*Hidden Nature* A Shapeshifting RP

What do you think about this rp?

  • Ordinary...

    Votes: 11 16.2%
  • Boring :(

    Votes: 11 16.2%
  • Totally Awesome!!!

    Votes: 46 67.6%

  • Total voters
    68
Reaper was hesitant to handle the wyrmlings. They were so delicate ans a misplaced tooth could be disastrous. So his fear of unnecessary hurting one, held him in his place. He should have helped with Gugol, but he would be apprehensive until they got a little stronger. So when Slygotha settled again, so did Razeth. He focused and eagerly awaited the next to hatch. "It would seem a little sibling rivalry is a motivator in their hatching. For they seem intent upon hatching close to eachother." He stated with humor. But looked to the two motionless eggs with trepidation.

Slygotha grinned widely, acknowledging the humor in his comment. " Indeed, what would youth be without rivalry to drive them to ever greater heights of conquest? Let's just hope they don't kill each other. I plan to teach them that family can be more useful alive than dead. After all, in an ever shrinking world, to be hermits can lead to their demise if they aren't careful."
One of the three moving eggs started rocking around violently, possibly ready to hatch any moment!
 
(POWER PLAYER. Haha, just kidding. :rolleyes: )

"Ah, well, we'll just have to wait and see." Islanzadi said. "But gosh, why do you have to be so hard to kill?" She pretended to be annoyed by this fact.

( Ummm, how is that power playing. It's the truth. I'll quote it for you, if you want me too. Shaylee did that spellfor him, so when he flew around the city, no one would see him or his wings. As long as he keeps that stone on him.)
Cicero sighed dramatically and said, "I guess I'm just special that way." He then chuckled softly.
 
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( Ummm, how is that power playing. It's the truth. I'll quote it for you, if you want me too. Shaylee did that spellfor him, so when he flew around the city, no one would see him or his wings. As long as he keeps that stone on him.)
Cicero sighed dramatically and said, "I guess I'm just special that way." He then chuckled softly.


(I was joking. I said just kidding. Really, that's not power playing. Sorry about the misunderstanding.)

Islanzadi smiled, "Well, stop being special!" She joked. She then continued looking at the art around them.
 
(I was joking. I said just kidding. Really, that's not power playing. Sorry about the misunderstanding.)

Islanzadi smiled, "Well, stop being special!" She joked. She then continued looking at the art around them.

(Oh, okay. It was the eye rolling that had me thinking you were annoyed. Sorry, I was just making sure. :D )

Cicero burst out laughing at Islanzadi's joking tone. He settled down as the humans looked at him strongly for causing a disruption. He contented himself with looking to the exhibits.
 
(Oh, okay. It was the eye rolling that had me thinking you were annoyed. Sorry, I was just making sure. :D )

Cicero burst out laughing at Islanzadi's joking tone. He settled down as the humans looked at him strongly for causing a disruption. He contented himself with looking to the exhibits.


(Haha, don't worry about it!)

Islanzadi looked closely at one of the paintings hung on the wall. It was a replica of the Mona Lisa, of course not the original.

"This painting is rather popular, I've heard about it a lot among humans." Islanzadi told Cicero as she examined the art.
 
Slygotha grinned widely, acknowledging the humor in his comment. " Indeed, what would youth be without rivalry to drive them to ever greater heights of conquest? Let's just hope they don't kill each other. I plan to teach them that family can be more useful alive than dead. After all, in an ever shrinking world, to be hermits can lead to their demise if they aren't careful."
One of the three moving eggs started rocking around violently, possibly ready to hatch any moment!

Reaper agreed with the wisdom of his mate's observations and logic. "Your intelligence is as sharp as your claws and as formidable as your acid, my precious mate. Just one of many things I love about you." He replied truthfully, as the next egg practically shattered outwards. Reaper dodged a shell fragment as it shot towards his face. As he looked down at the newest little wyrmling, it shook the slime from it's eyes and nose with a quick shake of it's head.
 
(Haha, don't worry about it!)

Islanzadi looked closely at one of the paintings hung on the wall. It was a replica of the Mona Lisa, of course not the original.

"This painting is rather popular, I've heard about it a lot among humans." Islanzadi told Cicero as she examined the art.

Cicero looked at the painting and finding it difficult to see why it was favored so strongly by the humans. "It is quite plain and unassuming. What is she smiling at? " He asked curiously. (:gig )
 
Cicero looked at the painting and finding it difficult to see why it was favored so strongly by the humans. "It is quite plain and unassuming. What is she smiling at? " He asked curiously. (:gig )


"I don't really think she's smiling at anything in particular, she's just smiling. I like it, since her face isn't a blank canvas." Islanzadi said thoughtfully.
"Though, I can see why somebody wouldn't like it. You are correct about it being rather plain."
 
Reaper agreed with the wisdom of his mate's observations and logic. "Your intelligence is as sharp as your claws and as formidable as your acid, my precious mate. Just one of many things I love about you." He replied truthfully, as the next egg practically shattered outwards. Reaper dodged a shell fragment as it shot towards his face. As he looked down at the newest little wyrmling, it shook the slime from it's eyes and nose with a quick shake of it's head.

Slygotha looked surprised at this wyrmling's explosive entrance, but a loud guffaw escaped her after reaper had dodged the outward flying eggshell. Razeth, disturbed by her outburst, fussed a little before falling back asleep. The newest wyrmling, looking around, leaned forward towards Reaper, tumbling out across the damp cavern floor in front of him. The little sticky babe wailed, helpless and unsure of itself, looking towards Reaper for reassurance.
 
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"I don't really think she's smiling at anything in particular, she's just smiling. I like it, since her face isn't a blank canvas." Islanzadi said thoughtfully.
"Though, I can see why somebody wouldn't like it. You are correct about it being rather plain."

Cicero nodded as he studied the painting further. "I didn't mean I didn't like it. It's just.... unique is the word I was searching for." He finally said with some reflection.
 

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