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Anyone want to write an RP on dragons?
submitted by Tiffany W., age 10, Nashville, TN
(August 6, 2011 - 8:44 pm)
(August 6, 2011 - 8:44 pm)
Anyone want to write an RP on dragons?
I'm technically tracking Rilleyo (IS that his name). But never hear, stealthy dragon slayer, I will track you down, too!
Spammy says dtev? Detective? I may be tracking, Spammy, but I'm not a detective.
(September 4, 2011 - 12:39 pm)
I just found out that very few roleplays were actually finished. Let's try to FINISH this one.
There was at least one, or maybe it was just a progressive story, that did actually get finished. I think it invoved Camp Half-Blood.
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(September 5, 2011 - 1:23 pm)
Yeah, that was on Pudding's Place.
Oh, wait, you're Tiffany, right? I just posted on the thread that is currently above this one about it. It's really good.
Spammy says zztc. No n in there but is Spammy referring to ZNZ? HMMM..
(September 5, 2011 - 5:36 pm)
At this rate, Endey's horse is going to keel over and die. *Makes note to get Endey a new horse*
Okay, I'm going to try this, and it probably won't work.
N
E A
W _______D____C______ B E
S
A- Slaughter of the dragons by all the knights
B- Endey's kill-Alson
C- Garcee, the town that Endey stops at to sell almost all of Alson's parts
D- Is actually a little higher, but where Kerra is kidnapped by Rilleyo
E- Oakville
___-The road, but I would imagine it would be squiggly
(September 5, 2011 - 5:48 pm)
Hmm... kind of bored right now.
I JUST GOT A NEW COMPUTER AND IT'S SO FAST AND THE MONITOR'S HUGE!!!!
About this coming to an end, eventually, hopefully, pretty pretty please not for a very long time....
I, SC, writing as Endeyrory Pracea, do solemnly swear that I will not ever, not even if I die, not even if I have extreme book and word withdrawal, that I will never stop writing and posting and being creative and imaginative on this thread. I as Endey will continue to try to hunt dragons to extinction, but to be nice occasionally.
Copy and paste and post! Fill in your own name and your character's name, though.
Spammy says xcpr. What??? Spammy can't do CPR! Bad Spammy!
(September 5, 2011 - 5:57 pm)
I, Tiffany W., writing as Siara Rizlak (call me Draco or you die), do solemnly swear that I will not ever, not even if I die, not even if I have extreme book and word withdrawal, that I will never stop writing and posting and being creative and imaginative on this thread. I as Draco will continue to help all dragons I meet, though with the actual goal of rescuing my family from a million brainless knights.
Great idea, Endey!
(September 6, 2011 - 3:45 pm)
My atttempt at a map did not work. ignore it.
(September 6, 2011 - 5:18 pm)
I, Alexandra S., writing as Elyana, do solemnly swear that I will not ever, not even if I die, not even if I have extreme book and word withdrawal, that I will never stop writing and posting and being
creative and imaginative on this thread. I as Elyana will continue to catch dragons, improve my knowledge of Draconian, and insult knights wherever I go, unless there is a change in the story that encourages, enables, or forces me to do something else. Like baking a pie.
P.S. Everyone must kill a computer so it can go to the Afterlife with them and we can keep writing when we die. :)
P.P.S. Spammy says "byeh". Bye?? We're not going anywhere!
(September 6, 2011 - 7:05 pm)
I'm going to make this short. Kay?
AHHHH!! It's going to hatch! I rush out of the bathroom with a robe on and a towel on my head. I'm cradling the egg, which is shaking violently. I place it on a fake dragon nest. It starts to break. Crrrk, crrrrrrrk, CRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK. It breaks completely, except for a little bit, which forms a little eggshell hat. She's a beautiful silver dragon with golden wing edges, horn stubs, and spikes along with silvery midnight blue designs on her wings and back. Just like her mother, I think happily. I will start training her tomorrow.
