03-28-2018, 07:55 PM
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sleep had made a habit out of sleeping in the flower patch he had been found in. it was warm, and the sun hit his scales just right. that day, he had hardly napped- mostly just playing around with the NPC children and letting them climb all over him. it had throughly exhausted him, so when a splitting scream had awoken him, he was more than a little bit annoyed.
he hauled himself into a standing position and launched himself in the sky, circling the sky for a while until he was a flash of beige fur. he had yet to see someone in the clan like that. he slowly got closer to see the red that stained the beige, and the body the animal dragged along by the back legs as the body struggled to get loose. he knew who it was- one of the younger npcs who liked to roam on their own. he felt his claws twitch, and before he could even take a calming breath, his eyes changed.
a deep, bloody red engulfed the soft blue, and something else seemed to overtake the normally gentle and soft wyvern. he shot to the ground and landed heavily behind the kidnapper, growling lowly. the lion groaned. "im trying to hunt h-" a long pause followed as the lion had turned only to see a massive wyvern in his path. sleepwalker had grown to almost three or four times his size- the exact size of a bus.
"why don't you finish that sentence, you absolute fuck?" sleepwalker snarled, gliding closer so his colossal face was only inches from the much smaller lion. over the lions shoulder, he saw the NPC running, and he could t help but feel relieved. the lion seemed to notice too, but was too afraid to move to try and catch them again.
"who.. who do you think you are?" the lion's voice trembled terribly, and sleepwalker instky straightened his long neck, the ivory horns that coiled around his neck visible, the chains that hung across his body clinging together almost ominously. "right now? i'm the bringer of your doom." he snarled, and as soon as he finished speaking, the lion ran for his life.
a roar split past the maw of the wyvern and once again he took to the skies, just over the lion, casting a shadow over the creature. he began to plummet, before pinning the lion under one large foot. "you do not deserve a meal- much less lie." he snarled in the lions lion, taking a deep breath. his chest began to glow with the flame that built within it, and as he let out the flame, there were shrieks of pain.
releasing the lion from his claws, he would sit back and watch in slight amusement as the lion attempted to crawl away, crying out in pain- only to be lifted into the air, red eyes of the wyvern glowing as the lion slammed roughly back into the ground- over and over again until it was left unmoving.
deep, panting breaths escaped the steven as the red drained from his eyes and he shrank back to his smaller size, wings lazy and limp against the ground, slowly laying his chin against the soft, slightly charred grass. that had taken quite the toll on him, and all he wanted to do now was rest.
[spoiler=TAGS | 3/23]GENERAL INFO â€â€
→ thoenidous | " sleepwalker " | god of sleep and nighttime | he is a god from a made up religion*
→ no known gender | unknown biological sex, assumed male | any pronouns accepted, personally uses masculine pronouns but doesn't care
→ his body age is currently a couple hundred years old | mentally millions of years old | unknown birthday | unknown zodiac
→ member of fortis ignis | a demigid
APPEARANCE â€â€
→ compared to other dragons/wyverns, sleepie is considered very small. when on all fours, he only stands at 5'2, and is around 9-10 feet long- he weighs in at about 130 lbs. his scales seem to be made of very thin and fragile obsidian, making them look a deep and glassy looking plum colour. as he is a wyvern, he doesn't really have front legs, just wings with very dull claws that help him grip the ground and walk. in his head are fairly large horns that are a soft greyish blue, and they loosely coil around his long neck. he tends to decorate himself in thin silver chains, some of whitchurch have things attached to them, and a few chairs form a pretty head dress that hang into his light blue eyes. normally, he looks very sleepy and always sounds like it too.
