Gluespit returns, now with titan form! - customizable bases
Hi and welcome to the first ever returning of my personal favourite fandragon and the first fan dragon I've ever created: the gluespit! If you missed your chance the first time now it's your chance to grab them. For those who already have it you're also welcome for the upgrade! please read the guideline post here so you can expect what's to come for the returning dragons! but for now; the gluespits' info
Gluespit
Class: Strike
Attack: 10
Speed: 18
Armor: 5
Firepower: 12
Shot Limit: 3
Venom: 0
Jaw Strength:2
Stealth: 17
The Swallow bird-like dragons that can shot an explodable saliva
Gluespits can fly for a really long time and fast. Their hammer-like heads are really hard but can also flop back to gain speed when flying. Like their name has suggested, They shots a sticky saliva that immediately solidify when contact and explode when the gluepits make a vibrate noise which made their attack even more deadly.
Personality: Agressive and Territorial
Fire Type: sticky glue-like saliva that can explode with certain vibration
Hidden Abilities: Gluespits also use their Saliva to create a web like nest, however, that is also prevent the dragons to use their vibrate noise around the area, their legs are also too weak that they can't fly once they lands on the ground but their claws can help them climb up a really high place and regain their ability in flight
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Do you have what it takes to tame these dangerous dragons! come and get them for 15 spots! with the choices of baby, adult and now also available as titan or you can get all in the aged up system. The previous art work of the adult form is exclusively for those who are able to get them for the first time but if you are one of those lucky people but want to updraded the art to the current one or to aged them up. You can do that without taking away the spot! Just simple state your interest in this post!
First Choose the version (Baby/Adult/Titan):
Then tell me the color
Main color: (Currently grayish purple)
secondary color: (Currently light creamy yellow)*
Marking: (Currently Dark red/red(titan))**
(*due to the pose the secondary color won't show in the baby and adult form)
(**Gluespits are primary single color dragon therefore the marking color with be faint in the first two forms)
Then tell me a little about your new companion
Name:
Gender:
history:
Rules:
1.First come first serve! the spot will be reserved base on who post first so you don't need to fill out your form yet for the spot to be reserved.
2.Only one dragon per user!
2.Please credit my dragon or link it back here, you don't have to keep it in your signature all the time
3.Don't reply to the second post since I will post the spots and tracking
4.Please respect the other and do not fight if you are too late for the spots
5.Please wait until I post the tracking comment to post
6.Check if the spot is still available before you post
7. I will only give you dragon once you filled out all the form, and that including their stories. It's the only payment I want back, to see what you do with my creation and that's enough for me :) It doesn't have to be the full version, you can fill out the shorter version first if you want to go all out with it
8. I will not be adding addictional markings such as scar, painting or well, markings, no matter how simple it is. This customize base can only customize the color only, sorry
9. If there's no respond for a long time after you reserve, I will contact you via PM to confirm your reservation again. If there's still no respond then I will give the reserved spot away to someone else or simply reopen the spot
10. If the name of the color can come in different shade I will pick what I see fit.
11.Read the rules
I will repost the age up and upgrade rule again on the second post, as well as the next poll!
Did you know the explosive glue are inspired by batman's gadget? it's activated through the click of Gluespit's piecer-like tongue. for more dragons info you can always welcome to check my fan dragon thread!
Here is the Poll this time. I can't believe I finally get to circle around back to the oldies I've been saying I'll do it at some point. If you are worry about future yet to release dragon, don't be. I will still make them. If I'm able to follow my schedule it will probably follow the pattern of old-new-old-new. The oldies can take sometime since I have to remade the art and even designing the titan for some of them (if I have the idea for it). please looking forward of both the olds and the news!
As for the previous poll, I'm start working on it ;)
I really love the design of the Gluespit! It looks so awesome!!! Here is my form!!
Version: Baby (I will definitely age up soon though! :D)
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Save spot please?
Mudhoney by XxXPurpleHolkingXxX
Asura by AntroTyree
Sandstorm by XxXPurpleHolkingXxX
LiveWire by AntroTyree
Tiger Baby, a female Night Fury adoptable; base by Wyndbain, colored by AntroTyree
DehydratedCoyote by XxXPurpleHolkingXxX
lightMyFire by XxXPurpleHolking
Asura by XxXPurpleHolking
WhisperInTheDark
Sandstorm by XxXPurpleHolkingXxX
DeadWrong - but he will always remain the question marker by Zikta
DeadWrong by Zikta
DeadWrong kidnapped by Zikta
KillerOnTheRoad by XxXPurpleHolkingXxX
I’ll reply after school :)
By ZestyDragonWing
Hydro Dart by me
Lightning Dust by the Amazing purple holking!:)
this amazing picture by misty shadow!:)
Blaze And Bolt drawn by me
Credit goes to ImDearpySheylaYT for this amazing picture
Toothless looking at meteors made by me do not steal!
Here's my form! ^^
Version(baby,adult,Titan): Baby
Color (You can ask for default color and you will get the one shown in the example)
Main color: Red
Secondary color: Gold
Marking: Yellow
Name: SeaSwimmer
Gender: Male
History: SeaSwimmer has been born with his family. He lives for a few months with them before getting taken away by dragon hunters. Days after, he has been saved by Sheyla, along with her Titan Skrill, RotomDex. She bings back the baby dragon to his family, but he wanted to stay with the dragon rider. So Sheyla kindly accepted and started to take care of her new friend!
