forum Private ~ Dragons bruh

Started August 12, 2019 by @Rvan group

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@ODragon
Goatsayer and Starseer rp, flightrising.com

Gotcha!

Goatsayer quickly jumped out out of the arcane magic’s path as his sister sent it flying forward. The goat eyed pearlcatcher looked back to his sister as she spread out her starry teal wings and to took to the skies with arcane magic oozing from her talons. She had been born to do this: to save dragons of every age and breed from peril.

And Goatsayer knew that even though Starseer never held herself above him, he would always be the expendable one. She was made to fight danger on the front lines, while Goatsayer was only capable of being a bystander.

So the pearlcatcher obeyed his sister’s orders and ran.

Starseer flung her power into her barrier, but she felt it begin to collapse. She felt like she was getting weaker the long she kept fighting. So she glanced around, looking at the fleeing dragons. Some were screaming, others crying, but one… One little dragonet was looking at her with a face filled with hope. Starsteer felt tears pricking out of her eyes. And then, she let that dragonet down as she flung herself into the sky, her barrier shattering into a thousand pieces as she ran too.

Unbeknownst to Starseer, smaller spaceship broke off from the mothership and was already locking it’s target onto her.
“Head-Commander457, you’ll be happy to know that I found it.” The skydancer with metallic front limps, who was driving the smaller spaceship, purred into his microphone.
“State its location, Ranger3760.” The head commander growled.
“And let you get all the credit? I think not.” The skydancer replied, smoothly.
Then, without any warning, Ranger3760 deployed his net and sent it flying in Starseer’s direction.

Starseer didn’t see the net until it hit her. She yelped in surprise, fighting against the net with all her might but it wouldn’t budge. And her powers felt empty after creating the barrier. [i]Oh gosh no…[/i]

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The skydancer’s eyes crackled with triumph as he landed his spacecraft next to the netted creature. He had been training for and dreaming about this day for over a century. Today, he could finally prove his intellectual superiority over the rest of his legion by bringing back the one thing the High Mind desired most: the Arcania. Although, he hadn’t expected it to be this easy. The Arcania had been baring the primal marks on its face just like the prophets had foretold and it had practically flown into Ranger3760’s lap.
“Arcania, I can’t thank you enough for being so helpfully—“ The skydancer began to announce as his spacecraft’s door opened, but stopped suddenly once his metallic feet had touched the soil and his eyes had fallen on the Arcania.
It looked so disturbingly dragon-like. Ranger3760 had thought it had taken on the form of a bat when he had been chasing it in the air, but that he was so close to it, he could easily see that the front and hind legs were separate from the being’s wings.

Rewrite:
The skydancer’s eyes crinkled with triumph as he landed his spacecraft next to the netted creature. He had been training for and dreaming about this day for over a century. Today, he could finally prove his intellectual superiority over the rest of his legion by bringing back the one thing the High Mind desired most: the Arcania. Although, he hadn’t expected it to be this easy. The Arcania had been baring the primal marks on its face just like the prophets had foretold and it had practically flown into Ranger3760’s lap.
The skydancer’s spacecraft’s doors opened, but he paused once his metallic feet had touched the soil and his eyes had fallen on the Arcania.
It looked so disturbingly dragon-like. Ranger3760 had thought it had taken on the form of a bat when he had been chasing it in the air, but that he was so close to it, he could easily see that the front and hind legs were separate from the being’s wings.

“Let me go!” Starseer snarled, tearing against the net. The skydancer looked at her curiously. She glared at him, “What do you want from us?!?” The skydancer still stared at her, and without a response he grabbed the net and dragged her to his flying machine. Starseer pushed and pulled at the next, but she couldn’t do anything except close her eyes and hope Goatsayer made it out alive.

Ranger3760 took the Arcania into his spacecraft and slid it to the corner as the doors closed behind him. He walked over the the Arcania, taking a corner of the net in his hand and locking it in place magnetically so the Arcania wouldn’t be sliding around his spacecraft’s floor as he took off. He went to the control panel, but glanced back at the Arcania. The resemblance to a dragon was… uncanny. It was almost a bit strange. And for some reason, he didn’t report the capture right away. Instead, his maneuvered his spacecraft into the air, then back into the dimensional rift.

When Directive3760 saw Ranger3760’s ship return before any of the others, he did not sigh or groan because he was a robot and thus incapable of emitting such patterns of sound waves. However, the robot, whose body had been shaped by the High Mind to resemble a octopus for some calculated reason, was still [i]highly displeased[/i] by the sight of his ranger’s return because it indicated that he had, for the twenty-third time, gone against the orders of Head-Commander457.
The machine waltzed to counter before him, which was covered in thousand upon thousands of buttons, and absently began pressing some of them to prepare the landing pad for his ranger. From the moment Directive3760 had first been turned on, he had been programmed to know that dragon behavior never possessed a pattern. However, Ranger3760‘s displeasing habit of breaking rules seemed to be an outlier to that generally excepted notion.

(Finally!)
Ranger3760 landed his ship with a smug smile. The Arcania was still struggling, but for the most part it seemed worn out. The skydancer smiled as he opened his ship’s doors, snagging the net that held the Arcania with his claws and dragging it out. “Prepare a containment capsule,” He ordered his assistant, not all all feeling guilty about his lack of obedience to Head-Commander457.

Directive3760 almost deactivated at the sight of the Arcania—[i]the[/i] Arcania—as Ranger3760 dragged it along.
“How did you find it so fast?” The machine asked, monotonously, as it scrambled to get the containment capsule fired up. However, the mechanical being stopped moving when a thought occurred to it.
“Did you notify Head-Commander457?”

“I did,” Ranger3760 said in a bragging tone, “And it practically flew into my net. It expelled a defensive mechanism, but the ships broke through and it -unsuccessfully- tried to flee.” The skydancer told his assistant, eyes crackling at the edges with electricity.
“Excuse me, I am [i]not[/i] an ‘it’,” A voice growled, and Ranger3760 jerked his head to look at the Arcania.

(Are you sure you don’t want Directive3760 to be his familiar because he seems an awful lot like one.)

(Yes, I’m sure _{Also @/andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) I accidently reported that post, I didn’t mean to oof!)}

“The Arcania [i]speaks[/i]?!” Directive3760 said with elevated volume. The machine rushed over get a look at the Arcania. The directive had been programmed to know so much about the Arcania, but it never once hypothesized that it would one day see the great power source through its own lenses.