*race: Mixed breed: Midnight dragon (Blackdragon & Stardragon) (her personality is very much like a copper's)
*age: unknown
*alliance: Chaotic Nutral
~Description:
Her scales were blue as a winters night, often mistaken for black. The scales on the back of her head were longer and thinner than the rest, almost like hair, pitch-black in color. Pearls and feathers are tied into her hair, mostly for decoration,but having protective powers as well. Three poisionus sharp spikes were hidden within her 'hair', often just raised when angered, frightend or surprized. The poision would cause painfull death to most all creatues, but to stronger creatues (that were probibly immune to poision or such) the poision would only cause a temporary deep sleep or paralize. The blood that runs through her wains is acid, red in color like in most others, and is also the only known antidote to the poision in her spikes,though the acid might probibly also kill the victem. The color of her eyes often changed color depending on emotions, often showing colors of green, brown, black and seablue. She had a pair of strong wings on her back that were made for flight, the webbing between the 'fingers' of her wings were a bit lighter color than her scales, showing clearly the shade of blue. On the tip of her tail there is a double edged blade whitch can open and close like scisors, sharp enough to cut through stone easily. She is immune to poision and acid, and favors poisions drinks, not only for its taste, but beliving that posion sharpens the wits. In anthro form she has a raptor-like claw in each foot.
She does not remember her past well, remembering slowly, peice by peice, writing them down like dreams.
She is also a shapeshifter, but does not use that abbility as often as she used to. She absorbs DNA by touching and through blood, or other such ways. When she shifts form, she does not become the one she resived the DNA from, but becomes the same species, as unique as no two fingerprints are the same.
She has also the abbility to create and close portals, calling herself a portal jumper. The portals are gates between worlds and dimentions, and sometimes through time, though it is rare. She usually uses these powers of hers as a way of escape, and sometimes jumped often in a row, forgetting her way back. In her mind she forms a map of worlds and portals, having to consintrate to be able to use that map of hers correctly. She rearly jumps far, for fear of loosing her way back. She is still learning to controle this abbility correctly and more easily, trying to make the fear of getting lost bother her anymore.
She is trying to find herself, what she herself wants, beliving she is on the right corse to find what she seaks. She is trying to get rid of the mask she has always carried, always hid behind and rearly showing her true meaning, her true thoughts and emotions. A smile so bright that it often hurt, often feeling the sadness of feeling alone and not understood, never finding true understanding, fearing that others would never understand, they rearly do. She finally found confort and understanding, not long ago, as well as love, helping her to find herself, slowly. First to find herself and then to show the world what she found.
Likes: She likes the rain and storms, even if its just to stay inside and listen to the winds roar and the rain falling hard on the window.
Scorpions and basilisk blood (as well as other poisionus drinks), to make new friends and to talk, to tempt (its complicated, but feels good),
Dislikes: To be shouted and screamed at for lil or no reason at all, when she is in the middle of a fight feeling powerless and useless, being angry and annoyed (and its hard to make her feel that way, or it might depend on the moment), nasty lil thoughts in her head (for hiding them),
Hoards: like most dragons, she collects/hoards items that she likes. gem-stones (all colors, violet favored), skulls (mostly animal skulls and other beasts), shrunken/dried heads (mostly dried human heads, with skin like leather and long hair), pictures (either gifts or made by herself, framed in and keeps it in her hoard with the rest).
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erotic, not exotic... fruits are exotic
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