Ok, guys, here it is! This is where you take your dragons and put them though their paces, so to speak. This thread is primarily a tool for your scaley beasties to interact, fly, and play together. Wrestling matches are permitted, as long as they don't get out of hand. In short, write your dragon like you would in your novel.
To the dragons: While we'd prefer you left them behind, all riders you bring with you must be kept in a saddle or under complete supervision, this forum is not accountable for lost or damaged Riders.


Thysal - *looks around* So this is it? Awesome. *listens to echo* So where is everyone?

Scarlet: *drops off Rinabeth* Bye! Have fun!

Rinabeth: *walks around quietly*

Erronys: *snorts flame and looks around with casual curiosity*

Malcolm: *mumbles* Wyverns weren't designed to be social.

Thysal - *nudges Malcolm* Sure you aren't. You were pretty social last Charrie intro thread. *smirks* *looks around* So, we can all either just stand here, or find something to do . . . *takes off and flies towards the ceiling*

Rinabeth: *glances around, wondering why she was left here*

Erronys: *stretches over a hundred feet of wings and climbs a few beats into the air*

Malcolm: Oh, I'm willing enough to watch the little humans play their games. But they don't require more than a snort of a shrug in response. They never seem to get past the awe of us.

Mylo: [Rises out of the water and crawls onto land] A place just for dragons. Should be fun.

Me: Now you'll be dragon-educated.

Mylo: You saying I wasn't before?

Me: No, I was implying it. There's a difference.

Chayn: [Roars and lands heavily by Mylo. Shakes herself before furling her wings] It's good to be among other dragons.

Me: She'll be in here on and off. Mostly on. She's also in a duel, which is active and dormant.

Thysal - * lands and nudges Rinabeth* I don't know why you were left here, but you might as well have fun. Have you met everyone? *looks around*

Me - My dragon playing hostess. What a surprise.

Thysal - Chayn! *tackles, then takes off again* C'mon, guys! *swoops and clips Malcom with her claws* Lets go!

Rinabeth: *goes around giving a small nod as greetings to all the other dragons*

Malcolm: *ducks slightly and grumbles*

Erronys: *bugles, does a back flip and lands in front of Malcolm. looking him in the eyes*

Malcolm: *sighs smoke*

Erronys: *gives a half smile and takes off again*

Chayn: [Roars with delights when she's tackled] Thysal! It's been ages! [Takes off after Thysal]

Mylo: [Splashes water at Malcolm and Rinabeth] Let's get 'em!

Me: Should I be concerned?

Mylo: Maybe. But when shouldn't an author be concerned about her characters?

Me: True...

Rinabeth: *gets splashed with water and looks at Mylo* *cannonballs into the pool*

Me: Just for clarification, growing up as a wyvern isn't usually much fun or games at all so Malcolm is just not sure how to respond. I'll have to think of something for him to do... Oh, and how big are all this dragons, generally?

Me - *looks at Thysal* Last I checked, she was about the size of a Shire horse, with a longer, slender neck (not long like a diplodocus, but more like an Arabian horse). Her wings are another matter altogether . . . kinda like sails.

Thysal - *ignoring author* C'mon, Chayn! *Skims over the water* Maybe we can dunk Malcolm later . . .

I just want to make sure Erroy doesn't hurt anyone. He's the size of a small jet... Malcolm's a bit big too.



Erronys: *reaches the crest of his climb and dives, flipping onto his back just as he reaches the water causing to pool to empty all over everything*

Malcolm: *gives Erroy a weird look*

Erronys: *grins*

Malcolm: Fine, fine... *spits water at Erroy*

Me: Chayn's about the size of Saipphira. Mylo's a bit smaller.

Mylo: Depends how I'm standing.

Me: You only stand when you're on your hind feet. You're basically crouching on your belly when on all fours.

Chayn: [Chases after Thysal] That souds fun. [Dives briefly underwater, expecting to gracefully come back up. But the water slows her movements, and she fails miserably, having to climb out of the water and leap into the air on land] Well that was the most embarrassing thing I've ever done.

Mylo: [Trying not to laugh]

Cat-Dragon: Now this should be interesting.

Ionas: Indeed. What's this about a pool?

Me: I'm bringing in just those two until I find Cannon Ball a proper name. If any of ya'll have suggestions, I'd be glad to hear 'em....

Cat-Dragon: I want to wrestle a dragon.

Me: I put down how big they were in the intro thread. I honestly can't remember. XD Probably not as big as Malcom and Erronys, though.

Chayn: [Veers around and crashes into Cat-Dragon] Consider yourself wrestled!

Mylo: She's so violent.

Me: She has to be. Unlike you, she has to compete for survival.

Mylo: I have to compete. You've no idea-

Me: I meant with things bigger than what lives in Lake Erie.

Mylo: Oh.

Rinabeth: *finally decides to speak* I would say I'm as long as 4 average humans lying down. In height, I'm about 2 times the size of an average human.

