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Rampart
There were more humans here. As well as a wolflike creature.
Curiously, it was the small kind, and not the dragon-sized wolves he was most familiar with.
No other dragons though.
He really was in strange territory.
The human was quite startled at him…pathetic.
The humans in his world at least threw spears or darts at a threatening dragon.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
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Eclipse
Azar immediately crouched low, bearing his teeth. Eclipse growled in his mind. Azar, let me take over. Now. I don’t want you getting us both killed.
The fire spirit laughed. I doubt these two have the ability to kill smoke, Eclipse.
Eclipse sighed and waited while everyone stared at each other. The human- with one blue eye and one golden eye- was watching them with a strange expression he couldn’t figure out. And the dragon, the dragon towered over them, tail lashing. Derek had his gun drawn, and Sam watched the two figures warily.
Madeline smiled and stepped forward. “Hello! You’re exploring, too?” She hardly paused to wait for an answer before continuing. “I’m Madeline.” She turned to point to each of them in turn. “This is Sam, Derek, and… Eclipse.”
Eclipse felt himself shrug. “Azar right now, but close enough.”
“Rampart,” the dragon grunted. “This human is Ridley.”
Azar, though Eclipse tried to pull back, stepped forward. “Well, nice to meet you,” he said. “Do you live here? Or were you just randomly here like us? I must say, if you live here, I like the style.”
The dragon raised an eyebrow. “No, we don’t live here.”
Azar nodded slowly, then glanced from Rampart’s blaster to Derek’s gun. “No need for weapons here. We all have the same idea.” He glanced at Madeline. “Explore, and, eventually, leave.”
What are you doing? Eclipse snapped.
Well, do you want them to trust us or not? Azar replied calmly. The dragon doesn’t look harmless, and there’s something about Ridley that makes me think he shouldn’t be taken lightly. Madeline may not trust us yet, but she seems to be our best bet so far.
I don’t care about your friends! Eclipse snarled. Our only goal should be to get out of here. Isn’t that what you want?
Azar thought for a moment. Eventually. After some fun. For now, leave me alone and let me do this.
Eclipse bit back a reply. Whatever Azar was doing, he had a feeling it was about to go horribly wrong.
Follow your heart, but take your brain with you.
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that was so Erich 🤣🤣🤣
Erich
He nodded in agreement with Erebus. “This place doesn’t seem very…fun.”
He took a bite of his bread and smirked at Erebus.
“How’s that apple?”
Erebus grumbled something ineligible.
Erich laughed.
One of y’all can go next if you want. 🙂
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Sorry! I’m here! Lol!
Ridley
Ridley’s eyes widened slightly at the rather strange sight before him, though it didn’t strike him quite as odd as it might some.
The most curious thing was the smoking wolf that stood before them-or at least Ridley assumed it was a wolf as that was what the form appeared to be. It was a bit hard to tell as the pitch blackness of it drifted in and out of form, like a floating haze before his vision; burning lamplight in it’s eyes.
Golden strings zipped around it, convulsing, as if trying to find ground to lay hold of, but they couldn’t seem to touch the smoking figure.
Yet…they didn’t disappear.
Just…continued to jerk around. Agitated.
Ridley couldn’t help but shudder as the wolf’s fire met his eyes.
“We CoUlD cOnTRolsS It.”
“INkY lIttLe mOnSTeR.”
Ridley looked away, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to get rid of the voices. He slowly opened them again, focusing on the other figure’s instead.
One, an older man, seemed annoyed. Ridley gazed at the many strings looped around his wrists.
But the worst…
Was the chain…not string… that pierced his chest. A sharp end held fast into the man’s skin, keeping the chain secure as it wrapped around his entire being.
Ridley swallowed the bile in his throat.
He’d only seen those kinds of chains a few times.
Heartstrings that had become chains…
He gripped his own heart, feeling a weight in his chest as the gold encircled him, calling to him.
He could feel the slow piercing of metal in his lungs…making it hard to breath.
He gasped, shuddering violently.
“Are you okay?” A voice asked, making Ridley look up.
Or…down.
The one who had spoken was the young girl in the group. She had dark hair, and a large smile, with even larger eyes.
“You don’t look very good. Are you sick?”
Ridley sucked in a few gasping breaths, heart still reeling.
He blinked.
The girl tilted her head, then extended her hand. “I’m Madeleine!” Ridley stared at it for a moment.
In awe…
Maybe he shouldn’t have been surprised. She…she was just a kid after all…but…
It had been so long since…
Ridley slowly took her hand hand, shaking it. “R-Ridley,” he croaked.
He continued to stare at her, after she released him.
To stare at the only…singular string she had…
One small, tiny string, around her wrist.
And…it wasn’t just hers, but it extended, connecting to the tall boy next to her.
Wrapping around his neck.
Ridley blinked, noticing him for the first time.
He’d been…unusually quiet.
Ridley tilted his head, looking between the two and the string that connected them.
Madeleine skipped away, the boy following behind, as if being pulled.
Ridley’s stomach flipped.
A puppet master…
Heh…so remember when I said Ridley might actually like Madeleine? Well this kinda wrote itself, and Ridley revealed to me that…uh…he actually will probably not care for Madeleine rn XD
ALSO! FYI, Puppetmasters are what Ridley calls people who can “Control” other peoples strings/chains or have placed them on said people.
For instance, Riven would be a puppet master in Ridley’s eyes.
Jocelyn’s Uncle was also one.
And Ridley became one for a while.
Needles to say he doesn’t like them.
