Besyr (Play with me!)

Post by **silver of sterling** » Thu Dec 01, 2005 11:33 am

Name: Besyrwantustei Hrypathelstan Anhagaithelred (Pronounced: beh-SEER-wan-TUST-ai HRIP-ah-THEL-staan an-ha-GUY-thel-RED) When it is spoken it has a particular up and down sing song tone to it, and it is pronounced quickly, so it's hard to catch the first time around. She has any number of short nicknames, including Besyr -"beh-SEER"-, Wantustei -"wan-TUST-ai"- and derivatives, Hrypa -"HRIP-ah"-, Athel -"a-THEL"-, Elstan -"EL-staan"- and derivatives, Anhagai -"an-ha-GUY"-, Gaithel -"GUY-thel"- and derivatives, and Thelred -"thel-RED"-. 
 
Species: Nepheryx (You could almost say that she's a type of strange alien dragon, but she is really of her own species.) 
 
Gender: Female 
 
Evil/Good: Good 
 
Age: Unknown (Even she doesn't really know, because years are not counted on her planet. She's actually quite old though, about a billion years, as her kind are immortal. The closest to age counting she can get would be the first major natural disaster that happened in her lifetime, and that doesn't help anyone who's a stranger to her planet.) 
 
Mature Adult at Age: She's been mature for several million years now. 
 
Appearance: She is very large, but not really in body mass. Her frame is very similar to a snakes, very long and lean and flexible. She has two pairs of arms, two pairs of wings, and one pair of legs, with a very long neck and tail. Her wings are her most striking feature. The first pair are smaller, and a thin membrane is stretched between her body and two digits, armed with hooked gripping claws. There are three hooked, gripping clawed fingers at the wrist joint. These are the stabilizing wings, and they judge and control the air flow over the large power wings. The second pair of wings are huge five digited limbs, and they are the main source of propulsion in flight. Her tail is long and straight, and it has rudder like fins on it, also for stabilizing flight. Her limbs are very long and thin, armed with clawed hands and feet, with four digits on the hands and five on the feet. Her neck is very long (think really flexible snaky) and is topped with a long narrow head. The head is flat surfaced on the top, and is very narrow. The teeth, which are small and sharp, are hidden when the mouth is closed, and there is a pouch underneath her jaw, where her insanely long tongue is contained when she isn't feeding. Her eyes are large, multifaceted, a copper oxide green, and reflective. Four very long whip like "feelers" grow from the top her hind skull, and they stretch out and out and out and then fork and go for maybe half a length more. Her coloring is a creamy white, with abalone blues and greens, pearl pinks with a mother of pearl sheen. She is covered only in smooth skin, no scales or armor. Along the edges of her wing and rudder membranes are bright luminescent patches, ovoid in shape, and these flash at will. The membranes themselves are copper oxide green. 
 
Personality: She is very...well, alien, is the only way to explain it. She looks and sees life differently from others. She won't stop at helping strangers if they need assistance, though, and she is very friendly. The concept of good and evil is a bit fuzzy with her. You can be "bad", "mischeivious", " ill tempered", and a host of other negative things, and you can be any combination forthwith, but "evil" is like...what, nothing. Same for "good". In her eyes you are neither good nor bad. You just Are. 
 
Abilities: She spends a great amount of her time in the air, so her wings are very strong and suited for the weather, from light breezes to hurricanes. Because of this adaptation to the air, she does not ever fully close her wings. She is so adept at flying that she can easily control her speed and altitude, quite unconsciously. 
 
Her reactions are lightning fast. 
 
She has all of thirteen hearts, placed evenly throughout her body, and of varying sizes, the largest being the hearts located along the central part of her body. These hearts are relay stations, and they ease the strain of pumping blood. Her blood is copper based, not iron based, so it is green, not red, and it lacks the viscosity of normal blood. It is thin, and runs like water. 
 