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Fantom may protect this Siggy! 
Here you go! Funny thing you named him seaswimmer, while they do not swim, gluespit's habitat is the cliff or sea stack by the sea and they like to fly close to the surface. I've forget to put that in the info. the name's quite fitting!
Awwe! He's so cute! :D
Thankies! ^^
Oh well, at least that makes him a bit special to other Gluespits, no? xD
Yes! I love this dragon! Save spot, please!
Alright, here goes! Sorry for the long wait, my family's desktop died earlier this year and we just now got a new one.
Name: Dauntless
Form: Baby
Gender: Male
Story: I thought it was going to be a typical raid; I was riding Banshee, my titan screaming death, and had several other dragons nearby, ready to strike. We were hovering in the thick cumulus clouds, out of sight of the ship below. I watched it carefully through my spyglass. It was a hunter's ship alright, massive, dragon-proof-metal-clad, and with multiple sails bearing Drago's old seal. Most importantly, it sailed alone--a perfect practice target for my two adult dragons, Mocha (woodreaper) and Vixen (nightsealer). Vixen had become quite the destructive force, but thankfully seemed to have a good sense of what to attack and what to leave alone. The only problem was she attacked on sight, instead of hanging back. I hoped to fix this, but for the time being I had made her a leather "hood" much like what would be used in falconry. Unable to see, she perched on Mocha's back and remained surprisingly calm in her darkness. Whether she was truly calm or merely brooding until I released her upon the ship, I could not tell, and couldn't really focus on her mood right at the moment. Mocha huffed and glanced at me in disgust.
"Hurry, please!" she croaked (her ability to mimic, with constant exposure to human speech, permitted her to understand and speak English fairly well) "I want more coffee!"
"You had enough of that today," I replied matter-of-factly. "You drank nearly my whole supply, and if you keep drinking it, you will become caffeine dependant and overly hyper."
"Mocha no get hyper, just want coffee!"
"Later!" I insisted. "Right now we need to focus. I can see the captain and a deathgripper on the deck. I bet they are heading to Auction Island with a load of dragons to sell."
"Okee, so we free the dragons, then go to trade with foreign natives for more coffee seeds."
"Beans," I corrected. "And right now, this is more important. This ship is getting close to this little atoll just under us. We may be able to run the ship aground and free the dragons below deck. That deathgripper will be a problem, though. I will most likely need you to put it to sleep with your breath mist. The captain I can probably fight off if she gives me any trouble. Banshee, you ready?" The massive white and red dragon growled in agreement. I pulled the hood off of Vixen's head so she could see. She blinked a few times until her eyes adjusted to the light, then she began scouring the sea below us. It did not take long for her to spot the hunter vessel and dive for it, followed by a few other high-damage-capable dragons. Mocha slunk down behind the ship, out of the captain's view, her eyes fastened upon the deathgripper. The captain drew an ax and the head of it erupted into blue flames. She swung it at the attacking reptiles as they pummeled the deck with fireball after fireball, splintering the boards and showing the dark hold below. The deathgripper had his say in the fight, and began stinging each dragon as he came across it in the fray. All except Mocha, who was tracing his every wingflap, every step, every strike. When Vixen grabeed his tail in her claws and began biting it, the larger beat began chasing his tail, trying to get the offending lizard off of it. This was Mocha's chance. She opened her jaws and puffed out a steady stream of mist, enveloping the deathgripper. It spotted her and began trying to strike, but Mocha slithered this way and that to avoid each strike, biding her time and continuing to breathe the gas. The deathgripper's yellow eyes finally rolled back and he fell to the floor unconscious. Now, it was my turn to board the ship. I had Magpie, my smothering smokebreath mix, fly me wingmaiden-style to where the captain was. Banshee dove under the water, waiting for my signal for her signature attack. The captain whirled around to face me, brandishing her blazing ax.
"What did you do to my dragon?!" she thundered, swinging at me.
"Nothing worse than what you've done to the poor creatures chained below!" I answered, blocking with my double-bladed staff. my opponent let out a war cry and swung at me again and again, each time I blocked or dodged the blows. "Now if you don't mind, I'll take them off your hands."
"You are not taking these dragons anywhere!" she roared. I ducked to dodge the incoming bash from her golden shield, but stepped on a splitered fragment of board and toppled as the blow struck. The captain pointed her ax head at me and said, "Where will you be going now?"
"Oh, the same place you are--for now," I answered. I rolled to avoid the ax coming down and ran to the edge of the ship, where I called for Banshee. The captain ran at me, but soon fell to the floor as the ship lurched. Large white-and-red coils wrapped the ship around the middle and began pulling it towards the atoll. As the wood creaked and the sides began to cave in, dozens of dragons flew out of the hold, uncaged and free, courtesy of Mocha and her stealing the keys from the captain.
"No!" the captain yelled. She hollered for her deathgripper to round them up again, but he was still too drowsy to even stand. The ship began to break apart as the hull hit the shore and Banshee tightened her coils. Magpie dove for me to get me off the deck just in time, but the captain grabbed my feet and was lifted along with me.
"Save my dragon. Now!" she demanded. Mocha already lifted the half-conscious deathgripper in her claws and carried him to the shore. Magpie swooped low enough for the captain of the wrecked ship to drop to the ground and run to her pet. Once I hit the ground, I followed.
