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Post by Flame on Apr 11, 2011 19:36:58 GMT -8
HATCHING. I’m not gonna write a post, but this is the hatching thread. Mirrath called everyone, it’s in the middle of the day (Every gets to drop EVERYTHING to come out.) Weather’s starting to look stormy. Have fun.
Eggs:
Black Night Egg Hatched: Black Hatchling Dullarth, Weyrling: Jazz
Heathan Egg Rocking
Wild Fields Egg Hatched: Red Hatchling Neth, Weyrling: M'lor
Demon Spawn Egg Wobbling
Stormy Egg Hatched Green Hatchling Name Unknown. Weyrling; Seryven
Flower Egg Hatched: Gold Hatchling Mizenth, Weyrling: Remi
Babbling Brook Egg Still
Hurricain Egg Hatched: Green Hatchling Queloth, Weyrling: Erela
Explotion of Love Egg still
Bottom of the Pit Egg Hatched: Black Hatchling Hadeth; Weyrling:Zyika
Fire of Joy Egg still |
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Post by andros on Apr 12, 2011 9:47:17 GMT -8
Erela was in the barracks when she got the message and ran down to the sands with robe in hand. She saw that one other girl had arrived and looked around waiting to see what would happen. The young woman held her breath and watched as eggs started to rock. When she looked around and preyed that she was chosen or found worthy by a dragon. It had been a dream for a long time to ride a dragon and it made no difference the color just that she wanted to have one. While she quickly put on the robe that was in her hand and pulled her hair back of not wanting it to get in the way.
The eggs we're rocking and her attention turned to those with warm thoughts in her head. She wanted to have warm welcoming thoughts with the eggs and hopefully it would lead to impression. Erela hoped that the others would arrive soon and that no dragons would go in between. It was a curious nature to see what would come of a brown and a gold with a smile she waited with anticipation. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and it continued to make her breath hard.
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Post by andros on Apr 12, 2011 10:13:21 GMT -8
Melor walked confidently down to the sands with his robe and looked there we're only girls present. He had to question whether he was the only boy to stand on the sands and looked onward. The candidate put on the robe and then tied while smiling at the girls. His air of confidence was apparent and smiled at them. It was only one type of dragon that would do for him and hoped in his mind that he got it. His eyes skimmed over the dragon eggs with a smile then waited for them to start hatching.
He had to smile at least there would be plenty of girls to get to know at the lessons. Melor always was confident and knew that he would impress. The young man started to wait as the hot sands was starting to come through the boots and smiled at the nearest girl. When one near him seemed to be shaking more then the others he waited and put out confident welcoming thoughts there was no fear in him.
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Post by Flame on Apr 12, 2011 12:04:40 GMT -8
The storm had yet to break when three of the candidates made it onto the sands. Mirrath cooed, and waited, as Lilly put each candidate in his or her place. Just as Malor came about Xilan slipped in, dressed in the garb he was sapposed to be wearing. Lilly nodded to the healer boy and pointed out his place. He just wanted a dragon, color didn’t matter. Wild Fields Egg took this chance to explode, going from still to… well… a little red dragon, who hissed just as the rain started to fall. He growled, and lashed up at the rain, trying to get rid of it. GO AWAY!!!! he hiss for all to hear. He thrashed wacking into the Flower Egg, which rocked, and fell on it’s side, cracking open, but it was to dark to see what was inside. The red turned to sniff it, then roared at it. It was a violent one, and with that roar it turned to glance at Mirrath, and hooted, before bounding over to one of the males. Not the Healer though. He jumped up on his, knocking him over. I am Neth, you are M'lor. You are mine. Now take me to food before I starve. The two queen’s were up in the hights with there rider, Lokin. The both grumbled though Dianath like the spirit of that little red. He was feirse.
It was that moment that the Flower egg finished cracking. A gold! She was small, and disoriented, which wasn’t a good thing it seemd, as she knocked into two other eggs, trying to figure out how to get her wings out from under her feet. She squaked, but didn’t speak, nor did she look for hers.
