Different ~ Unlimited spot HTTYD RP
So, I have been gone from the forums for a long time and just recently returned. And as I have mentioned, one of the things I have missed the most about is the roleplaying. That, and well, hanging out and talking with all the friendly people around here. And the art. And the stories. I like it all, really!
Anyway, I FINALLY got an idea, so I'm just going to kinda throw it out there and see what happens. Maybe no one will join. Maybe it will a diaster. But, meh, it's worth a try.
More information coming up soon, and I would like it if no one posted anything yet. So... Yeah....
*Awkward pause*
Tracking
((Oooops, I'm so sorry, I thought I was replying to your original post))
No problem, just don't reply to this one!
~PLOT~
Years later after the events of HTTYD 3, there are no dragons left on Berk (This isn't confired btw) and the vikings have found themselves defenseless after a raging fire destroys everything. However, five dragon trainers believe they can help. They set off, only to come back... as dragon/human hybrids. Now they're trying to hide their hybrid dragons forms, but can how long can them hide them? Why were they turned into hybrids, and why can't they remember what they found there? Will Berk ever be the same?...
(I know it's a really lame plot)
~RULES AND STUFF~
So basically they're httyd dragon hybrids, and they can go full dragon or hybrid. However, they cannot go full human.
1. Put 'I like tongue twisters' as your subject if you read this
2. No Red Deaths, Green Deaths, Purple Deaths, NF, LF, Bewilderbeast, Everwing, all that jazz. Also, no titan dragon forms.
3. Romance and violance allowed, but not too much people please
4. No powerplaying
5. I'd like this to be an active RP so try to speed things along
6. You can join whenever you want!
~FORM~
Use this form:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Hybrid half:
Personality:
Appearance (dragon form included):
MY FORM
Name: Hestia
Gender: Female
Age: 17 years old
Hybrid half: Fireworm queen
Personality: Unlike the quiet greek godess she was named for, Hestia is a very stubborn and outspoken person with a adventurous spirit. Couragous, brave, and sometimes reckless, she can be too quick to react, and doesn't always apologize, due to stubborness issues. She has a spunky aura about her, and has the idea that women are just as good as men, if not better. Despite her loud and humorous personality, she can be deadly serious at times, unlike her fool sister, Shara. Hestia prefers to be alone, but every once in a while she warms up to another person, but what she calls her "curse" always ruins something. The last time she was friends with a little girl, Hestia had the great idea to push her down a hill with no sled. She broke her leg, and the girl hated her afterwards. So, Hestia is mainly a loner, unknown to what real friends are.
Appearance (dragon form included):
(Casual)
Abilites: She can make the air around her heat up (Short radius, and it's very tiring), plus can breath both kinds of Fireworm queen fire. Her tail is prehensile and she is faster and more agile then before.
~SPOTS~
1. Me - Hestia
2. Piggyxl - Mycheal
3. Snow-wish - Maddison
4. RedHoodJason - Kelli
5. RheiTheBrave - Miksia (I spent like literally 5 minutes trying to spell that right)
6. Nightflowers - Saved
7. QueenBossotronio - Saga
8. KeuRay - Veira
Post your forms!
FORM~
Use this form:
Name: Mychael
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Hybrid half: Silver Phantom
Personality: Michael is always thinking logically and doesn’t understand jokes. He is smart enough to understand them but always takes things literally. For example “Mercy then replied “Hey look Michael’s back!” Not understanding Michael asked “What! What’s on my back?”. Michael prefers to be alone and hates being the center of attention. He is always serious and doesn’t understand why Vikings socialize. Michael isn’t quick to trust people but once you gain his trust he will risk his life to save them. He is very intelligent and thinks outside the box. Not many people want to be his friend because he is so odd. Even though he likes to be alone that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel sad about it. In fact often he is often depressed that he doesn’t have any friends. Michael is brave though his main weakness is that he has low self esteem. All Michael really needs is a friend he can trust. Michael loves to learn new things and to explore new places. He is more interested in dragons than spending time with Vikings. Michael hates to make speeches and presentations. He loves to teach others and dreams of teaching young Vikings the history of Berk. He is a know it all and often is bullied because of that. Michael keeps a journal of all the dragons he knows about and their stats and it is his most prized possession.
Appearance:
(the part of his face hidden by his hair is covered with light blue scale like his ear)
When in 100% dragon form he is mainly a light grey color with light blue tail fins and underwings and his eyes become bright blue. His head is slightly light blue and he is larger than most Silver Phantoms.
0-0 that was fast
wow
trackin'//save spot...? Will have a form up tonight
Track-a-lackin'!
