other areas. Make sure you aren't smutting outside of age group.
6. This story can get a little convoluted, and will probably go in arks. It is an adventure story at it's core and there are a lot of elements that I need to specify.
7. I might need to take up a Co Gm depending on how crazy things get, but I will most likely end up taking one on.
8. Make sure your characters are realistic, I don't want any Mary/Garry Sue's.
9. I don't really care what kind of picture you use, but it will most likely gear towards art pictures in this roleplay. (Art meaning anime, or just generally drawn by anyone)
10. I will put in a combat system later on in the roleplay when things do start to get into the combat range.
11. Post something decent, minimum a solid paragraph, preferred two paragraphs.
12. All Characters should go in the character Index
13. Each dragon may be a primary successor of one of the gods, and no matter how little they can all play a role. Though they may be a primary successor of one they may also example genetic traits from other dragon types.
14.Make sure to have fun!
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I highly suggest reading all the background even though it is quite long, but here is a quick list incase you forget important points later.
-Four Dragons Created Earth
-From there Four dragons gave their bodies to create creatures in their likeness
-From there minor gods formed
-The Great Purge brought about Mirage, the goddess of chaos
-The Successors of each god Banished Mirage back into a different dimension
-Humans now having connected with dragons to defeat Mirage stand up and push back against the dragons.
-Dragons go into hiding
-Fast forwards to regular life, Mirage's seal is breaking since the dragon population is disappearing
-Humans must awaken the dragon spirits inside them and find their other half to defeat Mirage.
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Few things seemed to run this society, yet it flows smoother than it did back in the day. It was mostly due to a strict system of gods. At the start of time, there were only four. Life, Death, Space, and Time. Each of these four lived in harmony. Fiore, dragon of life wished to create a space where people like them could live and give praise to all the dragons. He wooed and charmed his fellow gods Archeus, the god of Time, and Morter, the god of space. Reluctantly, Life asked Death to join in. Mortana, the goddess of death was not as inclined as her brethren. Quiet and more withdrawn, she chose to watch from a distance, giving aid only when she felt it was necessary. When dragons had reached their prime, death stepped in to pass them on to the stars, where Morter would gladly care for their souls after death. Time created planets so the small place they called Terra wouldn't be lonely. The sun would rise and fall over parts of the land, creating the passing of time. From there, the dragons were born.
Along with Terra came four more powerful gods. Fergo, dragon of fire, rose first from the cracks of dirt, spewing fire and hot ash into the air. It was said that he could create a flame so bright that it outmatched the sun. Not long after rose Isiris, the goddess of water. She filled the lands to the brim of cool liquid, sealing the cracks that her fellow god has so rudely created. They obviously did not get along, being two opposing forces. But much like life, Fergo could not help but fall for Isirs, a sleek dragon of blue. Her body danced with the colors of the ocean, creatures resembling herself in some ways floating on the inside. While Fergo had large broad wings which barely supported his body, Isiris had a long winding body of water, scales of ice. Jewels of sea foam green laid upon her head, dancing like stars in the sunlight as they hung from thin trails of ice. Her large dark horns stretched far above her head, rough and fins trailing from head to tail. Her body almost blended into the cool gifts she brought, shifting from the deepest blues of the large ocean, to costal waters full of life.
The third dragon to arise, mostly from the two warring forces, was Ignatus, the dragon of earth. Having risen from the harsh rocks created by the two feuding lovers, he brought color to the land. He enjoyed both the gifts the others gave, though he tended to favor more on Isiris than Fergo. The two gods got along well, Isiris letting her gift rain from above over the soil so the vines of bright green and arboreal lanscapes could form. Fergo did not like being pushed aside, considering how well the other two were having it. Fires began to rise and Fergo took to the land, setting anything green and full of life ablaze. Naturally, it angered Isiris, the beautiful treasures the other two had created together turned back to ash. She lashed out at Fergo, bringing a tempest of water and ice down on him. She nearly put out his flame. By the time he was standing at death's door Isiris calmed herself. The darkening skies above reminded her that they were not here to lay waste to each other. Without fire, there would have never been land for the tree's to grow. After the trees had grown life seemed to start to grow. So she spared Fergo, in return for him giving a inner fire to every creature venturing over this earth. But how were the creatures to come about? Naturally, they were born from the will of the three guardians of the moment. But without a fourth member the dragons were failing. They were not strong enough alone to create such life. It required the flowing energy of four souls continuously to keep it up. All three had already decided to give up their mortal selves to help keep the world alive. They just needed one more.