The Stormy Egg took this moment to split apart. A green was standing there, chittering angrily. Mine! Seryven! Where are you? asked the baby dragon as the rain was getting worse. She whimpered softly as she looked around for hers. MINE!!! She didn’t want to move, though the gold had finally got her feet under her, and had nuzzledher softly.
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Post by Flame on Apr 12, 2011 12:09:42 GMT -8
Stormy Egg
Name: Jelmanth
Weyrling’s Name: Seryven
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Green
Hex Code: 008B45
Description: Jelmanth has a crooked right front foot, which gives her an awkward gate, but she doesn’t seem to notice. Everything else about her is perfect, even her deep forest green color. This green will never be a fighting dragon. When the time comes she will refuse the Firestone, and will become one of the greens who can clutch. Much like her Silver/White, and Gold sisters she will never breath fire, but she will mate for life. When it comes time for her to Fly she will call to one male and one male only. Her body is slightly plump, and she’ll never lose it her size is medium, neither a large green, nor a small.
Personality: Calm, relaxed, motherly are just three words that describe Jelmanth. Everything about her says mother. She loves children, and can be found often with the young ones. She like her brother Plalleth, will easily be able to find Rider’s to Be with great ease. Flying is her favorite thing, and will take her rider up, or go herself, and like the rest of her color very acrobatic. She will be a hard female to catch and will put any male chasing after her through his paces. She’s flirty, and has a short attention span.
Wild Fields Egg
Name: Neth
Weyrling’s Name: Melor
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Red
Hex Code: FF0000
Description: Neth is a large red (which means medium green sized), and he’s streatched a bit. His eyes aren’t shaped like a dragons, but more like a cat’s or humans. A pupil can be seen on this handsom fellow. His color is clean, and sharp, his beauty is well known. His hide seems to sparkle in the light, and no matter how dirty or scared this dragon will get his hides beauty will always come through.
Personality: Neth is arrogant. He only cares for him and His. Anyone else can go to Hell. He knows he’s beautiful and he loves it. He has a great deal of Pride. Neth is spiteful of any who are not his own and anything he claims as his is HIS, no one else can have a claim, child, or adult, he doesn’t know how to share. He’s a lazy beast who loves to laze in the sun. He had a wicked temper and nearly anything can arouse it. He is loving to those he cares about, and protective. His rider will have to deal with him carefully.
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Post by kyra on Apr 12, 2011 12:27:47 GMT -8
Zyika ran to the sands. She was working in the kitchens when she heard of the hatching that was taking place. She couldn't miss it, she didn't want to miss perhaps her only chance to impress. She felt grateful that Darkened Weyr allowed her to stand for their second clutch. She had missed the first clutch since she had been too busy in the sands. But from what she understood no dragon went in between so that meant her dragon was not there.
Her eyes widened as she finally made it to the sands, there were three hatchlings out already, the Green seemed to be looking for someone but who? The red had already impressed and the Gold was helping the Green. Her eyes were wide with fear for the little Green, would the dragon go inbetween since she is missing hers? She heard the Green's voice calling for Seryven. Where is Seryven?
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Post by Flame on Apr 12, 2011 17:01:21 GMT -8
The Black Night Egg Split open, and there was a Black. She shook herself hard, spraying water, and egg goop everywhere. Her hide was dull, as if she was not shined up. Her eyes searched, and found… Jazz. She snorted, and with perfect elegance walked straight towards her’s. not even blinking when she had to dodge another egg falling. She stopped before the girl. I am Dullarth. And You are Jazz. To fill the belly is to make one happy. She said her voice chirping slightly.
Mirrath hummed as she watched. The Weyrleader was Late, but he was there, his eyes locked on the gold. Galeth had been pushed away by other bronzes, and browns, and couldn’t get close to the twin golds, who growled at him. The Bottom of the Pit egg started to rock and then split open, showing… Another Black. She was large. Her hide was crips and clear, and she screamed at the sky, surprised at the rain. She bobbed her head, and looked around, locking eyes on hers, and moving forward, again with the elegance. I am Hadeth, You are mine, Zyika. Lets get ourselves out of this evil rain.