Name : Kelli (pronounced like Kelly)
Gender : Male
Age : 21
Hybrid half : Woolly Howl
Personality : Kelli is one of those types that isn't quite sure what to do with himself, if you know what I mean, even though he is a natural-born leader. He can be brave or even fearless at times, but not necessarily all the time. He doesn't get a lot of social stuff and he's very difficult to embarrass, even around girls. He is very trusting with most people but can usually tell when a person is good or bad. Kelli also dislikes overly social or public events, especially when they involve him being the center of attention. He also tends to smile a lot when the situation isn't serious.
Appearance (dragon form included) : In his fully dragon form, Kelli is unusually large for a Woolly Howl. His fur color is deep red color while the rest of him is black. In both half-human and full-dragon form his eyes are a golden color.
In his half-human form, Kelli is about 6'5", with dark red hair (and not your typical orangey-red, but deep blood red), a solid, muscular build, and skin a few shades darker than most other vikings'. He typically wears a black tunic with deep red borders, black pants, and short, furry black boots.
Nice! At this rate, hopefully we can start roleplaying tomorrow?
Hopefully! I am sketching my character right now for the character sheet. Can't wait for it to start :O
Same! :D So excited!
Workingbwith a new Oc here, so please bare with me
Name: Miksia
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hybrid half: Triple Stryke
Personality: Mostly a bit of an odd ball, she likes people, and wants people to like her, but most folks find her weird, or overfriendly. She is good at understanding others, if you don't make her mad first, as she has a rather quick and volitile temper. On an average basis though she is playful, hardworking, and generally a loyal friend.
Appearance (dragon form included):
Black curly hair, dark brown eyes (when in her dragon form they go red, and when she gets angry they get red glints in them, she is smaller, but fit. Her apparel is a blue overdress with grey underdress, (might find some pictures later), she wears tall black boots and gloves, to hide the fact that her hand have an almost clawlike appearance after her transformation. she also wears a hood and cloak, becausebshe now has small nubs on her head resemblant of triple stryke ears (or an anime niko).
As a dragon she is your average TS, with mostly black body, and goldish yellow markings. Although she is a tiny bit smaller, but with larger wings.
Name:
Maddison Auber
Gender:
Female
Age:
16-17
Hybrid half:
Scuttleclaw
Personality:
Very shy and delicate, Maddison does not like to get her hands dirty. As a dragon and her hybrid form, she is picky with everything. However, around friends, Maddison is quite outgoing and daring. Maddison is also sensitive and more logical than booksmart. Maddison prefers her hybrid form, because she doesn't like the thought that she is somewhat of an expieriment and how 'unnatural' it seems.
Appearance (dragon form included):
(the second pic is not mine! It's from the dragon wiki. The first one is mine, though.)
save spot posting form tomorrow
~FORM~
Name:lila
Gender:female
Age:14
Hybrid half:triple stryke
Personality:she has a ruffnut and tuffnut type of personality except she is shy sometimes
Appearance (dragon form included):on her human side she has long blonde hair, her eyes are black, her skin is really pale and she wears a pink skirt with a black t-shirt
on her dragon side, her stripes are yellow, her under belly is red and the rest of her body is black and her eyes are green when she is on her dragon side, she may look like a normal triple strike but her powers are different she can lightning compared to a normal triple stryke
Dragon:
~FORM~
Name: Saga
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Hybrid half: Dramillion
Personality: This girl is that Astrid type viking with a hint of Berserker blood flowing through her veins. Saga is courageous, daring, and not afraid to take risks on a daily basis. She will not back down from any fight, but knows her limits. She is extremely protective of those close to her, putting their safety before her's. She can be rambunctious, reckless, and is most certainly spunky. When angered or annoyed, she struggles to keep her cool, and would much rather decapitate those who cross the line. Saga is sarcastic and enjoys joking around at times. She is kind and quick to warm up to you, but don't test her limits. If you manage to become her friend, she will protect you with her life.
Appearance (dragon form included):
Human:
Dragon:
(The red dramillion)
Hybrid:
Basically her human appearance, but with one horn on the back of her head, two red wings, a tail, and a few blue scales behind her eyes. Instead of the normal brown eyes she usually has, they become a dark yellow, almost golden.
Name: Veira
Gender: female
(she will not be involved in any romance - writing mushy stuff makes me cringe)
Age: 21
Hybrid half: Deadly Nadder
Personality:
She is confident, outgoing and loves being the centre of attention. Before the disaster, she used to be a hunter for rare goods, meaning she would join traders to seek out rare items the village might need, such as medicinal plants, metals, shed dragon scales, etc. She is an outdoorsy, free-spiritd kind of person and dilikes doing repetitive work or any kind of responsibility. She usually sees humour in everything and doesn't take things too seriously. She is good at everying she tries, but not really the best at anything - much like her dragon is pretty amazing in many ways but not really the fastest/strongest/or particularly rare. This secretly bothers her sometimes , but she would never change it if she had the chance, because her talents/dragon suit her personality. Her strongest skills are crafting, navigating and archery.
