Post by banditfly on May 27, 2010 23:17:59 GMT -5
NAME: Milkwort Marshmallow Cyclops
ALIAS: Milk or, less preferably, Wort
AGE: 16
GENDER: Male
STANDING: Viking-in-training
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
LIKES:
-Peace
-Cooking
-Company
-Flowers
-Books
DISLIKES:
-Fighting
-Loud noises
-Being alone
-Big dragons
STRENGTHS:
-He often puts a lot of thought into something before he does it, thus giving him strategies and backup plans.
-He is very organized.
-He can do just about any household thing from cooking and washing clothes to dressing wounds and nursing baby dragons.
-He’s very attentive to his surroundings and has a wide knowledge of different plants and herbs.
WEAKNESSES:
-He is terribly afraid of flying and refuses to do it.
-He’s unable to defend himself in an argument and submits to ridicule without rebuttal.
-He is easily intimidated, which causes him to lose sight of common sense and freeze in place.
-He has rather poor eyesight and has to wear glasses, though sometimes he doesn’t to avoid being made fun of.
FEARS:
-Flying
-Disappointing his father
-Trying new or dangerous things
-Becoming an outcast
AMBITIONS:
-To make his father proud
-To be able to stand up for himself
-To write a book about nature not involving dragons
-To catch his own dragon to replace J-B
SECRETS:
-He’s thought of running away several times but has never been able to muster up enough courage to go through with it.
-He likes to keep his more feminine side a secret from others, like whenever he thinks a flower or butterfly is pretty or how he enjoys doing household chores with his mother.
PERSONALITY:
Milkwort is a weak-willed and rather timid boy who lacks the courage necessary to being able to truly make himself happy. Because he is easily submissive and hates to argue, he rarely takes control of his own life or shows any sense of authority for himself in front of his father. His personal dreams go unheard to the ears of his father, so he’s learned to simply deal with what comes his way that’s beyond his willing control. However, this often leaves him fearful of the future, as he knows his father wants him to be a dragon rider and that is something he can never see himself being able to do.
Milk is really a very gentle boy who hates fighting and conflict altogether and wants nothing to do with it. He enjoys the peaceful side of life and is happiest when he can relax in a sunny field of grass and flowers. He also enjoys doing household chores and assisting his mother with caring for newborn dragons. He also hates being alone and any kind of company is enough to make him happy, even if it’s a little butterfly. However, because he fears ridicule and has very little in common with most of the other teenagers in Berk his age, he’s not very close to too many people and thus is often without human company. Writing is his favorite hobby and he likes most to write about anything in nature that’s not dragons. Though he raises small dragons with his mother whenever she needs his help, he isn’t very fond of them and part of him wishes the legend of Hiccup had never occurred and Vikings still fought with dragons rather than rode upon them.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Milkwort is rather small and scrawny, especially in comparison to most other Vikings. Not everyone sees this as a bad thing, though, especially his father, who often compares his physique to that of Hiccup’s and thinks it means he’ll succeed in a way similar to the hero. Due to rarely going out to doing exciting and dangerous things and preferring to relax, he lacks muscle mass and physical strength. He’s a lean boy with a small figure and a body that lacks the potential needed to becoming good Viking.
Milkwort wears glasses with thin rims over his eyes whenever he is home or relaxing alone somewhere. He’ll often take them off when walking amid the town or meeting with someone, as they embarrass him. His eyesight without them isn’t terrible, but it’s certainly more comfortable and less dizzying when they’re on. His hair is flat and reaches down to his ears and casts a small shadow over his eyes. It’s light brown in color, almost blonde, and almost always straight and neat. On his face is a clean but noticeable scar that leads from the back of his jaw up to his cheek.
He wears commonplace clothing whenever he’s not training or his father isn’t around. A light shirt and shorts usually meet his fancy when relaxing in the field and writing. When it’s particularly cold out, he’ll wear a small fur vest over a sweater and pants. When training, his has to wear his father’s old uniform, which consists of a heavy chest plate that hangs over the shoulders, a helmet, boots that are too large for him, and a large belt that possesses pockets to hold daggers and other small weaponry. His father also gave him a silver flail that Milkwort can barely pick up, let alone swing properly.
