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The Dragon Rider (prologue)*Airburst's PoV* The human world looked so hollow to me. For such a long time in my life, humans were battling against the dragons. I don't know why, but from how it looked, it was because of their population. I listened carefully to the humans when they said something like 'airplane', 'jet plane', even this funny word, 'helicopter' made me chuckle. I even saw how young some kids are, and get bullied, but as much as I wanted to help the victim, I was hearing this 'Area 51' that sounded like a slaughterhouse to me. I still walked alone on the small street, until I heard screaming around a corner ahead of me. I moved quietly to the source to see a tall human male in dark 'clothes' pinning a small human female with long 'blonde hair' up against the wall.
"Nothin' left on ya?" He said, his voice deep. I moved closer to the bully: I've had enough of these creatures killing themselves for something that can be given to them later. I slowly approached the male until I clos
Winds of Fire (Preview) Megan saw Nightwing stand before her: his long, silky mane blowing in the wind. His violet eyes staring down at her from his small head high up on his slender, smooth neck. He then lowered his head down to Megan. He sniffed at her, while her silk dress cloth fluttered in the light breeze.
"Wanna go for a run?" Megan asked. The tall stallion nodded excitedly, letting out a neigh. "Okay", she said before coming around to his left side. She was a bit scared. She was only five feet tall and 10 inches, while the strong horse's back in front of her was a bit higher than her. Megan then placed her hands on Nightwing's back, feeling his slick coat. How can I get on his back with the silk on, she asked herself. Then, as if the stallion was reading her thoughts, swung his head around and lifted up underneath her dress cloth.
"Trying to help, I see?" She asked in a playful tone. the stallion snorted as if he were saying, "Just climb on". She then jumped, then felt Nightwing'
How I came up with Firetron the Hedgehog/EnderhogSince some people are being @$$holes, I had to post this, since I don't want anyone whining about how my FC's are *mockingly* Recolors. *angrily* If you don't like it, then Shut the fck up, and get the fck out!
How I came up with Firetron was from an old humanoid Cyborg version of myself. Two of them. Once I watched ScrewAttack's DEATH BATTLE: Starscream vs. Rainbow Dash, that's when I had to make a new form; one that wouldn't make me look like a freak in front of her. I looked at Shadow, then Sonic, and Silver the Hedgehog. I thought about having a character with Shadow's Head, arms, and legs with Sonic's ears, muzzle, belly, and shoe design, with Silver's Psychic markings on both sides of his hands.
At first it went well, but then people referred him as a recolor, so I had to think of a way to change his physical appearance. It wasn't after my first hand-drawn sketch was when I thought up of his new quill design. The quills were to be pointed inward with the stripes
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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