Appearance (dragon form included):
Veira has brow hair with an orange-gold shine when in direct sunlight, dark brown eyes and tanned skin. As a hybrid, she has nadder spines on her head and a spiky tail. She pretends that the spikes are an elaborate head-dress and wears her tail wrapped around her waist as if it were a belt. In her dragon form she is a pine-green Nadder with golden-yellow details.
Okay, so the time has come to finally start! We will begin where they wake up and realize they're hybrids (They can wake up in seperate spots or can see each other's hybrid forms, it's up to you). I'll start.
~Hestia~
Hestia awoke to warm sunlight and the melody of a salty breeze, pleasent and satisfying. What wasn't pleasent and satisyfing, was the sand plastered all over her face, grains settling in her mouth, and the tiny crab scuttling in her hair. "Yah!" She cried, scampering up to her feet. "H-hello?.." Hestia started to shout for help, but her voice died as what had thought was a piece of seaweed was reconized as a tail. "Ah! Oh, curses, curses, curses! What in the name of Thor??!" She clammored, trying to get rid of the tail. "Oh, the gods hate me!" Hestia sighed, sitting down on a warm rock. It didn't get any better from there. "WINGS?!" She shrieked, falling over backwards. "What am I, some sort of dragon?" Hestia said to the empty air, when a sudden thought struck her. "Wait... I-I wasn't alone, I was going..." Her mind went blank, seeming to be full of holes, where important things should have been, but were nothing. Confused, sandy, and tired, she started to straggle around the beach, pondering on what could have happened to her.
Veira was woken up by a voice and rubbed the sand from her face, groaning. She instantly recorgnised the feeling of being stranded on a beach. She lay for a bit waiting for the memory of the events that brought her to this point to come back. Surprisingly, it didn't. She opened her eyes and squinted at the sun. Had she been in another shipwreck? She couldn't remember! She had an odd feeling that this had something to do with dragons.
Veira looked over in the direction of the voice that woke her and saw Hestia ... with a tail. And were those wings? She slumped back down onto the sand.
"Hitting your head and thinking of dragons is not a good combination" she mumbled.
~Hestia~
Hestia paced on the beach, trying to figure out what could've happened. Dragons don't come here anymore, so why do I have Fireworm wings and a tail? Where are the other people I... I... went to that place with? Could I fly with my wings? What will everyone else say? Are all my friends like this? Why can't I remember?! The last question was so frustrating, so, so, so frustrating. She'd never experinced anything before where she couldn't remember what she'd done. Normally, she had a great memory. Not today you don't, A voice in Hestia's head whispered. Hestia suddenly tripped and fell onto the sand, which blew her over the top. "Ughh! Why! Can't! I! Remember!?!" She growled, kicking a rock, and grabbing her knife. She plunged the knife into the sand repeatedly, pretending it was the person who'd done this to her. Hestia froze. How did I remember that? She tried to grasp the thought again, thinking hard, but again, only her thoughts appeared, no memories. "I'm not going to last out here alone," She said to herself, trying to ignore the bigger problem that loomed over her. "I need to hide... these things," Hestia tried folding the wings into her jacket, so that it was hopefully hidden, and then pulled a sheet of old fabric -Burnt and torn, but hopefully it would work- from the water and tied around her waist, hiding her tail. She sighed in relief, then started scouting out her terrain. Hestia didn't see much, just a black figure thing on the ground -Which, Hestia couldn't decide whether to look at or not- and the sandy white beaches ahead of her.
When Kelli came awake, it was to the sound of seagulls high overhead and the crashing of waves nearby. He opened his eyes, shutting them again quickly when the sunlight tried to burn his vision. Raising a hand in front of his face to block the sun, he sat up slowly and looked around. He found himself seated on a beach between a large rock and the tideline, the sun still shining down relentlessly on him. He sighed and got up slowly, reaching out his arms and arching his back a little as he stretched carefully. As he stretched, something brushed against his arm. He paused and turned his head. Two wings, not like bird wings but like a dragon's wings, appeared to have sprung from his back. His eyes widened with surprise and alarm as he ran his right hand along the edge of one of the wings, feeling a weird sensation go through him as he did so. "Oh, please tell me these aren't actually part of me." He said as he examined the other wing. It was a very broad wing, he noticed, and very black. After a moment's consideration he took hold of both wings and tried extending them forcefully. A sharp pain ran up his spine, surprising him so much that he stumbled back in discomfort and astonishment, tripping on something as he did so and almost falling over. Two thoughts came to Kelli's mind at the same time. The first was that the wings really were a part of him and that, whatever else it might mean, it meant that he could probably fly. The second thought was that the thing that he had tripped on was probably some sort of tail. "After all, it would make sense." He said to himself as he glanced down. Sure enough, he had a tail. "What is going on?!" He wondered aloud as he ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down a little. The wings and tail had come as a bit of a shock, one that he was nowhere near ready for.