With that yet another egg split open. The Hurrican Egg enclosed a Green, who popped out and landed on hers Erela. Queloth, is my name, You are mine. she said simply. The little gold snorted, and turned around, looking now, almost scared as the first lightning and thunder split the sky, making all the hatchlings jump. MINE! Remi!!!! Help me! It’s scary! Cried the gold, shaking badly. Mirrath’s head came around and nuzzled the little thing. Sh. It’s ok. She’s right there. She nudged Remi towards the gold. Lilly sighed. Yay. Another gold and rider to watch.
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Post by Flame on Apr 12, 2011 17:02:59 GMT -8
Bottom of the Pit Egg
Name: Hadeth (Said Hades, only with a TH instead of an S.)
Weyrling’s Name: Zyika
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Black
Hex Code: 080808
Description: Hadeth is a beautiful black. Small of her kind, she’s as large the largest Gold. She is graceful with her movements, and easily can be placed with the other elegant blacks. She’s well built, and not over musculed, or slim, just normal. She is a fighting black, and with her great hide she can hid in the night.
Personality: Hadeth is nothing like her God Namesake. Cruelty is nothing in this beautiful black dragon. She prefers to be safe, and warm in her Weyr, with a good, silver/white, bronze, or brown by her side. (She refuses Reds because they are to small for her large size). She has no arrogance, she has no true hatred in her body. She does love talking to children, and teenagers, and can find easily a Rider to Be. A good dragon for keeping Candidate’s calm, or Weyrlings, she and her Rider would belong keeping such people inline. She has an innate way of reading and calming emotions.
Hurricane Egg
Name: Queloth
Weyrling’s Name: Erela
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Green
Hex Code: 6E8B3D
Description: Queloth is a small green. A normal dark green color covers her hide, and she’s normal. Nothing to large or to big. Nothing streatched. Unlike many of her clutch she’s slim, and ‘perfect’. She is a fighting green, and can do many acrobatics that other greens can, her small size making it hard for her to have much endurance, and tends towards swift attacks.
Personality: Queloth is smart. That’s the first thing you notice. Her eyes watch you, size you up, and figuring out exactly what you are up to. Her mind is always caught in a puzzle or riddle, or a higher problem. She has simple needs that are easily met. She choses a mate for life, but she won’t miss him if he leaves, and she’s not that picky about if he’s red or silver, she doesn’t care.
Name: Mizenth
Weyrling’s Name: Remi
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Gold
Hex Code: DAA520
Description: This queen is long and lanky, as if she was streached. Her colors are smooth, and beautiful. Everypart of her is beauty. She won’t end up being the largest of golds, but she will be one of the most graceful. For now her legs, wings, and tail are to long for her and she’s a bit of a klutz. When she grows she’ll catch everyone’s eye, no matter your preference. She will hold everyone’s eye, no matter what. Her color shows even in dark light, much like her fellow silver sisters and brothers. She’s got a lisp and often has trouble mind talking with it. She tends more towards emotions than words.
Personality: She’s a flirty dragon, but can get serious in a blink. She doesn’t care about her status, and tends to treat everyone as equal, asking her fellow dragons to do things, never ordering them. She knows her self very well, and tends to blurt out what she’s feeling to everyone. She’s friendly, and playful, always willing to go for a swim, even with a lowly red or green. She loves to chat with anyone, and will, often going against her rider’s orders to talk. She can’t tell a lie and never will. She’s to sweet for this, though she’s determined, and will do many things to get what she wants. She’s smart and always wanting to help other’s, even going over her own rider to help someone. She’s self-less in many ways, but around clutching time she’s not likely to be nice. Snappy and rude, this is a very bad time to argue with Mizenth.