She heals about seven times faster (due to metabolism), and a wound dealt to her is healed within seconds. Her metabolism is extremely fast, about ten times faster than the norm, and this generates extreme heat within her body. Her normal temperature runs around 250 degrees C, and can range from that to 600 degrees, depending upon her activities. It's also a protective mechanism for her body, as she lacks fur or feathers, and her world is very cold. Her entire body steams, and her breath is a dry blast of hot air. 
 
Her mouth is long and rimmed with tiny sharp teeth, and her wings and limbs are clawed, but she does not use these to hunt...she uses her tongue. Most creatures tongues are sensory organs only, used for taste, or smell, and for pushing food down the gullet. But for her, it's a deadly weapon, and not just for hunting food. 
 
Her entire tongue is a thin whip about twenty feet long, and the same copper oxide green of her flight membranes. It rolls up into a pouch at the back of her throat when not use. The very tip of it is a wide triangle with a slight indentation, and it is lined with tiny sharp points that are deadly poisonous. The poison only needs a tiny nick to do it's work, and the little spines provide that. 
 
The venom then causes instant spreading paralysis, destruction of nerve and brain tissue, immediate organ failure and death, which occurs within minutes of being struck. She usually strikes at a place of soft tissue, such as the eyes, mouth, or nostrils. It's actually a fairly painless way to die. 
 
The four feelers on her head are amazing sensory organs. They are about 30 feet long, copper oxide green, and are very soft and smooth to the touch. They fork at about half way, and these detect everything from heat to vibration, as well as chemical detection and so forth. They are extremely sensitive, and with them she can see (in the dark), smell (her nostrils are for breathing only), taste (there are no taste buds in her mouth or throat), hear (she lacks ear openings, but can also detect sound waves by bone vibration in her skull) and feel (also for the dark). Her feelers also detect the ever elusive Threads, Existance and the very hard to grasp space time continuum. 
 
Her eyes are the same copper oxide green, are multifaceted, like an insects, and are protected by a clear nictitating membrane. They send many pictures to her brain, each image from a slightly different angle, and she sees the whole range of the spectrum, from infrared to ultra violet. 
 
She's also immune to sickness, though she can be killed. 
 
Family: She grew up in a family of eleven offspring, five brothers and five sisters. She was the middle one. She is mateless as of yet, but has many friends. 
 
History: She was born on a planet that has no name but "Home", and it is a harsh environment for anything not adapted to it. It is very cold, but not snowy or icy as you might expect. The entire surface of the planet consists of huge towering pillars of crystalline rocks, and these are constantly being knocked down, crushed, upthrust, and erroded into magnificent faceted sculptures. There is little life there, as far as animal species go. Even plants are not as variant as those on other more lush planets. There are a few massive plant eaters that actually dwell near or on the ground, several smaller plant eating species of various climbing and flying types, then the small, medium and large predatory types (most flyers) and finally the largest lords of the planet, the Nepheryx. It rains little there, so the atmosphere is usually very dry. The planet is about three times larger than earth, with a gravity well double that, the sky is a rich yellow gold, and there are no oceans or other large bodies of water. Water usually runs underground, so the plants have insanely long roots. At certain places that cross particular fluctuations of the planets magnetic field, there are portals, or gates, whatever you want to call them. These are seasonal, and open up to many many other planets. Their feelers are capable of sensing these portals, and this is how the Nepherx travel through space. 
 
She has used these portals more than once, and that is how she gets around. 
 
Anything Else: She can somehow understand and speak any language spoken to her, after hearing only a few sentences. 
 
IC: 
 
Besyr flew, her powerful wings holding her up. She flew for hours, circling the Great Pillars, waiting for the seasonal change of the planets magnetic field, so that the particular portal she wanted would open while she was there. This was the next portal she would explore, and she was quite excited about it. 
 
The yellow golden sky was changing to orange and red when at last came the change, and her feelers detected the warp in the threads of the space time continuum, as the portal spun open. Her multifaceted green eyes took in the slight shimmer of the spectrum, different now than it had been, and showing her a clear Door. 
 
She dove for the portal, and at the last moment tucked wings and everything close to her body, streamlining it and fitting it to the size of the portal. The shimmer of spectrum lights seemed to open like a great maw and swallowed her. 
 