Veira lay there, motionless, listening to Hestia talking to herself in agitation. She did not pay much attention until she heard her talking about hiding something. This caught her interest. She debated whther she should make it known that she was awake or try to spy discreetly. Finally deciding that she would have to move to look into the other girl's direction anyway, she sat up. The motion made her dizzy.
"What are you hiding?" she asked with a half smile... no wings or tail were visible on Hestia. Good, her senses must be returning to her. She reached up her hand to rub her head and froze, an alarmed look crept over her face. Something was sticking out of her head!
Had she been impaled? Was that why she was seeing things and having a hard time remembering anything?
She didn't feel that awful and her head didn't hurt too bad, but maybe she was in shock.
"Hestia!" she called trying to make her voice sound less panicked "can you come and have a look at my head?"
((Veira has Nadder-like spines in a crest on her head, a Nadder tail and... do all hybrids have wings?))
((P.S. Ok, if everyone is going to have wings, I won't be left out XD, Veira has wings too))
((Sorry for the long post, but I had a lot to cover. Hopefully it's not too long, my posts will get shorter, I promise.))
Miksia
Seagulls. That was the first thing Miksia heard when she finally was aware of the world again. The sun shone brightly on her face, but even after she opened her eyes it didn't glare as brightly as she remembered. Her first thought of course was that a cloud had covered the sun, but looking up, she realised that the sky was very clearly empty of anything but air and light.
Just a short distance away she could hear a very loud yell of frustration, turning to see what it was, she was rather surprised to see nothing, absolutally nothing. Just sand, and seagulls, anda little bit of a hill, and some water, lots of water. Th whole ocean was spread before her, the waves crashed very loudly against the sand, something that she was not at all used to.
Seagulls called loudly, and she could hear the sound of someone censored in surprise further down the beach.
The yelling had stopped, but it was strangly loud, everything was, she heard a snapping noise and looked down to see a small crab scuttling sidewayts down the beach and into the water.
Wait, I jheard the snap, how did I hear that?
She tensed up nervously. Suddenly she heard a sound behind her, a rattleing and a sharp snap. Jumping around she looked for the sound, her body tensing even more, her balance was off a bit, but she forced herself to stand straight. The sound repeated, but once again, from behind her. Turning her head, she saw three large stingers gathered together at eye level. Screaming she turned and fell back on the sand, but the stingers were gone, she couldn't see them, but she could feel the, behind her. She was ON TOP OF THEM!!!!
Jumpiing up she ran a short distance away, the sand was empty again. Darting a look behind herself, she saw them again.
"Oh gosh."
I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead.....
After a moment she realised that they weren't moving. Somehow, that was slightly comforting, and she relaxed. The three stingers moved, they were attatched to three long tails, that now uncoiled, and hung down. Instantly Miksia tensed up again, and the tails wound together again.
Hang it all. It's... She untensed her body, and then tensed it again, the tails unwound and wound again. It's responding to me...? These are... Oh my gosh!!!!!
Further inspection revealed that the tails were indeed coming out of her, and a small set of wings too. Miksia tried grabbing at them, which resulted in her dancing around like a dog chasing its tail, for a full five minutes before she finally caught them, yanking hard to try to pull them away, she felt a sharp pain in her back, and squeaked with surprise and discomfort, while at the same time falling facefirst on the ground.
"AUUUUGH!"
Sand filled her moyth and she prompty sat up and spat it out.
Well if I have wings, then maybe I have the apility to fly. Or are these just going to sit on my back and do nothing? Really, how do I control them? I mean, I don't really have muscles for that, but I didn't have wings yesterday either, so maybe it comes as a package.
She tried to flex her wings, focused every muscle on doing so. Standing there with her hands balled up, her eyes closed tightly and heholding her breath, she imagined she looked very much like a young child who is angry about something.
Miksia felt a small twitching at her back, turning her head, she saw the wings moving ever so slowly, and only a tiny bit, but they were moving!
So they do work! I wonder, could I fly with them?
Oh hang it all, where are the others? I could've sworn I wasn't out here alone, oh what were their names? They've got to be somewhere here!
As Miksia had heard sounds coming from along the beachline a ways away, thats where she went, sahe could hear noises quite clearly, but her sight didn't show her anything to be making them.
A sindgle dark curl fell in her face and she reached up to push it behind her ears, her hand brushed against something hard, rough, and rather like a horn. It startled her enough that she tripped as she was going down the sandhill. But instead of falling flat in her face, she felt a small movement as her back, her wings flutttered gently and her tails stretched out as if on command, helping her regain her balance.
Weird, wonder what that was? Walking down to the shoreline, she glanced at her reflection in the water. What she saw made her cream and then cut off. Two earlike horns, black, with tgoldenish tips, sat on the top of her head, twitching ever so slightly.
What the heck happened to me!
((All hybrids at least have wings and a tail. Hestia has wings, a tail, glows, and gives off heat))
~Hestia~
"What are you hiding?"
