AstrumVenatus

CHARACTER PROFILE Name: Yuelan-meaning "moon flower." Age: 63, but for a half human half dragon like her that's about the equivalent to a human in their 20's. Gender: Female Preferred Pronoun: She Species: Half human, half Chinese dragon (which are actually a bunch of suilong whose spaceship crash-landed in China early in the 1st century). Having been brought up on earth, though, she doesn't know much about the suilong and doesn't act that differently from other human beings. ---Physical Appearance--- Rundown: Usually in human female form, with long, thick black hair (she refuses to let anyone cut it) and lively, dark blue (almos

The darkness had coaxed Zair'eeyn Naktzaktan out to wander the ship, quietly searching through its corridors.  It was cool that night, the way he liked it, and almost peaceful. Beneath him, the ship creaked and groaned, shifting in the dead of space as he searched the hallways.  Running his hand along the decorated wall, Zair studied each design.   When he first boarded the ship, he wasn't given the time to examine the beauty of the Zelians, yet the days following them bombarded him with heat and sounds that threw him into a tizzy.  Finally, fed up, he made his way outward. Something shifted at the corner of his vision and slowly, he turn

Alexander wasn't having a particularly good day. Granted any day that begins with you waking up in the middle of an arena with a crowd screaming for your blood can't really be defined as good by any stretch of the word. Especially when there are two bloodthirsty orks ready to tear you apart for fun. And when they had full automatic miniguns with armor piercing rounds in each hand, well things start to go downhill. For the moment, Alexander crouched behind a thick wall of rock, listening to the constant roar of bullets and debated his options. One was to go out there and get torn to pieces by what he perceived to be powerful magic. That didn'

Customs "You need to learn the rules, Sebastian!" said a deep voice. "But those rules are boring and difficult!" Sebastian's voice sounded young, perhaps having only seven years.  He was standing, with his head lowered, in a throne room.  A shadowy figure sat on the high seat. "Those customs keep things balanced!" the figure boomed, "They are also proper etiquette.  You need to learn them if you want to have a place in this castle!" "I'm sorry father," Sebastian clenched his tiny fists. "You'd better be.  Breaking rules breaks the bonds of those you care about!" the king bellowed, "Now!  Tell me which rule you broke!" Sebastian swallow

AV round 1 ~*~ "I can't believe you actually went through with it," Rebecca said through a laugh for the fifth time.  She was holding Sebastian's arm and laughing at the rune recently placed upon it. "You're just jealous that only competitors get special Zelian tattoos," Sebastian snatched his arm from Rebecca's grip, "Besides, I happen to think it makes me look rather badass." This only made Rebecca scoff, "Sebastian, it would take a lot more than a tattoo to make you look badass.  Things like muscle and not colorful clothing." "Whatever," Sebastian rolled his eyes.  Ahead stood their new roommates, Katheri

A Valentines Poem His Armor is Red, His left eyes is Blue, Xander ate a Cookie, and now he LOVES YOU!!!

As promised, Sebastian was well enough to make it back to his room.  His crutches clinked against the floor as he made his way down the hallway.  Rebecca kept pace beside him, holding his umbrella.  She's told him earlier that she'd gotten a message from home.  Father wanted to talk to both of them now. "He didn't even care when I said you were bandaged and in a healing room!" she frowned, irritation and tiredness seeping through her voice, "He couldn't even let me explain anything!  He just yelled!  I'm not even sure if you actually yelled words." "Well," Sebastian sighed, crutches squeaking and clanking, "That sure makes me excited to see

Rebecca stuck her head out of the door for the third time wondering where the hell Sebastian was.  If he blew her off again she was going to break his puny little umbrella in two.  Lightning flashed outside the window from the raging storm, causing Rebecca's skin to tingle.  There was so much energy so close, it was almost refreshing. She sighed out of frustration and stepped out into the hall.  She may as well look for the little dung beetle. She wandered around the hall for a bit, checking the cafeteria, communication room, and the lounge.   She lingered there for a couple of minutes.  A couple contestants sat around, most focused on the

        Consciousness came in bouts of nausea and pain.  The amount of time that had passed was far from Zair's random subconscious thoughts.  His hearts beat slow and laborious  despite the shallow rapid draws of his lungs. A groan or a hiss accompanied every rock of the ship and he pulled his trench coat over his head to kill the dizzying motion. Thank you for being there for me Eve… Fingers grazed over the embedded dagger several times as he considered unsheathing it from his flesh.  But one slight jerk sent him waves of pain from his Secondary Heart

Penultimate Chapter Alexander sat in his room, legs crossed and eyes closed.  Though his body was present, his mind was elsewhere. ------------------------------------ He sat upon a large rock in the midst of a meadow surrounded by a forest thrown into shadow by the midday sun. The stone was pockmarked with numerous pits and holes, some of which formed comfortable places for people to rest in. Alexander was at the top, in what could only be called a throne of rock. He hadn't made it. The mage's eyes opened as someone picked their way out of the trees and into the tall grass. He was dressed in a shirt and shorts and carrying a bo

Anathema stood in the doorway, leering at Alexander like he was a particularly juicy steak. She grinned and revealed needle-sharp teeth. Alexander fell out of his bed in his haste to retreat. He hit the floor with a loud thud. Anathema giggled. "Oh? What's wrong Alexander? It's me, Happiness!" She took a step closer and Alexander scrambled backward. "I did tell you the next time we met wouldn't be in your home turf." Alexander's back met the cabinet and he got to his feet, the staff clacking on the ground as he tried to make his legs support his weight. Anathema laughed. "Nowhere to run now little character. Nowhere to hide. And no one to