Of Feathers And Flames- A Wings of Fire AU RP

Blackout stood nearby, watching the group bustle around the hurt little human. He tapped his talons nervously on the soil, and sighed anxiously. He wasn't the biggest fan of humans overall, but he knew that was just because of how he had been raised; being whipped and abused by them wasn't going to make him love them. But there had been a rare few that seemed to care about their dragons.
Sometimes, a young girl would pass the places where he and others were kept, and sneak up to them and rub their noses. She would whisper things that sounded soothing, even if Blackout couldn't understand them. She always gave them an extra small piece of meat if her superiors weren't watching, and would make an upset face when she saw their scars.
Blackout didn't know where this girl had gone. One day, like so many other young workers, she got old enough to move on to another section that would give her more training with dragons; someday, she'd have her own.
Blackout hoped she'd not lose her tender heart. She was one of the first humans that made him feel like maybe not all of them were terrible.
As he was remembering these things, he registered the other human standing there, looking towards Alyssia. He didn't like it.
He growled. The human whipped around and snapped something at him.
The stupid little thing was all too familiar. This specific human had been his rider for all his life. Blackout caught some words from what this human- Austin, he quite unfortunately knew- and realized he was mad at him for leaving the den.
Not deigning to answer, Blackout smirked slightly, and whacked Austin gently with a talon, sending him sprawling.
"Heh." He chuckled dryly. "That felt great."
Austin didn't even see it coming. At one point, he was yelling at his former dragon, but then he felt cold scales on his side and the next thing he knew, he was staring at the sky. He turned his head and glared at the nightwing. The chuckle from the dragon ignited anger in Austin and he got up quickly. He continued to glare at the dragon, but the nightwings gaze was not on him anymore. The urge to jump the nightwing was so tempting, but he saw movement from the corner of his eye and he turned to see the icy white dragon picking up the raggedy human. No.....they're gonna kill her now. He turned to go towards them, but a chill flew through the air. Some sort of power or presence seemed to float in the air, but then almost as soon as it had appeared, it vanished, leaving only a small lingering of it. Austin's eyes went wide as he saw the girl sit up and look up at the dragon and speak. She's ok? I thought she was dying! The girl swung herself around and dropped to the ground. She looked around at the group with curious eyes. Beautiful blue eyes. Even from the distance he was at, he could make out the color of her eyes.
He recalled the raggedy girl who'd come to beg for their help before. She was bruised, scraped, and burned. Her hair was a mess and her clothes were in poor condition. This was not the same girl. Yes, her hair was still a mess and her clothes weren't any better, but he never noticed her eyes before. But, his gaze was drawn back to the ice dragon as he realized that all of her injuries were gone. No....he can't be.... He'd heard rumors, but he never thought that "magical" dragons were real. He looked back and forth between the girl and the dragon. Why would he use his power on a human.....
 
The Lunarwing blinked slowly.
The world around her was a blur. Her eyes were bleary from the forced sleep she had been in for so long.
Nothing made sense. Her memory was black. As in, there was nothingness.
How had she gotten here?
And where was "here"?
She was stretched out stomach-down on a large metal table. Her wings were spread open and strapped down, and her legs were tied together beneath her.
There was a bright light above her, and it blinked slightly, as though it was old and hadn't been properly taken care of. There was a sweltering heat in the strange room, and the metal table beneath her was almost slippery with her own sweat.
An odd muzzle sat on her face, but it was loose.
As though it hadn't been fully snapped closed.
A door opened behind her, and she heard steps. Human ones.
The human in question finally appeared at the edge of her sight. She shifted her eyes to the side, barely able to see the human, but doing her best.
This was the first human she had ever seen....
Wait no it wasn't.
She had seen a human before!
.....Right?
This one stepped in front of her now, and placed a hand on her head. She growled.
"Easy now..." the man muttered in her tongue. There was a glint in his eyes she didn't like, and though his kind-seeming demeanor, there was some sort of air about him that she wanted to physically shy away from.
"Poor thing.... we found you out in the desert. You were almost dead. We rescued you," he said with a strange smile that didn't reach his dark eyes.
Neoma found that the muzzle was loose enough for her to talk, and she muttered one word.
"Liar."
The man chuckled. "Yes, I am lying. But I'd wager you can't remember what really happened, so you can't really prove otherwise, can you?"
He leaned closer, til his two small eyes were almost level with one of hers.
"In fact, you can't remember anything."
He patted her on the head, and the last one felt like a slap.
"Anything you can remember you'll be forgetting rather soon- including this interaction. Soon, you'll remember nothing except humans. You'll be incredible- the first Lunarwing a human has ever ridden! And who better to ride you than my daughter?" The odd scientist laughed. It was a sharp sound, and the silver dragon's ears wanted to bleed.
He stepped out of her vision, and the Lunarwing squinched her eyes shut to stem her rebellious tears.
"Now for the forgetting." She heard his voice murmur silkily, before the muzzle began buzzing violently.
She screamed. The buzzing seemed to dig into her head, it felt like knives digging into her skull. It felt like millions of needles puncturing her brain, and it took over everything until she couldn't think.
The last thought she had before she blacked out again was this.
The man was right.
She didn't remember anything.
And that included her own name.
Uhm, this is legit fire. Gosh, this RP is straight up elite. Everyone here is SO. FLERKING. GOOD. At writing.
I always have 2.57 billion plot twist ideas, and most RPs are too... 'PG' for me to pull them off- not that they're bad, they're just like.. this scene. And no one else is committed like you lot. Welp, thank you. Cuz, this is some fun stuff, and I can't stop daydreaming about the twisty breakout and dogfight out of the Scorpion Den. It's going to be E.L.I.T.E.
 
