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::Too cool, too cool, too cool!::
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| Name: | Donetaareld |
| Bond: | ? |
| Candidate at: | ? |
| From: | Chaos of Color Clutches, drawn by Myrror at the Edge of Shadows |
| Species: | Fur-backed crested Wyld |
| Age: | Adult |
| Sex: | Male |
| Height: | 22'9", bipedal; 64'0" long |
| Color: | Glassy green, blue, and black |
| Father: | Eivangeld |
| Mother: | Trialth |
| Residence: | Star City |
| Position: | Drummer in an all-dragon rock band; used to work as an engineer, but now just lives off savings |
| Personality: | Donetaareld, or more likely just
"Donny", is too cool, too cool, too cool! Give him some shades
and a leather jacket, because he is too hot for you. He's the
strong, amiable, grinning, hard-hitting, rascal drummer of his rock
band-- not to mention eager to throw in whatever other random percussion
or wind instrument he's come across, sometimes to the annoyance of the
other members.
However, Donny is also a nervous fellow, though most people don't know that about him. He has no trouble with stage fright, and he's friendly enough when meeting fans, but he is also generally very paranoid, and it's well-nigh impossible to talk to him alone. It takes time to learn about his paranoia when it comes to people being "out to get him", because he's good at hiding it, but for the observant, it's obvious in small things. |
| Abilities: | Teleportation, telepathy, alter physical structure: crystal |
Flights
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Location |
Chasing |
Stories |
Offspring |
| Sanctuary of the Sun |
Purplex
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Flight |
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