Introducing the Cryaotic - Customize bases

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Finally back again. For this dragon I was actually reluctant at first if I should make them into this customizable base considering that they're originally a parody/joke fandragon blantly based of...well, Cryaotic. But then I figure why not? I grew to like this take of mine, enough to fully accept them into my fan dragon collection and maybe there're someone out there who do to. So here goes nothing

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Cryaotic

 

 

Class: Sharp

Stats icon attack Attack: 14

 Speed: 8

Stats icon armor  Armor: 5

Stats icon fire Firepower: 10

Stats icon shot Shot Limit: 5

Stats icon venom Venom: 0

Stats icon jaw Jaw Strength:8

Stats icon stealth Stealth: 5

 

This Weird Marshmallow-like dragons may look soft and huggable at first sight but they're actually as chaotic as their name suggested

Not only the dragons themselves are capable of causing a havoc, they can also used their roar, which processed almost similar ability to the alpha dragon’s, to called and anger other dragons in the area, causing an uproar and create an angry dragon mobs to fight for them, however this make the dragon trappers job easier by using the Cryaotics to lore other dragons into their traps

Personality: Reckless, hot temper and stubborn, would charge first then ask later but once you got on their good side, they can be chill and friendly to hang out with

Fire Type: Sound-based shockwave

Hidden Abilities: the lone tendril isn’t just to be the The cryaotics’ main feature. The tendril is stronger and thin enough for the dragons to use it like a fisher hook or cut something like chained scythe without them see it coming. That alone easily earn this soft looking dragon a spot in sharp class

 

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Cryaotic maybe a bother to deal with in the wild, easier to bond through tough love and equal stubborness and strength rather than your average kindness. That being said, Cryaotic would still made a strong yet friendly comapnion once you've win them over.Being special (-ly made) dragon.They will only be available for 5 spots for the special lucky vikings(despite not being a really rare dragon), you can choose between the baby and the adult:

 

Then tell me the color

Main color: (Currently Cream)

secondary color: (Currently Red)

Marking: (currently Reddish Purple)

*Cryaotic is mostly singular color(especially for the adult) therefore the color for the marking will be barely visible*

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 but you can't put it on other sites or post it elsewhere, blogspot is the exception (please ask first too)

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, if you want to be accurate to what you want I advice you use pictures or codes

11.Read the rules

 

You can learn more about the cryaotic in my fan dragon thread. How it was inspired and created differently from other fan dragon, as well as an additional animation I made for them! However, I might be moving from that thread soon and come back with the new and improve book of chameishida's fan dragon thread with update names, pictures, sorting, Stats, infos and more. Be sure to check it out once it's done. As for the next dragon, I made no promise if it's going to follow the usual "no 5 spot dragon back to back" or it might actually be a 15 spot dragon in times to celebrate Halloweens! We'll see.

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DNR

stick around, the spot might be yours if somebody else give it up

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1.Alicornbrodi,e(Finished)

2.Lissafish(Finished)

3.Queenbossotronio(Finished)

4.Paxy Romana(Finished)

5.Ladybrasa(Finished)

 

 

Post the form again 

Version(baby,adult):

Color (You can ask for default color and you will get this one you see below(is different from the example colors))

Main color:

Secondary color:

Marking:

Name:

Gender:

History:

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Sorry for the wait!

Looks like one spot is open! Mind saving it while I write up a fitting design and story?

 

Edit: Sorry for the wait! I don't know how to do anything halfway. The backstory got a little long, so I just put it in a Google Docs and I'll post the link here so you can read it. Let me know if it's not working and I'll fix it right away. 

 

Size: adult

Main color: #a8b5c2 (blue-grey)

secondary color: #28698c (dusty blue)

Marking: #95d69e (pale green)

Name: Gronckle (nickname: Gronk)

Gender: Male

History: Written here

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 and more not yet pictured here

Gronckle the Cryaotic, main dragon of Arvid and an original species (and art) by Chameishida.
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Gronckle

Heya's here's your Gronckle---pfft man it's good to say that, I seriously really like this idea about a man who know little about dragon called out the wrong name but just stick with it. I give your story a long good read and it was a blast! from the persoanlity the lore behind it and the idea of the characters and their motivations! I also like how they're bonded not through just feeding him fish, it's up for the person how they like to interpete their personality but to me I see Cryaotic as dragons that would go "You...you saved me, you're bold, I like you" which is why I really love the ending also!

