Post by Nightrode on Dec 29, 2014 13:14:43 GMT 1
NAME: Nightrode
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Toxic Hell
LIKES:
- Food, but fish and pears especially.
- Fire and other heatsources.
- Flying.
- Being alone.
DISLIKES:
- Snowstorms and other cold climates.
- Hysterians.
- To be touched and approached quickly.
- If people make fun of him. He has a severe temper.
STRENGTHS:
- He has a soft core, making him actually care most of the time. Usually when he says something, it has a positive meaning, but a negative tone and wording.
- Despite his hatred, he usually gives people a chance who approach him friendly.
- Really protective over his friends.
- Loyal. He'd die gladly knowing that he had done his best for his allies.
WEAKNESSES:
- Terrible temper. He snaps at almost everything and anything, making his disapproval clear.
- Fearful. As much as Nightrode seems like an aggressive, feorcious beast, his anger is mostly based on fear and prejudges. This makes him quite the bother when the situation gets tough with things he fears.
- Noise. He's obnoxiously loud when he roars or hisses - and he does so A LOT. Not for the fainted-hearted to have him sleep nearby. Nightmare fuel.
- Stubborness and the unwillingness to change. He's fine with the way he is - why change? It would take a few tries for him to actually have a switch in behavior just for somebody/something. He also follows through with what he wants - negative and positive.
AMBITIONS: [GOING TO MAKE NEW ONES AS THIS WAS NOT PART OF THE OLD APP]
- To live life. (Be happy, in other words)
- To be surrounded by people he can trust.
- To feel the embrace of a loved one.
- To be noticed.
FEARS:
- Human weaponry of all sorts. He simply can't judge their danger, and considering he knows that weapons are very well capable for killing a dragon, he gets easily scared. Might also be since he got downed by a giant hammer.
- Blizzards and violent storms. The cold leaves him vulnerable, considering he can't move well or defend himself. The wind is lethal considering Nightrode isn't very heavy, and most of his size comes from his wings. He'd be a parachute in a storm, and those usually fly far.
- Being left forever alone. As much as he's a loner, Nightrode can't stand the thought of having NO WHERE to go to meet somebody who'd actually like his presence.
- Being downed. Considering his traumatic experience, Nightrode panics when something happens to him that downs him.
APPEARANCE: He follows the typical description of a Toxic Hell dragon. However, his body is a blood red, with darker stripes, akin to a tiger. His plumage ranges from a very dark purple at the beginning, to lightening up to red, and then yellow at the tips. The horns on his head, and the stems of his wings are a dark brown. A very fiery looking dragon, as he grew up in an area where browns and fire dragons resided.
PERSONALITY: Nightrode is a rough, unfriendly and generally untrusting dragon. He shows no mercy to his prey, or people who attempt to harm him. Whilst he does have a soft spot for cute things, (Babies, kittens, children...) you will find him rarely smiling. In the same sense, when he smiles, that moment is worth alot. Usually acting as the voice of responsibility, Nightrode tries his best to get him and his friends out of tight situations, including the attempt to prevent them. You won't see him playing and tolling around, unless he's surrounded by people he's fully comfortable with. Considering his past, he has no problem dissolving a few people if they threaten him. For a dragon he's quite inteligent, understanding most gestures and usually figuring a way out of a tough situation.
HISTORY: Born and raised on an island far away from Berk, called Hysteria, Nightrode managed to get through his years without a problem. The food may have been scarce multiple times, but it wasn't too heavy of a drawback. Baby'd by his parents, Nightrode felt secure, and took multiple trips around the island. He quickly found the residentals, the Hysterians, and was rather awe-struck by these "wierd creatures." Afterall, they didn't look like any normal animal, or DRAGON for that matter. Whilst he was severely curiousm, Nightrode stayed mostly out of eyesight, watching them when he got bored of hunting or playing with his bretheren. He never had the urge to attack these humans, as they held no real threat. Unfortunatly, as he hit 20 years, the Hysterians rapidly changed. Almost... fiendish. As carefree and as naive he was, Nightrode didn't take the change serious. That is, untill he returned one day to his cave, awaiting his parents and his dinner, when he only saw their lifeless bodies. With a shriek, he tumbled backwards, shocked. How, Why? Infront of him he heard footsteps, including the distinct sound of a blade being unsheathed. Stuck in shock he saw the strange creatures, the Hysterians approach him, their weapons held towards him. In fear, Nightrode jumped backwards, and took off into the sky, escaping. He was too much in shock to belief what had just happend... this couldn't be true, right? These harmless, peacefull humans suddenly attacking? Flying far, far away he landed on a beach, resting his tired body and wings. It was maddening, it felt as though what he had known suddenly broken together like a card house. In deep sadness, and due to exhaustion, the dragon fell asleep, as visible tear in his eye.
The next morning he found himself unharmed... but bound down by unimaginable amount of ropes. A few of these aggressive humans were surrounding him, having tied him up on his sleep! They roared, cheered that they had found a rare dragon, one more they could kill. In panic Nightrode tossed against the ropes, attempting to break free. The Hysterians started, dropped a huge hammer, breaking his wings. With a shriek in pain, Nightrode released his poison, managing to open his tied muzzle just barely. As the ropes gave up under the acid, the dragon quickly broke free by spraying his acid around, blinding his foes and rupturing the ropes. Even though he was mad, angry, hatredful against these humans, the fear was stronger. Running away madly, the adrenaline managin to numb most of the pain, the dragon jumped into the ocean. Holding on a floating log, the dragon managed to stay above water, although already tired and hurt. He wouldn't know how this would end... but he was out of reach for the Hysterians, and clearly, what chance did a downed dragon have out at sea?
Although Nightrode expected death, many days later he could see the faintest of signs of an island... Berk.
