[Icestripe69]

Username:Icestripe69


Name: Honoo


Name Explanation: It means "flame" in Japanese, because of the flames on the gems, and the color pallet.


Gender: Male


Personality: Grumpy, and elder-like animal that seems to think he is the superior to everybody who passes him.


History:
Honoo was born by two elemental ceirals, ash, and Erth.
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Story:


Art:

[Tricey]

Possible reserve.
Definitely making fanart <3

[ShrimpSundae]

Res with the name Alucard.

[Downn]

Note: Story and history have been combined in my form to make the limit 1000 words.

Ａｂｏｒｎａｚｉｎｅ Ｎｉｋｏｌａｉ Ａｚａｒ
Ｋｅｅｐｅｒ  ｏｆ  ｔｈｅ  Ｆｌａｍｅ

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U s e r n a m e :
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N a m e :
Abornazine Nikolai Azar
E x p l a n a t i o n :
Abornazine is an African name
meaning keeper of the flame.
Nikolai is a Russian name
meaning victory of the people.
Azar is a Persian name
meaning fire.
G e n d e r :
Male

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P e r s o n a l i t y :
Introverted.
"Leave me be or you'll be nothing but
ashes in a few moments."
Pessimistic.
"What is life but learning how to die?"
Violent.
"These claws aren't for decoration, you
know."
Easily Angered.
"Is that a threat?"
Controlling.
"Fire and lightning obey my command.
Nothing shall be out of my control!"
Cruel.
"Let them suffer. They don't deserve
the lives they live."
Selfish.
"Only I deserve the benefits of this
power."
Sadistic.
"Please, continue. I'm enjoying your
begging."
Remorseful.
Though he may be sadistic in the
moment, don't think Nazine didn't
learn from what happened in his past.
He feels sorry for what
he does.
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H i s t o r y :
Just inside a little cave near the foot of a mountain, a young ceiral sat. He seemed to be asleep, though he was alone, with parents nowhere to be seen.
He opened his eyes to see he was face-to-face with a smaller ceiral than he (though he was very large for his age anyway). She looked to be around his age.
He yelped and jumped back, startled by the girl's sudden appearance. Growling, he looked at her, confused. Where was he? Why was he here? Who was he?
The girl looked terrified, and backed away from the larger boy.
The boy, feeling a rush of anger at his own confusion, lunged at the girl.
But he didn't get to her.
Not before the flames.
They licked at her feet, threatening to catch onto her.
As his anger boiled over, the orb the boy had been holding in his tail grew hotter. Somehow, he knew it was because the volcano inside was erupting.
The small girl let out a scream. Hearing this, the boy stopped the fire.
But she didn't have a chance to run off. Instead, the boy leapt at her, pinning her against the cave floor.
"Swear to me you won't tell anyone about what you've seen," he hissed. For some reason, he felt the need to keep his power a secret.
The girl merely nodded, then whispered feebly, "Who. . . who are you?"
The boy took a moment to think before responding with one of the only things he could remember: his name.
"I am Abornazine, keeper of the flame."



"Abornazine?"
The voice of the young female ceiral called out.
Abornazine looked up from the ground, a magnifying glass in his mouth.
Sighing and with a slight glare, he muttered, "Mmm?" He had tried to say 'what?', but the tool in his mouth muffled the sound. Even so, annoyance could be heard in his voice.
The girl returned his gaze, defiant but not challenging. "Are you burning those poor ants again?"
Rolling his eyes, he dropped the magnifying glass on top of the spider he had been trying to burn. "Actually, it was a spider this time. . ." The girl looked disgusted at his statement, and the boy smiled. "Sorry, sorry. But what do you care anyway, Lotus? They're just bugs."
The girl, Lotus, snorted. "All life is meaningful, Nazine. Even a small ant's or spider's."
Young Abornazine shrugged. "If you say so."
Lotus stared at the magnifying glass that now lay on the ground. "Where did you get that, anyways? You said you don't have parents."
"I already told you. I can't remember, alright? One day I just found myself on this mountain, this magnifying glass tied to me and this orb in my paws." He gestured to the orb he now carried with his tail, which seemed to contain it's own miniature volcano and surrounding ocean. "And, of course, these stone things." He smiled as he looked lovingly at the stones around his neck and tied to his tail.
Lotus sighed. "Yeah yeah, alright. But, if you want me to keep your little secret, you'd better start treating those animals nicer."
"Fine," Nazine huffed. His own answer confused him. Why hadn't he just threatened the girl with his power? Then she wouldn't dare tell anyone. But, for reasons unknown to him, he couldn't help but agree to her terms.



Lotus stood outside the mouth of Abornazine's cave. "Come on, Nazi, what's keeping you?"
A teenaged Abornazine stepped out of the cave and into the light. "Nothing," he mumbled, seeming as though he was trying to hide something behind his back.
Lotus narrowed her eyes. "What's behind your back?"
"My orb," Nazine responded. "You know that. . ."
Lotus rolled her eyes and stepped behind him. She found his orb, containing the volcano and surrounding ecosystem. However, all the plant life on the sides of the volcano had been burned to ashes. Lava ran down the sides of the mountain.
"Abornazine, I thought you said you can control when it erupts."
"I can! I just, sometimes--"
"You do realize that there could be living things in there, right? Plants, little animals. . . just because you can't see them this far away doesn't mean they aren't there."
"I know, I know! But when I get angry, it just. . . erupts, like when it did the night I awoke."
Lotus sighed. "You get angry way too easily, you know that?"
"Yeah. I know."
"Good. Now I'm going home-- our plans are off until you can control yourself."
Lotus turned away, and Abornazine had a thought from long ago return to him. Why don't I put her in her place? She can't boss me around like this.
Despite how much he wanted to keep his anger contained, he couldn't help it. He felt the ground around him bursting into a circle of flame, burning the grass to mere grey ashes.
Lotus gasped and whirled back around to look at Abornazine. Ever since he had burned her feet when they first met, she had been afraid of fire. She charged away from him, further up the mountain.
Suddenly, the volcano inside his orb began to erupt again.
But something was off.
Soot was beginning to rain from the sky.