The three sent out on a mission, to search the newfound land to find their last brethren. They knew he was somewhere, the tingling sensation of energy still lingering in all their hearts. They searched the valleys first, coming up with little but more pools of water. By the time the trio had reached the highest peak, they had given up hope. But up on that hill, amongst the ice and the frost, they all felt a tingling of something against their scales. An unfamiliar chill, soft and somehow comforting. But when reaching for it, their claws came up empty, like whatever the substance was kept slipping through their fingers. Out of the fluffy and still white clouds came a winding figure, long body winding around the free space. He moved off the ground effortlessly, his body coiling and winding down towards the peak of the mountain. Jilasan, the goddess of the wind. Her body appeared lithe and attractive, however no wings did she carry, nor heavy plated scales. A single set of legs sprouted at the front of her body, following up to a sleek head not adorned with jewelry or horns. A long line of thick hair grew down her back, and as she moved every inch of her light grey body seemed to catch in the light. All three of the land dragons were in awe. She flowed with such grace, such skill, almost like she had been born with it. Yet when the dragoness drew close, they could feel the winds pick up more, her front claws landing on the peak. Her dark three toed claws sunk into the fresh snow. Fergo was the first to reach out to her. Charmed by the new dragoness, he expressed his thoughts of her beauty and grace, to which she stated that she know not why the force obey her, she simply knows it is hers. She was quite shocked that there were others like her. When Isiris, the more level headed one since she wasn't thinking of trying to woo the new dragoness' feelings, approached her she explained why they had come. They wished to give life to the world. To have others like them, so that one day they would follow in the footsteps of them and keep this world alive. They had their way of surviving, and wonderful lands to explore. They had the fire in their bellies and their hearts that fueled them, now all they needed was wind beneath their wings. Jilasan, mostly charmed by Isiris' dedication to this world, agreed quite quickly to devote herself. She had been roaming the skies alone for decades, and living on with people who loved the world as much as she did made her own heart leap with joy.
And so, on that very peak did they burrow, creating a cave system they called Illani. This was where the four of them lived for a short while. They prepared this world for new life, and their own departure. Creatures of other kinds had already been forming, not ones in their likeness but things suitable for mortal bodies to live on. Each created their own den, where they where to give themselves up to the spirits. Jilsan made a room that looked as if it was empty, though through small holes a whirlwind of air would rush in and out of the room. It could be as soft as a breeze, or as violent as a windstorm. Isiris made her room deep and hollow, filling it with the finest water she could offer. Fergo filled his room with pouring pits of lava, the same substance that ignited his own fire within. And Ignatus filled his room to the brim with life, vines hanging off of every corner. Each with their own room to go to, so the children could live on each in their name. Some would follow one and some the other. And so there they sat, and gave up their bodies. They turned to stone. Jilsan's statue still swirls around the room, large body twisting and curving throughout. Her claws still hold onto a large orb at her feet. Isiris is said to be at the back of her room, tail draped gently into the pool while her maw is still open to this day, flowing crystal clear and pure water through it and into the basin below, which houses all sorts of life. It is said if you drink from the pool, or look at your reflection you can feel her guiding spirit follow you. Ignatus was happily relaxed under a tree, and vines now grow from his elk like horns. His strong bark created face still carries a youthfulness to it. Fergo was positioned emerging from the boiling pits of lava, maw open and roaring at the heavens. It's said if you can put your soul into a roar, you can hear him roar back from the other side.
After the passing of the four dragons, others started to appear all over. Most were brought up by the will of the previous four, but some others were more unique than others. The child of Jilsan and Isiris is Naviris, goddess of the moon. She rises in the night sky, giving a calming light to the world, and at the same time moving the worlds bodies of water. As a lesser god, she first roamed the world as a simple dragon, living under everyone else. It is a ritual that each dragon must visit the Illani to receive their blessing. Each dragon would get a blessing from one of the eight great dragons. Not long after the four dragons passed, the four creators rooms were revealed slightly above that, each room decorated respectively for each god. It is said you can feel the pull of your guardian. Some its faint, and for others they cause the fire to erupt from the belly of each dragon. Some had seen the dragons almost stir, but when Naviris walked into the room, she couldn't tell where to go. She was being pulled both up to the four gods, and towards Isiris. She shook her head and went to Isiris' room. The statue lit up, the fountain of water halting. A roar rose to the air. The rock around her shook. The statue burst into life, Isiri's glistening teal eyes staring back at her before another more distant roar came in. Bursting through behind her came Mortar, his large expanseful body of stars filling the room. Isiris cooed at him, and they seemed to nuzzle together slightly before they wrapped around Naviris. She could feel her crest glowing with wonder and pride. She watched the two dance around her, before they touched her forehead. Her soft fluffy forehead touched theirs, and they disappeared. A small dark blue crescent dawned her forehead, almost shimmering in the light. Her white fur seemed to glow. The dragons who saw her walking out swore they could see Isiris and Morter soaring happily through the sky around the mountain as she walked. The clouds cleared and out came Naviris, fur shining in the moon along with the rest of her long scaled body. They swore she looked like a god. All the dragons bowed before her, praising her as the new goddess. And so underneath the second four did Naviris make herself a den. She ruled many days on earth, but one day she knew her time had come. Lying inside the cavern, in the middle of a full moon Naviris gave herself up to the heavens, becoming one with her forefathers.
