Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaase answer!! In comeplete suspence!!!!!!!!!!!111

Wait! She also has a long, wip-like tail! Forgot to mention that. :)

I'll start now if that's ok. Just really impatient!!!!!!

Ivy~

I stand back to survey my work. The fake dragon looks perfect. I've perfected the controller. Now to test it. I sit down in my wheely-chair (I made it so my tail doesn't get in the way.) and push the green button on the controller. The fake dragon perks up, its eyelids sliding open. The eyes look alive, and the tail starts to lash as if it's a creature by itself that just so happens to be attached to a fake dragon. I finger the newest button, I just built it into the dragon. The fire button. I made it so my dragon can breath fire.It was a bit tricky to make it so the dragon doesn't light itself on fire when it breathes fire, but I mangaged it.

Oh, yeah, I should probably explain some things. I'm a hybrid. Half dragon, half human. It's sort of weird. And I'm an inventor. I live in a big cave full of my inventions. It's kind of awesome. It's also a bit messy, but all the most important inventions are kept in a chest. I like to make things comfortable for guests, (I let other hybrids visit. But humans... not so much. Humans kind of hate us hybrids. It's awkward.) so there are coat racks and chairs. I've desinged the chairs so that wings and tails can rest comfortabley on them. 

What I'm working on now is a dragon. Because there have been too many incidents where I need some protection..... most of them have to do with humans... Anyways, my dragon is designed to be as real-looking as possible. I used a bit of my Earth Flame to make the eyes look real. (Earth is the thing that supports living things...) Oh, yes, we hybrids have certain powers that are called: _____ Flame. I have Earth flame. Aaaaaaaanyways, my dragon is complete. I've mangaged to make it so it can fly, too. Sometimes I wish I was fully dragon...

DWEEBLE! DWEEBLE! My alarm goes off! I spin around to look at my alarm. It has on it, in big letters, the words:

Quo meeting! Quo meeting!

(Quo is where all us hybrids meet together.) I've upgraded the alarm so it dweebles when something important is gonna happen soon. I hurredly push the button marked for guarding my cave on the dragon controller, then I open the chest and grab a small container with a nozzle on the end of it. Then I run out of the cave. I spray myself with the container and shove it into my cloak pocket.

Then I fly.

And white steam comes off of me. Then the steam surrounds me so I look like a cloud. I can still see stuff though. My invention works! Yes! I'm camouflauged! I see another hybrid...... with a bone mask......  it just went into a cave.... I pause, beating my wings to stay in the air. Well... I've got time to look, after all, Quo isn't very tight about being late. I shrug and dive towards the cave where the bone-masked-hybrid  went into.

AWESOME!!!! THANKS!!!!!!!!

Name: Ginger

Age: 10

Appearance: she has long black hair, goes to waist. Dark blue (almost black) eyes. She wears a dark black traviling cloak. Her wings look just like her eyes, they are big. She has spikes down her back, stops at waist, they pop up when she's frightened. (Which is rarely) Her tail's color looks just like her eyes, it's long and has spikes at the end, they can pop up too. 

Personality: shy, quiet

Type of Flame: lighting 

I will post latter. 

Top. 

Hey there everybody!!!!! Just have a hypothetical question for you! What would you do if a random cloud-thingy flew into the cave that has a hybrid who almost died and is now healing in there? Answer by posting your vew of the storyline!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Posts comment and hopes she wasn't being so subtle that no one would get the hint about posting a comment about the RP. Starts to worry if she was being to mean about the posting thing. Wanders into kitchen and starts to make hot-chocolate. Relizes that she should probably stop typing this sentence. Decides to write a bit about Frederic because he's being rather whiny about not being written about.*

"Plsw!" Okay okay, I'll stop writing. Geeze Frederic, you're starting to be as spoiled as (Insert name of bratty CAPTCHA here.)! 

Note: If you read my posts, the name was Rachel C. but now, I'll be called Storm Windwhisperer in the names part.