Black Night Egg
Name: Dullarth
Weyrling’s Name: Jazz
Birthdate: Late Spring 2565
Color: black
Hex Code: 2E2E2E
Description: Sleak and long Dullarth is a dull (pun not intended) black dragon. Everything about her is streamlined, and beautiful. She’s longer than normal, and like her clutchling fellow Fayth is slightly twisted, and stretched. Her wings are large, and so is hear head, but she still has a grace about her that screams elegance. It seems to be a trait of the blacks. Her hight is normal (for a black).
Personality: Dullarth is calm, and discreet. She’s quick of mind, and perfectly willing to take anyone to ask for their ideas. She loves’ playing Devils Advocate, and will be useful for any problem anyone has. She’s a lover of riddles, and often speaks in them, leaving other’s to figure it out. She’s slick, and her rider will have to be as fast as her to keep up with her, and keep her out of trouble. The dragon has no control over her mouth and will just blurt out what ever she’s thinking. (which is useful at times). She’s always willing to chat with anyone, rider or not, dragon or not.
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Post by sanyo on Apr 12, 2011 18:15:01 GMT -8
Walking onto the Sands, Seryven couldn't help but see the rain as a bad sign. Though it seemed, right off the bat, he found himself being called out onto the Sands by a dark, forest green dragonet that seemed to be frightened by the weather. "Calm yourself, beautiful one," he shouted as he moved out onto the Sands toward the dragonet. She seemed horribly frightened and he wondered if he would even really be able to get her off the Sands. "Come now my little one . . . Let's get off these Sands and under some cover!" he shouted once more, reaching out to his dragonet.
She was hesitant, though within a matter of moments, she was trotting over to Seryven, showing off that something was wrong with her front foot. I am your Jelmanth and you are my S'ven. I'm so hungry and don't like this weather. Lets go to this covering you speak of! she informed him, looking up at him with such eyes that they caused him to start to tear up.
Arriving just in the nick of time, I'zon had everything set out and ready for the second batch of dragonets to hatch. Once the first ones began to hatch and Impress, he was ready, standing at the covering with oil and food ready and waiting.
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Post by kyra on Apr 12, 2011 19:02:20 GMT -8
Zyika's eyes scanned over to where she heard the scream. A gorgeous Black stood there, but then made her way forward to Zyika. I am Hadeth, You are mine, Zyika. Lets get ourselves out of this evil rain. Zyika smiled brightly, "Come dear one let's get out somewhere nice a dry." She said before looking over to see where everyone elsee was going. They were heading to here there was food, which meant Zyika better head there as well. After all Hadeth must be hungry as well.
Of course I am hungry, come Mine. Hadeth responded as she walked with such grace heading towards the food with Zyika right beside her. Not much was known about Blacks, but what was for sure was that there was at least one adult black and she was big so that meant Hadeth would grow to be big as well.
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Post by andros on Apr 13, 2011 9:22:05 GMT -8
Melor watched as a red dragon hatched and even knocked over another egg. He looked at the dragon that introduced himself as Neth and was red with a temper to match his temper. The young man smiled at his dragon then held out a hand and petted him. "You definatley have a fire," said Melor as he looked at the dragon then lead him over to where there we're buckets of meat waiting for them. The young men feed meat to the dragon and just marveled at his. He loved him already and no matter the temper could handle the red dragon. It was just the perfect match because he needed someone that was strong and who could handle anything. The two of them would be great in the air one day and would go after those green dragons.
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Erela was watching as a gold and red egg hatched then a green dragon hatched. She watched as a green impressed to her then said, "I'm Queloth. The woman walked over to her then said, "You are beautiful mine," then lead her over to get something to eat. When she went over to a bucket then started to feed chuncks of meat to Erela and smiled at her. It was a true blessing to get a green dragon and now would be able to fight thread one day. "I can't believe your here I've been waiting," said Erela as she looked at her new green.