Unfortunately, it seems colors with little to no different contrast...when faint make it........not visible.....so sorry if you couldn't see the marking at all( you may if you zoom in really close) ^^" Still hope you like it!

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thanks so much!

He looks great! I'm glad you liked the story. I knew the contrast might not be enough, but I kinda like the idea of him mostly just being grey. From the lore you wrote I got the feeling that it'd have to be a feat of strength or bravery to bond, but I also wanted to show that my character was completely oblivious to that. 

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It looks like Alfonse Elric.

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Name Rheileen
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Rhei has dark copper blonde hair, that in certian lights may appear to be brown, it hangs down slightly over her aqua eyes, the left of which has three scars running over it from an incident with a skrill when she was a child. Her body and face were scarred during multiple stages of her younger life, so she tends to cover up, and wears a long sleeved black dress/tunic, leggings, gloves/bracers, boots, and a red face scarf. Rhei also loves hoodies, and will most likely be seen wearing a black nightfury hood. Lastly, when she flys at high speeds, Rhei tends to wear a pair of goggles, which otherwise, may either danfgel around her neck, alongside her family medalion, or sit in the pouch she has on her belt.
She carries twin sabres as her weapon of choice.
 
Age: 16
 
 
Gender: Female
 
 
Personality: Rhei is a hardworker, and rather mature for her age, this doesn't stop her from loving to kick back and goof off however, and she loves hanging out with people like herself, or even new groups. She works best in a classroom, or team enviorment. Whule she loves free time, she can never truely relax, because her brain is always racing a mile a minute. Rhei loves reading, and enjoys seeking out the parallels between the real world, and that of books. Including finding her role in each story, and trying to pinpoint the major characters, she may or may not talk about this.
While Rhei is typically peacefull and doesn't like picking fights, she will 100% stand up in a fight, and finds it hard to back down, she has a rather quick temper, and as such, won't leave a fight till she has managed to make the other guy remember to not try that sort of thing again. She is also highly protective of her friends and dragons.
  
 
Skills: She is highly trained in most forms of sword-fighting, and knows some acrobatics and martial arts, she is a relatively good cook, and an up and coming healer. So while her healing skills aren't the best, she can manage in a pinch, and keep you alive until a real healer is around. Also, she is an up and coming master of speaking Dragonese.
 
 
Weaknesses: Rhei has a strong fear of falling, and therefor of heights. If however she is on her dragon, the fear will subside, and she can manage. She is a poor swimmer, and can get anxious if grabbed in a dragons claws, this is mostly due however to her time fighting and fearing dragons as a child.
 
 
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None taken but out of all the

None taken but out of all the possible comparison I can think of Al's the least expected XD like  This Alphonse? from FMA?

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Maybe one spot left - reserve

Maybe one spot left - reserve please? Since I still have a form pending on one of your other dragons, I understand if you do not want to allow a reserve on this one!

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Can I have one please?

Flying marshmellow bear? Please I'd like one! :D  He's my favorite so far

 

It looks like I'm too late though. Well, maybe next time?

 

If I was to get one:

Colors:

light brown (main)

Black (secondary)

White (marking) 

 

Name born with: S'more

Name given by Viking: Kitty

Age: Adult

Gender: Male

History.

 

 

 

Smore grew up in a big family, the last of a batch of nine eggs to hatch. Smore, Grahm, Coco, Marshall, StarryNight, BonFair, Twig, Singalong, and Ghost. Camphin and Marquee were their boisterously proud parents.

Most days were a riot, because these Cryaotic powerhouses were serious party animals. Smore and his eight siblings would sneak off in the night and wreak havoc with whatever dragons had the displeasure of being their neighbors. And in the morning, when their parents found out, all they seemed to wonder is why they weren't invited.

 

Finally it got to be too much.

 

An icy chill blew into their den. Winter? Already? It seemed that only yesterday was the first day of Summer!

 

Oh wait it was.

 

Marquee rose and slapped Camphin on the head with her tendril. He stood drowsily. 

 

Another icy blast fill the cave. This time with an accompanying roar. The Good Bewilderbeast did not mean to yell, but even his whisper sounded like a battle cry.

 

"You cannot stay here," He groaned. "Unless you learn to be good neighbors."

Camphin stared up at the great Bewilderbeast. He roared.

The alpha glared. "That doesn't work on me."

"It works on everyone else!" Camphin hopped around in ornery circles.

Out of the sea, the sky, the hills, and it seemed the rocks flew every manner of dragon, all wild eyed and furious.

