11-12-2019, 10:26 AM
we'll see the sun come up again, we'll climb higher than we've been
The closest Astiar could associate leaving to would be migration. Both required moving locations in a massive swarm. The cicada, of course, didn't quite comprehend the words that were being said. Promising to treat other people well, to be a leader? They soared right over the insect's head. A lot did. Astiar's comprehension was minimal. It was restricted to tones and in rare cases expressions. His wings softly buzzed as he came over, his common noise that always announced his ever noisy presence. His head turned, watching a youth bound towards the Gat and grace an embrace. Not that Astiar fully understood the motion.
The insect provided his greeting, the one that had specifically been crafted for Redvox. He had done such for Kydobi as well - even if the other had died in the combat not long ago. Astiar hadn't intervened in that fight. He had stood amidst the chaos and watched it unfold, not sure in the slightest as to what had happened. His wings loudly buzzed, then scraping at the ground beneath him with the second foot of his left side. His mandibles quietly clicked. Astiar could barely grasp the notion that the other was leaving. That was saddening, barely, to him. First Kydobi, and now the Gat; the two members of the Pitt that Astiar had fully grasped caring about. The cicada lowered his head a little, shifting his weight. He would not be following. Maybe, if Astiar knew of how his food source was absolutely demolished due to the fire, he would. But here was where the dragon considered his home, unaware of the entire conflict that had been brewing for a long time coming. His tail swung slowly behind him, clicking his mandibles, staring with his ever blank red eyes. Perhaps that was his own version of his farewell. Hard to tell, as it was with anything involving the noisy cicada.
The insect provided his greeting, the one that had specifically been crafted for Redvox. He had done such for Kydobi as well - even if the other had died in the combat not long ago. Astiar hadn't intervened in that fight. He had stood amidst the chaos and watched it unfold, not sure in the slightest as to what had happened. His wings loudly buzzed, then scraping at the ground beneath him with the second foot of his left side. His mandibles quietly clicked. Astiar could barely grasp the notion that the other was leaving. That was saddening, barely, to him. First Kydobi, and now the Gat; the two members of the Pitt that Astiar had fully grasped caring about. The cicada lowered his head a little, shifting his weight. He would not be following. Maybe, if Astiar knew of how his food source was absolutely demolished due to the fire, he would. But here was where the dragon considered his home, unaware of the entire conflict that had been brewing for a long time coming. His tail swung slowly behind him, clicking his mandibles, staring with his ever blank red eyes. Perhaps that was his own version of his farewell. Hard to tell, as it was with anything involving the noisy cicada.
GENERAL.
✧ Astiar | Asti, Ast, Bug
✧ physically medium, mentally easy | 7/30
✧ male | he/him
✧ the pitt | pittian
APPEARANCE.
✧ dragon (ref.) | health: 100% | cicada
— a nine foot seven inches tall cicada themed dragon. He has four antennae growing on his head from orange growths on his head. Two grow in front of his twisted horns, and two from behind. Dewclaws point backwards from the body-facing side of all six feet. He has mandibles on either side of his mouth that come from his upper jaw. The top of his upper jaw lays a hardened segment of scales, dotted with yellow dots. These extend as deep green freckles onto the face. A long stinger rests at the end of his lanky, segmented tail. His body has the segmented build of an insect, consisting of a deep orange head, brown body and abdomen, and black spine. His underbelly is a pale navy, with splotches of yellow showing the separation of the sections. His wings are tinted blue, but are translucent. The membrane for them is a bright, vibrant orange. Each wing has one claw at it's second bone, pointing down the rest of the wing's length from the body. His front paws have five fingers, while the rest of his limbs have only three toes. His red eyes are near unblinking, and are built like that of an insect. A series of jagged spikes rise from his black back, and run down his head to his neck.
— tongue and blood is yellow
— no current injuries
COMMUNICAION.
✧ Soft Buzzing
— Ambient noise. Pleased. Feels like making noise. Stretching. Curious.
✧ Loud Buzzing
— Angry. Infuriated. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike. Flying.