HISTORY:
Milkwort is the only son of the Cyclops household and experienced an uncomplicated birth and early childhood. He grew up as a youngster under his father’s influence and fed off of the stories he was told about the exciting adventures Vikings lived every day. He wanted nothing more than to grow up to be a Viking just like his father, who wasn’t retired at that time. Muddring left the house a lot for weeks at a time to go on hunting expeditions and battles. He always came back proud and successful, only further inspiring Milkwort to dream of growing up to be just like him. Up until Milkwort turned 10, he was adventurous, brave, mischievous, and bold. He would run off into the forest to pretend to hunt animals and challenge every kid in Berk. He made his father proud, who saw himself in his son and was sure he’d grow up to be a great Viking. Milkwort also loved dragons and even tried to ride a few sometimes.
That’s how everything changed when he turned 10. Milkwort wanted a dragon of his own desperately and his father had promised him one for his 10th birthday. Muddring went off into the forest to find one by himself, but Milkwort was too impatient and went to follow him. He came across a wild dragon after a while and was so excited that he immediately went to crawl on its back. The dragon was a full grown Night Fury and had been sleeping. Waking up to feel something on its back startled it and it immediately took to the sky. Milkwort held on for dear life as the dragon flew erratically through the sky, trying to shake off whatever was clinging to its back. Finally Milkwort’s grip weakened and he fell off. Luckily, he was only six feet from the ground at that very moment, but the velocity of the fall caused him to tumble violently and score his face on a rock.
After that traumatic experience, Milkwort developed a sudden fear of all dragons and flying. He no longer wanted his own dragon or to become a Viking. His father tried many times to change his son’s mind and grew frustrated at Milkwort’s often hysterical resistance. Muddring left the household for another long expedition, hoping his son will be healed by the time he got back. In that time, Rosemary helped Milkwort relax and overcome his fear of all dragons in general by having him help her breed the small dragons she had. She could not bring him out of his aversion of bigger dragons and flying, though she did introduce him to more relaxing pastimes like doing household chores. During this time, Milkwort would wander off alone, always away from the forest, to just think. The sunlight and the flowers of the field he strolled on helped him relax and he enjoyed watching the colorful bugs and birds fly by. He started to draw them, then write about them. These became his new hobbies to replace the dreams he once had of becoming a Viking and flying dragons.
His father came back months later critically wounded and was forced to retire due to a harsh blow to the chest that left him with cardiac irregularities. Much to Muddring’s dismay, his son was not healed but in fact had gotten worse and turned into a complete softy while he was away. He desperately tried to turn his son away from such sissy interests and back to the road to becoming a Viking. Milkwort was no longer interested in that, though, and found his calling in studying nature and collecting herbs in the forest—of which going in he had managed to overcome his fear.
When Milkwort turned 16, his father left unannounced for days and came back suddenly with a most unwanted birthday present. He had caught a Hideous Zippleback that he wanted Milkwort to train with and ride. Milkwort wanted nothing to do with the dragon, but persistence from his father and repetitive comparisons to the famous Hiccup left him too weak-willed to argue any longer and he reluctantly accepted the dragon.
Now Milkwort is forced to go everywhere with his new unwanted companion and even after a few months the two have yet to even remotely start to like each other. If anything, having J-B around only makes Milkwort more stressed than he already is living with his dad’s high expectations. The two heads of the dragon often bicker, but they always agree when it’s the right time to start picking on Milkwort and drive him crazy. Milkwort wants desperately to find a terra dragon to catch for himself so that he can get rid of J-B forever and never have to worry about flying again.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:
-Rosemary (Mother; Small Dragon Breeder)- A sweet but humbled woman who lives the peaceful life that Milkwort only wishes he could, too. She works as a breeder at home of small dragons like Terrible Terrors and sells them once they’re old enough to be kept as pets. She’s the one person Milkwort will turn to when he’s troubled and the only one who he’ll ever tell the entire truth to. She’ll give in comforting words, but rarely will she step up in defense of her son’s plight against Muddring.