"What have you done?" she moaned. "What have you done!" She spun to face me, her blue eyes blazing with fury.
"Saving the dragons on that ship from being sold or worse," I answered, crossing my arms. "You and your deathgripper will be fine, I just had my woodreaper put him to sleep with her sleeping gas breath."
"You don't understand, do you?" she retorted. "I was saving those dragons myself! I managed to steal one of the warlords' ships and was taking their captured dragons with me to safety! I'm not sure how far ahead I was of their armada. I know they sent one after me." I didn't believe her at first, but when I saw that the "captured" dragons were staying close to her instead of flying away, even trying to help her deathgripper wake up, I realized she was telling the truth.
"I'm so sorry," I gasped. "I thought you were a hunter!"
"That's what everyone was supposed to think, at least until we got away," she said, sliding her now-extinguished ax back into its belt sheath. "Now my ship is sunk, these dragons are a long ways from where I'm taking them, and now I don't know how to move them before we get found by the warlords." She sank to the ground, her face in her hands. Her deathgripper staggered over to her and rested his head on her shoulder. She began petting him and trying to maintain her military composure.
"I can help, I think," I said softly. "I have several large, strong dragons with me. Maybe they can carry some of the dragons on their backs while we ride ours. The island my hut is on is argely deserted and has plenty of resources, so you and they can rest there with my dragons until we get you another ship." To this the captain agreed. My typhoomerangs, silver phantoms, and the hybrid offspring of some of them all spread their wings as "ramps" leading to their backs. The liberated dragons were hesisant to board their new rides, but when the deathgripper led the way, the others soon followed. The young woman rode Banshee with me as we headed back to Dragon's Edge, largely deserted except for me and my sister, when she visited. On the flight home, we talked.
"I never got your name," she said. "If I am to be helped by the person who started this mess, I should at least know that much."
"Phoenix," I replied. "Phoenix Flamebourne." Her blue eyes narrowed a bit as she thought.
"My name is Tempest Seaheart," she said. "I spend a lot of time rescuing dragons."
"That's good. Where do you live?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood. She said, "I do not live in any one location. I'm more of a nomad, you might say. I sail the high seas, mostly. I never stay in one spot for very long."
"Oh, why? I asked." Tempest pondered things for a moment, then said, "Forgive my directness, but you are still a stranger. I do not tell much to strangers. Still, this much you can know. Things are dangerous for people like me. It is not safe to stay in one spot long."
"Oh," I breathed, my heart beginning to ache with memories. "I can understand that."
"Can you truly?" Tempest asked. I nodded and said, "Yes, I can truly. Things are not safe where I am from, and most places I go I am not safe long." Tempest only replied with a "Hmmmmm." We stayed silent after that, and as day turned into darkness the silence began bringing up reminders of my current situation, things I wanted so desperately to ignore. My thoughts were interrupted by Vixen diving down aout twenty feet, making a wide circle, then flying back to me in a frenzy.
"What is it, girl?" I asked. She kept fluttering about my head. I gestured for Mocha to check it out, and the shadowy dragon swooped down near flickering lights of campfires. When she returne,d she was visibly shaken.
"Bad men, bad dragon," she croaked. I asked what she meant, and she told me of a group of men with a trained howlian at their camp. Tempest drew her ax and said, "We should act! If they have a howlian, who knows what will happen to the dragons in this area?" I pulled out my spyglass and had Banshee hover over their heads so I could observe them. Most looked like the ordinary hunter type, spiked helmets and all that, but the one talking to them and pointing to locations on a map in the firelight was different, wearing a long brown coat and matching fedora. When I saw who is was, I gasped and sank lower into the saddle in shock.
"What? What did you see?" Tempest asked. She grabbed the spyglass and looked at the camp for herself.
"Hmm, typical hunter type, except for this one wearing odd clothing. Who on earth dresses like that?"
"Bounty hunters do, that's who," I answered. Tempest said, "I've seen bounty hunters before. This one looks like no one I've ever run across. Who is it?"
"To answer both of your questions," I sighed, "Bounty hunters from my time period dress like that, and he is Phineas Vizelli, the best bounty hunter who serves---" My voice stopped. I couldn't bring myself to say any more.
Tempest looked through the spyglass again.
"Phoenix, I think we should move now. He is about to feed the howlian." I snatched the spyglass back and looked, then gasped. I pointed out the camp to Magpie, who camoflauged herself to be invisible, swooped down into the camp, and plucked the bundle right from Vizelli's hands before he could give it to the howlian. The massive dragon smelled the intruder and snapped at her, but she soared out of range as fast as she could, carrying the dark little bundle with her. When she returned to me, she deposited it in my arms. Two yellow eyes peered at me, and the figure of a baby gluespit began moaning and trying to wake up. Tempest looked him over and said, "Deathgripper venom. I've seen it before. This Vizelli character is probably using venomed dragons to help keep the howlian submissive. Howlians naturally follow human lead and annihilate dragons, but there may be reasons this bounty hunter wants the dragon kept calm." I cradled the baby gluespit in my arms and tried to sort things through in my mind. In the meantime, Tempest decided that since her deathgripper was alert again, she should attack the hunters' camp. There was no talking her out of it, just action. She swooped through the camp with her flaming ax, her deathgripper lighting the area on fire so she could free the caged dragons, then jumped back on his back and met me in the air again, this time with even more freed dragons. As we flew higher into the sky, hopefully out of view of the hunters (they could see better thanks to the blaze caused by the deathgripper), I spotted Vizelli as he squinted and watched. His woodreaper slithered up to him and hissed, "She got them all. Now there will be no sale." Vizelli smirked as replied, "The hunting operation is only a means to an end, my dear Nimrod. We wanted to find the Phoenix, and thanks to her brazen friend, we have seen her for the first time since coming to this time period. The emperor will be very pleased, even more so when we bring her back for him to deal with."