Lotus screamed. Abornazine couldn't watch.
The mountain is a volcano. The thought hit him like a freight train. I made it erupt and now I must pay the price.
Lotus.
Lotus, Lotus, Lotus.
She didn't have the power he did. The lava was flowing quickly down the side of the mountain, right at them.
He could survive, with his ability to withstand the heat.
Lotus couldn't.
He might have been able to save her, had he not scared her into running off. . .
What have I done?



Abornazine stared down at the black stone at his feet.
The lava had flowed here, into the river. It created small rocks of obsidian, only slightly bigger than one of his claws.
The lava that had killed Lotus had formed these pebbles.
In a way, part of her was still in them.
Nazine took one and tied it around his paw.
"I'll never forget you," he whispered to it.

(1,029 words)



A r t :
The Flame by me (pixel divider version)
The Fire in My Eyes by me
What Have I Done? by me

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This is the hardest reserve ever.

Ever.

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Possible res with the name Sinbad, meaning sparkling prince.

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Gender:Male
Personality: Only 100 words or less
History:Only 500 words or less
Story: Only 500 words or less
Art: Three pieces or less


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Name:
Eldrid

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(Optional) Name Explanation:
The name Eldrid comes from Norse origin and has the meaning "Fiery spirit"

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Gender:
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Personality:
This guy is rather missunderstod and do not know how to show affection.
Eldrd is a brash, semi-serious being with many insecurities. He is known to think in simpler terms and takes things as they are. As a child, he had been neglected and left alone to fend for himself, which created a harsh, rude personality. Eldrid is extremely proud. He wouldn't like to admit when he is wrong about something,and can therefore seem to be arrogant and ignorant.

He is still a rude, stereotypical, low-mannered dragon with low self-esteem.

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History:
Eldrid was a very stubborn child, he had serious problems with authorities. Something that his strict father hated, truely and furiously hated...

His father was the great fire beast of his time, something that made him demand utter respect from all. He had been greatly disappointed in Eldrid during his youth, but he never gave up on him completely.

Atleast until the day that Eldrid wished he could forget, wish he could undo. Like mentioned before Eldrid had problems with authority, something he displayed often - mostly towards his father. But since he could not compete in strength against his father, he would often sneak out in order to find his own way in life. He had no intention of becoming like his father.

Their world was full of magic and wonder, things that could be explained and some that could not be explained. Many dark things creeped in the uncharted woods of the world, where none dared travel other then his father. And he was the one that had forbade him from ever meddling with the dark arts aswell as going into the forests after dark.

Curious as he always was, Eldrid ignored his father and often went into the forests. Always being able to sneak past his father. Only on this night he was unable to do so, his father picked up his trail and followed him.

When he caught up with Eldrid he was so furious, that he in blind rage cursed his own son, to a life of true hiding. He would be not be able to influence the world around him, not physically, not by touch, not by sound only his presence would be able to give off some small sign that he exsisted.

After his father had cursed him, he turned his back on his son forever. Leaving him behind in the dark, where he so craved to be.

Eldrid momentarily lost it completely, raging out towards his father but he could no hear him. In that moment he decided to search for a way to break the curse and regain his influence in the world.

He searched and he searched, days and nights passed without him finding anything at all. But one night, after years of searching he found it. The spell to undo the curse, and as he was preparing to cast the spell. He felt a feeling of immense heat take him, burning through his entire body. He quickly grabbed the scroll, hoping too be able to utter the words on it before he burned up alive, but it was too late. As he burned so did the scroll, turning it into ash - destroying Eldrids hope of becoming visible again...

There was something his father had never told him, the power he possesed was passed from generation too generation. It only did so when the elder passed away.

Eldrid now possesed greater power then ever, but was still without a way too break his fathers cursed, so his search began a new...

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Story:
This creature has never been seen by any living thing. You may only have felt it in many ways or heard the sound of it, and you can never miss it when it's angry.

One moment there's peace and no worries and suddenly there's a thousand questions roaring through your head. You can never know when it's about to strike.

Even though it's never been seen or ever will be seen,it does not mean that it can't see you. Even though you can't feel it with your bare hands, it does not mean that he does not have a strong body with piercing claws that could easily break your skin without you noticing it.

Whenever you feel watched but can't figure out why, you should know that yes ; there is something watching over you, just to keep you in check.

This beast is like many other predators. It sneaks around, never making a sound and stays unseen when it wants too.

When the temperature rises and makes everything boil it's him playing with some fireflies that swirls around. Because no one has ever seen him means that he is very lonely, playing with leaves and some flying insects is the best thing he can do when no one sees him. But people aren't watching close enough, probably because they aren't expecting to catch a glims of his beautiful fur or piercing eyes.

That is why he has never been seen, because you don't know what you are looking for.

When the ground shakes from volcanic eruptions it is him, being angry for being lonley. He wants other to suffer for being so blind. He loses it and his roar is the thunder you hear. The rain is his tears of pain, real pain. Not the pain of having a small wound that bleeds, no this is real pain, the pain of being lonely even if the whole world is around you. But knowing that no one sees you.

Just because you can't see him, does not mean that he does not exist.

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