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Hi. I like to fight evil.
Oh, and lab experiments don't always go horribly wrong.
I'm a case where it didn't. But anyway, with the help of THE LORD OF THE ASH, I will be telling you our past.
In about three seconds, I'm going to start sounding all mature and intelligent.
Here we go.
In the beginning, there was Light.
Light that ignited the first fires through which our kind emerged; Light that beckoned us all with its glory.
Light, my friends, that cleaved the darkness with a roar that continues to linger in our skies. From the ancient talons of lightning, the First Fire rose, the flames from which we were birthed.
Light is the only constant in our chaotic existence. Without Light, there is no darkness.. With light, there is nothing..
Our people existed in our own lonely little world, until we were once again carried within the purposeful clutches of lightning to another reality.
Earth.
A haven. A home. A prison.
There was no escape from Earth; we were rendered incapable of returning to our natal lands. But we survived. Light provided us with everything we needed.
We were marooned a desolate heap of nothingness.
And so we lived.
Basking in Light's wondrous displays. Our Light never dampened here, and it shone forth in the darkest of depths.
We grew stronger, ravaging anything that stood in our paths and multiplying as we did so.
Earth grew, flourishing under our care.
However..
It was when we reached our peak, and the Earth blazed hotter than the Sun that another element intervened. That day, which started the planet's true growth, was the first time rain fell. Our flames were quenched, and the world was covered over in a sea of sopping soot and ash.
But then, we discovered something essential. We could live still. The darkness could not overpower our Light.
We bound ourselves together, gathering our scattered essences to cope.
In this way the first plants were created.
Through light and ash, new life flourished. And our minds began to develop even more and more advanced knowledge.
Fish were designed, creatures that could actually live in the waters that had rained down and killed us from above.
Nature demanded perfection to survive, and so we too, began to evolve. Gradually, we grew skilled enough to craft a multitude of shapes.
Humanity was our greatest creation, for we had designed a creature that could in turn, create flame.
And Light.
By then, we had recovered enough to match our previous untarnished state; whole once again.
However, the Earth grows evil and despicable.
But we cannot seem to halt its inevitable corruption. Our control over the Earth is fading..
And yet..
Perhaps it is strange that some of us are growing rather fond of a flawed world.. Despite its filth, something in it appeals to us. The potential deep within it is there..
Perhaps it is even our destiny to perish here. Maybe.. We still possess the potential to do wondrous things. After all, is it not our duty to right our creation? Some of us feel as if it is our duty to cleanse this world...
The instant this thought crossed some of our minds, I was created.
Their most complex creation, I merely have to clench my fists for lightning to vanquish the darkness once more. My hide is dark. My eyes crackle with intensity..
My home is here.
I am a leader; their entire existence depends on my ability to forge a new path through fate here with the Light they have given me, to guide them with this mind and courage, to destroy the animosity here to find paradise.
I am a Lord of Light.
BOOYAH. This be the krawk half of the plot thingerz.
FULL CREDIT FOR THE STORY GOES TO THE AMAZING
GOBI AND HER LORD OF THE ASH.
Heehee. All I did was pretty much re-write this bad boy (quickly) in Mizmonke's point of view. The bolded text are obviously quotes from HER story. I think it looks cool. o__o DON'T YOU PLZ? D:
Also, here are some pretty buttons to link to. :3
For the draiks.. FIRE BABY.
For the krawks.. BAM! LIGHTNING.
You may ONLY use these links if YOUR KRAWK/DRAIK is participating in the plot. PLZ 'N THX.
Oh yes. And Emz here made these awesome images. ;3 LOLZ. GO LOVE HER NOW.
Miz is gonna be an intelligent scientist dude goggle-wearing stud. Yup.
[PARTICIPANTS]
Atoroth
Nakituh
Katougi
Xeyras
Niaraw
Pyrennth
Also, if you don't see the point of this plot, let me tell you that this is a WAR. YUP. A KRAWKS VS. DRAIKS ROOOARRR-FEST.