PERSONALITY â€â€
→ ISFP | hufflepuff | true neutral
→ optimist | introvert
→ sleepie spends most of his time asleep. it's his favourite passtime, and his only way to seem.. normal. on a good day, he spends two hours awake and then takes regular naps in between each two hours. he is considered lofty and down to earth. he always hears both sides of the story and is a very good judge in situations that call for one. he is often very calm and collected- unless he threaten something he cares abou, and then he loses his shit. he becomes violent and irrational, and then it's goodbye to whatever pissed him off. without his sleep, there are a few stages of exhaustion that he goes through. a straight day without sleep simply makes him tired. there's nothing different about him except he's sluggish. two straight days without sleep, and he becomes easily agitated and angered. avoid him if he is like this, as he also gets violent. three days of no sleep, and he becomes increasingly paranoid. normally, sometime during the third day he will pass out. if he doesn't pass out, then on the fourth day, he will sleep without any way to wake him up.
POWERS â€â€
→ fire elementals | able to make a stream of flame from his mouth. when in use, before he blows the flame out, his chest and throat begin to light up from the flame. the flames are often fiery red, but sometimes blue if extremely angered.
→ size manipulation | this power is almost always in use to make himself smaller. at his smallest, he is 5'2, and 9 feet long. at his largest, he is the exact size of a school bus (both medium and extra large bodies naught for this just in case)
→ telekinesis | if he is feeling energised and playful, he will often lift the kittens with this power. if he has gone more than two days without sleep, he can not control this power.
→ item | description
RELATIONSHIPS â€â€
→ josius, god of stone xx albiyot | too many siblings to name
→ single | taken by __ | completely oblivious as to what love is
→ assumed asexual | assumed a romantic
→ sexuality and romantic preference are not set in stone.
BATTLE TAGS â€â€
→ peaceful actions can be powerplayed | he loves physical contact- as long as you're warm
→ physically easy when not angry | physically very difficult when angered
→ mentally very difficult when not angered | mentally easy when angered- not advised that you insult him when angry
→ @ salem when attacking
OTHER â€â€
→ *sleepie is a god from a made up religion! it is from a book i've been developing and he exists along all other gods and should not conflict with any back stories!
sleep had made a habit out of sleeping in the flower patch he had been found in. it was warm, and the sun hit his scales just right. that day, he had hardly napped- mostly just playing around with the NPC children and letting them climb all over him. it had throughly exhausted him, so when a splitting scream had awoken him, he was more than a little bit annoyed.
he hauled himself into a standing position and launched himself in the sky, circling the sky for a while until he was a flash of beige fur. he had yet to see someone in the clan like that. he slowly got closer to see the red that stained the beige, and the body the animal dragged along by the back legs as the body struggled to get loose. he knew who it was- one of the younger npcs who liked to roam on their own. he felt his claws twitch, and before he could even take a calming breath, his eyes changed.
a deep, bloody red engulfed the soft blue, and something else seemed to overtake the normally gentle and soft wyvern. he shot to the ground and landed heavily behind the kidnapper, growling lowly. the lion groaned. "im trying to hunt h-" a long pause followed as the lion had turned only to see a massive wyvern in his path. sleepwalker had grown to almost three or four times his size- the exact size of a bus.
"why don't you finish that sentence, you absolute fuck?" sleepwalker snarled, gliding closer so his colossal face was only inches from the much smaller lion. over the lions shoulder, he saw the NPC running, and he could t help but feel relieved. the lion seemed to notice too, but was too afraid to move to try and catch them again.
"who.. who do you think you are?" the lion's voice trembled terribly, and sleepwalker instky straightened his long neck, the ivory horns that coiled around his neck visible, the chains that hung across his body clinging together almost ominously. "right now? i'm the bringer of your doom." he snarled, and as soon as he finished speaking, the lion ran for his life.
a roar split past the maw of the wyvern and once again he took to the skies, just over the lion, casting a shadow over the creature. he began to plummet, before pinning the lion under one large foot. "you do not deserve a meal- much less lie." he snarled in the lions lion, taking a deep breath. his chest began to glow with the flame that built within it, and as he let out the flame, there were shrieks of pain.
releasing the lion from his claws, he would sit back and watch in slight amusement as the lion attempted to crawl away, crying out in pain- only to be lifted into the air, red eyes of the wyvern glowing as the lion slammed roughly back into the ground- over and over again until it was left unmoving.
deep, panting breaths escaped the steven as the red drained from his eyes and he shrank back to his smaller size, wings lazy and limp against the ground, slowly laying his chin against the soft, slightly charred grass. that had taken quite the toll on him, and all he wanted to do now was rest.