Rolling his eyes, the Bewilderbeast cooed to the frenzied swarm flying about his face, and in a matter of moments the dragons calmed.

"That's it. You guys, out. And don't come back until you have gained some manners." 

The naughty Cryoatics packed up their favorite bones and took to the skies.

They flew for miles. day turned to night, and night to day. Just when Smore was sure his wings would fall off, they happend upon a beautiful island, filled with vikings and dragons and all at peace.

"This is perfect!" Marquee cooed in delight. "What havic we shall wrek here. We'll sleep the day away over on that other island, children, and when the moon rises-"

"We'll party!"

Down below Smore spotted a fishbone of a viking and a nightfury. "Check it out!" He hissed to Grahm. "That nightfury is playing with his food. Look he already ate it's foot!"

"Ha! And they think they're so much more dignified."

 

In the wee hours of the morning, Stoick yawned. Was Berk... actually... going to have an uneventful night? He wondered drearily.

A dragon roared in the distance.

SkullCrusher jumped up, wild-eyed.

 

Nope.

 

Chaos ensued. The pillars were lit and once again, warring, angry dragons flew over Berk. 

Smore sat back and enjoyed the fruits of his labor, watching a monstrous nightmare chase a chunky viking all around the market square. Up above, a flock of Terrrible Terrors flew off, carrying away an old lady with a staff.

The Nightfury he'd seen early ran up, snarling. "What have you done?" 

"Turned your sleepy town upside down!" He dabbed his wings, then snorted challengingly. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Anything I can! We like our vikings! We don't want to eat them!"

"You ate part of yours," Coco growled.

"I did not. He got burned up a little and I saved the rest of him"

"For later!" Marshall, Smore's oldest brother laughed. 

The nightfury spread his wings aggressively.

"I like my Fishbone, just the way he is."

"Haha! You hear that Smore? He even named it! This guy has a pet viking! That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard."

"Haha!" Smore laughed with his big brother, but inwardly he started to wonder what it would be like to have your own pet viking.

Fishbone spotted his Nightfury and ran screaming and yelling to his aid.

Marshall took a threatening step forward.

"Don't you dare."

"Watch me!"

Marshall leapt over the Nightfury. Swinging his tendril, he aimed for Fishbone.

The black dragon grabbed Marshall's foot. He tripped and let out a mighty roar, missing Fishbone by a fishbone.

The dragons around Smore paniced. They lit everything they saw on fire.

A smallish girl with long black braids, who seemed different from the rest of the vikings, stood in the center of market square. She shook her hands but couldn't seem to find the words for help. A frenzied Nadder ran by, throwing tail spines everywhere.

In the heat of the moment, Smore rushed to the smallish girl and veiled her with his wing.

"OW!" He yelled, the poison in the spines stinging.

The dragons got even crazier. They chewed on everything, including the Cryoatics.

"What did we tell you guys?" mom and dad Cryoatic grumbled up above. "Only two roars per raid or everyone will turn on you. Come one, we'll find another, less suspecting village to crash."

"Awwww," The young Cryoatics groaned. Reluctantly they joined their parents. All except Marshall.

"In a minute," He growled. "I have to kick this guy's tail!"

He and the Nightfury were in a standoff.

"Now Marshall!" Camphin ordered.

The other dragons began to swarm him. "FINE!" He yelled to his parents, then turned to the black dragon. "This isn't over."

"That's right!" The Nightfury yelled. "Find your own Island! This one is spoken for!"

 

 

A couple hours later the sun rose on exhausted, wiped out, and very calm dragons, lying around in a village of ash.

"Back to work then?" Gobber switched out his hook for a hammer.

Clean up was pretty quick, even without the dragons who were all sleeping like babies. 

 

Vikings dropped their brooms and ran to hide as a familar shadow crossed the earth. Most of them, anyway.

Smore landed in front of the smallish girl with long black braids. She was different from the other vikings, not as fast.

 

The nightfury, tired as he was, ran out to see what Smore wanted.

"I want to stay here." He said, bowing humbly. "Wreking havoc is fun, but I like what you guys do better."

The smallish girl viking was being called to by her worried parents.

"Nice Kitty," She laughed, kissing Smore's knee and running towards her parents.

"Nice Kitty?" Smore looked to the Nightfury.

"It is a joke she made up." He said, walking up to Smore.

"Hm. It is funny! She makes good jokes."

"She does. Her name is Rebekah, she is a nice viking, but not an easy one to train," He warned.

"That's ok." Smore followed her to her house. "I like her, just the way she is."