A flurry of panic stabbed into Hestia's mixed emotions as she whipped around to see... Veira? At least, Hestia thought it was Veira. She remembered going out on a boat with her and some other people... but, this was not the Veira she thought she knew. She had a crest of sharp spines along her head, like a Deadly Nadder's, or a Whispering Death. A spiny tail was next to her legs, just barely touching the ground, and shining pine-green wings, its yellow details shimmering in the hot sunlight. She rubbed her head, feeling the spikes, and Hestia could see the panic flooding into her eyes. "Hestia," She called, "Can you come have a look at my head?" Hestia had no idea how to repsond. At least I'm not the only one, She thought, responding to her hesitantly, "Uh, it looks good," Unforntunatly, Hestia was not a good liar.
((I have to go do history, I'll be back in about 20 minutes or so))
((Accecpted! Start roleplaying whenever you want
Contrary to her words, the look on Hestias' face said that her head was not in any way "good".
Gingerly, she felt along the spine - it didn't feel like it was lodged in her head, it felt more like it was growing out of it. She gave it a tentative tug, then a stronger one - the spine did not budge, but neither did it hurt. She had a mirror somewhere in her bag, so she looked around her to see if she could locate it. Instead she saw a dragon tail. Frowning she picked it up by the tip - and with great surprise realized that she could feel it being picked up.
Veira jumped to her feet and frantically examined herself - she had a tail...,, wings..., and more head spines.
"What in the world?!" she mused and looked at Hestia. So she had not imagined the wings and tail on her.
"This... is... so... COOL!" she exclaimed. "I wonder if it works?"
Almost wild with excitement, she tried flicking her tail, and managed to send some spines shooting at the sand.
"I can fly!" she cried.
Veira jumped and tried flapping her wings - she swayed and wobbled a couple of meters of the ground before she plummeted with a heavy thump. The previous dizziness and fatigue caught up to her.
"Ok, maybe I can't. Ouch, I think I pulled something. What happened to us? I don't remember anything." she said, dazed.
I woke with a jolt, rather than a normal waking like usual. Expecting to find myself in my cabin, I was very shocked to find I was somewhere else. As I tried to position myself to sit upright, I found myself struggling to get up. My hands slipped and I looked down to see white sand underneath me. I shook my hair out. More sand fell out of there. A few strands of seaweed laid beside me, which now looked dry and starting to rot.
I felt a burning sting and instinctively touched my leg, to which I pulled my hand back quickly. It was red and tender to the touch. For a moment, my breath was hitched in my throat. There was a long, scaley, tail laying beside me. Perhaps it was of another animal? I backed away, struggling to move against the sand, but the tail followed me. I put my hands on my back. I didn't find wings there. I tried to move my shoulders, but instead moved something else. Just like the supposed tail, they were also long and scaley. I didn't want to admit it, but I knew what they were. The ocean was so noisy compared to most days. The slight wind sounded like a wolf pack.
I, very feebly, picked myself up and attempted to fix my ripped clothes and hair. In the distance, covering my eyes with my hand and saw two girls moving around in the distance. Slowly, I stepped one foot in front of the other, wobbling as I did so. The wings were very heavy. I found myself gasping for air. The tail kept knocking into my legs. I picked up the pace as much as possible.
I stretched out my newfound wings and far as possible, trying to ignore the aching pain. How long had I been like this? I had a huge headache and tried to ignore it. As I transitioned into a run, a gust of wind nearly knocked me over. Feeling myself lose balance, I spread my wings, and the wind, instead of pushing me down, lifted me into the air. I started flailing wildly, having no idea what to do. I tried to direction myself forwards or at least a little closer to the ground. I kept rising and going in all directions. Eventually, the wind passed, and there was no wind to hold me up anymore. I had no idea how to control the wings; I did an air-tumbersalt and was launched through the sky.
My mouth opened as if to scream, but my throat was too dry. I reached the ground with a thump, feeling a sharp pain in the 'tail'. As I looked up with fear, I found myself face-to-face with the two girls.
~Hestia~
After Veira got over the excitment of being a... a thing -Where was her upbeat attuitude coming from? Didn't she realize that they were freaks?- she asked Hestia, "What happened to us? I can't remember anything," Hestia responded, "I... I don't know. It's like everytime I try to remember what happened, it goes away... Like there's holes in my mind or something," Her voice turned sour on the last few words. It was unnerving to her not to be able understand what was happening to her. She didn't like it. Hestia decided to change the subject. "We should find the others. Who knows where they landed?"
((Also, I drew Hestia!
))
Having heard a sound from somewhere close by, Kelli turned to investigate. Across the beach from him, two girls - one of them with wings but also strange spikes growing out of her back - stood conversing in a rather agitated manner. Curious and trying not to trip on his newly discovered tail fins, Kelli headed over in that direction, slowly though because his back was still hurting somewhat from his experimental wing-pull. Not my best idea, admitedly, he thought to himself and he walked toward the two girls.