Such the cycle went on, god after god coming along. All was well in the lands, and as each god was born the variety of dragons did increase. Some looked more like birds than dragons, some didn't even have legs, some had many sets of legs. Soon dragons came in all shapes and sizes, and the land was plentiful. As many dragons as there were, a few humans appearing on earth, at first they were curious about these large creatures. Some of the creatures disliked the small frail fleshy new creatures, while others found they were great at doing small chores that displeased the dragons. A select few, the Successors, were very indifferent about the new creatures. New creatures came along all the time. But when a few started clinging to the backs of their kind, the Successors had to step in. At first they used their powers to banish the humans to a far off corner. They were in no shape to fight against creatures of fire. And so there they stayed.
The humans were in constant fear of the dragons for years, until a chaotic cloud started sweeping across the nation. First, it was only a spark, squabbling in the lower regions. Murmurs of dragons going wild. The Successors had noticed that something was beginning to take over the land. And one night, the murmurs turned into chaos. Erupting from the earth, dragons of swirling black shadows and putrid red flame rose up, seemingly out of nowhere. The dragons fled, taking to the skies. They called it the Great Purge. When the sun rose again the ground was laid to waste. The creatures, far from fearing the sun, took to the skies. Among them, waiting in front of the sun with her black wings poised at the ready. Mirage, the goddess of Chaos.
Mirage laid waste to the land, vowing vengeance on the mortal world. Mirage had once been a dragon of great proportions. She was said to be great, and powerful, and most likely a successor of the First Four. But on the day of her choosing, she could feel nothing. She was empty. She was the only empty they had ever seen. She was quickly banished in fear of her power. She spent her years building an army, and when the time was right, and there was no moon in the sky she attacked. For a few long years the dragons lived in fear. Some even connected to humans, resenting their fear. But the belief was they were still above them. The successors focused on banishing Mirage and banish her they did.
The battle was epic, one that got written into the stars. The Successors bonded together and sealed Mirage into her own cosmic prison, where she would stay for all eternity. The dragons, now rejoicing and happy, found themselves beginning to rebuild society. And about halfway into that came The War of the Races. The humans had had enough of being slaves. They revolted. In the time the dragons had been hiding the humans had found their weaknesses. As a mob they took over the dragon's land, and pushed them out.
Time went on and soon humans started forming societies. As the numbers of humans grew, the dragons dwindled. With barely enough left to have successors, the seal is breaking, and Mirage is slowly creeping back.
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Warning-Some gods are loosely based on photos, others are combinations, some have none.
Fiore-God of Life
Fiore is the dragon of life. He takes on many different forms, most of them white. It is said his scales shimmer like gold. His large wings let the light through, and it is said not only does he cause things to grow or glow in his presence, he brings along the light of day. His feathered wings never seem to dull. Long and nimble body, more fluffy than scaly. He is almost birdlike.
Angelic Dragon
Morter-God of Space
Morter is the god of the galaxy. His stature is the largest of them all and it's said his wings reflect the stars. With a dark skin speckled with some different colors, Morter is mostly black. He sports large horns that are layered like the rest of his body, fanning out in almost a solid webbed pattern. His tail ends in a curved mound like a scorpion. His wings match the rest of his body, dark and thick, its a wonder how he can even fly with how heavy they look. The only thing stretching through the skeletal structure is a thin web of a wing that from below lets him blend to the stars. He uses his wings as front legs, and only has a pair of back legs to support himself.
Zodiac Dragon . Scorpio
Archeus-God of Time
Archeus is a sleek dragon with small tuffs of fur along his back. He is a mysterious being that has different appearances. He has no wings, floating through time. He appears in different sizes and ages and in people's visions. It's said he lives in a different form even at this time.
Ezekiel
Fergo
Fergo is born from pure rock and fire. His body is broken up in several places, and his fire is the hottest around. He is known for melting rocks in his path, carving his own way. His eyes burn bright like his inner flame, and he has a large pair of leathery wings to get him off the ground. He doesn't fly quickly because he is too heavy.