Storm Stormbringer~

"Fine. I'll go to the Quo," I hissed. I flew out of the hideout and headed to the old Quo meeting place, the place where he was taught to meet every year when he "feels the gathering".

"Good luck. Goodbye," the crystal whispers.

Hey, person with the character who has shadow powers, wouldn't it be cool if she could no only blend with shadows, but SEE THE SHADOWS IN PEOPLE'S MINDS? Like, if your family died, it would show up as a really dark shadow in your mind. You can make it so that when youe charrie sees the mind-shadows, she also sees what the shadows say. like, if your charrie looked at my charrie's mind, you would see WHY my charrie's mind-shadow is so big, and how my charrie blames herself for her family's death. Oooooor you could make it so your charrie sees the shadows, but doesn't know why they are big or small or dark or whatever. Just an idea!

'akke!" Oh my! Frederic just choked on his celery! Either that or he doesn't like celery.

Guys, I know everyone is focusing on Kyndom, but this RP exists as well, and it's just as awesome as Kyndom. I just don't want this RP to die, because it's amazing. I love the concept. The story. And most of all, the characters. I don't want this RP to die because........... it's just started. It shouldn't die. If this RP dies, it'll be like someone cutting down a small sapling that only just entered the world.

All I'm trying to say is that this RP is really cool and it would be horrible if such a RP died before it could make a storyline. Just saying.

This RP could already be dead.

No one to read this.

No one to enjoy it.

No reason to exist.

No RP to be read.

Nothing.

No one.

Just a dead story with so much potential. Just a waste of time, really.

Simply a dead story.

Floating in a void. 

Slowly dying.

Soon dead.

Then...

Nothing.

No other RP will be like this one.

Unless you post. And read.

Just one last thing. One last request from this RP. Please enjoy me before I die. 

.....

I've decided to post because I want to keep this RP alive.

Ivy~

I glide into the cave to see a wounded hybrid on a bed in the middle of the cave. I rush over to her and examine her. Her wings are white. I suck breath through my teeth when I see her wing. It's bloody and has frost over it to keep it straight. I reach into my pocket and retreve a healing lotion, it's one of the best I've made. I begin to slather to onto her wing.

While I work on the wounded hybrid's wing, I look at the cave. It's actually a pretty nice cave. Considering that most caves I've seen don't have beds and fireplaces. But I don't usually visit other dragon's homes, so I wouldn't really know if this is supposed to be a sub-bar cave or a deluxe hotel. I notice a blonde hybrid standing next to me, looking dubiously at my lotion bottle. She looks nervously at me, then when she sees my face and that I'm not attacking the wounded hybrid, she relaxes. 

Weird, it's like she can't see my face.

"Um, is that thing supposed to heal the wing?" the blonde dragon asks. "Yes, but it won't heal very quickly, even with this," I answer. She immediatley asks another question. "Why are you smoking?" I look at her, confused. "What do you mean I'm smoking?" I ask. "Steam is rising off of your scales," she answers. I'm about to ask if she was delusional when I remember that my spray invention is still working. I quickly put the lotion bottle down and take out the spray. "Oh, yes, that. I'll get rid of it." I spray myself again, and the steam immediantly stops rising from my scales.

Her eyes widen and she asks, "Cool! How did you do that?" I smile a little and answer: "I'm an inventor. It's just a camoflauge spray. Pretty useful when I need to fly unseen. Or when I feel like wanting to be a cloud." She opens her mouth to ask another question when I sense something weird. I raise my hand to silence her and listen. I'm not listening for a sound I can hear with my ears though. I hear it again. Closer. And then the rumbling begins.

I grab the wounded hybrid out of bed and heave her onto my back, then yell to the other one over the rumbling. "Get out of cave quickly or you're gonna die!!!!!" She hurries after me and I notice the bone-hybrid following behind us.

How did I not see that creepy bone-hybrid? It's like she blended into the shadows or something...

