Post by Lucian Frost on Apr 10, 2009 3:09:21 GMT -5
General:
Name: Lucian Frost
Sexuality: Straight
Gender:Male
Class:Night
Grade: Senior
Age:19
Likes:Music
Being calm and keeping his center
Women
Practicing magic
Strumming on his guitar
Dislikes Extreme heat
People trying to make him lose his cool
Overly outspoken people
Dramatic people
Country music
Description
Height: 5'10"
Eye Color:Ice blue
Hair Color:White with shades of gray on his bangs. The length of his hair is short around the back, growing longer as it gets to the sides and falling just slightly past his ears
Weight: 135 pounds
Other:A sleeve tattoo on his right arm that on the shoulder starts out black and forms thick intricate lines that gets thinner as it goes down to his hand. As it gets closer to his hand it goes from black slowly to ice blue, and the lines touch to a point in the middle of his palm.
Special:
Type:Ice dragon
Powers: After years spent developing his ice powers he has taught himself to break down his bodies molecules and turn himself into snow and ice particles, allowing him to float unnoticed just incase he ever needed to be stealthy. He can pass through walls or slip under cracks. He can even freeze the things he passes through if he so chooses.
Weapon:Anything he can make out of ice. Usually his favorites are a massive sword, a scythe with a massive blade and ice throwing knives.
Password:Koolimpah
Personality:Lucian’s power reflects on his personality. He’s happiest when he is calm and collected which is why he occasionally meditates to keep his center. With him being a very laid back person he is rarely violent and is usually a pretty nice guy but, he always has a high sense of sarcasm about him. Most people like that about him but others find it rather annoying. When he was a child, before he was even aware he was a dragon, the stories in his village said that if an ice dragon was saddened the temperature would drop and it would start snowing lightly. He wondered about that since he was thirteen he found out first hand that it was true.
When Lucian gets angry, which is rare in itself, he loses all control over his powers. The angrier he gets the more violent his ice powers get, when he took a step the ground froze beneath his feet. His whole eye, not just the iris glow ice blue. Because of this he tends to watch himself very carefully as to not harm the people around him. All in all Lucian is a very calm dragon. Myths and legends tend to portray ice dragons as vicious killers for those who do not understand them. Lucian is living proof its not true. Another trait of his carefree personality is the fact that sometimes he accidentally freezes objects like cell phones and ipods.
Even though he has a great degree of control over his emotions when he can and will lose his temper when people try hard enough. After he has no reason to be angry anymore he has a few tricks to calm himself down. Music is the main thing that he can do to calm himself down and since when he’s angry he freezes everything he touches he sings to himself, its is own form of meditation. Although is anyone is bold enough to get near him when he’s in his angered state other people can calm him down by playing with his hair or just talking him down, letting him know he’s not alone. Another more dangerous way to calm him down is to try to make the area surrounding him extremely hot. If someone can manage to warm Lucien up his powers will weaken and it will bring him to a calmed down state as well as a very vulnerable state to where he could be seriously injured without even really trying.
Being an ice dragon, Lucian never gets colds or the flu but, when her gets nervous he exhibits flu like symptoms runny nose, coughing, sneezing, sore throat and drowsiness. If you really pay attention to him then you will never be able to be lied to when you ask Lucian if something is wrong. However in his dragon form he has total control over his powers and he is a very fierce fighter, although the ice dragon race aren’t the strongest of the dragons they are one of the most skilled in magic.
Like a normal teenager when he turned thirteen his hormones started to rage. However, being a dragon his hormones are meant for his dragon form. His human form barely houses the dragon hormones running through him and according to dragon lore the hormones never calm down, giving Lucian a higher attraction for girls. Everything about a female draws them him. From their soft skin and their touch to the way they smell. He will make sure he does anything in his power to notice him and he often likes to be the center of attention in a crowd if there are females around. Thats why he has learned to love the school, the girls here are all beautiful, even more so than the ones at his home village, however sometimes some of the girls at the school make him more irritated than the guys who are actually trying to make him angry.
History:When Lucian was a child before his thirteenth birthday he would always wonder where the older kids and grownups would go at night once or twice a week. He would try to follow through the woods all the time, running as fast as he could through the snow that continued to get deeper and deeper as he ran to the point of not being able to get through the snow. Depressed he would walk back to his village wondering how they maneuvered through the snow so well. Why couldn’t he keep up? Everyone walked around and spoke like they were all in on some joke that he wasn’t allowed in on.
About a month before his thirteenth birthday he started to feel changes inside himself. While the adults tried to tell him it was puberty, he was convinced that puberty didn’t include being cold all the time and his fingernails turning black. Everything he touched would get colder and colder as the days passed. Finally, at the stroke of midnight when his birthday began he was walking through the snow at night and felt pain, like his body was being ripped apart the worst of it being on his shoulder blades. He felt the skin tearing on his back as he sprouted wings and transformed, the first was always the worst. The older children and adults came out to see the commotion and they were delighted when they heard the roar of Lucian in his dragon form.
He was pissed a his parents for the longest time for not telling him the truth. They explained that if they had told him before he turned into a dragon he would only think them crazy and would run off and tell the children who haven’t changed yet and they couldn’t have that. He still didn’t forgive them but after a while understood as he grasped his powers more and more.
He started to attend the meetings that were always held in dragon form. It was a wonder, the dragon tongue felt like it was with him his whole life but he only had just learned it. It was there he learned the a war was to break out between a rivaling dragon species. Lucian wanted to fight, he wanted to protect his race badly but his parents wouldn’t have it. They didn’t want their only son dieing and for the sake of continuing their race the sent him off to a school where he could be himself.
It was at this school he would learn and meet people who were different just like him. A place where he could learn to be a better fighter than the residents of his village could ever be. Although since he was sent to the school without a choice he has arrived with some bitterness but, he does like exploring the grounds and seeing as is there to see, at the expense of going to class of course.
Other?:
RP Sample
He thought it was so funny that ice dragons were so well equipped for battle, they weren’t even a very violent race but, they did need to protect his lands. As he walked he saw a break in the trees, just the place he was looking for. Slowly but surely he made his way to the opening leading out to a cliff. He walked to the edge and looked over his home village lay sleeping below. Lucian inhaled deeply and let out a loud fierce roar. He was trying to find his brothers and sisters who were in dragon form. Moments after his roar a separate roar echoed to him from the distance. He spread his massive wings and started to flap them slowly at first but getting stronger and faster.
Soon he was flying and off in the distance he went. This in his opinion was the best pat about being a dragon, feeling the wind slide across his scales. Even when he was in human form he could sprout his wings and feel the wind through his hair. The feeling of dry eyes stopped the thought short. He realized he forgot to cover his eyes with the goggle like film to protect his kind from the high altitudes and speed he was able to reach. And his kind was even more special, under the water, ice dragons could hold their breaths underwater for a prolonged period of time. As he flown he used his sense of smell to pick up on the dragon who answered his call. Perhaps they would have a playful fight with one another, leaving the spot they met a clearing of ice and debris from whatever they might have damaged.
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