Cat-Dragon: That wasn't wrestling. *uses wings and legs to throw Chayn off* That was crashing. You have terrible flying skills. *rights self and crouches low* Ready?

Me: This could get violent.

Ionas: Nah, it's not like it's Cannon Ball or something. SHE'S violent.

Me: Point. But how violent does Chayn get?

Thysal - *glides towards the ground. Crashes, scrapes along the floor, flips over once, and lands on her stomach.* Owww!

Me - You've still got to work on that . . .

Thysal - *walks over to Rinabeth and looks up.* My, you're tall. Know how to swim? Want to wrestle? Let's go get the water dragon! *Runs to the water, takes off in a graceful jump, and tackles Mylo* WATER FIGHT!

Me - We could also get them hyped up on caffine or sugar and see what happens. *looks around for a coffee machine*

Chayn: [Crouches, then leaps] Well, I'm among other dragons, I can risk failing at flying.

Me: kidnap her rider and you'll see how violent she can be.

Chayn: Kidnap my rider and I will snap your neck.

Me: See?

Mylo: [Bugles in alarm when he's tackled. Wraps winged forelimbs around Thysal and plunges underwater]

Me: Ooh! Mylo fighting tactics!

Rinabeth: *jumps into the pool but doesn't join wrestling match*

Erronys: *climbs out and shakes himself off*

Malcolm: *peers into the water* Dragons, not otters, yes? It's getting frightfully hard to tell the difference.

Erronys: *shrugs and nudges Malcolm with his shoulder as they sit and watch the others in the water*

Cat-Dragon: *spins around and knocks Chayn down with his tail*

Me: You're big enough to do that?

Cat-Dragon: I think so.

Ionas: What's caffeine? Can I have some?

Me: Uh-oh... you sure that's such a good idea, Ciela? o.o

Thysal - *coming up for air* AHHHHH! *ducks back under and thwacks Mylo with her tail. Tries to catch him in a headlock with her forelimbs* *head comes up* C'mon, Rinabeth! Get Malcolm! *ducks back under*

Me - I'm not sure it's a good idea, but it's an interesting one, no? How would your dragon function on caffine? *sets out a large bucket of coffee beans and steps back*

Didn't that happen last time we had the dragons together? I seem to remember barrels of mountain dew...

*sits quietly in corner of pool* I'd rather not get involved in all this violence... but thank you for the offer.

Me: * peeks in * Mess with the dragon, and see how the rider reacts...

Jayson: "Thysal!"

Me: "You aren't a dragon! Out!"

Jayson: "Neither are you!"

Me: "You are coming with me!"

Jayson:

Me: I thought we kept the dragons away from the Mountain Dew, but Tynx drank some and went crazy.

Ionas: *munches coffee beans* Ew, these are bitter.

Me:

Ionas: But they aren't all that bad. *starts flying in fast, tight circles over the rest of the dragons* Wooooooohooooooooooooooo!

Me: *headdesk*

Me: I think Chayn got drunk on Mountain Dew.

Mylo: [Wriggles, splashing water everywhere, pumping with his webbed hind feet to delve deeper underwater]

Me: Not quite a roughhousing dragon. But he's working on it.

Chayn: [Ducks, then pounces]

Cat-Dragon: *pushes off into the air, turns around, and comes hurtling towards Chayn*

Ionas: *dives out of the sky and lands in the middle of the water fight, making a huge wave of water and dragons*

Me:*headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*

Cannon Ball: Can I pleaseeeeeee come in?

Me: You're going to hurt someone.

Cannon Ball: I'll be good.

Me: And you don't have a good name.

Cannon Ball: That's YOUR fault.

Me: *sigh*

Chayn: [Jumps up to meet Cat-Dragon in mid air]

Mylo: Whoa! [Glides along the waves as he's washed up on shore] Wow! That was amazing! [Crawls back into the water] Do it again!

Me:

Cat-Dragon: *collides with Chayn mid-air and they both come hurtling to the ground* *everyone is covered in dirt from the impact*

Me: Ugh. I just showered, Cat-Dragon

Cat-Dragon: *tries to hold Chayn to the ground* Not my fault!

Ionas: *laugh* Alright. *dives into the lake again*

Cannon Ball: *dives after Ionas, making even a bigger splash than he did*

Thysal - *distracted* Jayson!? *Gets washed ashore by Cannon Ball's impact* *shakes off water* Whoa, ok. You asked for it! *dives at Cannon Ball* HEADS UP!

Me - I need another dragon in here.

Chayn: [Grunts and lashes her tail, whipping it at Cat-Dragon's back]

Mylo: [Gets washed up on shore again] Why can't Lake Iris have such waves? This is awesome!

Me: If I find that Lake Erie suddenly has huge tidal waves, I will hunt you down-

Mylo: No waves. Got it. Just a small one?

Me: No. It would be bad enough hearing about it, because then I'm the one responsible for creating you, because then I'd know you're real, and would take part of the blame for the wave.

Mylo: Oh... [Leaps back into the water on top of Ionas] You know that Jayson boy, Thysal?