[spoiler=TAGS | 3/23]GENERAL INFO â€â€
→ thoenidous | " sleepwalker " | god of sleep and nighttime | he is a god from a made up religion*
→ no known gender | unknown biological sex, assumed male | any pronouns accepted, personally uses masculine pronouns but doesn't care
→ his body age is currently a couple hundred years old | mentally millions of years old | unknown birthday | unknown zodiac
→ member of fortis ignis | a demigid
APPEARANCE â€â€
→ compared to other dragons/wyverns, sleepie is considered very small. when on all fours, he only stands at 5'2, and is around 9-10 feet long- he weighs in at about 130 lbs. his scales seem to be made of very thin and fragile obsidian, making them look a deep and glassy looking plum colour. as he is a wyvern, he doesn't really have front legs, just wings with very dull claws that help him grip the ground and walk. in his head are fairly large horns that are a soft greyish blue, and they loosely coil around his long neck. he tends to decorate himself in thin silver chains, some of whitchurch have things attached to them, and a few chairs form a pretty head dress that hang into his light blue eyes. normally, he looks very sleepy and always sounds like it too.
PERSONALITY â€â€
→ ISFP | hufflepuff | true neutral
→ optimist | introvert
→ sleepie spends most of his time asleep. it's his favourite passtime, and his only way to seem.. normal. on a good day, he spends two hours awake and then takes regular naps in between each two hours. he is considered lofty and down to earth. he always hears both sides of the story and is a very good judge in situations that call for one. he is often very calm and collected- unless he threaten something he cares abou, and then he loses his shit. he becomes violent and irrational, and then it's goodbye to whatever pissed him off. without his sleep, there are a few stages of exhaustion that he goes through. a straight day without sleep simply makes him tired. there's nothing different about him except he's sluggish. two straight days without sleep, and he becomes easily agitated and angered. avoid him if he is like this, as he also gets violent. three days of no sleep, and he becomes increasingly paranoid. normally, sometime during the third day he will pass out. if he doesn't pass out, then on the fourth day, he will sleep without any way to wake him up.
POWERS â€â€
→ fire elementals | able to make a stream of flame from his mouth. when in use, before he blows the flame out, his chest and throat begin to light up from the flame. the flames are often fiery red, but sometimes blue if extremely angered.
→ size manipulation | this power is almost always in use to make himself smaller. at his smallest, he is 5'2, and 9 feet long. at his largest, he is the exact size of a school bus (both medium and extra large bodies naught for this just in case)
→ telekinesis | if he is feeling energised and playful, he will often lift the kittens with this power. if he has gone more than two days without sleep, he can not control this power.
→ item | description
RELATIONSHIPS â€â€
→ josius, god of stone xx albiyot | too many siblings to name
→ single | taken by __ | completely oblivious as to what love is
→ assumed asexual | assumed a romantic
→ sexuality and romantic preference are not set in stone.
BATTLE TAGS â€â€
→ peaceful actions can be powerplayed | he loves physical contact- as long as you're warm
→ physically easy when not angry | physically very difficult when angered
→ mentally very difficult when not angered | mentally easy when angered- not advised that you insult him when angry
→ @ salem when attacking
OTHER â€â€
→ *sleepie is a god from a made up religion! it is from a book i've been developing and he exists along all other gods and should not conflict with any back stories!
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AND NOW I SEE THE SUNLIGHT
I FEEL GLORIOUS, GLORIOUS
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