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"So, what did you mean by 'your time period?'" Tempest asked. I was hesistant to answer, but her piercing stare compelled me to tell the truth.
"I am from the future, and am able to travel through time," I answered. "And apparently, now Vizelli can, too."
"And he is a bounty hunter, which makes you an outlaw in your time period."
"Correct."
"So, you really can understand my lack of safety," Tempest mused. "Perhaps I can trust you to help me, after all." I looked at her in surprise.
"You aren't surprised I can travel through time?" I asked.
"Surprised? Yes, not many people can, at least not as far as I know. But I was in a place where the technology was so advanced certain members of the city could do such things. But enough about that. What are you going to name your new friend?"
"I'm not sure, to be honest," I answered, scratching my head. "I haven't really thought about what to call him."
"How about Dauntless?" she suggested. "Gluespits are a fearless species, and this little guy is not different."
"Oh? What makes you say that?" I asked, trying to keep the conoy on the right track home.
"Look," Tempest said. I looked to my side and saw the little feller climbing all over Tempest's deathgripper's head, squawking and taunting him, despite the dragon's obvious displeasure and constant growling and snapping at him.
"I see," I laughed. "Not many baby dragons would be brave enough to taunt a deathgripper, especially one that is in the middle of flying!" We both had a good laugh, and reached Dragon's Edge without further incident. The dragons were left free to roam the island, and we got our rest.
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The next morning, I awoke to the sound of Tempest calling to me. I sleepily stepped down from the loft to see the warrior woman pointing at a very contented Mocha, who was slurping down coffee from her large dish.
"Is she supposed to be drinking coffee?" Tempest asked in shock. I nodded and said, "Yes, but I don't understand where she got it. My supply was nearly gone..." Mocha stared at me defiantly and croaked, "We did not go get more, so I got more."
"Oh no, Mocha where did you get that?"
"Bad man's camp. They had many bags in storehouse. I grabbed all of it and brought it with us home. Now we no need leave for long time!" She stuck her mouth back in the bowl and slurped down more of the black drink, then said, "We may need more of the chocolate beans and sugar cane. This is good, but not like true mocha coffee." Tempest's jaw dropped and she shook her head in disbelief. I sighed and put a hand on her soulder, then said, "That's what happens when you feed a young dragon coffee. She is bad enough, Vixen can take it or leave it, but I sure do hope that none of the other dragons..." I stopped mid-sentence as I spotted Dauntless climbing up the edge of the bowl, plunging his head in the coffee, then looking back at me with a big mischeivous grin.
"Not another coffee drinker!!!!"
Sorry, forgot the colors!
Main color: Same greyish purple
Secondary color: Dark royal purple
Marking: Dark navy blue
Save spot please, if it’s okay. I understand if you want me to catch up first!!
This flashy guy is BriskBeak the Blazing Firemaw. 
<--------------- Snuglug the Neckblaze is blazing through
Just curious, what color is the Gluespit's saliva?
Do you imagine any relation to the Death Song? I know you came out with the Gluespit first! Just both dragons spit a liquid that hardens on contact, so I was wondering if you had maybe thought about a connection.
It's clearer with less orange/brown and more white/clear but over all their looks, texture, animation the way they solidified is exactly the same. If it's being left for a very long time, like their web, it fogged up and turned white.
Hmmm I do think about it sometime but I think if they're related it wouldn't be that close like gronckle family close. It probably something like bear-seal-ferret close or antelope-whale close which is to say pretty distance and different but still somehow end up on the same big branches.
Version: Baby
Main color: Saddle Brown (#8b4513)
Secondary color: N/A
Marking: Royal Blue (#4169e1)
Name: Sputters
Gender: Male
History:
(Kind of just a quicky story this time. Basically these guys are supposed to be like the Twins. I have a couple other characters who are also at this event from other adoptions)
Apparently every village had its young stooges. On Berk, the Dragon Academy had opened to all its allies so everyone could learn to train dragons and live peacably with them. Chilblain, the frosty Northern mining town sent their eager youth as well. One such team - Chilblain Team 5 - they were only all to eager to be rid of, even if only for a little while.
Numbknuckles Kneeslapper, Dannimite the Droll, and Bearclod the Buffoon snickered at the back of the large gathering of students in the Training Arena.
"Hahahaha."
"HeeHeeHee."
"HuhHuhHuh."
Gobber the Belch stood at the front, swinging around a long shoe horn attachment on his missing hand. He had a fuzzy slipper on his one foot. "If I catch the lot that vandalized Boot Night, yer Team won't get ta get an egg at the Egg Ceremony!" he groused at the teens. The students collectively sighed in irritation, then looked puzzled.
Numbknuckles, the burly one with reddish brown hair and budding sideburns, was pleasantly surprised how easy the prank was. Hooligans apparently put their boots out on their porches at night to air them out. Everyone in Chilblain knew you didn't put boots out on the porch! You hung them from the windows of course, upside down. It could snow in them. So the team from Chilblain had taken it upon themselves to put ice in the toes of every single boot in town. They had to convince a few ice dragons to get it done, but it was worth it. Loki would be proud.