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Name: Mizmonke
Alias: Miz
Rank: Lord of the Light" or Leader of the Krawk Clan
Age: Ageless, but has the appearance of a young adult
Gender: Male
Parents: Never had any.
Love: Ahem.
Species: Krawk/Draik
Physique: Slender, but with slightly muscular arms and an almost feminine build.
Enjoys: Experimenting, learning, debating, exploring, challenges, reading, inventing things, occasionally showing off, and training.
Dislikes: Narrow minded people, stupidity, mocker, traditions, normal people, being corrected, morals, and disobedience.
Wishes: To never return home.
Personality: Miz is generally an easy-going, intellectual zany inventor kinda guy. His mind capacity is astounding, but he generally will act like his normal, goofball self. Although he has a tendency to be extremely analytical, and judge people based on their first impressions, he tends to treat everyone fairly. A steady leader, he enjoys creating and experimenting...things (for lack of better term) in his spare time. Most of his inventions are pretty pointless. He can be a little of a show-off, but he's no fool. He is very adaptable.
Quirks: Sometimes he will randomly quote Latin phrases. Do not question his ways. Also, when he is extremely angry, he will lose all self-control, and become 'berserk'; able to defeat opponents he might not normally be able to. He can be very impulsive around womenfolk, and his ego is very unstable. Beware.
Abilities: Mizmonke has the ability to conduct lightning with his bare hands as both a defensive and offensive mechanism, and as a weapon. He is capable of generating huge amounts of electricity, and is arguably the strongest in his clan. His lightning is, strangely enough, blue.
Accessories: He has goggles with green lenses that he constantly wears, and a brilliant cerulean kerchief knotted around his wrist, a mark of his exceptionally high ranking. Around his waist he has a leather utility belt with useful tools.
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-Receiving an invention from Mizmonke is not uncommon, in fact, he usually freely gives them away. The majority of his inventions were given away a long time ago, and therefore obselete. He hasn't had much time to make more, but he usually saves his more modern and complicated creations for important occasions.
-Miz never, EVER takes off his goggles. Or belt. But mostly goggles.
-Mizmonke has five fingers, suprisingly.
-Miz is left-handed.
-Despite his calm, easy-going manner, he has a much darker side.
-Mizmonke is the ONLY krawk thus far to have a blue bandana. Everyone else must wear different colors 'cause he is leader and yadda yadda.
-The colors of his eyes change when he gets angry. They change to the colors of fire. The angrier he is, the more noticeably brighter they become.
-The lightning 'stripes' on his neck and back glow when he's using his electricity.
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The 'ranking' of krawks is remarkably simple; those who are blessed with extraordinary amounts of intelligence, strength, and experience possess a higher status than those closer to average standards. All krawks are required to wear a kerchief at all times; but where the kerchief is worn is entirely up to the individual's preference.
The color of the cloth signifies how high they rank.
Blue indicates the most powerful ranking, the color that leaders alone bear. Very rarely will anyone other than a leader possess a blue kerchief. The intensity of each color also shows the status of the individual in each level. The paler the kerchief is, the lower the wearer is in that specific level.
Green is the next ranking, and is the level in which the elite reside in. Green is also a significant rank, and those in this level are superior to the norm.
Yellow is the next in descending order. Those in this level possess the potential to rise to green, and are still above average. Generally, this level is the most common among the clan.
White is the 'average joe' color; however, it can also contain demoted members. Those who have yet to discover their special abilities are ranked in white. Younger, less experienced members can also possess white kerchiefs. This level is the least common.
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Where to begin? I know I've already told you the long story about our clan's history, but I think I'll tell you my personal one too, so that you can understand me even better.
I was not using a 'metaphor' or a 'figure of speech' when I said "The instant this thought crossed some of our minds, I was created." Long ago, things worked differently. Back then, when hopes and beliefs were strong and pure enough, beings could be created from sheer mental power.