-Muddring (Father; Retired Viking)- A once-Viking who was forced into retirement after receiving a serious blow to the chest that left him with a sensitive heart condition. If gotten too excited, his heart will beat irregularly and leave him prone to a heart attack. Therefore, he keeps an eerie calm even when angered, which will often come off as more intimidating than if he just yelled. He’s a big man even in retirement, refusing to allow himself to become lazy and out of shape and exercising regularly. He’s very proud and wants nothing more than to see his son following in his footsteps and become a famous Viking like the great Hiccup was.
WEAPON OF CHOICE:
A big and heavy silver flail, along with small daggers in his belt
DRAGON NAME: Jerk and Bully (J-B)
DRAGON TYPE: Hideous Zippleback
DRAGON PERSONALITY:
Jerk and Bully are two mean and nasty heads who love nothing more than to tease the hell out of Milkwort. They were captured unwillingly by Muddring and the only reason they stay with Milkwort is because his father threatened to tie their heads together to a tree for a week if they ever tried to run away. Though they are forced to stay, they certainly are not going to miss a chance to have fun anyway. Too intimidated to do Muddring wrong, they instead seek revenge on Milkwort and make every moment he spends with them a living nightmare. Jerk is often the more aggressive of the two heads and will pick Milkwort up suddenly by the shirt and drop him on his bum. Bully prefers to take a less indiscreet approach and will trip Milkwort with their tail when he’s walking by. Though the heads are always on the same side when teasing Milkwort, they often bicker otherwise and are prone to starting a loud ruckus of aimless shrieking at one another.
DRAGON TECHNIQUES:
Bully emits the gas and Jerk lights it. It’s unknown whether or not they’re a good flier, as Milkwort has yet to ride them. They’re swift and agile, however, even on land, and can use their split tail to whip at foes and snap at enemies suddenly.
KEYWORD IN RULES: Toothless
ALIAS: Milk or, less preferably, Wort
AGE: 16
GENDER: Male
STANDING: Viking-in-training
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
LIKES:
-Peace
-Cooking
-Company
-Flowers
-Books
DISLIKES:
-Fighting
-Loud noises
-Being alone
-Big dragons
STRENGTHS:
-He often puts a lot of thought into something before he does it, thus giving him strategies and backup plans.
-He is very organized.
-He can do just about any household thing from cooking and washing clothes to dressing wounds and nursing baby dragons.
-He’s very attentive to his surroundings and has a wide knowledge of different plants and herbs.
WEAKNESSES:
-He is terribly afraid of flying and refuses to do it.
-He’s unable to defend himself in an argument and submits to ridicule without rebuttal.
-He is easily intimidated, which causes him to lose sight of common sense and freeze in place.
-He has rather poor eyesight and has to wear glasses, though sometimes he doesn’t to avoid being made fun of.
FEARS:
-Flying
-Disappointing his father
-Trying new or dangerous things
-Becoming an outcast
AMBITIONS:
-To make his father proud
-To be able to stand up for himself
-To write a book about nature not involving dragons
-To catch his own dragon to replace J-B
SECRETS:
-He’s thought of running away several times but has never been able to muster up enough courage to go through with it.
-He likes to keep his more feminine side a secret from others, like whenever he thinks a flower or butterfly is pretty or how he enjoys doing household chores with his mother.
PERSONALITY:
Milkwort is a weak-willed and rather timid boy who lacks the courage necessary to being able to truly make himself happy. Because he is easily submissive and hates to argue, he rarely takes control of his own life or shows any sense of authority for himself in front of his father. His personal dreams go unheard to the ears of his father, so he’s learned to simply deal with what comes his way that’s beyond his willing control. However, this often leaves him fearful of the future, as he knows his father wants him to be a dragon rider and that is something he can never see himself being able to do.