"I think the others have found us themselves" she replied to Hestia, as she saw Maddison fly towards them and land onto the sand.
"Hey, Maddison, I see your landings are just as graceful as mine, but your flying is definitely better" she chuckeld and looked around "I think I see..., is that Kelli? Over here!" she waved at the young man.
"Wow, I were all some sort of... mythical dragon creatures! Like the flying maidens! Do you remember those stories?"
She was already stretching her wings out again, trying to feel proper control of them.
~Hestia~
When Hestia had said they should find the others, she didn't mean she wanted one of them to crash right in front of her. She heard Veira say something, but Hestia wasn't paying attention. Instead, she was observing the blond-haired girl who sat in front of her, a hint of terror strung in her eyes. Sand plastered her as well, and her face looked tired and pained, but she didn't say anything. "Maddison?" Hestia questioned, peering down at her. However, a sudden distracting figure caught her eye. "Who are-" Hestia began threatningly as she whipped around towards the boy -Or at least she thought it was a boy-, but cut herself off as she reconized him as Kelli, but with a tail, and wings, just like everyone else, apparently ((Assuming he doesn't have any spikes or something like that)). "Kelli? You too? Does anyone have any idea what happened to us?" Hestia blurted, eager to get answers.
I stifled a laugh and quieted as the girl approached a man. I could hardly remember anything. Feeling dizzy, I collapsed on the ground and groaned. Stop being so dramatic and weak. I thought to myself. I pushed myself back up, trying to make it seem like I was okay.
"I don't remember anything much at all. Who are you?" I asked quizzically, staring at the girl. I swayed my tail side to side in anticipation. My back started to feel a little sore. Hopefully I would get used to these wings, or I was going to struggle a lot.
"No idea whatsoever, sorry," I shrugged, pushing a lock of hair off my shoulder. "More like, where are we? And how are we going to get out of here?"
~Hestia~
((Btw part of the reason Hestia remembers all of their names is because she does have a really good memory))
"I don't remember much at all," Maddison informed Hestia, which was not the answer she'd been hoping for. "No idea whatsoever, sorry. Who are you? And, where are we?" And how are we going to get out of here?" She added, echoing Hestia's own thoughts. "I don't know," She said hopelessly, "I think we're on Berk, but I can't remember why we're here. Weren't we on a ship? Going somewhere?..."
Kelli waved when he heard his name spoken. Coming up to where the girls were standing, he asked rather abruptly, "Does anyone know what's going on? I mean, I can see some of you also have this...alteration," Here he flapped his wings a little and swished his tail, "But where did they come from? And how did we get here? Last I checked we were normal, if you know what I mean."
I shrugged and shook my head.
"Well, if we should try to find a boat, then. But first, maybe get control of these wings, and try to make sense of what happened? Kelli?" I gestured to the guy who was standing around. "Have any ideas...?" Without waiting for a reply, I flapped my wings. I ended up smacking the sand and it was no use. They were too big for me. Was I an expieriment? Maybe that's why they don't seem proportionate to everyone else's.
I sensed something was off. There was a weird feel in the air, and I heard a noise that didn't sound like an animal. "Do you guys hear that?" I wondered out loud.
((btw, Maddison's 'extra power' is sort of like a spidey-sense I guess. Who else is stoked for the Spiderverse movie??))
Miksia
The scream died in her throat and Miksia sat down hard.
This isn't happening! How the HECK is this happening!!!
Confusion filled her mind, as she tried to sort it out, only to realise that she couldn't remember anything to cause this to happen. All she could remember was going with a few others to try and find dragons. The others! They were probably somewhere here!
Getting up, she tried listening, the words of conversation reached her now very sensitive horn/ear thingies. As there appeared to be no other way to try and find them, she walked in the general direction. When she went over a dune, hill or anything she tried to use her wings. At first it was only light fluttering, but eventually she could jump and flutter down safely, with very little strain.
How to fly was a different matter altogether, and one she would deal with after she found the others. As she crested another hill she saw a group of four or five of them down bellow, Kelli, Maddison, Hestia, and...she couldn't remember any other names, but from just looking at them, she could see she wasn't the only one that had changed. Kelli appeared to have wings and a tail now, and Maddison too, and the other girl, Hestia didn't apear to, but she had a hood up and something around her waist.
Good, I'm not the only one that this happened too, thats a relief.
Jumping up, she wrapped her arms around her knees and tried to get her wings to work. Maybe she could fly down and show the others her newfound skill! Miksia tried flapping her wings, but only managed a very small flap. But holding her wings out, she could feel a breeze catch her, and she found herself gliding gently to earth. Reaching out with her hands, she tried to stay balanced, but feel the air moving beside her. Stretching out she aimed her body towards the sand, only t realize she had no clue to land.