Just as we run out of the cave, it collapses in on itself. The bone-hybrid looks mildly impressed, the blonde hybrid looks nervous, and the wounded hybrid looks floppy. "How did you know it was going to collapse in on itself?" the bone-hybrid asks, looking suspicious. "My flame is Earth. I sensed the stones and the earth being disturbed," I mumble. The bone-hybrid stays silent and looks puzzled. The wounded hybrid's wound is bleeding fleely now, and she won't last long unless I get her to my home. But she won't survive the flight there. Then I remember a closer place. But also a place where I do NOT want to go. But...... she's gonna die if I don't... 

I decide to do it. "We're going to a village, it has medicine supplies that will help with her not dying." I spread my wings to take flight, but with the extra weight, I can't do it. "We can carry her together," the blonde hybrid says. The bone-hybrid takes flight and circles around me and the blone hybrid while we make a strecher for the wounded hybrid. Once me and the blonde hybrid take flight, I ask her her name. "Sharina. What's yours?" "Ivy."

After a long and difficult flight, we arrive at the villlage at nighttime. We softly land in the center of it. I point to a brick building and say: "That's the medicine place, look in there for a blue vial with a snake on it." Sharina nodds and goes inside. The bone-hybrid, who had followed us, landed lightly beside me.

I turn back to the wounded hybrid and continue slathering lotion on the wing. Sharina returns holding a dusty bottle and asks: "This what you want?" "Yep." I take it and begin to pour the liquid into the wounded hybrid's mouth. Sharina sits down beside me and asks: "Why is it so quiet here? Why are all the houses abandoned? And why are some parts of this village destroyed?" I stiffen for a moment, but I decide to answer.

"I used to live here with my family. I had a brother. His flame was Air. He learned to fly before learning to walk, and the only dragon thing about him was his wings. My mom used to say we were opposites in every way. We used to play with the other kids. The humans. But only some of them, most kept away from us. We were kind of outcasts, but no one attacked us. My dad made sure of that. My dad was a dragon, and no one would dare to attack a dragon's family. Well, one day when me and my brother were playing, I..... I made an avalanche. It destroyed the village."

Sharina looked thoughtful for a second, and began to make a fire. Once it was lit, she look straight at me and asked: "Where is your family now?" I stiffened. "They're gone now. They went away." She looked disappointed. Before she could ask anymore questions, I lay down and said: "Time to sleep now." As I drifted to sleep, I wondered wether bringing the wounded hybrid here was a good idea.

In the dream:

I'm standing, watching myself do things. It's me playing with my brother, him taunting me, flying low down close to me, then flying straight up again, laughing all the while. I'm laughing too, trying to tag him while I'm not flying. My brother's silver wings catch the light of the evening sun while it sets, making him look even more like a bit of moon that had come down to earth, especially with his white hair and silver shirt. I leap towards him, almost catching him. I take a stance and say the word wich in the game means he must come down for one second and not fly. As soon as he hits the ground, I run towards him and my outstreched fingers somehow make a shape. The shape means in Earth writing..... landslide. Then the rumbling begins. A huge dark wave of earth crests over the hill. it's coming towards the village, and fast. My dad begins to ferry humans on his back to evacuate the village, and mom hugs us close to her. The last of the humans to be ferried by my dad, has a daggar. He looks like a boy, but he also looks hesitant, like he isn't sure what to do with the daggar. But another human on the back of my dad nods to the boy. The bot plunges the daggar into my dad's back. Then he and the other human jump off my dad's back and run. My dad falls. I watch as the other me, the one acting out this memory, runs toward him. The daggar was poisoned, my mom soon finds out. She refuses to leave dad. Me and my brother are told to fly away. But we can't leave her. I try to stop the oncoming landslide, but..... I can't. It's right upon us, me and my brother take flight. But he's not quick enough. The landslide's caught him, he's reaching out for my hand, pleading me to help him out, when the landslide goes over him. I hover, watching the only home I had known be destroyed.

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So THAT'S why Ivy hates her flame. Always wondered about that. Hehehe! Just what you're probably thinking right now.... 

Can i join?