Mylo: [Splashes Jayson] You're just scared.

Me: Mylo!

Mylo: What?

Cat-Dragon: You are so late.

Me: I've been busy!!

Cat-Dragon:

Me: And sleep-deprived.

Cat-Dragon: Your own fault.

Me: Not really.

Ionas: Will you two stop arguing?? *falls on top of Firath*

Cannon-Ball: Oh I'm not thinking about injuring Jayson... I AM injuring Jayson! *grabs Jayson in her claws and flies away with him*

Me:

Cat-Dragon: @Chayn - You know that line "I'm full grown" doesn't make you seem any bigger, right? *pulls wings over self and ignores Chayn's attack* Tell me when you're done throwing your little temper tantrum.

Chayn: [Snarls and spews liquid poison]

Me: Chayn!

Chayn: He started it.

Me - Amanda, I love your dragons.

Thysal - *Snarls and launches after Cannon Ball* I don't!

Firath - Oh boy. *prowls to the water and glides in next to Mylo* Front row viewing. Mind if I join you?

Thysal - *slams into Cannon Ball* You asked for it, Godzilla! *snaps at Cannon Ball's ear and thwacks her with her tail* Release him!

Jayson: "Oi." * struggles to get free, flailing and kicking *

Me: "'Oi?' That's it?"

Jayson: * shrugs *

Me: * grins widely * "Brilliant, AK."

Mylo: [Sniffs Firath, then watches Thysal and Cannon-Ball] Not at all.

Me: @SH and Ceilia - Um... thank you?

Cannon Ball: *doesn't even wince when Thysal slams into her* Puny dragons.

Cat-Dragon: *whirls and breathes fire, evaporating the poison before it hits him* I have the reflexes and flexibility of a cat, little girl. Your poison is pointless.

Ionas: *watches the fights with only minimal interest* We should have a flying contest. Far more interesting... also less dangerous to any humans around, like the authors.

Me: Naw, authors can't be hurt. [Eyes twitches when a dictionary is flung at her head] Excuse me while I go beat up a character.

Mylo: Hate to be the one who threw that. Must've been the assassin.

Me: Most likely.

Chayn: [Leaps into the air and exhales poisonous gases] Try burning this, feline dragon!

Me: Chayn, word of advice: Don't try to call him names. You can't do that well.

Ionas: Still... flying contest? Pleaseeeee?

Cat-Dragon: *beats wings till poisonous gasses drift away harmlessly* Definitely agree with your author... name calling just isn't your talent. Neither is attacking me.

Jayson: * attempt to pinch Cannon Ball's...foot *

Me:

Cannon Ball: ...

Me:

Cannon Ball:

Chayn: [Roars and slashes at Cat-Dragon, but doesn't quite reach him. She circles, slashing at him but always staying out of reach. Her tail drags on the ground, bringing up small dust bunnies]

Mylo: Is there some sort of Plano this approach?

Chayn: Maybe.

Jayson: * bucks and kicks, attempting to break free *

Me:

Cat-Dragon: *blinks sleepily at Chayn's ineffective attacks*

Cannon-Ball: *grins down at Jayson* Humans are such funny creatures. Don't drown now. *dives into water*

Ionas: WHY do you two always have to get into fights??

Me: They're dragons.

Ionas: I don't fight.

Me: You're weird.

Ionas: *glares and jumps into the sky*

Me: Oh wonderful, he sulking. o.o

Chayn: [Springs onto Cat-Dragon,but twists right before she lands and whips her tail at his face]

Me: Please don't decapitate him.

Chayn: The urge...

Me and Mylo: Chayn!

Chayn: [Snorts] I'm kidding!

Cat-Dragon: *ducks under Chayn's tail and it just lightly skims the top of his head* Aris, your dragon is insane. * jumps on Chayn and tries to pin her down*

Ionas: I think this has just turned into a battle between Cat-Dragon and Chayn... *bored* Watching Cannon Ball play with Amethyst is more fun than this.

Me: When the words Cannon Ball and play are used together, of course it's more fun; if you like to watch things being destroyed.

Ionas: Fair enough.

Iye: *finds dragon room* Why on earth didn't you bring me here, instead of where all those other people are? Not one of them is a dragon. *spits thin stream of green flame*

Me: *ducking* Watch it, buddy. I didn't know about this thread until you did. I'm still learning how to find my way in this place and somethings get overlooked, alright? Don't go getting your scales all steamed up.

Iye: Clever phrase, that. Do you plan to use it in the story?

Me: *considering* Perhaps. It doesn't really make a whole lot fo sense.

Iye: Unless one's scales really do steam up when you're agitated.

Me: It might work. Where would the steam come from?

Iye: Well, I don't know! You are the writer, remember? *glares at smiley* There should be dragon-faced smilies.