Miksia found herself landing, for the third time that day, facedown in the sand.
~Hestia~
Kelli walked over and said rather abrubtly, "Does anyone know what's going on? I mean, I can see some of you also have this...alteration," He flapped his wings and swung his tail back in forth, creating a line in the sand, "But where did they come from? And how did we get here? Last I checked we were normal, if you know what I mean." Hestia wondered briefly if she should uncover her giant wings and tail. Her wings were sore, more then she had realized at first -Probably drowned out by her panic- and her tail was sweaty and uncomturable. They continued to talk as Hestia uncovered her wings, which she flapped experimently. She also brought out her tail, which she swished around stiffly.
Saga
A cold wave of water rushing against her face was what awoken her from her sleep. The moment she opened her eyes, she noticed her axe burried halfway in the sand beside her and immediately reached for it, ready to fight if needed. She held the weapon close to her before she lifted her head from the ground, shaking the sand out of her messy, red hair. Something crawled across her other hand, causing her to quickly yank it away, but luckily it was only a crab.
When Saga tried to move, she could feel some extra weight added onto her build. Something was not right. She managed to push herself back onto her feet, feeling very weird as she stood. Here she was, stranded on a beach, with little memory of what happened before she woke up. She remembered being with some other young vikings, not sure what they were doing together. Sailing somewhere, perhaps?
It wasn't until she went to throw some water on her face that she noticed that her body was different. As she looked back at her reflection, she noticed her eyes were an almost golden color, a few blue scales behind her eyes, and a single horn sprouting from the back of her head. She almost screamed and feel back into the sand, but held her balance. To make matters worse, she dared look behind her to see she had two red wings and a tail coming out of her body. No, this was not real. But it was. She brushed her hand along one of the wings before flapping them slowing up and down. Yep, definitely real. She found she could move the tail too. Sure, she was scared at first, but she had to admit that this was pretty cool. She wasted no time to see how well the wings actually worked. Flapping both of them and leaping from the ground, she lifted herself into the air. But not for long. She wasn't even five feet off the ground when she fell back onto the sand.
Saga tried again, only to find herself back on the ground. Welp, that was going to use some practice. It was nice to have wings, but the horn was annoying.
In the distance, she could see a few vikings, some girls and a boy, and they all seemed to have changed as well. How could this had happened? When she got a closer look, she realized those were her friends. Each of them had their own unique features. One girl had glowing wings and a tail. Another had a crest of spines, wings, and a spikey tail. Saga propped her axe over her shoulder as she approached them.
I yawned for a second and scratched my collarbone, but instead of my nails hitting skin, I hit something else. Scales. I moved my fingers along my collarbone, my stomach, my arms, and my legs. In random places, scales were stuck into my skin. Not on the top layer, but ingrained to be at the same layer of my skin. I felt above my eyebrows, and found a couple of scales there too. The back of my neck, to my surprise, did not have any scales, but did have small horns poking out at places where bones protruded the most. I ran towards the coast. I desperately searched for my reflection. I eventually found it, and looked carefully through the ripples in the water.
I opened my mouth, and four teeth were shaped like daggers, and as I touched them softly, they caused imense pain to surge through my hand, right into my head and left me with a splitting headache. The headache eventually faded back into the small throb as it was before. I got up, pushing myself off the ground and spread my wings. This itme, I didn't give up. I flapped my wings continuously even as I struggled to stay afloat. For a few moments, I was steady. Then I heard the horrible noise again, which no one had seemed to notice.
The noise was high-pitched; a short screech-like noise, and ended with an echo. I found myself dazed by the noise and slowly, I landed again. What is wrong with me?
I noticed a girl with an axe make her way over to us. A name was sent straight to my thoughts, but it was on the tip of my tongue. I poked Hestia to let her know there was another viking.
Veira looked around as more of her friends gathered around. A bedraggled lot they all were.
*And that makes three* she thought to herself as she saw ...Misty?... land face-first into the sand.
Everyone was overreacting in her opinion, asking questions and not really getting any answers, the talk going in circles.
"If we were going somewhere, we must have already come back." she replied to Hestia "do you think we were successful in whatever we set out to do? I don't know about you, but I say anything that gives me wings was definitely a success!" she grinned at the people around her.
"And I don't think we need a boat, it's as Maddison said, if we can learn to use these wings we won't need a boat ever again!" she was growing excited again. Veira stood up in some agitation and and practiced small flapping jumps.
((guys this is like the most successful rp ive ever been on since my old account's rps all died im pretty happy? i guess))
Miksia
Standing up and brushing herself off Miksia nodded. "Yeah what....she said."
Names girl! What was her name again? Started with a V...
Smiling shyly at the others she rubbed the back of her neck with one hand. "If we learn to fly, then we could really go anywhere we wanted. Like back when the dragons were one Berk. Cheif Hiccup used to fly around with his nightfury! Only we'd be more like that other group the...um...the Maidens of Wings or something. The...Wing-Maidens!"