Is there anything I have to reply to that I am missing? I went through and couldn't find anything. But 87% of the time I'm a blind idiot, so, I mean, the chances of me missing something...
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Uhm, this is legit fire. Gosh, this RP is straight up elite. Everyone here is SO. FLERKING. GOOD. At writing.
I always have 2.57 billion plot twist ideas, and most RPs are too... 'PG' for me to pull them off- not that they're bad, they're just like.. this scene. And no one else is committed like you lot. Welp, thank you. Cuz, this is some fun stuff, and I can't stop daydreaming about the twisty breakout and dogfight out of the Scorpion Den. It's going to be E.L.I.T.E.
Me, every time I come back on here to read
 
Uhm, this is legit fire. Gosh, this RP is straight up elite. Everyone here is SO. FLERKING. GOOD. At writing.
I always have 2.57 billion plot twist ideas, and most RPs are too... 'PG' for me to pull them off- not that they're bad, they're just like.. this scene. And no one else is committed like you lot. Welp, thank you. Cuz, this is some fun stuff, and I can't stop daydreaming about the twisty breakout and dogfight out of the Scorpion Den. It's going to be E.L.I.T.E.
I literally dream about this rp every night. It's so incredible and our characters are so colorful. Everyone here is an awesome writer and since we are all overflowing with ideas, when our ideas clash in the rp, the become such an amazing and creative story like nothing I've ever written before.
 
Uhm, this is legit fire. Gosh, this RP is straight up elite. Everyone here is SO. FLERKING. GOOD. At writing.
I always have 2.57 billion plot twist ideas, and most RPs are too... 'PG' for me to pull them off- not that they're bad, they're just like.. this scene. And no one else is committed like you lot. Welp, thank you. Cuz, this is some fun stuff, and I can't stop daydreaming about the twisty breakout and dogfight out of the Scorpion Den. It's going to be E.L.I.T.E.
awww thanku, honestly that makes me feel rly good bc writers block sucks!!!!
you're dang right everyone is so amazing!!!!!!!
i totally get that, sometimes it's hard to know where boundaries are for what to write. Some people aren't as into the harsh reality or dark descriptions, but that's something I love abt this rp! everyone's so excited just to write, and everyone encourages and admires each other's writing.
Everybody is so good!!!
I literally dream about this rp every night. It's so incredible and our characters are so colorful. Everyone here is an awesome writer and since we are all overflowing with ideas, when our ideas clash in the rp, the become such an amazing and creative story like nothing I've ever written before.
honestly same lol, i keep thinking abt all the possibilities of what could happen and my ideas keep changing and spinning! it's like a crazy dance, but the moves keep changing mid-step!!! and every time the dancer makes a move, it's as beautiful as possible!
aight that's it i'm referring to our rp as a dance now lol, it literally is a dance
we're all creating the steps, and the rp is a dancer on a well-lit stage.
I WANT TO POETICALLY DESCRIBE WHAT I'M THINKING ABT THE DANCE THING NOW, IT'S SO CLEAR!!!!
i hope it's clear to y'all what I meant lol

btw I just had an idea, and if y'all want to, we should totally do this; if anyone here has spotify, we should collab on a playlist that is basically good inspo or vibes for the rp!! music affects how I write and i always listen to something while i write, so if anyone wants to join me, I'll be making a playlist!!
 
awww thanku, honestly that makes me feel rly good bc writers block sucks!!!!
you're dang right everyone is so amazing!!!!!!!
i totally get that, sometimes it's hard to know where boundaries are for what to write. Some people aren't as into the harsh reality or dark descriptions, but that's something I love abt this rp! everyone's so excited just to write, and everyone encourages and admires each other's writing.
Everybody is so good!!!

honestly same lol, i keep thinking abt all the possibilities of what could happen and my ideas keep changing and spinning! it's like a crazy dance, but the moves keep changing mid-step!!! and every time the dancer makes a move, it's as beautiful as possible!
aight that's it i'm referring to our rp as a dance now lol, it literally is a dance
we're all creating the steps, and the rp is a dancer on a well-lit stage.
I WANT TO POETICALLY DESCRIBE WHAT I'M THINKING ABT THE DANCE THING NOW, IT'S SO CLEAR!!!!
i hope it's clear to y'all what I meant lol

btw I just had an idea, and if y'all want to, we should totally do this; if anyone here has spotify, we should collab on a playlist that is basically good inspo or vibes for the rp!! music affects how I write and i always listen to something while i write, so if anyone wants to join me, I'll be making a playlist!!
I have Spotify on my moms old phone, but I personally prefer Pandora
 

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