Post by nightrode on Jul 1, 2012 6:16:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/pN4s1.png); -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; padding: 10px; border: #181818 solid 10px; ] [STYLE=width: 340px; background-color: 333333; padding-top: 4px; text-align; center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 16px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 0px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 5px; color: 777777;] NAME / TITLE [/style][STYLE= border: 8px solid #333333; width: 100px; margin-top: -55px; float: right;][/style][STYLE=width: 340px; background-color: 181818; padding-top: 4px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -0.5px; color: 777777; text-align: justify;]Trust is overrated. [/style][STYLE= width: 290px; background-color: 5e5e5e; text-align: justify; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; line-height: 9px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: 181818; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:0px 0px 40px 0px;]NAME & AGE: Nightrode, 41 years old. ORIGINS: Born and raised on an island far away from Berk, called Hysteria, Nightrode managed to get through his years without a problem. The food may have been scarce multiple times, but it wasn't too heavy of a drawback. Baby'd by his parents, Nightrode felt secure, and took multiple trips around the island. He quickly found the residentals, the Hysterians, and was rather awe-struck by these "wierd creatures." Afterall, they didn't look like any normal animal, or DRAGON for that matter. Whilst he was severely curiousm, Nightrode stayed mostly out of eyesight, watching them when he got bored of hunting or playing with his bretheren. He never had the urge to attack these humans, as they held no real threat. Unfortunatly, as he hit 20 years, the Hysterians rapidly changed. Almost... fiendish. As carefree and as naive he was, Nightrode didn't take the change serious. That is, untill he returned one day to his cave, awaiting his parents and his dinner, when he only saw their lifeless bodies. With a shriek, he tumbled backwards, shocked. How, Why? Infront of him he heard footsteps, including the distinct sound of a blade being unsheathed. Stuck in shock he saw the strange creatures, the Hysterians approach him, their weapons held towards him. In fear, Nightrode jumped backwards, and took off into the sky, escaping. He was too much in shock to belief what had just happend... this couldn't be true, right? These harmless, peacefull humans suddenly attacking? Flying far, far away he landed on a beach, resting his tired body and wings. It was maddening, it felt as though what he had known suddenly broken together like a card house. In deep sadness, and due to exhaustion, the dragon fell asleep, as visible tear in his eye. GENDER: Male. BREED & STANDING: Toxichell. Wild. (But tameable) [/style] [STYLE=width: 340px; background-color: 333333; padding-top: 4px; text-align; center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 16px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 0px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 5px; color: 777777;] SKIN-DEEP HEARTS [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; height: 100px; background-color: 1e1e1e; padding-top: 4px; text-align; center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 16px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 777777; margin-top: -55px; float: right;]GENERAL INFO Want to know me? Too scared to ask? [/style][STYLE= width: 290px; background-color: 5e5e5e; text-align: justify; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; line-height: 9px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: 181818; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:0px 0px 40px 0px;]LIKES:
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OVERALL PERSONALITY: Nightrode is a rough, unfriendly and generally untrusting dragon. He shows no mercy to his prey, or people who attempt to harm him. Whilst he does have a soft spot for cute things, (Babies, kittens, children...) you will find him rarely smiling. In the same sense, when he smiles, that moment is worth alot. Usually acting as the voice of responsibility, Nightrode tries his best to get him and his friends out of tight situations, including the attempt to prevent them. You won't see him playing and tolling around, unless he's surrounded by people he's fully comfortable with. Considering his past, he has no problem dissolving a few people if they threaten him. For a dragon he's quite inteligent, understanding most gestures and usually figuring a way out of a tough situation. PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: oi50.tinypic.com/6yle1s.jpg ABILITIES: Instead of the usual fire, Nightrode breathes acid. He needs to breath in deeply (In other words 'charge') his acid before he can actually fire it. The range isn't very far, considering he can only fire his acid in a liquid, or misty form. It has a green color in both ways. His acid can easily dissolve a tree and tissue matter. Metals corrode horribly, making them easily breakable. When liquid, the acid is more concentrated, and thus stronger. [/style] [STYLE=width: 340px; background-color: 333333; padding-top: 4px; text-align; center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 16px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 0px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 5px; color: 777777;] EVERYTHING ELSE [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; height: 100px; background-color: 1e1e1e; padding-top: 4px; text-align; center; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 16px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; color: 777777; margin-top: -55px; float: right;]OOC INFORMATION Information that isn't useful doesn't exist. [/style][STYLE= width: 290px; background-color: 5e5e5e; text-align: justify; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; line-height: 9px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: 181818; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:0px 0px 40px 0px;]KEYWORD HIDDEN IN THE RULES: ******* OOC NAME TO CALL YOU: Nightrode. Have no other name. ^^; RP EXAMPLE: Reaching far above the seas, watching the water hit the shore and create foam, Nightrode was flying across the skies. Although his face wore a rough frown, the dragon majesticly danced between the large rock pillars, sounds of a city reaching his ears. Tilting his head sideways, yet keeping his path, the serpent's yellow, dangerous eyes made contact with a Galleon. On further inspection, he could see how Vikings were boarding the battleship, and shortly after, set sail. Curiousity striking Nightrode, as he wondered where they'd be going, he opened his wings wide and allowed himself to glide as he turned and followed. None of the vikings seemed to mind his presence, almost cheering and laughing that Nightrode was following them. Taking his presence as good fortune, the viking's morale was boosted. Unfortunatly, things were about to take a rapid turn for the worst. With a strong gust of wind, and a cheerful viking throwing his axe up, the closely following dragon was (luckily) hit by the blunt side by his head. With a sharp yelp he tumbled onto the large ship, being quickly surrounded by worrying vikings. Captivated by anger and rising hatred, Nightrode came to, standing up and sounding a ferocious roar! Without warning the beast began mauling the unsuspecting vikings, facing quick resistance. The battle was lost for the unprepared victims as soon as the dragon breathed deeply in, and exhaled his misty acid onto the wooden structure. With cracks and howling screams of pain, both human cargo and vehicle gave into defeat. With another roar, Nightrode took to the skies, watching the boat slowly sink, and some burned victims trying to escape. [/style] |
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