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Post by Flame on Apr 13, 2011 10:10:28 GMT -8
The green watched again with pride as the hatching went quickly. It seemed that two eggs at least weren’t going to hatch. She was sad about that, but maybe the next batch would all hatch. She continued to hum as two more eggs took the stage.
The Babbling Brook Egg decided to take this moment to crack, and a small dragon snout could be seen, then lighting cracked across the sky and the nose disapearned. Then with a roar the egg shattered, and there stood a silver. As large as any bronze, he snorted, waving his head back and forth, searching. Then he locked eyes with Xilan, and moved forward easily, his gate smooth. I am Carenath, You are X’lan. Lets go eat, and get out of this rain. X’lan blinked as he looked at the baby dragon. His dragon. All… Alright. Come on Carenath he said, moving past the other dragons the silver locked to his side.
The Explotion of Love Egg was nowhere near as exciting. It just kind of popped open, and there was a brown. Or at least it could be a brown. He had black stripes, and seemed almost… tigerlike. He bounced up a bit, as the thunder startled him, then he suddenly bounded straight for Nix, and knocked her over. Nix mine! I am Tiggerouth! Lets go go go, get out out out, of this terrible horrible rain, and find food food food! he was obviously hyper and bounched off of her and started to bound around her, excited.
Mirrath could see that no more eggs were going to hatch and touched sadly the Fire of joy egg and the Heathan Egg. I am sorry. she whispered to them, only Lilly was able to hear. The green KNEW that no living forms were in the eggs. She lifted her head and roared. Return into the Weyr. The eggs have all hatched. she called to the rest Occ// Alright guys. Add your dragons to your candidates and we’ll put them in the Accepted Weyrlings. Thank you. |
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Post by Flame on Apr 13, 2011 10:10:52 GMT -8
Explosion of Love Egg
Name: Tigerouth
Weyrling’s Name: Nix
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Brown with black like stripes
Hex Code: FFA54F (Stripes are 000000)
Description:Tigerouth is a medium brown, but his hide is an odd color. It’s a deep deep brown, almost reddish, with blackesk stripes starting at his back ridges and going down towards his belly. On his wings they fade as they go towards the back of the wing. Where it gets light, a very very light brown. The underside of his belly is also a light brown. The black stripes go all the way down to the tips of his tail and the rest of him is built lightly, almost… well tigerlike (for those of us who actually KNOW what a tiger looks like: aka, no one on pern will have an idea about what he looks like, beyond exotic.). Everything about this dragon is streamlined, just like his namesake. He does have the ability to catch a queen, and any children of his WILL have that tiger like pattern.
Personality: His actions are very hyper. Tigger like almost. He’s always bouncing off the walls, and chattering away. He loves flying, and just can’t get enough of the gorgeous greens, blacks, silver/whites, and golds. A flirt is just one way to describe this beauty. Tigerouth is a dangerous dragon when angered. Like many of his clutch he’s not afraid to take a swipe at a human who’s being an idiot. Independence is important for this great dragon and he needs his space, though if you leave him alone for to long he’ll sulk. He’s high maintenance, but it’s worth it for the loyalty, and love you will receive.
Babbling Brook Egg
Name: Carenath
Weyrling’s Name: Xilan
Birthdate: Late Spring 2656
Color: Silver
Hex Code: F7F7F7
Description: Carenath is a large silver Male. His color is of the purest silver and his build is a large bronze, or a small Queen. His wings are large for him, but they are graceful. Like most Silver/White dragons he’s got grace only one of them can have. His beauty is often watched by many a female (and male). Dragons and Humans alike will love this beauty and he’s good friends with every Darkened Weyr Firelizard, and will always be covered in them except when he’s flying.
Personality: Carenath is a calm dragon. A father figure to many, he watches over them all with a knowing eye. As one of the oldest of his half clutch he’s quite brave, and giving. As brave as any brown or bronze, he loves to fly and dodge. He’ll be amazing when flying thread, or at the Spring Games. His attitude is that, what will come, will come. He’s a loving dragon, who will do as his rider asks.
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