Jayson: "Can I stay??? Please???"

Me: "Um..."

Jayson:

Me: (to Ciela) "Jayson's causing trouble already."

Thysal - *head pops out of water* Jayson??? @Mylo: Yes, I know him! ^^

Me - ...

Thysal -

Me - I don't think we expressly said no humans allowed. I'm not responsible for any damaged riders, though . . .

Thysal - YES! *pounces on Jayson, rolling him around with her muzzle and paws* Where'veyabeenwhere'veyabeen!?! *finally flops down and sniffs him* It's been forever!

Me - Of course, they can always move to general conversation. Thysal can be part time in both places. Also, I'm going to bring another dragon in here soon . . .

Jayson: * laughs as he is tossed around and sniffed * "Where have you been, Thysal???" * delighted *

Me: "It's been at least a year..." "Damaged riders are okay..."

Jayson: "Yeahhhh..." * rolls eyes *

Me: * rolls eyes back * "Right, either of those would work... Thoughts, other writers and Mod?"

Mylo: Thysal and Jay seem to be very close.

Chayn: They are. You should have seen them during that rebellion Mordir started. [Taps the top of Jay's head with her tail before turning to face Cat-Dragon again] Good to see you, little one.

Me: *shrug* I don't care if Jayson's in here, but he'd best stay away from Cannon Ball. I take no responsibility for her violence and any damage it causes to humans. XD

Ionas: *throws Mylo into the water* I don't give other dragons piggy-back rides, sorry. Ya'll are too big, not to mention really heavy.

Cannon-ball: *watches Thysal wrestle Jayson* I asked for what? Even if you tried, you couldn't hurt me...

Cat-Dragon: *is annoyed by the thrashing, but not really hurt by it* *catches Chayn's tail in his mouth* No thrashing!

Me: How can you talk with your mouth full?

Cat-Dragon: *hits me with tail*

Me: HEY! Keep that up and you're outta here!!!

Cat-Dragon:

Chayn: [Twists, snapping playfully at Cat-Dragon's neck]

Me: She's like a hatchling.

Mylo: Apologies, I thought you were in the water. [Explodes out of the water onto Cannon-Ball]

Cat-Dragon: *lets go of Chayn's tail and grabs her neck - gently, Chayn could probably escape if she wanted because Cat-Dragon doesn't want to hurt her* Had enough, little girl?

Ionas: I am in the water. I still don't give dragons piggy-back rides.

Cannon-Ball: *throws Mylo back into the water again*

Jayson: "I'm used to risks." * teasingly plays with Thysal's tail, grinning *

Me: "You almost die a lot in the book; you die a lot here."

Jayson: "Eh..."

Me: "I'm no real conscience..."

Malcolm: The dragons here are much more flame than ember. The mark of most dragons in Lor-Amar has been subtlety.

Chayn: [Roars and twists free, jumping on Cat-Dragon] Little?! I assure you, I am full grown.

Me: Had to bring that up, didn't you?

Mylo: [Slams into the water] I see. [Swims in circles deep underwater, then surges upward, grabbing Ionas as he passes, then explodes out of the water and into the air]

Me: What's he doing? Mylo, be careful! We're not insured!

Mylo: [Huffs] Oh relax, I won't hurt anyone. [Swoops down low and let's go of Ionas]

Me: Sometimes I wonder if he's fully matured.

Me - Insured? Dragons and authors get insurance? Now there's an idea . . .

Thysal - @Cannon Ball: You asked for a dunking, is what, so be thankful I'm distracted over here. *swats Jayson with a gentle claw, then eyes Cannon Ball* And if you even think about injuring Jayson, you're going to be in such a world of hurt . . .

Me - *glares at Thysal* Chill, would you?

Thysal - *mutters* Same goes for his author . . .

Me - Aaand, that reminds me. Guys, meet Firath.

*A redgold dragon strides in, larger than Thysal, but wingless*

Firath - Where am. . . oh, wow. *looks at all the dragons* This place is huge. And . . . there's a pool. Oh yes! *dives in gracefully* Whoot!

Me: "Brilliant! HW insurance policy! We don't cover sanity." We should advertise it in the HW newspaper."

Jayson: * grins and gently shoves Thysal's paw *

Me: "Doubt you'll hurt her..."

Jayson: "Would you whack a dragon?"

Me: ...

Jayson: "See?" * winks at Thysal and smirks at Cannon Ball *

Me: "Greaaaat."

Mylo: Hello Firath! [Sweeps a wave of water at Jayson and Thysal] Bring him in the water! We can hide-and-seek!

Me: No you won't. Not with a human. I will not be responsible for his death.

Chayn: What's insurance?

Me: Uh... Stuff you don't have. You don't need it, don't worry. You're the one I'm least worried about between the two of you.

Jayson: "I don't think I can hold my breath as long... Just a guess. Lars, maybe, but-"

Me: "Jayson!"

Jay: * sheepish * "I was kidding."