[Greenflight Game] Scream If You Wanna

[Meepfur]

If she'd had the energy, Samodith would have screamed out a challenge to the rest of the Weyr the moment her sister had made a choice that wasn't her. But, no matter how deeply frustrated and unsatisfied she was, she knew better than to do so right then and there. Anger could only take her so far, and it would have been a short Flight indeed if she'd made the attempt. For all the appeal it held, it would hardly have been worth it in the end. So she waited...for all of a night.

She'd been right on the edge of Rising even before Skerath had gone up, and this had pushed her right over. But this time, she had no charm or sweetness to spare. She was up and blooding a kill by the time the sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, and screaming loud enough to wake the dead. Would anyone dare?! They had better!

Come and catch me, if you think you can! If they judged it worth the risk.

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About Samodith:
A social butterfly, who is incredibly affectionate but can be temperamental; graceful, charming, and intelligent and confident enough to be a force to be reckoned with if she wants to be. Also very soft.
Positive Traits: alluring, confident, graceful
Negative Traits: temperamental, cruel, manipulative

Rules/Info:

• Welcome to a quick and dirty, Samodith is crazy proddy but there ain't time for a full-fledged multi-round Flight. It will close to entries at 10 PM EST on Tuesday 10/29.
  
• There are dice, but they're mostly just for fun! You can write a response to the prompt you roll if you want, but you don't have to if you don't have the muse. Feel free to plot/coordinate with other chasers if your rolls complement each other (i.e. you both roll a collision).
  
• Once entries close, I'll look through the suitors' profiles and she'll grab whoever most appeals to her current state. (Frustrated. Horny. Bitey.) If she does prove to be indecisive, I may roll between her top choices.
  
• You can enter as many chasers as you want!
  
• This Flight is open to High Reaches residents only.
  
• NPCs are fine, if you have no one eligible to chase.
  

To enter, post the following form and roll 1d10 to go with it!

[b]Dragon's Name:[/b]
[b]Dragon's Image:[/b] [url=]x[/url]
[b]Profile Link:[/b] [url=]x[/url] (or write a blurb here if NPC!)
[b]Dice Result:[/b]
[quote][/quote]

Quote:

1. You collided with another chaser!  Ouch, that's hard to recover from.
2. You said something that really seemed to do it for Samodith, earning you a little mental kiss.
3. Whatever attempt at poetry or bravado you made fell flat, and was totally ignored.
4. If an aggressive dragon, you picked a fight and lost.  If non-aggressive, you tried a flashy stunt but botched it.  How embarrassing!
5. You pulled a muscle really badly.  Have fun explaining that to your wingleader.
6. You were a little late to the party, but she didn't seem to notice!  Or did she...?
7. Samodith bit you!  Like, straight-up took a chunk out of you.  Weirdly, you get the impression she did it because...she likes you?
8. If an aggressive dragon, you picked a fight and won.  If non-aggressive, you tried a flashy stunt and totally nailed it.  Look at you go!
9. Someone she wanted to show didn't, and she mad (again).  She decided to take it out on you, apparently, and you may want to drop by the Healers later.
10. A flawless performance!  You can only hope she noticed, but she was awfully preoccupied with any number of frustrations. If nothing else, one of the other chasers looked impressed?

 

[Prism Shine]

Dragon's Name: Heimdath
Dragon's Image: x
Profile Link: x
Dice Result: 7

Quote:

7. Samodith bit you! Like, straight-up took a chunk out of you. Weirdly, you get the impression she did it because...she likes you?

 

[faesinger]

Dragon's Name: Aryath
Dragon's Image: x
Profile Link: x
Dice Result: 2

Quote:

2. You said something that really seemed to do it for Samodith, earning you a little mental kiss.

 

[demon_pachabel]

Dragon's Name: Aurinkoth
Dragon's Image: x
Profile Link: x (U sure you need this?)
Dice Result:

Quote:

Whatever attempt at poetry or bravado you made fell flat, and was totally ignored.

It wasn't the first time his attempts at being charming missed the mark - and it didn't really bother him. It wasn't his fault he'd not been born an impressive brown that could woo or be wooed. All he had to offer was absolute sunshine, and no amount of tooth or claw from the snappish green could dampen his light.

Aurinkoth was, at least, grossly incandescent in temper.  

[dawns_aura]

Dragon's Name: Samedith
Dragon's Image: x
Profile Link: x
Dice Result: 10

Quote:

10. A flawless performance! You can only hope she noticed, but she was awfully preoccupied with any number of frustrations. If nothing else, one of the other chasers looked impressed?

 

[dawns_aura]

Dragon's Name: Memianth
Dragon's Image: x
Profile Link: x
Dice Result: 5

Quote:

5. You pulled a muscle really badly. Have fun explaining that to your wingleader.

 

[Zaikt]

Dragon's Name: [NPC] Kaarevoth
Dragon's Image: (npc!)
Profile Link: Cool and calculated on the surface, Kaarevoth is a Blue with much, much higher aspirations than his color might allow within the confines of the Weyr. His temper is much less controlled than he lets on, and it's easy to become the target of his frustrations if you're not careful. He's kind of an unpleasant sort, to be honest, but he's quite skilled at keeping that under wraps--at least enough to pass himself off as a much nicer dragon.
Dice Result:

Quote:

10. A flawless performance! You can only hope she noticed, but she was awfully preoccupied with any number of frustrations. If nothing else, one of the other chasers looked impressed?

 

[Meepfur]

((Indecision, hello~))  

[Meepfur]

She did not lack for suitors, even at the early hour and even with intentions so obviously violent.  Samodith should have been pleased, and she knew it, but it was hard to see past who was not there.  There were slights everywhere she looked, real or imagined, and no one who could soothe them.  Rizoth had been enough last time, but the time?  Everyone was found wanting.  Even Aryath, the only one to brave her a second time, received only fleeting approval before being dismissed out of hand.

Another brown managed to hurt himself in pursuit of her, and she took a cruel pleasure in that, but even that was short-lived.  A quiet, gangly little green caught her eye in a way that others did not, and she passed teasingly close only to take a vicious bite out of the poor creature.  But she was not without mercy, sparing Heimdath any more of her savage attentions; her fellow green did not deserve to be torn into in the way that Samodith intended.

Her blue cousin, though, there was a tempting target!  It was easy to tell he didn't want her, not really, so why was he here, wasting his time and hers?  What better excuse to tear into him and not be obligated to feel a single ounce of guilt or regret over it?  But that was still not enough.  He wasn't the only blue to fly well, but the other received not even passing consideration.

But there was yet another blue, and that one.  That one.  How could anyone be so happy?  In her hateful, bitter state of mind, the presence of someone so abysmally cheerful was infuriating.  She raged at the happiness, because at that moment she didn't have any of her own, and at the goodness because she could never be that.  Never have the loyalty or love that such purity stirred in others' hearts.  If only she could rip them out!

For a few moments, purple overtook the deep crimson in her gaze as she gave Araneath all due consideration.  Here, perhaps, was someone who understood.  But she'd fallen into that trap before, hadn't she?  Been swept away by what she wanted to hear, and she was paying for it now with aching hearts.  She wanted to believe better of a fellow green, but her bitterness had turned her into all hard, sharp edges, and she did not want to be lovely, or sweet.  Nonetheless, there was a stutter in her wingbeats, a hesitation just when she thought she knew what she wanted: to bleed the good one, for everything that he was that reminded her of another.

That tiny little spark of lust, and the resulting waver in purpose, was enough to be caught, though she would not go quietly.  She met Araneath with a feral shriek, all teeth and claws and a desperate need to not be the only one in pain.

Mr Cheri