Bearclod elbowed Numbknuckles in the ribs and gestered twoard Gobber. Now why would he actually want to listen?
"Now you may be wondering what the Egg Ceremony is. Well we just made it up," Gobber said matter-of-factly.
"Do we get to learn evasive maneuvers with a chicken egg fight?" Numbknuckles replied.
"Hahahaha."
"HeeHeeHee."
"HuhHuhHuh."
Gobber glared at him. "No, that would be a waste of food." he paused for a moment in thought. "But maybe we could try that with dragon droppings or yak dung!" he said a bit too brightly.
The students grimaced, except Dannimite. Numbknuckles elbowed him. He shrugged. "What? Yak pies freeze solid in the winter. Like throwing snowballs, only better."
"As I was saying, the Dragon Riders just raided an Auction with alotta eggs, dragon eggs, that is. Big ones, wee ones, round ones, spiky ones, swirly ones, stripy ones, ..."
Dragon eggs. Niether Numbknuckles, nor Dannimite, or Bearclod had their very own dragon yet. Most of the students here, the newer ones, didn't. This was a great opportunity. Numbknuckles bit his lip to keep from chuckling or saying something that _might_ be interpreted as foolishness.
"... blue ones, rocky ones, ones that look like they're really hard but might be a little soft in the center ..."
A few students politely cleared their throats, to break Gobber out of his tangent describing eggs. Numbknuckles bit his lip harder.
"Oh, right. So each group will get ta pick their very own egg. Now, once you get the egg, there will be a grand hatching right here. So start studying your Dragon Manual ..." Numbknuckles zoned right out at the mention of "studying". His copy of the Manual was mostly scribbly pictures of dragons with scowly faces than with any kind of written notes in it.
For the rest of the day, the three tried their best to not play any pranks, joke or gad about.
The students all gathered the next day in the Arena again. At the front was Gobber, as well as several tables with crates and crates of a wide assortment of dragon eggs, nearly as varied as Gobber had said. A few of the older students, ones who already had their very own dragons, stood at the the tables. The idea was that one person from each Team would step forwrd when called. Each of the student presenters would pull out an egg and show it, then the team representative would select one of the offered eggs. The team needed to have an idea in mind of what they wanted or needed, and also be able to identify dragon eggs.
"Randomness!" Dannimite pumped his fist in the air, out of nowhere.
NumbKnuckles nodded in agreement. Surprises were the best.
"A dragon that breathes fire! Then we could set fire to things!" Bearclod said excitedly.
"But most dragons breathe fire. Besides, we are good at setting fires on our own," NumbKnuckles pointed out. Indeed the boys were extremely proficient at starting fires, even in their cold snowy town, where fire-starting was quite tricky. "But fire-breathing is nice, though," he amended, suddenly thinking about the even _bigger_ fires they could start.
Gobber started calling out Teams. "Berk Team 15!" This was the first, and a red-haired boy tentatively stepped forward. He looked over the eggs the older student held out and finally settled on a speckled one.
"Meathead Team 3!" Gobber continued.
"Berk Team 16!"
"Chilblain Team 5!" Numbknuckles pushed through the crowd. "We're the Chil-blames!" he corrected Gobber. The old Viking scowled at him. Numbknuckles, made a flourishing bow, "Respectfully, sir," he amended on as best behavior as he could muster.
Gobber rolled his eyes. "Team Chil-blame! Now hurry up before I _blame_ you for holdin' us up!"
Numbknuckles stepped up and examined the proferred eggs. They all had their potential. The green pointy-ended one was interesting. Then there was one dark red that the guy holding had to shift back and forth like it was hot. There was one with rainbow speckles all over it. Another oval one that looked like stone. A yellow one with green spotches.
He held out his pointer finger at each one "Eenie, Meenie, Mienie, Mo. Catch a Nadder by his toe. If he fires, let ..."
"PICK ONE BEFORE I SET THE NADDERS ON YA TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YA PULL THEIR TOES!!" Gobber bellowed.
Numbknuckles grabbed up the stony-looking one and scuttled back to his teammates.
That evening once again, the same students were gathered together in the Arena. This time a large pile of wood and other combustibles were stacked in the center. The students ringed all the way round. Deep troughs and barrels were placed around the wall. Numbknuckles, Dannimite, and Bearclod stood up close to the fire with their textured grey egg. Every team seemed to have some kind of armor on or a sheild of some kind. The Chil-blames just had their usual garments on and horned helmets. A boy with a battered chest plate on next to them looked them over, surprised, then chuckled and walked away.
"HeeHeeHee!" Dannimite pointed, laughing in return.
"What's so funny?" Numbknuckles asked.
Dannimite shrugged. "I dunno."
Gobber moved to the front of the wood pile. "Now remember to write down everything in yer journals. If ya can't write, draw pictures. A picture tells a thousand words, ya know. I draw myself. We'll be having weekly reports on how yer raising yer babies."
Numbknuckles groaned. He wasn't even sure where his journal was at the moment. It might have been what he used to prop one of his bedposts up with, since one of the floorboards was a little uneven.