KEYWORD: ************
CBOX NAME: Nightrode
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Toxic Hell
LIKES:
- Food, but fish and pears especially.
- Fire and other heatsources.
- Flying.
- Being alone.
DISLIKES:
- Snowstorms and other cold climates.
- Hysterians.
- To be touched and approached quickly.
- If people make fun of him. He has a severe temper.
STRENGTHS:
- He has a soft core, making him actually care most of the time. Usually when he says something, it has a positive meaning, but a negative tone and wording.
- Despite his hatred, he usually gives people a chance who approach him friendly.
- Really protective over his friends.
- Loyal. He'd die gladly knowing that he had done his best for his allies.
WEAKNESSES:
- Terrible temper. He snaps at almost everything and anything, making his disapproval clear.
- Fearful. As much as Nightrode seems like an aggressive, feorcious beast, his anger is mostly based on fear and prejudges. This makes him quite the bother when the situation gets tough with things he fears.
- Noise. He's obnoxiously loud when he roars or hisses - and he does so A LOT. Not for the fainted-hearted to have him sleep nearby. Nightmare fuel.
- Stubborness and the unwillingness to change. He's fine with the way he is - why change? It would take a few tries for him to actually have a switch in behavior just for somebody/something. He also follows through with what he wants - negative and positive.
AMBITIONS: [GOING TO MAKE NEW ONES AS THIS WAS NOT PART OF THE OLD APP]
- To live life. (Be happy, in other words)
- To be surrounded by people he can trust.
- To feel the embrace of a loved one.
- To be noticed.
FEARS:
- Human weaponry of all sorts. He simply can't judge their danger, and considering he knows that weapons are very well capable for killing a dragon, he gets easily scared. Might also be since he got downed by a giant hammer.
- Blizzards and violent storms. The cold leaves him vulnerable, considering he can't move well or defend himself. The wind is lethal considering Nightrode isn't very heavy, and most of his size comes from his wings. He'd be a parachute in a storm, and those usually fly far.
- Being left forever alone. As much as he's a loner, Nightrode can't stand the thought of having NO WHERE to go to meet somebody who'd actually like his presence.
- Being downed. Considering his traumatic experience, Nightrode panics when something happens to him that downs him.
APPEARANCE: He follows the typical description of a Toxic Hell dragon. However, his body is a blood red, with darker stripes, akin to a tiger. His plumage ranges from a very dark purple at the beginning, to lightening up to red, and then yellow at the tips. The horns on his head, and the stems of his wings are a dark brown. A very fiery looking dragon, as he grew up in an area where browns and fire dragons resided.
PERSONALITY: Nightrode is a rough, unfriendly and generally untrusting dragon. He shows no mercy to his prey, or people who attempt to harm him. Whilst he does have a soft spot for cute things, (Babies, kittens, children...) you will find him rarely smiling. In the same sense, when he smiles, that moment is worth alot. Usually acting as the voice of responsibility, Nightrode tries his best to get him and his friends out of tight situations, including the attempt to prevent them. You won't see him playing and tolling around, unless he's surrounded by people he's fully comfortable with. Considering his past, he has no problem dissolving a few people if they threaten him. For a dragon he's quite inteligent, understanding most gestures and usually figuring a way out of a tough situation.
HISTORY: Born and raised on an island far away from Berk, called Hysteria, Nightrode managed to get through his years without a problem. The food may have been scarce multiple times, but it wasn't too heavy of a drawback. Baby'd by his parents, Nightrode felt secure, and took multiple trips around the island. He quickly found the residentals, the Hysterians, and was rather awe-struck by these "wierd creatures." Afterall, they didn't look like any normal animal, or DRAGON for that matter. Whilst he was severely curiousm, Nightrode stayed mostly out of eyesight, watching them when he got bored of hunting or playing with his bretheren. He never had the urge to attack these humans, as they held no real threat. Unfortunatly, as he hit 20 years, the Hysterians rapidly changed. Almost... fiendish. As carefree and as naive he was, Nightrode didn't take the change serious. That is, untill he returned one day to his cave, awaiting his parents and his dinner, when he only saw their lifeless bodies. With a shriek, he tumbled backwards, shocked. How, Why? Infront of him he heard footsteps, including the distinct sound of a blade being unsheathed. Stuck in shock he saw the strange creatures, the Hysterians approach him, their weapons held towards him. In fear, Nightrode jumped backwards, and took off into the sky, escaping. He was too much in shock to belief what had just happend... this couldn't be true, right? These harmless, peacefull humans suddenly attacking? Flying far, far away he landed on a beach, resting his tired body and wings. It was maddening, it felt as though what he had known suddenly broken together like a card house. In deep sadness, and due to exhaustion, the dragon fell asleep, as visible tear in his eye.
The next morning he found himself unharmed... but bound down by unimaginable amount of ropes. A few of these aggressive humans were surrounding him, having tied him up on his sleep! They roared, cheered that they had found a rare dragon, one more they could kill. In panic Nightrode tossed against the ropes, attempting to break free. The Hysterians started, dropped a huge hammer, breaking his wings. With a shriek in pain, Nightrode released his poison, managing to open his tied muzzle just barely. As the ropes gave up under the acid, the dragon quickly broke free by spraying his acid around, blinding his foes and rupturing the ropes. Even though he was mad, angry, hatredful against these humans, the fear was stronger. Running away madly, the adrenaline managin to numb most of the pain, the dragon jumped into the ocean. Holding on a floating log, the dragon managed to stay above water, although already tired and hurt. He wouldn't know how this would end... but he was out of reach for the Hysterians, and clearly, what chance did a downed dragon have out at sea?
Although Nightrode expected death, many days later he could see the faintest of signs of an island... Berk.
KEYWORD: ************
CBOX NAME: Nightrode