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Isiris
Isiris' body danced with the colors of the ocean, creatures resembling herself in some ways floating on the inside. While Fergo had large broad wings which barely supported his body, Isiris had a long winding body of water, scales of ice. Jewels of sea foam green laid upon her head, dancing like stars in the sunlight as they hung from thin trails of ice. Her large dark horns stretched far above her head, rough and fins trailing from head to tail. Her body almost blended into the cool gifts she brought, shifting from the deepest blues of the large ocean, to costal waters full of life.
Ignatus
A large dragon of green, his body stretches far and wide. Made of dull white bark scales, and the very foliage itself, Ignatus finds himself constantly changing and growing.
Eternal Spring
Jilsan
Her body appeared lithe and attractive, however no wings did she carry, nor heavy plated scales. A single set of legs sprouted at the front of her body, following up to a sleek head not adorned with jewelry or horns. A long line of thick hair grew down her back, and as she moved every inch of her light grey body seemed to catch in the light.
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Mortana-Godess of Death
Dark and brooding, Mortana's body is dark and soft, her scales flexible and smooth like a snakes. She has two long twisting horns on her head, and fluffy long hair that runs down her back. Small dim grey lights run along her spine, tail, and bones of her wings. She has three sets of legs and grey speckling around her face and body. Her tail ends in a tuff of fur, and her ears flick around like a horse, long and nimble, and slightly fluffy. She is quite calm despite being solitary, and enjoys watching life's work. Very depressed, can sometimes be sent into a manic.
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Birbarus-God of birds
Birbarus carries heavily feathered body, as he is based off of birds. He carries mostly white plumage, with five clawed toes, while his front have three. He also carries a set of large plumed wings, with a slight blue tint
.:Courtyard:.
.:Homecoming:.
Naviris-Goddess of the Moon
Goddess of the moon, Naviris shines like the light. She sleeps during the day, and during the night floats the skies, keeping watch over the sleeping dragons below. She lets the moon rise, and watches the ocean pull and bend from coast to coast. Long flowing hair runs down her spines, and her claws are almost transparent. Her scales shine with a silvery glow during the night. It's said that sometimes while she passes, you can hear bells twinkling. Her face is fluffy, and horns pull out from the back where her scales come in. Her hair is wispy and light.
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Lumini-Goddess of Bioluminesence/Natural Light
Lumini is a luminescent goddess with feathered wings. She spends her time among the marshes, and illuminates a path wherever she goes. Her body is lithe and slim, dotted with a few spots of illuminated fur. Her horns even illuminate as well, giving her a very ere glow to her figure. She is only ever seen at night, near the water.
.:Shadow Dancer:.
Earl-God of Tea
Earl is a kind, wispy dragon. One of the smallest dragons, he is quite common. His room is small, and is filled with tea leaves. He has small stubby front legs, and has small tuffs of grey fur. His body ends in whips of steam. When he's around, it always smells like tea, and people find themselves very relaxed. He doesn't have many powers, but boiling water is one, and creating perfect tea being another.
Earl grey tea dragon (open)
Gemini-Goddess of Crystals
Gemini is a strong dragon of dark coloration. Her skin seems to become many different colors in the light, and she seems to be made up of gems. She carries large lightly plumed wings with crystals dotting her body. Her tail ends in a beautiful rainbow array of colors which match her head feathering. She often is seen wearing jewelry, and is the best source of raw crystals. She has one in every color. Her followers live in deep steam caves growing many variations of crystals. Her room has large carved intricate crystal spires, some natural, some obviously designed.
Skydancer
Mirage-Goddess of Chaos
Ripped up, horned, cracked skin, Mirage oozes red and black light. Her grey skin is leathery and sharp, almost everything ending in points. Her wings are a subtle red and black color, ripped in many places yet somehow she still flies. A horrible mutation, she has four sets of large horns adorning her head, along with one in the center. She has adornments of bones and small skulls hanging from both her neck and horns. She has four pairs of legs, a massive body, her legs seem like they are loosing flesh yet she powers through tree's like they're twigs. Her body ends in a thin tail with long spines, which is often thrashing around. It splits about halfway down, doubling the damage. She seems to have six eyes, the bottom left seems to constantly ooze a black substance that glows slightly red.
Death Dragon
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Successors and gods are the only dragons who are in tune with the originals. They can often go into states of deep meditation to try and reach for help. All gods have one special talent, and they excel so well no one can match them. Successors are highly trained in their gods power, but may also have elements of other gods, and sometimes see or receive guidance from them as well. This mostly applies to lesser gods.
Ex: Fergo's successor could also be partially able to draw up columns of light to distract and blind enemies temporarily.
Successors and Gods are the only ones who can entice a reaction out of the statues in Illani. Gods will cause a reaction from their connecting gods. Ex: Naviris entices both Isiris and Mortar, as her powers rule over the moon which controls ties, and is both a mass in space, and a physical stretch of earth.
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