Milk is really a very gentle boy who hates fighting and conflict altogether and wants nothing to do with it. He enjoys the peaceful side of life and is happiest when he can relax in a sunny field of grass and flowers. He also enjoys doing household chores and assisting his mother with caring for newborn dragons. He also hates being alone and any kind of company is enough to make him happy, even if it’s a little butterfly. However, because he fears ridicule and has very little in common with most of the other teenagers in Berk his age, he’s not very close to too many people and thus is often without human company. Writing is his favorite hobby and he likes most to write about anything in nature that’s not dragons. Though he raises small dragons with his mother whenever she needs his help, he isn’t very fond of them and part of him wishes the legend of Hiccup had never occurred and Vikings still fought with dragons rather than rode upon them.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:
Milkwort is rather small and scrawny, especially in comparison to most other Vikings. Not everyone sees this as a bad thing, though, especially his father, who often compares his physique to that of Hiccup’s and thinks it means he’ll succeed in a way similar to the hero. Due to rarely going out to doing exciting and dangerous things and preferring to relax, he lacks muscle mass and physical strength. He’s a lean boy with a small figure and a body that lacks the potential needed to becoming good Viking.
Milkwort wears glasses with thin rims over his eyes whenever he is home or relaxing alone somewhere. He’ll often take them off when walking amid the town or meeting with someone, as they embarrass him. His eyesight without them isn’t terrible, but it’s certainly more comfortable and less dizzying when they’re on. His hair is flat and reaches down to his ears and casts a small shadow over his eyes. It’s light brown in color, almost blonde, and almost always straight and neat. On his face is a clean but noticeable scar that leads from the back of his jaw up to his cheek.
He wears commonplace clothing whenever he’s not training or his father isn’t around. A light shirt and shorts usually meet his fancy when relaxing in the field and writing. When it’s particularly cold out, he’ll wear a small fur vest over a sweater and pants. When training, his has to wear his father’s old uniform, which consists of a heavy chest plate that hangs over the shoulders, a helmet, boots that are too large for him, and a large belt that possesses pockets to hold daggers and other small weaponry. His father also gave him a silver flail that Milkwort can barely pick up, let alone swing properly.
HISTORY:
Milkwort is the only son of the Cyclops household and experienced an uncomplicated birth and early childhood. He grew up as a youngster under his father’s influence and fed off of the stories he was told about the exciting adventures Vikings lived every day. He wanted nothing more than to grow up to be a Viking just like his father, who wasn’t retired at that time. Muddring left the house a lot for weeks at a time to go on hunting expeditions and battles. He always came back proud and successful, only further inspiring Milkwort to dream of growing up to be just like him. Up until Milkwort turned 10, he was adventurous, brave, mischievous, and bold. He would run off into the forest to pretend to hunt animals and challenge every kid in Berk. He made his father proud, who saw himself in his son and was sure he’d grow up to be a great Viking. Milkwort also loved dragons and even tried to ride a few sometimes.
That’s how everything changed when he turned 10. Milkwort wanted a dragon of his own desperately and his father had promised him one for his 10th birthday. Muddring went off into the forest to find one by himself, but Milkwort was too impatient and went to follow him. He came across a wild dragon after a while and was so excited that he immediately went to crawl on its back. The dragon was a full grown Night Fury and had been sleeping. Waking up to feel something on its back startled it and it immediately took to the sky. Milkwort held on for dear life as the dragon flew erratically through the sky, trying to shake off whatever was clinging to its back. Finally Milkwort’s grip weakened and he fell off. Luckily, he was only six feet from the ground at that very moment, but the velocity of the fall caused him to tumble violently and score his face on a rock.
