1x1 with MK and Sting-3.0
Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 12:36 pm
hey
hey look
I finally made it
*ahem* anyway, we know what we're doing, and here's a short summary anyway for anyone who stumbles upon this and wonders what the heck we're doing this time.
Dragons hibernate- wake up to cyborg dystopia- few survivors- try and fix it- brings us up to now.
Name? Tinker.
Appearance? A jet black, slender, panther like dragon bearing no wings of any sort. Six ridiculously long claws adorn each of his four feet, carried by long legs built only for running and speed. A long tail, almost like a whip, which can wrap around small objects if desired and ends not in a point, but just sort of tapers off. Often drags on the ground due to length. No spikes run down his back, for decorations were useless and merely slowed one down back in the olden days. Fearful looking fangs protrude from his mouth, making snarls very genuine and smiles very very creepy, and can deal a lot of damage to things should the need ever arise. Green eyes bearing a sly look to them finish it off, along with large-ish ears like you might find on a cat.
Gender? Male.
Species? Exterminator dragon. The species has calmed down a lot from the rage-filled ancestors they had, crossbreeding with much more laid back breeds, but temper still flares up in all who come from their bloodline. Some more so than others.
Age? Last time he checked, somewhere around a century old, young for his species. Hibernation time may have changed that very, very much.
Personality? Not necessarily angry, but more of a cruel individual. Tinker isn't the kindest creature on the block. However, grain his trust, and he'll do nearly anything for you. He often fails to contain thought, which are more than a little weird. Often times one might find themselves alone in a dark cave, only to hear a gravelly voice behind them mutter, "lizards and black holes would be a dangerous combination indeed."
Other? I seriously have no idea what I did with this guy but I like it.
hey look
I finally made it
*ahem* anyway, we know what we're doing, and here's a short summary anyway for anyone who stumbles upon this and wonders what the heck we're doing this time.
Dragons hibernate- wake up to cyborg dystopia- few survivors- try and fix it- brings us up to now.
Name? Tinker.
Appearance? A jet black, slender, panther like dragon bearing no wings of any sort. Six ridiculously long claws adorn each of his four feet, carried by long legs built only for running and speed. A long tail, almost like a whip, which can wrap around small objects if desired and ends not in a point, but just sort of tapers off. Often drags on the ground due to length. No spikes run down his back, for decorations were useless and merely slowed one down back in the olden days. Fearful looking fangs protrude from his mouth, making snarls very genuine and smiles very very creepy, and can deal a lot of damage to things should the need ever arise. Green eyes bearing a sly look to them finish it off, along with large-ish ears like you might find on a cat.
Gender? Male.
Species? Exterminator dragon. The species has calmed down a lot from the rage-filled ancestors they had, crossbreeding with much more laid back breeds, but temper still flares up in all who come from their bloodline. Some more so than others.
Age? Last time he checked, somewhere around a century old, young for his species. Hibernation time may have changed that very, very much.
Personality? Not necessarily angry, but more of a cruel individual. Tinker isn't the kindest creature on the block. However, grain his trust, and he'll do nearly anything for you. He often fails to contain thought, which are more than a little weird. Often times one might find themselves alone in a dark cave, only to hear a gravelly voice behind them mutter, "lizards and black holes would be a dangerous combination indeed."
Other? I seriously have no idea what I did with this guy but I like it.