 

 

 

The End

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"Uh, dad?"

"Yes, Hiccup?"

"Where's Gothi?"

~Sigh~

 

 

 

In Honor of my Sweet Sweet little sister with Downs Syndrome

 

 

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Here you go :) Your very  own Cryaotic

I have fun reading your story! I like your potrayal of Cryaotic as some sort of bully/jocks considering the havoc ability was inspired by some guy yelling FOOD FIGHT in the cafeteria.

I also like that narrating the story through dragon's POV also give a little of how berkian dragon view vikings. Overall, I really like this! Hope you like how the dragon has turn out as well!

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Thank you, S'more looks great!

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Oh, he is cute) And he is

Oh, he is cute)

And he is remain Khezu from "Monster Hunter" series for me xd

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Blo.od Red

 

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Echo

 

Gender:

Male

 

History:
Echo stretched and looked around. Still his cave. The sun shone bright through the entrance and he yawned. It was quite early, but there was no point in going back to sleep so he flew off towards the beach. Other dragons in the clan had already arrived and were diving in and out of the water, scooping up mouthfuls of fish the seashockers had rounded up. Echo hopped onto some nearby rocks which sat in the water, and thrusted his hook at the fish. He pulled out a fish and ate it quickly before the Terrible Terrors could swipe it. he continued to fish for a few more. Just then, the Alpha flew down. Ferno. "Morning everyone. Thunderstar." he said, and one of the seashockers popped its two heads up. "All the dragons have fed sir." said Star. "Good. Training begins soon, they need to be ready for anything." Ferno thought back to when his children were just cubs. How the hunters appeared, the loss of his mate, he didn't want it to happen ever again to anyone in his clan. "Alright everyone, time to start battle practice." The dragons took off to the valley, where they train. Echo snorted, getting Ferno's attention. "Is there a problem Echo?" he asked. "They shouldn't need to do this. With my roar, they are strong enough to take down an army." the Cryaotic grumbled. "But with that same roar, you control them against their will. Bad things can happen when one has that much power. The dragons need to know their strengths and limits. So do you." was Ferno's reply, and he flew ahead to tell the gronckles about their excercise.

A target exploded as Askar swooped by. So far she had gotten direct hits on all the targets. She headed for the end of the course, and another target was just around the corner. She didn't expect this one and fired, missing the target. She flew on and away from the end. She landed with the others, and Storm flew on to practice. "Good enough for now Askar, but eventually you'll get a perfect round." Chimo told her. "Alright brother!" Askar chirped. She walked away while Chimo helped the other furies. Echo flicked his tendril at high speeds, leaving marks in various objects and the ground. He looked over to Ferno as he tried out new moves. Suddently there was an angered roar and everyone turned to Askar. Scorch, a typhoomerang, had a deep scratch across the side of his face, and the young night fury was growling at him. She turned and flew away quickly. "Askar wait!" Chimo called and dashed after her. Ferno was about to take flight too, but then, Echo stepped in. "All the dragons know not to attack eachother like that. You should keep them in their place." he growled. "Echo, that's not how I take care of these things. Force is never the way." the night fury said calmly. "One of the reasons I don't think you're good enough to be our leader. The alpha needs complete control of his dragons!" The surrounding dragons fell silence as they saw what was coming. Ferno's eyes narrowed. "Ferno, I challenge you for the Alpha position!" Echo's hook swished back and forth as Ferno growled. "Now?" He glanced in the direction the two night furies had flown. A dark cloud was approaching. he hoped Chimo could bring Askar back. "I accept your challenge. But when one wins, the other has to leave our island. You know that?" Ferno and Echo flew away and landed in opposite sides of the challenge ground. The other clan dragons gathered, most knowing what would happen if the cryaotic won. The challenge ground was like a maze of twists and turns with narrow corners and tall rocky walls. This gave each dragon the chance to surprise the other, while the other dragons can't see whats going on, they have to wait for a victory roar from one dragon. Storm shot a plasma blast into the air which exploded, letting Ferno and Echo know the challenge has started.

Ferno turned a corner and Echo's hook thrusted at him. He yelped and jumped back, followed with a plasma blast. Echo blocked it with his wing and lept forward, jaws snapping shut empty as Ferno dodged. The two clawed and snapped at eachother, blasting eachother with their firepower. Eventually, Ferno fell to the ground and was motionless. Echo stood over him, but the night fury turned quickly and shot a blast at his face. The force of the blast caused Echo to get knocked away and in a second, Ferno was on top of him, spines flashing red. The two were breathing heavily, Ferno roared loudly. He had won, Echo could fight no longer. The surrounding dragons started a chorus or roars and squawks.