Me: Oh, yeah, like that wouldn't be creepy or weird or anything. Instead of yacking to me, why don't you go talk to the other dragons you're so anxious to meet.

Iye: Good idea. Greetings, fellow dragons! *aside to author* I hope they're friendly.

Firath - Hello, Iye! Is your fire . . . green?! *looks extremely fascinated*

Me- He's a pyromaniac. >.>

Firath - *shakes himself* Sorry. Welcome in. You can lounge with us, or you can take off with those nutcases up there . . .

Thysal - *repeatedly slams into Cannon Ball, but finding it ineffective, lands on top of her and starts chewing on the other dragon's wing* Give him back! NOW!

Me - . . . Wasn't there a law against that in a code of conduct somewhere?

Thysal - *muffled* Different world, different rules!

Iye: *gives self-assured bow* It is indeed green, Firath. We dragons in that as-of-yet-unamed realm of my story have color-coded fire. Makes for great fun at the Bonfire Dances.


Me: Wait a minute. What Bonfire Dances?

Iye: I though it sounded cool. Can't we have Bonfire Dances?

Me; *making some notes* Bonfire Dances, sure. Why not?

Iye: *grinning* Wonderful! Now, can you bring Perpendicular in here for real?

Me: Um...he's almost-non-existant...so, no.

Iye: Drat.

Me: Meh, I stopped wondering who was insane long ago.

Chayn: I. Am. Not. Insane! [Bites down on Cat-Dragons tail and yanks him backward]

Me: Thank goodness you didn't kidnap her rider, Cat-Dragon. She'd be even crazier than she is now.

Mylo: What are Bonfire Dances?

Iye: *eying rampaging dragon warily* Well, Mylo, Bonfire Dances...*peers in author's direction for go-ahead*

Me: *nodding*


Iye: ...Are parties, gatherings of dragons, really, where there is a great bonfire and dragons frolic, fly, play, chat, and shoot colorful displays of their own fire into the main bonfire, the air, at other dragons--such as a human game I understand to be called Tag.

Me: * cracks up * "Ines..." * grins, delighted *

Jayson: (To Cannon-Ball) "Uh-" * grabs a deep breath before being plunged underwater * * starts kicking and thrashing *

Me: ... "You do realize Shawn will be mad at you if he dies? She might yell." "Actually, she might get upset at Jayson a little too..."

Mylo: [Stares, terrified at Inesdar's dragon] Bonfire Dances sound fun to me!

Me: Anything remotely human-like sounds fun to you. I'm beginning to suspect that you're part human.

Iye: Part human? Terribly fate.

Me: Hey....

Iye:

Me: You're a little imp.

Iye: No. I'm a dragon. You--of all people--should know that.

Cannon Ball: Don't worry, I won't kill him. *rolls over multiple times in the water to knock Thysal off* Hold still Jayson, we're going up again. *swims to land*

Me: Um, Cannon Ball? Maybe you should leave Jayson alone and make sure Ines' dragon doesn't hurt anyone. o.o

Cannon Ball: Ooo... cool dragon. *watches it destroy things*

Me: *headdesk*

Cat-Dragon: Alright, little one, that's enough! *sprays white fire at Chayn*

Mylo: [Snorts indignantly] I am not part human.

Me: Mylo, you let Shawn's character give youpeach cobbler.

Mylo: So?! What's that got to do with anything?!

Me: Touchy.

Chayn: [Counters with her poison gas] I've had quite enough of your partonizing remarks!

Me: Poison gas with fire won't make anything explode, right?

Jayson: * chokes and splutters, gasping *

Me: "He didn't drown!!" (to Aris) "Hee hee, that was fun. We should make a Lars and Mylo thread sometime, or something..."

Mylo: Yes!

Me: That'd be fun. Goodness knows what sort of things they would do.

Canon Ball: Of course he didn't drown. *sets Jay on the ground* Run off now, human. Thanks for the good time. *wanders off to watch Ines' dragon.

Me: Distractable, she is...

Cat-Dragon: *fire goes through the gas and hits Chayn, causing a minor explosion*

Jayson: * chokes, sputters, and collapses, trying to cough the water out of his respiratory system *

Me: (to Cannon-Ball) "I think that means thank you..."

Jayson: * gasp pant sputter *

Me: "Yup." (to Aris) "Wouldn't it??"

Iye: I wonder when Spluttery became a language.

Me: Who said it ever did?

Iye: *shrugging* Well, it sounds better than any other name. What would you call it--'Choke Speak'?

Jayson: "Can I have the credit?"

Me: "From someone else's idea for something you didn't come up with through something you didn't start?"

Jayson: "I think so?"

Me: "Uhm, no."

Jayson:

Cannon-Ball: Ooo, I caused it, so do I get credit? I've never been responsible for anything before!

Me: You're forgetting the mass destruction you cause in chat every time I call you in.