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#ProtectMarcel
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Erebus
Erebus’s eyes narrowed as he watched Erich laugh.
“Whatever, let’s just keep going.” He grumbled, shoving Erich’s shoulder.
“Fine with me.” He agreed with a smug smile, patting his stomach happily.
At the end of the dining hall stood a shabby door, begging for someone to free it from it’s wretched hinges. Erich strolled over and tried the knob.
“Locked.” He declared.
“But nothing stops us, not even a rotted door.” Erebus smirked and gently pushed the wooden frame. The two men watched with satisfied looks as the door crumbled into pieces.
“Look at us, breaking down doors.” Erich chuckled. “I wonder what’s here worth locking a door for.”
Erich ducked through the door frame, stepping onto a wooden floor. Erebus glanced down where Erich’s feet stood, his eyes widened.
“Wait! Erich, I don’t think…”
The floor collapsed underneath the blond-haired man.
Erich let out a shout as he grasped for something to cling to, his body dropping into the gaping hole.
Erebus dove forward, seizing Erich’s outstretched hand before the man could fall into whatever the darkness below had waiting for him.
“I’ve got ya.”
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
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Erich
“I’ve got ya.”
Erich slowly eased his rapid heartbeat, taking in and letting out deep breaths, and grabbed a tighter hold on Erebus’ arm.
Erebus pulled him up, out of the hole.
Erich backed away as far as he possibly could.
“What’s with you and doors?”
Erich couldn’t help but chuckle, although it was a nervous and frazzled chuckle. “I don’t know. I guess they don’t like me.”
Erich sank against the wall. “Maybe we should go through a different door…although, what would anyone be hiding in this stinking place anyways to put a lock on the door?”
Erebus shrugged. “They’re obviously rich.”
Erich rolled his eyes. “Still. Doesn’t it seem odd to you?”
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Erebus
“Still. Doesn’t it seem odd to you?”
Erebus shrugged.
Then sighed as he nodded his head.
“Honestly, I am very curious about what this place has to hide. Most of the doors have been unlocked, even the door to this annoying magic table room.”
Erich grinned.
Erebus groaned.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but let’s go.” He stepped to the edge of the hole, squinting as he peered into the gaping darkness. “How are we supposed to get passed this?”
Erich held his hands up and backed away. “I shouldn’t go first. With my luck, we’ll both be dead in a matter of seconds.”
“Well, I don’t know if I can clear that hole in one jump.”
Erich smirked. “I could toss you.”
“No, no, and no. Any other ideas genius?”
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
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lol, i love this so much 😂🤣
Erich
“No, no, and no. Any other ideas genius?”
Erich smirked. “What, don’t like my ideas? Listen, maybe there’s something we could use in here to…well, get across. See any rope or something like that around here?”
“I wouldn’t imagine there’d be rope in a dining hall.”
Erich chuckled. “That, my friend, is probably true.”
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Rampart
Rampart introduced himself and Ridley. “Well, nice to meet you,” said the wolflike creature. “Do you live here? Or were you just randomly here like us? I must say, if you live here, I like the style.”
Did he seriously think that? “No, we don’t live here.” Rampart growled.
The wolflike creature eyed his blaster, and the gun one of the humans was holding. “No need for weapons here. We all have the same idea. Explore, and, eventually, leave.”
He was giving them a look that reminded Rampart of Admiral Tarkin’s gaze when he was angry with someone.
Not one any ImperialWing wanted to be under.
Which was all the more reason why those dragonets had to pay for what they’d done.
Ridley was eyeing the others warily. A tiny human–seemingly a child–walked up to him. This didn’t seem to make him any better.
Not that Rampart cared. Ridley could go be timid over there.
One less person he had to worry about.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@godlyfantasy12 Ridley’s powers are so cool! That was really fun to read, and it fit Maddie and Sam perfectly. (poor Sam)
@kyronthearcanin @keilah-h @esther-cMadeline
Madeline skipped cheerfully away from Ridley. The boy was interesting – he had pretty eyes – but she was currently much more interested in the giant winged man who stood above them on all fours. He looked strong. And irritable. Possibly a threat.
She stopped in front of Rampart and smiled at him.
“Hello. I don’t mean to be rude, but I would like to know… what are you? You have such pretty scales. I’ve never seen anything like you.”
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@loopylin ah thank you!! I’ve never written him really before and his powers just came out thru this RP and things from my imagination thru music and such lol. I was afraid it was too monotonous to keep describing it for different people, but it is different for every person!
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebRandom question, Rampart is like a sea dragon, right? Cause of the webbed claws? But can he still breathe fire or no???
Follow your heart, but take your brain with you.
Yes, I’m LOVING Ridley. His POV is just so unique, and I love the power.
Follow your heart, but take your brain with you.
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these two… i can’t. 😂😂
Erebus
“That, my friend, is probably true.” Erich said with a chuckle.
Erebus’ eyes scanned the room for something, anything remotely useful. He took in a deep breath, running his hand through his sweaty hair.
Erich cleared his throat. Erebus glanced up at the man, who had a weirdly satisfied look on his face.
“What?”
Erich motioned towards something behind him. “Do you think that tapestry would work as a rope?”
Erebus looked to where Erich was pointing, and sure enough, an elegant tapestry hung on the wall.
“How long have you known that was there?!?”
After a tedious operation of taking the tapestry down and tieing it around Erebus’s waist, the two young men found themselves standing at the edge of the hole again.
Erich gave Erebus a reassuring pat on the back. “You got this.”
Erebus rolled his eyes. “Thanks.”
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
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