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mayfield_rpg2012-02-10 12:11 am
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Feather 12
[Action: 913 Bilko Boulevard]
[Well, that won’t be a week Nall forgets anytime soon… he’s quite positive the nightmares that resulted from it will plague him for at least the next thousand years. It’s taken him a good day or so post regaining his wings and feet to pep talk himself back to his normal mind frame(sorta), and now he’s gotta go check in on his friends… Althena, he hopes they’ve been okay. Better check the mail first…
Nall opens the mailbox and sees an envelope addressed to him. Huh, wonder what it is this time… He opens it up and stares blankly at the paper inside for a good several minutes. …Really? This is…
Well, what better time to check it out? He holds the paper to his side and focuses, shimmering light enveloping him as it always does when he uses magic. He feels the change affect him, his mass shifting, expanding…
Apologies to housemates and people down the street. There’s now a white dragon sitting in the front lawn of 913 Bilko and Nall roars loudly, celebrating.]
[Over Mayfield]
[Nall enjoys stretching his wings and takes a little fly around town. It’s so good to have wings again, especially big strong wings. But he’s gotta take care of some business too… Gotta report in to Alex and Nash… and find his favorite peeps while he’s at it. Maybe now some people will believe that he’s not really a flying cat? He wonders what the people who see him will think. His kids mistake him for a large bird…]
[Makeout Point, Evening]
[Nall simply chills up in the hills come evening, sky gazing. He’s got some things to think over… But being a friendly dragon, he wouldn’t mind someone to divert his attention, really.]
[Well, that won’t be a week Nall forgets anytime soon… he’s quite positive the nightmares that resulted from it will plague him for at least the next thousand years. It’s taken him a good day or so post regaining his wings and feet to pep talk himself back to his normal mind frame(sorta), and now he’s gotta go check in on his friends… Althena, he hopes they’ve been okay. Better check the mail first…
Nall opens the mailbox and sees an envelope addressed to him. Huh, wonder what it is this time… He opens it up and stares blankly at the paper inside for a good several minutes. …Really? This is…
Well, what better time to check it out? He holds the paper to his side and focuses, shimmering light enveloping him as it always does when he uses magic. He feels the change affect him, his mass shifting, expanding…
Apologies to housemates and people down the street. There’s now a white dragon sitting in the front lawn of 913 Bilko and Nall roars loudly, celebrating.]
[Over Mayfield]
[Nall enjoys stretching his wings and takes a little fly around town. It’s so good to have wings again, especially big strong wings. But he’s gotta take care of some business too… Gotta report in to Alex and Nash… and find his favorite peeps while he’s at it. Maybe now some people will believe that he’s not really a flying cat? He wonders what the people who see him will think. His kids mistake him for a large bird…]
[Makeout Point, Evening]
[Nall simply chills up in the hills come evening, sky gazing. He’s got some things to think over… But being a friendly dragon, he wouldn’t mind someone to divert his attention, really.]
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[For answer, Beast Boy backflips off Nall's back, falls through the air for a few moments, aaaaand.....]
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[Nall stops flying forward, and flaps his wings to stay stationary and see how this pans out. If he didn't know you were capable of other flying forms, he'd be nose-diving to catch Beast Boy, just in case.]
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Heck. Yes.
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Does it feel much different from any of the other forms you've changed into before?
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[Not that he's calling you fat or anything. Beast Boy does a loop-de-loop and grins as well as a dragon can.]
Hey! This is the first time I can talk while I'm changed. How do you do it without the right vocal cords and stuff?
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...IS there such a thing as a flying whale?
I'm... not even sure how to answer that, honestly. I've never put much thought into dragon anatomy besides the differences in being small and looking like a cat and being BIG. It was just natural. Been able to do it since the moment I grew up.
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[Dragons aren't too good at shrugging, either.]
So you guys come color-coded, then? Is that what you were saying?
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The Four Dragons of Lunar: white, red, black and blue. The Star Dragon... well, I'm not sure he actually IS a dragon, specifically speaking, but that's what he calls himself.
[Nall's fur bristles briefly at the mention of the Star Dragon. He doesn't know much about that guy, just his mission... and the fact that he kinda scares the HECK out of Nall.]
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So what color's he? Rainbow with star patterns going up and down?
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[Did that seem a little dark. Ick. Nall is all about the NOT dark.]
Every thousand years or so, things get interesting. Between then though, it's really quite boring. If I didn't have my kids to keep me busy, I think I'd go nuts. But with about thirty kids running around, I don't stop moving.
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Oh, no I didn't mean...
Human kids. I run an orphanage for parentless humans I find roaming around on Lunar.
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...Yeah, I'm not sure that makes much more sense, dude. How do you run an orphanage without, you know. Hands?
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And I spent most of my time that way when I'm with the kids. The hands are useful when it comes to cooking for them and making them toys and stuff.
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Hey, how come you've got three different forms, anyway? It's a dragon thing?
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My small form, the one I was in when we first met? That's what all dragons look like when we're young. As we get older, we accept our true nature and grow up, and then claim our birthright. That means that we get access to a lot of different magic, and our adult forms, like this. The ability to change our forms comes as a part of the package deal... but not all dragons choose to adopt a human form. If Cyan, the Blue Dragon ever did, it was so long ago even he's forgotten about it. Twyla, the Black Dragon, had no beef with her lot and she happily stays in her cave unless needed.
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To me, it was enough, I guess. More than.
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I wouldn't mind being a dragon. We should switch. Probably no one calls you 'goblin' when you're a dragon.
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A goblin? You couldn't possibly be a goblin. Your posture is too good, for one thing.
I've made peace with being a dragon. I know my form impresses a lot of people, but there are parts of being what I am that don't make me happy... that I certainly wouldn't wish on a friend.
...I haven't known you very long, but you're a stand up individual. You don't like the way things are run here and have actively tried to change it for the better and get people involved. I think that's the way we're going to escape here, eventually.
Be proud of who you are. It's people like you who have the power to change the world. And recognize the people who try to insult you for what they are: Idiots.
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...Hey, thanks. Uh. I don't know much about being a dragon, but I bet you're pretty darn good at it. ...That's probably the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
And yeah, I don't worry about it. Maybe I'm a goblin, but I can be anything else I want, too, so. Pretty decent trade-off.