The student started nestling their eggs amongst the wood bits. Numbknuckles followed suit, but stayed near by, while the other sudents backed away. Far away. A yellow Monstrous Nightmare hovering above the arena blew a gout of fire onto the wood and set it alight. The tinder was dry, so it caught quickly. Flames engulfed the pile and the eggs within.
"If we knew there was going to be a bonfire, I would've suck some ale into the arena," Numbknuckles commented. The students were strangely hushed for what otherwise had the makings of a party.
"Or corn," Bearclod replied.
"Corn? What's exciting about corn?"
Suddenly from within the fire was a pop, followed by a succession of bangs and booms. A piece of shell and egg goo flew out of the fire like a projectile and hit Dannimite squarely in the face. The other two immediately started laughing at him.
"Hahahaha."
"HuhHuhHuh."
Both were promptly silenced as shell smacked into them, too. Dannimite wiped his face off and laughed back.
"HeeHeeHee."
"The eggs! They explode! Egg-splosions! Awesome!" Numbknuckles shouted.
Not all the eggs burst violently open, but enough for egg bit to be raining down on the arena. This was followed by mewls and squeals and growls as baby dragons of all kinds started emerging from the flames. Chilblain Team 5's own stony egg ruptured with a crackle and pop, revealing an angular little brown beast with yellow eyes. He had pointy wings and a pointy tail and his cheeks were smooshed out to the sides like someone had pinched his cheeks and stretched them out. The little dragon tilted his arrow head to regard Numbknuckles. He chirped, then spat at the boy. A tiny loogie splatted on the top of his helmet and solidified.
"Oooo, a spit spitter!" Numbknuckles admired and picked the baby up. The baby almost seems to smile and chirped again, followed by a stream of clicks and clacks.
"Maybe he's hungry. There's fish over there," Bearclod pointed to a basket that other students were pundering to feed hungry dragons. "I thought they were snacks for us."
Numbknuckles stroked the baby under the chin. Finally the little dragon stopped on one note, clicking his tongue with it over and over. Suddenly Numbknuckles head was rattled around as the spitwad on his helmet suddenly exploded. "That was fun," he commented as the baby dragon became two in his addled sight for a moment.
"Hahahaha."
"HeeHeeHee."
"HuhHuhHuh."
These goofs with the explosive dragon is such a Thorston twin energy. It's also very worrying though, Gluespit are known for their fatality.
Thank you!
Yes, worrying, but on the other hand the Twins haven't blown up too terribly much, or rather set fire to, with Barf and Belch. They could've burned down everything by now, not just a few things ...
Name: Elmer (Like the glue)
Gender: Male
history: This little guy was causing trouble at Berk. Valka intrusted this little baby to me!
Can I have a randomly colored baby, please? If its allowed I would like to age Elmer up at some point and then maybe titan him! (Im not sure if you're still doing that if your not ts fine!)
Elmer you said? Hmm maybe this color will do
yes you are allowed to age him up when you want! simply let me know here when you do. you can also update the story or change the color by then!
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW HES SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Edit: If its ok with you I think I'll wait one day before requesting adult Elmer and then I'll wait another day to request titan Elmer!!!
Version: Titan
Main color: Black/Dark grey
Secondary color: Light grey
Marking: White
Name: Hunter
Gender: Male
History: Just like most other Gluespits, Hunter was a territorial dragon. But he's also competitive, and often goes out to attack other dragon territories to expand. He's been doing this since he was a young adult. Before that, he was just a grumpy child in his parent's nest. At one point in life, he had found a mate: another Gluespit. She went with Hunter often when he was attacking other dragons, right until the end. Her end. The two had ran into a powerful dragon one day, and it was too strong for them. The female Gluespit wound up dead, while Hunter just barely got away from the fight. He was badly injured and would have died, had a few kind not found him. He was taken care of at their village, however when he was strong enough to continue on his own, he slaughtered several of the vikings and left. Up to now, he's been looking for the dragon that had defeated him long ago, wanting to get him back for almost killing him.
This any good?
It's good! It's pretty intense! too bad he loss his mate and now live in hatred although turning against vikings are to be expected. Here you go, hope you like how he turned out!
Thanks! I love how he looks, and I'm glad you like his story!
Hi!
Adult please?
Main color: Dark red
Secondary color: Dark blue, nearly Black with tiny white scales scattered about
Markings: Black
Name: Katrina
Gender: Female
History: Like many of her kind, Katrina hated company. But not because of normal reasons; her mate and hatchlings had been killed by a Darkness Quencher, another snake-like strike class dragon with heat sensors, massive wings and frill, and huge horns jutting forth from over it's small, menacing eyes. She managed to kill it, but inside she was never the same again. Now she haunts all that come to her island, killing all who see her too late.
Moonflare, by the amazing LissaFish! Thank you so much!
Jinn, my Grumpy Nadder by PurpleHolking who is a Blobfish Queen!
My best friend who has been with me and will ever be with me. I love you, Bjartskular! Also, thanks to Even Flow for helping me make these pictures work.
Eclipse, my Gallow Fury, whom has suffered for far too long, but shall no longer.
Rasazira, my agro Gluespit, with special thanks to Chameisheida for both this really cute species, and this amazing art!
Wow! a lot of these stories are really intense! didn't expect that from the goofy looking dragon I've made!
I'm not sure what you meant by dark blue with tiny white scale scatter about (since you can only choose one and I can't edit more marking into the base if that's what you meant :/) but it won't show in this pose anyway so sorry bout that :/ Hope you still like how she turned out though!