Weeks later, Echo flys over an island. He made his home there. Any vikings who make the mistake of landing on the shores are never seen again. Echo just has to set the island's dragons on a frenzy. He plans to take Ferno's clan by force, but it is not the time. Not yet...

 

I, am proud of myself. Just saying...

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Here's your Echo! Sorry for the wait. The hook tip looks like a normal red color on white but when compared to the one on the example it's actually darken like blood red! I hope you see the faint red marking too! Like I said, mostly singular colored dragon the cryaotics are.

I really like how you interprete it, this is exactly how I pictured the Cryaotic general's personality, the "I will just uses my roar to solve all the problem' mindset. One thing that surprised me though is that, despite saying it myself that the Cryaotics can used their hook like a fishing rod...I actually have never them using it for actual fishing XD (I only imgined it hook vikings or smaller dragons up) so Kudos to you for that! that seemed very practical! 

 

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He looks great thanks! :D

 

I was trying to figure out how he could get fish out of the water. Since the Cryaotic's neck seems invisible(??), i wasn't sure how to do it without making a huge splash.

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Name: Delirious

Gender: Male

Version: Baby

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#dbfef8

Secondary Color:

#cd97ff

Marking:

#19FF9B

History:

 

Fire - Fire everywhere. Dragons flying in the sky and running on land, breathing fire and screeching at each other. The ground, scorched and smoke rising from various spots of land surrounding the battlefield. Nadders, Nightmares, Gronckles, even other more uncommon species were fighting in groups against each other. And in the middle of it all,  two baby dragons screeching at each other, completely unknowing of the chaos surrounding them.

How did this happen?

Well, we'll have to go and take a small peek at the past to know.

 

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The first rays of sunshine reached over the horizont. Light began to spread over the greenery of spring, glazing over white flowers and over the light green tree tops. Small butterflies started fluttering their wings and soon they were up in the air, along with other creatures like birds and a few dragons. Morning had finally comen, and it was a beautiful morning at that.

In the wide yet not very deep cave the small strays of light started creeping in, filling out the shadows. And as time passed, the cave became lighter and lighter. In fact, it was so light that something began to shift in the furthest corner of it.

"Haaaaaawnnnn". The white ball let out a yawn, and turned in it's comfy nest, revealing it's big round face. It was a Cryaotic, a small child one at that. "Nooouuuu... Why you hav to be so light you ball in the sky? why yu have to wake me up so earli?" the dragonet complained to no one in particular. As he was met with only silence to his questions, he groaned and planted his face in the comfort of his bed. "Lemme sleep moar" he mumbeled into the mass of twigs and other more softer materials, and went back into a comfortable position, closing his eyes. He did not like waking up early in the morning. In fact, he could probably make a whole presentation as to why mornings were the worst part of the day, and why it would be much better if it was possible to sleep forever. Slightly grinning at the thought of ever lasting sleep, he shifted in to another position when he could not grasp sleep.

After many minutes of trying to get into the perfect position and falling asleep, it felt like sleep was a terrified sheep running away from him. finally groaning in defeat, he scuffeled out of his bed, only to end up faceplanting himself on the cold cave floor. Curse morning fatigue. Pulling himself up, he lazily walked towards the bright light coming from outside of his cave, despite internally screaming to stay inside, away from the horror of- He shivered. Morning Chores.

 

To be Continued

WIP

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Here is me form! I apologize for the long wait.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1jmwVZYFElolQJWj9OqGJ6Nx2lUH1UHH3_Z_iXgcORFI/edit?usp=drivesdk

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Judging from the story it

Judging from the story it seems that you want an adult version for sure but since you haven't put that on the form or everywhere I don't want to just assume so let me ask you what version you want Bandit to be, Hatchling or adult?

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Adult please.

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Here you go :)

And yay! character developement. I like when high ego character learn their lesson but in a good not bad ending way. A science behind Cryaotic mob roar is actually pretty similar to a guy in high school suddenly shouting FIGHT and everyone just, follow.

Since you're a fan of Jack I was half hoping you know Cry

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Silly question - I'm not

Silly question - I'm not clear if the Cryaotic can breathe fire? Or is their special alpha type roar like a thunderdrum's?

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Cryaotic can't breath fire,

Cryaotic can't breath fire, their "fire type" is similarly to thunderdrum and can be both use as the regular pushing back offense or the angry dragon mob manipulation/summon.

