*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
" Sure! That would be great! It's just some dump on the trashy side of town. I don't worry about things when I have luck on my side, although bedbugs are still a problem *shudder* . I have always checked my bedding, as human bedding seems to be infested with any number of crawlies since times immemorial. At least pubic lice, crabs, and rat fleas are no longer issues. Thank goodness for modern hygiene!"
Asclepius was looking forward to sleep. He followed the lady out.

Ackley walked down the street to her personal car. It was a beat around, so the rough neighborhood was of no consequence. She unlocked the passenger side door first, before walking around to the driver's side. She unlocked it and climbed inside. "You know how they get rid of bed bugs? Not with sprays, but they heat the whole place up to over a hundred and fifty degrees. It kill them where they hide. Bad thing, everything that melts at that temperature must be taken out. I saw it on Animal Planet. That's a tv channel." She replied honestly.
 
Razeth's play was quickly turning to anger. He growled and turned to shoot acid breath at his brother.

Nevitha hissed at her sister, not at all intimidated, as she returned to her meal.
Reaper returned from ensuring their territory was scent marked and undisturbed. He hummed softly as he approached the cave entrance.
Trogdor released his grip on his brother's tail. They may be highly resistant to acid breath, but it still didn't feel good to get it in the eyes! He tumbled, doing a backwards somersault and landing on his feet. Batting at his eyes a bit, he squalled, searching for pity from Slygotha, who snorted at him. She gave him a small nuzzle, saying," don't start anything you cannot finish, Trogdor. You must be strong."
Trogdor's gaze fell, but he nodded his understanding, a crocodile tear welling up in his eye in reaction to the acid.
Looking up, Slygotha could feel the vibrations of her mate's heavy step and hear his humming. She responded in kind, letting him know that things were going well.
 
Last edited:
Trogdor released his grip on his brother's tail. They may be highly resistant to acid breath, but it still didn't feel good to get it in the eyes! He tumbled, doing a backwards somersault and landing on his feet. Batting at his eyes a bit, he squalled, searching for pity from Slygotha, who snorted at him. She gave him a small nuzzle, saying," don't start anything you cannot finish, Trogdor. You must be strong."
Trogdor's gaze fell, but he nodded his understanding, a crocodile tear welling up in his eye in reaction to the acid.
Looking up, Slygotha could feel the vibrations of her mate's heavy step and hear his humming. She responded in kind, letting him know that things were going well.

Razeth trotted off in other pursuit of entertainment. Elected to practices flying over the horde. While Nevitha turned from her meal and looked to the cave entrance as her father returned with fresh meat for all.

Reaper carried in the bull elephant he killed on his way back to his family. He set it down before his mate. And nuzzled her in greeting. "You look lovely as ever. Have the wyrmlings been driving you to distraction?" He asked quietly.
 
Ackley walked down the street to her personal car. It was a beat around, so the rough neighborhood was of no consequence. She unlocked the passenger side door first, before walking around to the driver's side. She unlocked it and climbed inside. "You know how they get rid of bed bugs? Not with sprays, but they heat the whole place up to over a hundred and fifty degrees. It kill them where they hide. Bad thing, everything that melts at that temperature must be taken out. I saw it on Animal Planet. That's a tv channel." She replied honestly.

Asclepius climbed into the passenger side, ducking in to prevent hitting his head. Once he closed the door he turned to face her again while she drove. "Fascinating! I don't make much time to watch the TV; it takes up time that could be better served elsewhere. I try to be disciplined, although my wagging tounge gets me in trouble sometimes," laughed Asclepius. "There's always some sort of home improvement shoe or the news on in the waiting rooms at the clinic's I've worked, usually, and occasionally it's on some sort of food show, or animal show. I am not sure what it is, but there's always something playing. I don't think this hotel cares enough to go through all that, so I just cast a containment spell over my mattress, keeping whatever lives inside there so it doesn't bite me. Still icky though. You know, 150 degrees sounds pretty darn nice to me. I like it toasty. My old nest, so very long ago when I was trying to impress a dragoness, was very close to a volcano, since Golden dragons must keep their eggs on open flames during incubation. Too bad it didn't work out, but hey, Goldens aren't strict about mating for life culturally. So, tell me more about you. You seem like you know your way around here. What's your story?"
 

New posts New threads Active threads

Back
Top Bottom