Oh, I only meant that as a visual picture (if you manage to see her). In a base it would only be dark blue. And I love her! You are an amazing artist!
Save me a spot, please!
Version(baby,adult,Titan): baby!
Main color: orange
Secondary color: -
Marking: white
Name: Glycerine
Gender: female
History: Glycerine's parents who go by the names Petroselin and Eruca are something similar to what we'd call scientists. They experimented with a lot of chemicals, their main goal was to create pills to change body parts, because they didn't like how humans do plastic surgery, and they thought it would be much better to achieve the same success with pills. They used pigs to test their pills, since their body structure is similar to the humans' body structure. However, they forbid Glycerine - named Glycerine because she was the main reason her parents, the aliphatic acids, stayed together - to enter the caves they worked in. Of course - who wouldn't have expected it - Glycerine entered the cave where they stored their chemicals. She saw many pills and sheets of paper, but what most interested her was the liquids in the phioles, made for Gluespit claws. She sniffed them, chose the ones she liked the best, mixed them together and drank the whole bucket of it. Her head immediately started to ache and she could barely feel the rest of her body, but she managed to get outside before their parents would return from their meeting. She hid in her nest and fell asleep, hoping she'd be alright until her parents would arrive. They eventually did arrived, checked on their daughter, saw her sleeping and went to sleep too. In the morning, they prepared breakfast. When Glycerine didn't arrive as early as she usually did, they became worried and Petroselin woke her up.
When Glycerine heard her father calling her, she woke up. Everything looked different, felt different. Everything looked simple. She felt something pulling the air up, down, to the right, to the left, to the front, to the back, she even saw forces in colors she'd never seen before! Even her dad was differently-colored than before, her nest, herself, even the colors she had already seen before had so much more shades,...
Petroselin saw a strange expression in his daughter's eyes. She looked confused and amazed. "Are you alright?", he asked. When she didn't answer, he called for his wife.
Eruca arrived. She saw what he'd noticed before. "We shouldn't have let her alone! Who knows which pill she took!"
They carried her to the food. Maybe, they hoped, she'd get better when she ate.
She did, but only because she got more used to it. "Mom? Dad?", she asked. "What's this color?"
"Red", they answered, worried she had forgotten it.
"No", she said. "It doesn't look like red. I know it was red before, but I've never seen this color!"
Her parents looked at each other. "Is she hallucinating?", Petroselin assumed.
"Easy way to check", Eruca answered. She stood on the table. "What am I doing?"
"Attention!", Glycerine shouted. "The gravitational force is about to pull your wing down!"
They looked at each other confused. They had tought their daughter about gravitation, of course, but that was just plain weird.
Suddenly, Eruca felt her right wing going down. What was that? As she fell down on the ground, they both looked at her, worried. She often fell down, but it couldn't be possible that Glycerine could sew that, or could it?"
"She's not hallucinating", Petroselin concluded. "What is she doing then?"
"Mom? Dad? Is the tree outside making wind?", Glycerine asked. They arrowed outside to check. The tree was standing there as usual and there was no wind. "No...", they said.
"But there is something coming in and out of the tree, is that air?", she asked. "It looks... I don't know the name of the color."
Now completely confused, they stayed silent.
"All of the air is moving, in diffent colors...", Glycerine continued.
"What's the matter with her?", Petroselin whispered to Eruca.
"Let's take her to the doctor", Eruca suggested.
"Maybe the doctor doesn't know anything about it. Glycerine, which pills did you take?"
"I didn't take any pills..."
"Listen, it's important. We're worried. You see what it's doing to you. Do you want to stay like this forever?"
Glycerine stayed silent.
"Just tell us which pills you took."
"None."
"Let's go back to the meeting, maybe some of the others know a solution."
I'll continue when I age her up :) I don't see any sense in making her an adult in the story when I requested a baby picture.
Thanks in advance!
That's fine! you can continue the story as you age her up, I'll be looking forward to see where it's heading. At first I thought the pill only change her ratina or something--like making her vision like other species who can see more color but it seemed it might be something more special, more supernatural related.
Awww, thank you! I love it! You're right about both ;)
(Don't judge me I have no idea what ratina is, my translator didn't find it and I didn't get a good result on google either ·_·)
Main color:hot pink
Secondary color:light purple
Marking:white
Name:Sticky web
Gender:female
History:W.I.P.