As she passed through the portal, intent on the other side, the great Threads and the very whisper of Existence itself rubbed up against her feelers, before she blew out into the next world like a bullet, accompanied by a great skirling cry and a blast of steam off her body. 
 
She flared her wings, all four, and felt her speed slow instantly. She stabilized her flight, looking up into the clear light blue sky and seeing the shimmer of the portal there, invisible to all but her, unless another possesed the ability to sense the space time continuum itself. 
 
She then looked around, curious and fascinated about this strange, new world. There were trees, or something like them, and there was a great expanse of land that was flat, and devoid of much life, though it was not completely dead. 
 
It was a very quiet place.

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Post by **Windra** » Sat Dec 24, 2005 9:53 am

Ashowan was down in the woods, somewhere. She was hanging down from a branch again, a hobby she just took up - it was bizarre to see the world from a bat's point-of-view, especially when the Graveling wasn't around to badger her. It took off sometime earlier, probably to go pester anybody or anything it could find. So the Grim Reaper was alone, taking everything in and getting used to her new home. 
 
There was a brief feeling of something happening - something otherworldly that she couldn't quite place. It was that same odd feeling that came whenever she swiped the soul of somebody on Earth, but lighter...and higher up. She didn't see the portal, but oh god did she see the dragon. Her face lit up with awe, gawking at the size, form, and beauty of the beast. Another part thought the dragon might swoop down and swallow her whole. 
 
If that happened, tough luck for her. 
 
"Whoa...," she whispered, and pulled herself onto the branches, hidden in the foilage just in case it did decide she'd do as an appetizer.

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Thu Jan 12, 2006 6:06 am

Besyr dropped several feet in her flight, then spread her two pairs of wings wide and hovered as a presence brushed against her feelers. She focused down, into the trees, and detected a life form. 
 
She called out in her beautiful voice, not expecting the creature to understand, but if she got a sample of the language it spoe, she'd be able to speak to it.

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Post by **Windra** » Thu Jan 12, 2006 12:27 pm

Ashowan heard the call, and despite herself she peered out of a small gap between the branches of the very moss-covered tree she roosted in. Although something about the call seemed soothing and friendly, in her past experience larger creatures usually meant that they were carnivores...and since she didn't savor the idea of ending up being churned by hydrochloric acid, she didn't reveal herself. 
 
She did, however, allow the dragon tail to droop out of the foilage, hopefully to make the creature out there think that whatever it was dealing with was a dragon...even though she was only part dragon. 
 
A little tentatively, Ashowan called out, "Hello?" 
 
A moment passed. 
 
"Welcome to the Deep Woods, whoever you are." 
 

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Thu Jan 19, 2006 4:16 pm

"Welcome to the Deep Woods, whoever you are." 
 
There. Now she had a sample of the creatures language, and Besyr rendered it perfectly on her own, not so much speaking it as singing it out loud. 
 
"I am Besyrwantustei Hripathelstaan Anhagaithelred. I will not hurt you, so do not fear, Part-Dragon," she called. 
 
Yes, she had heard of dragons. Had actually encountered an entire planet in her realm that was populated by nothing but different types of dragon. Space going dragons, which appeared to be an interesting concept for most.

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Post by **Windra** » Fri Jan 20, 2006 12:26 am

Ashowan didn't know whether or not she should be startled, or awed byt he fact that this dragon was speaking the human language. Probably awed, because the last dragon she met was a telepath. And the last dragon she met ... well, it had been the dragon's last moments. 
 
A little more curious, she peeked her head out of the bushes. This creature also guessed she was part-dragon, without even seeing Ashowan reveal herself as one! Strange ... but then, during her entrance, she had seen stranger. 
 
"I'm just a bit spooked, is all," she mused, dropping from the tree and landing on the ground in full sight. Unarmed, vulnerable, and cautious. "The last time I saw something so big ... it didn't go so well." 
 
If she ever met Verierr again, she'd give the beastie a piece of her mind. Or she'd end up running for her life. Either way. 
 
"I'm Ashowan, and I'm friendly so long as you don't try and put me on a dinner plate." A tilt of her head. "New here, yeah?"