— IF ALONE: 'Come here'. 'Come closer'. 'Help'. 'Need assistance'. Lonely
✧ Mandible Clicking
— Ambient noise. Hungry. Curious. Nervous.
✧ Hissing
— Angry. Irritated. About to strike. Stop. 'Stay away'. 'I'm uncomfortable'. Testing vocal cords.
✧ Chattering
— Ambient noise. Mimicking speech. Pleasant.
✧ Grumbling
— Irritated. Annoyed. Being pessimistic. Bothered.
✧ Roaring
Angered. Infuriated. Enraged. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike.
✧ Rumbling
— Curious. Intrigued. Friendly. 'Come closer'. Pleased. Happy.
PERSONALITY.
✧ Curious, inquisitive, devoted, loyal, open-minded
✧ neutral sided, easily impressed, impressionable
✧ clueless, over-obedient, takes commands without hesitation
RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ adok x yitz
✧ clipyer
✧ demiromantic bisexual | single
✧ friends
— will add
INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically medium | mentally easy | no powers | no weapons | claws, teeth, talons
✧ will start/end fights on command, easy provoke | will kill
✧ very limited fighting knowledge
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #B21925 | mention [member=7712]Astiar[/member] when attacking
MISC.
— mostly feral
— speaks a wordless bug language
— worker drone
✧ Obeys without question
✧ Astiar | Asti, Ast, Bug
✧ physically medium, mentally easy | 7/30
✧ male | he/him
✧ the pitt | pittian
APPEARANCE.
✧ dragon (ref.) | health: 100% | cicada
— a nine foot seven inches tall cicada themed dragon. He has four antennae growing on his head from orange growths on his head. Two grow in front of his twisted horns, and two from behind. Dewclaws point backwards from the body-facing side of all six feet. He has mandibles on either side of his mouth that come from his upper jaw. The top of his upper jaw lays a hardened segment of scales, dotted with yellow dots. These extend as deep green freckles onto the face. A long stinger rests at the end of his lanky, segmented tail. His body has the segmented build of an insect, consisting of a deep orange head, brown body and abdomen, and black spine. His underbelly is a pale navy, with splotches of yellow showing the separation of the sections. His wings are tinted blue, but are translucent. The membrane for them is a bright, vibrant orange. Each wing has one claw at it's second bone, pointing down the rest of the wing's length from the body. His front paws have five fingers, while the rest of his limbs have only three toes. His red eyes are near unblinking, and are built like that of an insect. A series of jagged spikes rise from his black back, and run down his head to his neck.
— tongue and blood is yellow
— no current injuries
COMMUNICAION.
✧ Soft Buzzing
— Ambient noise. Pleased. Feels like making noise. Stretching. Curious.
✧ Loud Buzzing
— Angry. Infuriated. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike. Flying.
— IF ALONE: 'Come here'. 'Come closer'. 'Help'. 'Need assistance'. Lonely
✧ Mandible Clicking
— Ambient noise. Hungry. Curious. Nervous.
✧ Hissing
— Angry. Irritated. About to strike. Stop. 'Stay away'. 'I'm uncomfortable'. Testing vocal cords.
✧ Chattering
— Ambient noise. Mimicking speech. Pleasant.
✧ Grumbling
— Irritated. Annoyed. Being pessimistic. Bothered.
✧ Roaring
Angered. Infuriated. Enraged. Sizing up. Stop. About to strike.
✧ Rumbling
— Curious. Intrigued. Friendly. 'Come closer'. Pleased. Happy.
PERSONALITY.
✧ Curious, inquisitive, devoted, loyal, open-minded
✧ neutral sided, easily impressed, impressionable
✧ clueless, over-obedient, takes commands without hesitation
RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ adok x yitz
✧ clipyer
✧ demiromantic bisexual | single
✧ friends
— will add
INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically medium | mentally easy | no powers | no weapons | claws, teeth, talons
✧ will start/end fights on command, easy provoke | will kill
✧ very limited fighting knowledge
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #B21925 | mention [member=7712]Astiar[/member] when attacking
MISC.
— mostly feral
— speaks a wordless bug language
— worker drone
✧ Obeys without question
we've got a fire that burns within, we are the dragon hearted
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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