Age:titan
i'll finish hystory later
Catra (She-ra and the princesses of power canoned character) as a nightlight by ApertureNightFury12345
Liza (SATPOP OC) as a Nightlight by ApertureNightFury12345
Lizshade (Liza x Nightshade are OCs of SATPOP) by ApertureNightFury12345
Sary (Fresh precure OC) as a Nightlightlight by me
Sary vs Cure Cherry (Fresh precure OC) by me
Sarah Higashi (Fresh precure OC) by me
Singer (Suite precure OC) by me
Cure Singer (Suite precure OC) by me
Allisa Kurokawa (Suite precure OC) by me
Liza (SATPOP OC) by me
Liza's dragon form Shadow storm (armor) (SATPOP OC) by me
Shadow storm before she got her armor (SATPOP OC) by me
Liza's old look (SATPOP OC) by me
Teenager Liza (SATPOP OC) by me
kid Liza (SATPOP OC) by me
Child Liza (SATPOP OC) by me
Nightshade (SATPOP OC) by me
Nightshade's dragon form (armor) (SATPOP OC) by me
Nightshade before he got his armor (SATPOP OC) by me
Nightshade's old look (SATPOP OC) by me
Teenager Nightshade (SATPOP OC) by me
kid Nightshade (SATPOP OC) by me
Child Nightshade (SATPOP OC) by me
clan banner by The Bohemian Critic
sorry couldn't edit so here is the history
History:Sticky web is young and clever titan wing dragon who never cared for anybody but herself. She decided that she needs to be better at stealth so she flew off to berk so she could see what she can learn more. The dragons huntera were under her she didn't until they used a dragon root arrow. She fell in the water, the dragon hunters were about to get her with a net until a dragon fired at the dragon hunter's ship. Sticky web looked up to see a pink night fury with a girl riding it. The pink night fury grabbed sticky web but she was to tired to fight back so she fell asleeo. Later when she woke up she realized she was in a human house, Sticky web turned head to see the girl who rode the pink night fury was treating her injuries. The girl patted her "it's ok we will heal you" she said softly to sticky web, She knew when the girl said we, she met her and the night fury. Sticky web knew that she would be safe with this girl and the night fury so she decided to be one of the girl's dragon.
Hope I got the right color! Good to see her joined pink night and co.
those are right colors thank you for making her (she is already getting along with my dragons even with scream which quite surprising for me)
I've seen this dragon on another thread before and I've always wanted one since!
(Baby/Adult/Titan): Adult please!
Main color:
secondary color:
I'm a little confused, but is this a hidden belly colour or something?
Marking:
Name: Cuckoo
Gender: Female
History: Cuckoo's mother was captured by dragon hunters, she hid her egg from the hunters untill she managed to escape, blasting open her cage with a web of vibrating glue. How ever, she was struck by a dragon root arrow through her wing and was badly wounded. She dropped her egg in a nearby nest, hoping that another dragon would find and care for it. Instead, she had dropped the egg in the nest of a bird! Cuckoo was raised by a sparrow but she quickly outgrew her foster mothers size. One day Cuckoo was practicing her flying in a forest clearing. She had never been taught how to use her glue spit and accidently ensnared her self. A few days later Embala found the weak, timid Glue Spit in the forest. Scared, Cuckoo uttered a loud vibrating wail, destroying her solidified saliva. She was free, but too melnourished to fly again. Embala took the young dragon home and cared for her until she was ready to return to the wild again. However, Cuckoo had formed a strong bond and decided to live with Embala forever.
A few weeks later, Embala was exploring with her new companion, making a new map for her journal, when she came across another Glue spit. This one larger with a huge scar running down the length of her wing. At first the dragon hissed, but then it realised Cuckoo. The dragon turned out to be Cuckoos mother! Cuckoos mother still prefered to live in the wild, but she visits Embala and Cuckoo regularly. It was a happy ending for Cuckoo afterall. :D
Here you go! sorry if you're a little confused. The secondary/creamy yellow you chose is the color for underwing which is not present in this pose! It also turn out that the marking blend a little to well on green to, haha
I'm glad she gets the happy ending and reunited with her mother! I can only hope the foster mother is still in the picture as well, that'dd be cute. I can hope XD
Thankyou so much! Cuckoo looks awesome! And yes, Cuckoos foster mother is still around, although when she does turn up, she usually tries feeding worms and dragonflies like when she was a baby. XD
Also, can I wait a little while then get her aged up? The titan form looks amazing.
Main colour:
Secondary colour:
Marking:
Name: Bassir, the Mad King of the Mountain Woods
Gender: Male
History: I spent way too long trying to think of a fun backstory but have so far come up blank. I’ll write one when I think of it but for now here’s a bio
Bassir, while eccentric, isn’t actually ‘mad’ in either sense of the word. He still retains his species natural aggression, although somewhat suppressed from old age, and defends his island territory from any potential intruders with an ungodly fury; but to the human inhabitants of the island, Bassir is something of a mascot to them. To hunt in his forest, it is tradition to bring a bottle of vinegar with you in case you cross paths with him. It isn’t to deter Bassir, he just loves the stuff.
Giving him vinegar helps to also show his true personality a bit; shameless, snarky, and an absolute diva of a dragon, occasionally the villagers can convince the Gluespit to leave his wild ways for a night and join in their festivities, where he will ‘tolerate’ being dressed up and might ‘begrudgingly’ allow party-goers to ride on his back.
Hey Zest, what version/age of him do you want?
(aw heck yeah thatd help) Titan
What a fancy coloring! And I really love this take human-dragon relationship in this story, I don't know how to put the word on it--it's refreshing but totally something that would happen. Old-bassir seem pretty chill!
thankye he is beautiful. a most excellent half grumpy half cheerful old man.
Reserve please! I'd love one!
Hi! I know I said I would wait until tomorrow to age up elmer but I can wait! can I please have an adult elmer?
Heres the little cutie! 
That's okay. Here's the adult Elmer
*wipes tears* HES GROWING UP SO FASTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Reserving
Hey Jade! I remember you from the previous thread! I still have Tar with me. If you wish upgraded the art or titan him up I can do that for you without a spot! :)
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-Age up available! If you request baby version and wish to change it into adult at some point you can let me know in this thread(and repost the form if you want some minor color changes or story update). The dragon will still be the same dragon and I will delete the previous version once I give you the new one.
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