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Fri Jan 20, 2006 7:17 am

"Fresh from the Gate," Besyr said. "You may call me Besyr. My full name becomes a hassle for some." 
 
Besyr tilted and dropped in the air, nearing the ground. "Will you come talk?" she asked, picking a large open place without too many rocks. She landed, and settled on her six limbs, but did not close her wings, in fact, she only folded them about part way. A Nepheryx never fully closed it's wings, and she normally didn't ever land on the ground. She was used to very high perches. 
 
"The sun feels good," she said.

Post by **Windra** » Sat Jan 21, 2006 5:01 pm

Though the nagging in the back of the reaper's head warned her not to follow Besyr, that it could still try and swallow her whole or something like that, curiousity and the eagerness to buddy up with somebody - or in this case, something - overrode caution. She followed, finding a nice little rock that took in the sun's rays and plopping down, stretching out with palms outstretched. 
 
"It beats trying to catch rays on a roof in the city," she mused, a little more to herself. Turning her head. "So then ... you're from a gate?" 
 
She looked around. "I don't see any." 
 
 
Of course, in her brief time here, she'd seen people pop in form out of nowhere, or exit from vortexes, and so on. So maybe th egate was something otherworldy. In this place, she didn't doubt it.

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Wed Jan 25, 2006 4:58 pm

Besyr nodded her graceful head. 
 
"You would not be able to see it, for you most likely lack the senses to 'see' the opening in the space-time continuum." 
 
She waved her long green feelers. "That's what these are for," she said. "It's up there." 
 
She pointed with a number one arm. "Approximately." 
 
She looked back at Ashowan. "I am pleased to meet you. Have you been here long?" she asked.

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Post by **Windra** » Wed Feb 01, 2006 11:48 am

Ashowan followed the gaze up to the sky and tilted her head. She felt something, definitely, but she couldn't see it. She shrugged her shoulders. 
 
"Some sixth sense, or very light ESP, tends to run with my fellow undead cronies and I," she pointed out, "but not that." 
 
So with a shake of her head, the Reaper glanced over and grinned in her most welcoming and amiable manner. "I'm just as new. Only a few days ... but enough to learn my way about. Somewhat. What would you like to know?" 
 
A horrible screech from above. Something was jumping in and out of the trees ... something ebil. Ebil like Mr. Moose. Ebil like ... Elmo. o.O Well, it wasn't really screeching, anyway. It was ... singing? What sounded like a horribly distorted Mariah Carrey song. 
 
Ashowan groaned.

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Thu Feb 02, 2006 8:54 am

Besyr titled her head. 
 
"Well, of course I would like to know what planet I'm on first. It is usually the key questio. But also-" 
 
She was interupted by a horrible little screech, that seemed to be singing. Terrible. Besyr twitched her feelers in dismay. 
 
"That's awful. What is it?"

Post by **Windra** » Thu Feb 02, 2006 10:28 am

"Rrrif ra rra rrrear riiing gron brrooooo ra rrreeeeek!" 
 
Terry switched from the Mariah Carey song, to Barricuda. Ashowan stuck her fingers in her ears. The Graveling was still bloody horrible. Sounded like nails ont he chalkboard! Or a bonesaw. Take your pick. Whichever's worst. With a cringe and squinted eyes, she explained: 
 
"Terry! Ever since it saw that post in the 'Away from the Woods' thread -" 
 
"Grooo retta raaaaarke urrrrrp rrrummin rrrick!" Two bright yellow eyes danced above as the little beast hopped from tree branch to tree branch. And paused a moment to do some kind of mariachi ... 
 
"- it won't stop singing!" 
 
Terry abrubtly shifted songs again ... and started positively shrieking the lyrics. Ashowan went from sitting and holding her fingers in the ears, to falling to the ground. "Ohgawd we need a Simon Cowell here now!"

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Fri Feb 03, 2006 3:25 pm

(OOC: LOL, I should find that thread.) 
 