Cannon-Ball: Mass destruction does not count. And that was your fault, anyway, you're the one who made me so clumsy.

Me:

Me: You see why I never bring Iye into chat.

Iye: You did. That once.

Me: Erm, yes...I did, didn't I? You behaved yourself admirably though.

Iye: Why thank you. That means I am free to go crazy here, correct?

Me: Eh, no. I didn't say that.

Iye: Too bad. I'm going to go crazy anyway.

Jayson: * flops down, momentarily tired *

Me: "You? Tired?"

Jayson: "Occasionally. Rarely."

Mylo: [Retreats into the water with all the chaos. Surfaces briefly and nudges Jay's foot] He's not dead, is he?

Chayn: [Gets thrown backward, but she braces herself and leaps forward, quickly diving down and twisting and clawing at Cat-Dragon's belly]

Jayson: * groans * "Yes. I'm very dead."

Me: "Oh, that was smart. He eats things that live in the water, you know. Which you were almost doing for a while there."

Jayson: "Um.."

Iye: My, my. This place does have its perks, doesn't it?

Me: *with sarcasm* You mean people dying, or getting eaten, or falling into the water? That last one, by the way, seems to happen a lot.

Iye: All I meant was that this is ever so much more exciting than sitting around in that stuffy old book--

Me: Stuffy old book??!!

Iye:--while you 'hmm' and 'uhm' about whether or not your are ever going to get around to working on it.

Me: It's a Nano, Iye. After the craziness, they tend to get left alone for a while.

Iye: It's nearly november again, you realize.

Me: Don't remind me.

Iye: And what about Scales? You set to work on it right after its Nano session.

Me: Scales is a completely different story; you leave it out of this.

Ionas: You abandoned this.

Me: I got a JOB!!

Ionas: You've had time to draw, so you've had time to play with us.

Me: **glare of death** Drawing comes before everything, including sleep and school.

Ionas: And us, apparently.

Cat-Dragon: Stop arguing with her. I want to get back to fighting. B) *whips tail underneath of him to defend Chayn's attack and flies away* *sends another fireball at Chayn*

Cannon Ball: @Lye - I like your sarcasm. Let's smash stuff!!

Iye: *begging* Can I go fight, too? Please, please?! You never let me have any fun in my book.

Me: It's not your book.

Iye: It might as well be.

Me: You are...so difficult.

Iye:

Me: I don't think it's a good idea. They look kind of rough, over there.

Iye: Who are you, my mother?

Me: Oh, hush.

Iye:

Me: Oh, fine, but you may have to ask the other authors.

Iye: Why? I'm a dragon. I can do what I want. *runs off*

Me: *goes chasing after Iye*

Cannon Ball: Oh, I wasn't thinking we'd smash each other. I thought we might find some evil dragon and smash him. I might accidently kill you if we fought...

Iye: *really wants to fight someone*

Cannon Ball: Well... I'll try my best not to smash you, then. **assumes a fighting stance**

Mylo: [Nudges Jay's stomach] You sure? You look dead.

Me: You're so weird.

Chayn: [Spits a poison ball at the fireball and flies uward, circling Cat-Dragon] Ready to give up yet?

Jayson: "Ungh. Oh, I'm alive. My stomach is now sure."

Me: * blinks *

Jayson: * sits up slowly and blinks * "See? Alive."

Iye: *looks uncertainly at Cannon Ball* Um...right.

Me: If you get killed, I'm not going to help you.

Iye: Hmm, well, thanks a lot.

Me: I won't even tell Scroll what's happened to you.

Iye: *pauses* How come I don't get a neat nickname anyway?

Me: It's kinda hard to come up with anything shorter than 'Iye'

Iye: Right, I suppose...yes.

Me: Weren't you going to fight?

Iye: Um. Yes.

Me: Well, then...?

Iye: Right! *fighting pose, tip of tongue sticking out in concentration.

Me: This will not end well.

Mylo: [Sniffs Jay's hair, then snorts] You smell alive.

Me: Yes, but now he has your snot.

Mylo: Well, there's the river-

Me: Mylo!

Mylo: Alright! [Uses tail to send a wave of water at Jay] There, all clean.

Me:

Ionas: Poor Jay. **breathes very hot air on him to dry him off, like a giant blowdryer*

Cannon-Ball: Alrighty, here I come. **leaps into the air and then dives down suddenly on top of Lye*

Iye: *yelps* It's going to get me!!!

Me: *sighing* Yeah, that's kinda the idea.

Iye: *twists and rolls out of immediate danger.* I would be better at this if you'd put more dragons in my story.

Me: Not your story, and you and Perp are two too many, thanks very much.

Cannon-Ball: I'm not even in a story.

Me: None of you are in stories. Not even Kai.

Cannon-Ball: Only because you stopped writing.

Me: Focus on the fight.

Cannon-Ball: **lands in front of Lye and advances threateningly**