That is why I have no parents, let alone anyone related by blood to me. Not that that fact makes a difference to me. Some of the bonds I've developed with others totally makes up for that bloodline junk.
Well, anyway, back on to the subject. Yes, I ramble a lot. So you gotta deal with it.
Alright, alright. So, with a magnificent crack of thunder, and an uber sweet flash of lightning, I appeared. Don't believe me? Let me kick you in the noggin, and we'll see who believes who.
Er.. Anyway, when I was still fairly young long ago (you see, our metabolisms are incredibly slow, which is why we live so long) I was ambushed by some of our creation. Specifically, the humans.
And rather intelligent ones I might add.
Well they snuck up on me while I was napping in a nice little clearing, but I managed to wake up when I consciously felt I was being watched.
So anyway, there I was still half-asleep curled in a cute little ball, surrounded by a legion of scientists staring at me.. One of them finally spoke up and asked me to accompany them. I pretty much agreed to whatever they said because I was curious to see what would happen next.
So I followed them, and presently we arrived to their laboratory. I wasn't exactly sure what they were gonna do to me, but I wasn't nervous.
Back then, I could breathe fire, you see. Like all the other true draiks could--no--can. But I didn't see any harm in following them yet. They actually weren't such a bad bunch. Most creatures think that everyone who's dressed in a white coat is eviiiil and wrong.
These people weren't. They were inquisitive, and actually asked my permission to experiment and operate on me.
I gave them my consent.
Gasp.
Your poor brain must be shrieking , "WHY?! WHY?! What an imbecile.
And I will tell you why. Even then, I was still sharp enough to know that being experimented on would modify me, most likely to become an even more specialized and unique creation... And open up new possibilities for me.
I believe I was treated for weeks; however, much of the time is a blur to me. I only have a few clear memories of the entire process, but I do sometimes dream about it.
Nice, peaceful dreams.
Anyway, when I finally became conscious enough to know what exactly was going on, I discovered I had changed quite a bit.
It was now easier for me to walk on two legs, and eventually it became my preferred method of traveling. I lost my ability to breathe fire, unfortunately.
However, my rather attractive 'do still retained their original hot (pun intended) colors, so that was okay too. And my fire ability was replaced with something far, far more refreshing.
The ability to conduct and manipulate electricity. I could form lightning in my hands at will. Well.. It took a while to mater it, but eventually I grew skilled in its uses.
Also, not only did the experiments give me this new ability, but my senses where all around improved. My sight was stronger, my body more supple.. Just slightly more than before, but enough so that I could notice a difference.
Being modified refined my mind. I began to crave worldly knowledge and feel a pull towards science.
In time, I was able to perform certain procedures on willing companions of mine, and they too, differed from true draiks. We soon grew numerous enough to be considered our own clan; a different species even. I believe that the experiments had simply sped up our evolution process tenfold.
And soon, we krawks began to formulate plans of our own for Earth. We no longer wished to return home.
Instead, we desired a world in which we could do as we please. Create, destroy, and live on our whims.
A noble purpose, wouldn't you say?
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1.20.07
Building is fun..
-MIZMONKE
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Ooh. This is Bik here. He was one of my first inventions. Snazzy, isn't he? He's actually an outdated prototype, but he's still pretty decent.
I had tinker around for quite a few months to build and program him correctly. He's got quite a personality, and occasionally he surprises me with all his outdated software and whatnot.
He may be a little technical at times, but he can understand emotions very well. In a heartless sort of way.
In fact, the advice he spews out can come in handy, once in a while. Half of the time I can hardly understand what he's talking about even though I built him.
I'm pretty generous about giving away most of my inventions. But most of them are also pretty old like Bik here.. Hehe.. I haven't had much time these days to build more. I'd like to though. In conclusion..
The ladies like Bik. He's cute.
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