IC: 
 
Besyr obviously had no idea what Ashowan was talking about, all this talk about 'threads' and 'Simmon Cowell' (what was that anyway?). And she said something about being 'away from the woods'... 
 
"Away from the woods?" she echoed. "But...the woods are right there. We haven't gone anywhere." 
 
She winced as the creature started shrieking super loud, and Besyr twitched a long feeler and then loosed a deafening screech, pin pointed straight on at the thing. It would act like a shock wave of sound to stun the creature.

Post by **Windra** » Sat Feb 04, 2006 9:41 am

Ashowan made a face, still with fingers in her ears, and hissed something that sounded remotely like, "Killitkillit!" 
 
All while Terry hit the dramatic finale of the chorus of 'Barricuda'. And struck a very backbreaking disco pose in the process. 
 
"Rrrrrrrroooo, rrraaggricruda!" 
 
Except that instead of finishing the chorus with a low note, Terry finished with note so high you could hear the glasses break in some distant house ... 
 
Then Besyr shrieked, sending off that shock wave. Terry flew backwards, landed, and shrieked back in shock. And so began to screaming match of the century. Until Ashowan chucked a glove in Terry's mouth, and it choked, and died. 
 
Actually, it only coughed a little, with a mouthful of glove. 
 
The reaper pointed. "Its the most annoying creature on this side of the universe."

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Wed Feb 15, 2006 6:24 am

Besyr watched the gravelings patterns as Ashowan commented about it being the most annoying creature in the world. 
 
"Indeed," she said. In all the worlds I've traveled to, not on thing was more irritating than that. Where did it come from?"

Post by **Windra** » Wed Feb 15, 2006 12:49 pm

The graveling made a snarling noise and pulled the glove out of its mouth. It stared at the clothing for a hand for a moment, then made a disgusted, "Bleeeaaargh," and chucked the item at Ashowan. 
 
Who caught it, made a, "Bleaaargh," of her own because it was soaking wet, and dropped it on the ground to dry in the sun. 
 
"Weeell, Terry came form my world," Ashowan explained, watching as said graveling started to hop from one foot to the other. "Annoying as hell and one of thousands of other gravelings." 
 
She made a face. "They might've been needed for their, ah, but still, they're so chaotic." 
 
Terry scuttled up to Besyr, stopping and leaning forward. The quills on its back rose in curiousity ... and it reached out one long finger to poke the dragon.

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George: Have you been drinking? 
Mason: Of course I've bloody been drinking. And its last call. And you gotta... you gotta drink up while you still can. 
 
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Post by **silver of sterling** » Fri Feb 24, 2006 4:33 pm

Besyr noted the patterns as they scuttled over and started to make a poke at her. Suddenly, from her long graceful head, there shot a long green tongue, over twenty feet long, and the poisonous edge of it's tip snapped at the graveling, to see what it would do.

Post by **Windra** » Sat Feb 25, 2006 4:36 pm

Right between the eyes was where the goneu struck. Terry squeeled petulantly, like a whining child, and relled backwards. It rolled over backwards from the rock, somehow or another curling up into a tiny spiked ball of quills that rolled back like some odd Sonic spinoff. 
 
It crashed into a tree, and not for the first time in these woods, went unconscious. Eyes spiraled, its tongue stuck out from the side of its mouth, and drooled. All along making noises that sounded like, "Glubbu," and, "Shlammay." 
 
Ashowan cackled a little wickedly. About time Terry was getting karma to snap back at it. "Slick."

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Post by **silver of sterling** » Tue Mar 14, 2006 3:31 am

Besyrs long copper green tongue sucked back up into her mouth. 
 
"The creature is very strange," she said, her lips quivering. "It is invisble, yet holds force."

Post by **Windra** » Sat Mar 18, 2006 9:12 am

Ashowan looked up at Besyr, tilting her head. An odd look flashed across her face. 
 
"Ah ... You can only sense it." She pointed in the direction of the graveling. "Terry is invisible to certain people. Namely mortals, and those who aren't dead. Or undead." 
 
A point to the sky. EzCode Parsing Error: color=silver]"Much like the portal you traveled through ... You came from a gate. WHat world?"

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