I, Annie S., writing as Adela, do solemnly swear that I will not
ever, not even if I die, not even if I have extreme book and word
withdrawal, that I will never stop writing and posting and being awesome, creative, funny, and CRRRAAAAAAAZZZZYYYYY!!!!! I will stick to the story and post as often as possible, unless I'm eating, baking, or throwing pie.
TEE HEE
(September 6, 2011 - 10:06 pm)
Can someone explain the whole connection between Annie, Analaesia, and Alexandra?
(September 7, 2011 - 4:51 pm)
I'm Alexandra, Annie is my little sister, and Analesia is not related to us at all. Unless, of course, she's our long-lost cousin or something, in which case I'd be a little surprised... but other than that, Annie and I are just sisters.
(September 7, 2011 - 5:41 pm)
Oh, okay. It's just that Annie said that she's Analaesia's sister.
(September 7, 2011 - 8:10 pm)
The tracks lead to a camp. A dark brown tent is pitched in the middle of a clearing. Odd noises are coming from the tent. (I couldn't think of what Rilleyo could be doing so I just said something that made odd noises). An unconscious girl, probably a few years older then me, is lying on the ground by a firepit. A runner sleeps next to it.
I come to the girl and grab her by the arms. Taking her back to Ferr and SunFlame would be hard, but not as inconvenient as sticking around and waiting for the girl to wake up.
Suddenly, the runner wakes up. It stands and screetches at me. Then a man comes out of the tent--a man who is missing one ear. He takes out his sword.
"Get out of my camp, girl. Actually, don't get out. Wait for me to deal with you."
Great. This might be the most inconvenient option of all. Dealing with the kidnapper, especially if the kidnapper is an experienced fighter who's missing an ear. There's no escape, even if I did leave the girl behind.
The man starts moving toward me, sword in hand. I back away, still dragging the girl. I wonder who she is and how she happened to have been captured by that man.
"Hey down there!" I hear a voice. "Need any help?"
You decide what the voice is. It could be say, Elyana. Or it could just be Ferr.
(September 8, 2011 - 5:03 pm)
No I didn't!
(September 8, 2011 - 6:13 pm)
When did she say that?
Elyana-
"Xell, time to get up." I shake him gently, but he just moans and rolls over onto his stomach.
"Come on, lazybones. We've got to go. There's a dragon problem in Garcee and they say it's a Norweigan Ridgeback." I shake him harder, but he still doesn't get up. "Please!" I shout, exasperated. "If we don't get there in time, they're going to hire a slayer to do it!" Normally, the idea of a dragon being killed is enough to wake Xell up right away, but it doesn't work. Xell roars piteously, opening his mouth wide and giving me puppy-dog eyes. Suddenly, I notice something.
"Xell," I say. "Open your mouth again." He does, and I gasp. The inside of his mouth is a sickly yellow, with scorch marks on top. "You're sick!" I exclaim. An irritated puff of smoke comes out of his nose. Xell probably has something called Firetongue, a common sickness among dragons that turns their mouth yellow and makes the skin weaker. This makes it a lot easier for them to burn their mouth when they breath fire, and it also makes them sleepy and irritable.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" I say, apologetic. "I think you have Firetongue. We'll have to stay here for a while until you get better. You can go back to sleep." I can't tell what Xell says next, but it sounds more like "mlehhblah" than anything in Draconian. I sigh and get up to go get some water.
A few minutes later, I'm kneeling by the edge of a stream, filling up our water skin, when I hear Xell roaring loudly.
"Help! Help!" He cries, a word I learned early on. I race toward the spot where I left him, and find him thrashing around on the ground.
With an arrow in his leg.
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Yay random Harry Potter reference!! Sorry if anything was innacurate, I'm kind of bad at figuring out where everyone is and stuff... Anyway, I was thinking Endey would be the one to shoot the arrow, but if that doesn't work out it can be someone else. Probably they went for the heart but missed.
(September 7, 2011 - 10:48 pm)