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Main color: Light Cream

secondary color: Brown

Marking: Dark Yellow or Orange (the goal is to look like buttered popcorn!)

 

Name: Popcorn

Gender: Female

History:

Shuckr Grimgrange stood up straight and a little back, stretching his spine, then leaned on his scythe, watching his group of Terrible Terrors flit amongst the browning stalks of corn ahead of him. The two orange ones - Squash and Carrot - blended in with the dry crop, while Berry a blue Terror and Cabbage, a green one, stood out against the Autumn backdrop. Despite still being a young lad of 11 or so, Shuckr had wirey muscles along his arms and back from farm labor. He hadn't quite grown into his ears just yet though, which stuck out from his auburn hair. They were already nicked and uneven as they were a frequent target of dragon nips.

 

The group of four Terrors slowly flew and hovered amongst the dry stalks, yanking hardened ears of corn from them, then depositing the ears into a cart nearby. Shuckr's father had trained the four siblings after taking lessons at the Academy, and Shuckr had learned, too, though he was just a bit too young yet to have Dragon Rider lessons. He tossed out a dried fish head now and again to the Terrors to snack on and keep them interested in their task. Shuckr followed behind them and cut down the de-earred corn stalks and propped them up into stooks.

 

Not only did the helpful Terrible Terrors free up Shuckr's family from some labor to focus elsewhere, but Shuckr's father was hoping to make a larger profit that usual with this particular field of corn in a broader market that just Berk. That "Archipelago Gold" variety commanded such a high price due to its unique harvesting and quality that he had hoped to drum up demand for his own special variety. However, there were no Northern Howler Monkeys on Berk to harvest the corn, but they did have dragons! No human need touch the corn kernels itself, same as the Archipelago Gold. Hence a new Berk variety was born: "Barbarian's Best". Chickens around the Archipelago would be squaking for it, at least that was the hope.

 

Shuckr paused, wiped his brow and glanced obliquely at the sun. It looked to be mid-afternoon.  Perhaps it was time for a break. The Terrors needed lots of breaks to split up the monotony, and well, so did an 11 year old boy. Shuckr was not as hyperactive as some of the other children his age, going on adventures and getting into trouble, playing jokes and wasting time. Rather he was a bit more thoughtful and took his familial duties seriously. He would never be a brash warrior, and that fact did not bother him. However, as all Hooligans, he would defend his own, when needed.

 

Shuckr lay the scythe on his shoulder and started walking to a ruck sack of supplies without a word. Instantly the Terrors twittered and one landed on his shoulder and nibbled on his ear excitedly.  The others flapped over to the bag and waited. Shuckr pulled out a clay jar with a sealed lid, a smaller bag, a cloth and a small jar of herbal-scented ointment. He picked up the larger jar first and unsealed it while keeping his face turned away. A rather sour, fishy, and dirt-like smell wafted out into the air. It smelled rather vile, he thought, but the Terrors inhaled deeply. Inside were pickled fish heads, not the dried ones he had as snacks for the dragons earlier. Evidently dragons like fermented things like lutefisk and gravlax and all those preserved dishes Vikings made from necessity. Shuckr laid out two fish head pickles for each Terror, along with a generous sprig of Dragon Nip from the bag. His four terrors lined up and ate rather civilly. They had been together for so long, there was rarely any squabbling and each got the same as the next. As they were eating, Shuckr wiped some of the ointment on his own face first, and reached out and applied some to the closest Terror. It was some sort of balm for the skin and hide to protect from the sun and keep dragon hides supple. He wiped the ointment into the dragons hide gently with the cloth, paying attention to those hard-to-reach spots. He repeated the process with each one. Once the Terrors were tended to, he put away their items and pulled out some bread and smoked yak for himself.

 

The Terrors flitted off and perched on the corn cart and preened. Shuckr sat back and chewed on some yak jerky for himself. The field was only half done, but he had anticipated this.

 

The birds and smaller dragons around the isle chittered away. Occasionally the roar of a larger dragon could be heard closer to the village, and high in the air. Once there was a time a dragon roar would get a Viking's heart racing, but now - on Berk - it was relegated to background noise.  One particular roar seemed a little close, but Shuckr hardly noticed the high-pitched keening. His Terrors, though, stopped their picking and lifted their heads to listen. One by one they launched into the air and began circling above the  corn field.