After that traumatic experience, Milkwort developed a sudden fear of all dragons and flying. He no longer wanted his own dragon or to become a Viking. His father tried many times to change his son’s mind and grew frustrated at Milkwort’s often hysterical resistance. Muddring left the household for another long expedition, hoping his son will be healed by the time he got back. In that time, Rosemary helped Milkwort relax and overcome his fear of all dragons in general by having him help her breed the small dragons she had. She could not bring him out of his aversion of bigger dragons and flying, though she did introduce him to more relaxing pastimes like doing household chores. During this time, Milkwort would wander off alone, always away from the forest, to just think. The sunlight and the flowers of the field he strolled on helped him relax and he enjoyed watching the colorful bugs and birds fly by. He started to draw them, then write about them. These became his new hobbies to replace the dreams he once had of becoming a Viking and flying dragons.
His father came back months later critically wounded and was forced to retire due to a harsh blow to the chest that left him with cardiac irregularities. Much to Muddring’s dismay, his son was not healed but in fact had gotten worse and turned into a complete softy while he was away. He desperately tried to turn his son away from such sissy interests and back to the road to becoming a Viking. Milkwort was no longer interested in that, though, and found his calling in studying nature and collecting herbs in the forest—of which going in he had managed to overcome his fear.
When Milkwort turned 16, his father left unannounced for days and came back suddenly with a most unwanted birthday present. He had caught a Hideous Zippleback that he wanted Milkwort to train with and ride. Milkwort wanted nothing to do with the dragon, but persistence from his father and repetitive comparisons to the famous Hiccup left him too weak-willed to argue any longer and he reluctantly accepted the dragon.
Now Milkwort is forced to go everywhere with his new unwanted companion and even after a few months the two have yet to even remotely start to like each other. If anything, having J-B around only makes Milkwort more stressed than he already is living with his dad’s high expectations. The two heads of the dragon often bicker, but they always agree when it’s the right time to start picking on Milkwort and drive him crazy. Milkwort wants desperately to find a terra dragon to catch for himself so that he can get rid of J-B forever and never have to worry about flying again.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:
-Rosemary (Mother; Small Dragon Breeder)- A sweet but humbled woman who lives the peaceful life that Milkwort only wishes he could, too. She works as a breeder at home of small dragons like Terrible Terrors and sells them once they’re old enough to be kept as pets. She’s the one person Milkwort will turn to when he’s troubled and the only one who he’ll ever tell the entire truth to. She’ll give in comforting words, but rarely will she step up in defense of her son’s plight against Muddring.
-Muddring (Father; Retired Viking)- A once-Viking who was forced into retirement after receiving a serious blow to the chest that left him with a sensitive heart condition. If gotten too excited, his heart will beat irregularly and leave him prone to a heart attack. Therefore, he keeps an eerie calm even when angered, which will often come off as more intimidating than if he just yelled. He’s a big man even in retirement, refusing to allow himself to become lazy and out of shape and exercising regularly. He’s very proud and wants nothing more than to see his son following in his footsteps and become a famous Viking like the great Hiccup was.
WEAPON OF CHOICE:
A big and heavy silver flail, along with small daggers in his belt
DRAGON NAME: Jerk and Bully (J-B)
DRAGON TYPE: Hideous Zippleback
DRAGON PERSONALITY:
Jerk and Bully are two mean and nasty heads who love nothing more than to tease the hell out of Milkwort. They were captured unwillingly by Muddring and the only reason they stay with Milkwort is because his father threatened to tie their heads together to a tree for a week if they ever tried to run away. Though they are forced to stay, they certainly are not going to miss a chance to have fun anyway. Too intimidated to do Muddring wrong, they instead seek revenge on Milkwort and make every moment he spends with them a living nightmare. Jerk is often the more aggressive of the two heads and will pick Milkwort up suddenly by the shirt and drop him on his bum. Bully prefers to take a less indiscreet approach and will trip Milkwort with their tail when he’s walking by. Though the heads are always on the same side when teasing Milkwort, they often bicker otherwise and are prone to starting a loud ruckus of aimless shrieking at one another.
DRAGON TECHNIQUES:
Bully emits the gas and Jerk lights it. It’s unknown whether or not they’re a good flier, as Milkwort has yet to ride them. They’re swift and agile, however, even on land, and can use their split tail to whip at foes and snap at enemies suddenly.
KEYWORD IN RULES: Toothless
