Post by miranda on Dec 31, 2007 1:33:57 GMT -5
Name: Elion
Gender: he
Occupation: no
Age: almost 1
what you are: Fon (Fox and Dragon mix)
Appearance: A lot like a normal fox, save for his dragon like wings. He has yellow eyes. When older they can breath fire, but for now, they have only a little control over it, causing it to come out unexpectidly, or not at all.
Picture:
Only he has scaley wings instead.
Personality:
History: they were born. I ate their mum. They came to Crazy town. The end.
RPG Ex: A fon was flying gleefully upside down, an cookie in his mouth, and a donut in his hand-- er, paw. We are siamese was playing continuesly in his head. "Oh... where... oh... where... could... my... donut... beeee....." Elion mumble-sung to himself, "Oh... where... oh... where... could... it... be... With it's.... circular shape.... and it's yummy taste.... in my stomache, it should be..."
He giggled to himself, as he shoved his donut into his mouth, before flipping over and dive-bombing downward. He attempted to stop ten feet off the found, and because of his attempt, when he his the ground, it didn't hurt as bad.
Gender: he
Occupation: no
Age: almost 1
what you are: Fon (Fox and Dragon mix)
Appearance: A lot like a normal fox, save for his dragon like wings. He has yellow eyes. When older they can breath fire, but for now, they have only a little control over it, causing it to come out unexpectidly, or not at all.
Picture:
Only he has scaley wings instead.Personality:
There once was a Fon from the forest
he loved to cause an uproarus(Shut up about the crappy changing the word to make it rhyme >.<)
Causing destruction to small sand houses
and eating all the food of each of your spouses
This little fella nevers bores us.(again with the crappy word rhyme. Oi vey.)
he loved to cause an uproarus(Shut up about the crappy changing the word to make it rhyme >.<)
Causing destruction to small sand houses
and eating all the food of each of your spouses
This little fella nevers bores us.(again with the crappy word rhyme. Oi vey.)
History: they were born. I ate their mum. They came to Crazy town. The end.
RPG Ex: A fon was flying gleefully upside down, an cookie in his mouth, and a donut in his hand-- er, paw. We are siamese was playing continuesly in his head. "Oh... where... oh... where... could... my... donut... beeee....." Elion mumble-sung to himself, "Oh... where... oh... where... could... it... be... With it's.... circular shape.... and it's yummy taste.... in my stomache, it should be..."
He giggled to himself, as he shoved his donut into his mouth, before flipping over and dive-bombing downward. He attempted to stop ten feet off the found, and because of his attempt, when he his the ground, it didn't hurt as bad.