 

Shuckr shugged to himself. "Eager to get the day over with? Is that it?" he murmured to no one in particular. He frowned slightly; the dragon's screech was a bit too high-pitched for his ears in the relatively quiet afternoon. The Terrors started growling and their pupils shrank to pinpoints. Suddenly Squash lunged at his  orange sibling and nipped her hip. Carrot squalled and shot fire back. Far too quickly, the four Terrors were swooping about erratically, flaming at eat other angrily.

 

"What in Thor's ..." the exclamation died on Shuckr's lips as he grabbed up the jar of treasured fish heads. This was quite unusual for his Terrors, but ultimately they were naturally mischevious Terrible Terrors after all. Perhaps the screeching was hurting their sensitive hearing? Shuckr started waving around the fish heads. None of them even glanced at him and seemed almost unnaturally focused on causing havok amongst themselves. He dropped the fish heads and frantically waved his arms instead. "Stop! Stop!" The field of precious corn had started to catch fire. The dry stalks flamed up quickly, and spread outwards from the bickering little dragons.

 

Shuckr stood, stunned, for just a moment. He had nothing to put out a fire and the Terrors were not capable of taking a message for help. A destroyed crop could make or break a family's survival, especially through the harsh Winters on Berk. He grabbed up his bag and started beating on the flames and stomping on the hot corn. The soles of his leather boots quickly got hot, but he stomped on. Above his head, the sun shined. Something glinted in the light. [Viking Name] glanced up reflexively and what he saw stopped his stomping. The Terrors were there, but above them was a large stout dragon, hovering. Her shape was vaguely similar to a Gronckle, but without the warts. Her smooth skin was a pale, soft cream, with some darker yellow spotting. Shuckr also noticed that she was the source of the roaring. She let out one last roar and then hovered, waiting for something. The Terrors slowly came out of their violent reverie and hovered, appearing a bit stunned, before settling on the untouched cart of corn ears.

 

The flames in the unharvested corn flared up, and then there was the sound of a tiny explosion. Shuckr jerked his gaze away from the strange dragon and into the flaming corn. Another tiny explosion sounded. Then another, and another. Quickly the small sounds multiplied and became one large "pop". Shuckr dashed from the field. This was more scarey than any dragon. Little bits of ... something also began flying through the air with increasing fevor. One piece smacked Shuckr in the cheek and his hand flew to his cheek expecting blood. But the little object wasn't a stone or some sort of dangerous shrapnel, it was a little fluffy lumpy piece of something. Looks kind of like that dragon ... Shuckr thought suddenly. He picked up the object. "Wait, I know this ..." he muttered to himself and tossed the tidbit into his mouth. "Clouds of Corn". That's what the Thorston Twins had called it, when they returned to Berk and told one of their many stories.

 

About a quarter of the field became filled with clouds of corn, popping thoroughly from the dragon fire. Mounds and mounds of the stuff accumulated in a roughly circular area. The odd hovering dragon chortled happily, then settled down in the middle of the corn clouds. She huffed a puff of air at the burning edges and scooped up some of the still burning stalks in her enormous maw. Then she started munching contentedly on the corn clouds themselves, like a yak grazing on grass. She seemed completely oblivious to Shuckr and the Terrors. Shuckr had heard Monstrous Nightmares favored corn. Evidently other dragons did, too.

 

The fire, thankfully, was out, but what was Shuckr to do with his damaged field and the dragon who damaged it? Though it might have been more prudent to retreat, the thought did not even occur to him. A little bit of Viking fearlessness and a dash of youthful naitivity kept him rooted in place. He did wave away his group of Terrors. He wasn't sure why, but they had made things worse.

 

"Go back to dad,'' he whispered to Cabbage. Not that he felt the need for his father to save him, but, unfortunately, he needed to be informed there was a problem with the crop. The Terrible Terror flew off, shaking their heads a little as if they felt a titch strange.