Feeling ackward for speaking out of turn she tried ducking in on herself, hunching shoulders and ducking her head in. Behind her she could hear her three stringers rtattle together as he tails intertwined.
"So um...other then my..er...lovely faceplant...who else has tried to use their wings? Assuming we all have wings that is."
Man it's ackward to stand here talking and not know what they are thinking about all this.
The ear/horns on top of her head lowered, and looking around Miksia noticed that no one else apeared to have ears, horns, or nubs, but not big rabbit like ears that stook out on either side.
Don't let them think I'm crazy, I forgot if they thought I was crazy before. Please don't judge me.
((Woah, I went shopping with my mom for the day and this thread exploded! Could someone summarize what’s happened so far?))
((Basically what has happened so far is that we have all woken up, and are now gathered on the beach of a mysrtery island and are trying to figure out what happened to us, where we are, and how to get home. Presently they are discussing practicing their flying abilities so that they can fly back to Berk. Pretty much somes it up.))
((yea, I left for like 1 hour and -boom- 10 posts. Basically, everyone has woken up from getting chucked onto the island, and are meeting. My character, Hestia, and Veira are all discussing how to get off the island/what do to w/ our wings and tail. Just have your character meet up with us, and you'll understand from there!))
((actually, Queen B. and I both have horns (Mad's not on her head), but it's alright ^^))
I glanced at the new girl wearily, still confused by the noise, but pushed it to the back of my head.
"Most of us have tried it," I said a bit smugly, "Veira and I were talking about trying to train ourselves to use our wings, but mine seem to be too big for me, so I'll have to jump off something first to try and get some wind. Do you want to try?" I awaited her reply, and scanned the distance for a ledge of some sort. I could sense another wind to arrive in a few seconds.
I stepped away from the group, and waited for the wind. Eventually, it came and swept me off the ground. This time, my shoulders, back, and wings weren't aching too terribly, so I did my best to do a 360 loop around the group below me. It worked for about three-quarters of the way until I forgot about flapping, the wind ceased, and I fell back onto the sand.
"Any other ideas?"
~Hestia~
"Any other ideas?" Maddison asked the group of tired vikings. Hestia intrurrupted, "Whoa, whoa, guys, this is all super great and stuff, that we can fly, but, guys, what are the people on Berk going to think about us?"
Kelli nodded in agreement. "I'm not sure how accepting they would be of people who are now part dragon. It's possible not even ou families would accept us now." He said, sighing. There were definitely some downsides to this new form, he thought, his tail curling and uncurling behind him in frustration as he tried to think of what to do. After a few minutes of hard thinking, he sighed again. "So I guess the question before us really is... if we do, how and when do we go home?"
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~PLOT~
Years later after the events of HTTYD 3, there are no dragons left on Berk (This isn't confired btw) and the vikings have found themselves defenseless after a raging fire destroys everything. However, five dragon trainers believe they can help. They set off, only to come back... as dragon/human hybrids. Now they're trying to hide their hybrid dragons forms, but can how long can them hide them? Why were they turned into hybrids, and why can't they remember what they found there? Will Berk ever be the same?...
(I know it's a really lame plot)
~RULES AND STUFF~
So basically they're httyd dragon hybrids, and they can go full dragon or hybrid. However, they cannot go full human.
1. Put 'I like tongue twisters' as your subject if you read this
2. No Red Deaths, Green Deaths, Purple Deaths, NF, LF, Bewilderbeast, Everwing, all that jazz. Also, no titan dragon forms.
3. Romance and violance allowed, but not too much people please
4. No powerplaying
5. I'd like this to be an active RP so try to speed things along
6. You can join whenever you want!
~FORM~
Use this form:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Hybrid half:
Personality:
Appearance (dragon form included):
MY FORM
Name: Hestia
Gender: Female
Age: 17 years old
Hybrid half: Fireworm queen
Personality: Unlike the quiet greek godess she was named for, Hestia is a very stubborn and outspoken person with a adventurous spirit. Couragous, brave, and sometimes reckless, she can be too quick to react, and doesn't always apologize, due to stubborness issues. She has a spunky aura about her, and has the idea that women are just as good as men, if not better. Despite her loud and humorous personality, she can be deadly serious at times, unlike her fool sister, Shara. Hestia prefers to be alone, but every once in a while she warms up to another person, but what she calls her "curse" always ruins something. The last time she was friends with a little girl, Hestia had the great idea to push her down a hill with no sled. She broke her leg, and the girl hated her afterwards. So, Hestia is mainly a loner, unknown to what real friends are.
Appearance (dragon form included):
(Casual)
~SPOTS~
1. Me - Hestia
2. Piggyxl - Mycheal
3. Snow-wish - Saved
4. RedHoodJason - Kelli
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