 

Shuckr glanced black at the pale bulbous dragon. The hand "thing". Hiccup Haddock was rumored to tame dragons with a flick of his hand. Any Berkian knew that it wasn't quite that simple, though. Rather approach a dragon with quiet confidence, yet deference, and offer a hand to smell and establish contact. Shuckr averted his eyes to the ground and walked forward slowly toward the dragon. The corn thief cracked open an eye at the sound of the human's feet crunching on the stubble of corn stalks. The boy advanced and the dragon lifted his head and belched out a big puff of air at him, in annoyance. The puff of air pressed against Skuckr forcefully and threw him back into the dirt at the edge of the field. He thumped into the dirt on his back. He gathered his wits about him and rolled upright, then advanced again, this time crouched over. At least if the dragon blew her vegetable breath at him again, he would flatten himself on the ground. He crept forward. The dragon snorted in annoyance at her disturbed after-snack nap and blew at the boy again. Shuckr got down on the ground and the air wave blew over his back and yanking at his tunic, but didn't lift him away. He got back up into a shambling crouch and moved forward. The dragon blinked in surprise. She opened her mouth again but this time roared at him, like the roars she sounded at the Terrible Terrors. Other than being very loud, Shuckr continued to creep forward. Why had the Terrors disliked the sound so? They were accustomed to dragon roars, being dragons themselves. He was also accustomed to occasionally being roared at by a dragon, just as most of the village was. This roar didn't sound much different.

 

The dragon growled, and roared at him again, but he slowly kept moving forward. She whined very quietly and tensed up, moving from a relaxed napping position to a crouched, ready-to-flee stance. This little two-legged creature was not fazed by her roars, and evaded her air blasts. Yet he did not stare at her aggressively in the eye, nor brandished anything sharp like teeth or claws or little censored of metal. What did he want? She just wanted to munch on these delicious popped seeds and take a nap in the sun.

 

The dragon flicked the long tendril sprouting from her nose over her head and dangled its brown sickle-like end in front of the boy's vision. Curved and sharp, it could lacerate the human deeply. Shuckr stared at it. It looked so much like a sickle ... in a fit of Viking bravado, he grabbed the dragon's tendril at the base of the blade and expertly sliced down a few half-burnt corn stalks still standing nearby. The dragon's jaw dropped in shock, with an expression nearly like a suprised round-faced man. Shuckr took the opportunity to neatly pluck the half-popped corn cobs from the stalks and toss them gently into the gaping maw.

 

He released the dragon's tendril suddenly, hands starting to shake, realizing the foolishness of that move. He stood his ground though, as he was still alive and more or less uninjured. The dragon snapped her jaw shut after a moment, pushed around the cobs in her mouth with her tongue to assure herself of what they were and swallowed them. Delicious popped corn. She drew back her bladed tentril and relaxed somewhat, staring at the boy. Shukr took a deep breath, averted his eyes to the ground and reached out tentatively toward the dragons snout and made contact. Her nostrils blew hot breath, which increased in pace, drawing in his scent. The scales were coarser and rumply around the nares. The dragon cracked her jaw open and slid out her rough dry tongue, and started sliding it around Shukr's arm, just like a curious yak would, tasting and feeling.

 

Shukr suddenly became weak-kneed and sat down abruptly in front of the dragon, suddenly exhausted from the adrenaline of a moment ago leaving his system. The dragon paused, then grew bold as the boy submissively sat before her. She stepped forward and snuffled and prodded, leaning over him. Shukr reached up and patted her on the skin folds of her squatty neck just behind her jaw. Evidently the folds were an itchy spot as she stopped sniffing him and thumbed a rear leg. Shukr stopped and the dragon stopped thumping her leg. She then somewhat forceably pushed him up against her body with a thick wing and nearly sat on him to cuddle him close. She decided Shukr was not a threat and might keep him, since he handed her food and scratched her itches. Having made a decision the dragon settle down to nap again. Shukr himself was tired, not from the farmwork, but from his bold actions and suddenly realize they might have been brave but not very smart. At any time, the wild dragon could have decimated him. But as the dragon's warm rising and falling chest rocked him, his eyes grew droopy, too.

 

Shukr's father galloped up to the field on his snorting orange Thunderpede to see what the Terrible Terrors were chittering about, having returned without Shukr. His special corn was partially loaded in a cart, and a portion of the field was smoldering and burnt. In the center was a dragon looking very much like a giant kernel cloud of corn, with his son's thatch of brown-red hair sticking up from under a wing.

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Sorry for taking my sweet time! Between reading this and preparing for the next batch it kinda take quite a bit

Here you go, turn out the color that work best is dark orange! it's still a little faith though, hope the outcome worth the wait! You story is always such a treat with the length, world building and in-story lore so for me it worth all the wait!

Causing uproar is certainly a way to make yourself popcorns(or Corn cloud)!! The story is cute and I fall in love with Popcorn personality immediately! I love it!

 

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Thank you so much!   Finally

Thank you so much!

 

Finally got her page up on the HTTYD Fanon Wiki:

 

http://httydfanon.wikia.com/wiki/Shuckr_Grimgrange