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- Aug 5
- Deviant for 13 years
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Name
Gleeok
Height
3'8 and 4'2
Age
about 6
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pointy things
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They are two halves of one whole, meaning that the two children that they are in pseudo form make up all the power of that in the dragon form. The two children are very different although they are twins.
The male child has indigo hair, blue wings, a blue tail, bent horns, and is slightly taller. He has the ability to both spit and throw ice-related things. He is very sweet and shy. He is easily frightened, but he's easy to make friends with.
The female child has red curly hair, red wings, a red tail, and straight horns. She can spit and throw fire. She is violent, malicious, and mistrusting. She is not easily daunted. She is constantly abusive toward her twin, and she is the one who makes most of the decisions.
The two children are the creations of the Azruine, the metal the dragon is supposed to guard. The more damaged the small fragment that is left becomes, the less they are able to preform and the less they can transform into. In order for the two to become one, they must merge their halves together in order to become one. The metal will easily come apart, however.
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Current Residence: Isle Of Frost, Temple of Ice
Gleeok
Height
3'8 and 4'2
Age
about 6
Likes
FISHES
Dislikes
pointy things
Facts/About
They are two halves of one whole, meaning that the two children that they are in pseudo form make up all the power of that in the dragon form. The two children are very different although they are twins.
The male child has indigo hair, blue wings, a blue tail, bent horns, and is slightly taller. He has the ability to both spit and throw ice-related things. He is very sweet and shy. He is easily frightened, but he's easy to make friends with.
The female child has red curly hair, red wings, a red tail, and straight horns. She can spit and throw fire. She is violent, malicious, and mistrusting. She is not easily daunted. She is constantly abusive toward her twin, and she is the one who makes most of the decisions.
The two children are the creations of the Azruine, the metal the dragon is supposed to guard. The more damaged the small fragment that is left becomes, the less they are able to preform and the less they can transform into. In order for the two to become one, they must merge their halves together in order to become one. The metal will easily come apart, however.
☼RP acount for Legend-of-ZeldaRP-da ☼
♥Main account ~zule-of-fire ♥
Current Residence: Isle Of Frost, Temple of Ice
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LOZ Phantom Hourglass
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Fire, Ice, and our teeth!
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The Genesis of Twins of Opposing Mediums
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Eyes opened, nose twitching wildly, and ears straining, they woke up. Laying there on the cold ground, they both surveyed their surroundings and each felt something small, broken, and cold in their tiny palms. They then registered each other's foreign scent and quickly sat up and looked at one another.
Leery, they both crouched into a pouncing position and growled. Their growl was the same frequency, the same pitch, even the same melody. Both the same babyish sound. They both watched and carefully sized up each other.
They relaxed. They both looked down and saw their small, childish horns, wings, tails, and bodies.
Then they looked at eac
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That smell again... could it be that guy again?
It was that brave little winged postman that had braved Gleeok's temple before. He smelled like he had more mail for him.
Why am I getting so much mail? It's not like I send letters to ANYONE.
Gleeok once again hopped out of the Great Pond and approached the postman, and once again the postman gave Gleeok a letter he couldn't read. "Nothing has changed, little winged man. I still can't read. You will read it to me once more like a bed time story." Gleeok could feel the burn of the postman's glare on his face, but Gleeok cared very little. Either he would read it to him, or Gleeok would eat
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Happy Birthday, Gleeok!!! *hugs*
Happy Birthday, Gleeok!!! *hugs*
{Sorry for being so late!!}
Barefoot, clad in a thin white dress as pure as the snow that covered the ground in a fluffy blanket and crunched softly beneath her light steps, Leyena finds a clear area away from the Anouki on the frigid island. This area just so happened to be in front of the isle's frosty temple that the small girl assumed to be abandoned. Doing something she normally never dared to do, the Iremiyan places the Hourglass she constantly cradled in her ringed arms down gently ob a flat rock. It was a hesitant move alright, but it was a success regardless! She begins to sing to it a lullabyesque melody, the lyrics she emits echo gently from a sweet, bell-like voice. The song is definitely sung in a different tongue, the words gibberish to a Hylian or the Hylian speaker.
Perhaps her voice would attract a certain someone nearby? And, if not that, then the strong and very familiar aura the Phantom Hourglass gave off may do the trick instead?
Barefoot, clad in a thin white dress as pure as the snow that covered the ground in a fluffy blanket and crunched softly beneath her light steps, Leyena finds a clear area away from the Anouki on the frigid island. This area just so happened to be in front of the isle's frosty temple that the small girl assumed to be abandoned. Doing something she normally never dared to do, the Iremiyan places the Hourglass she constantly cradled in her ringed arms down gently ob a flat rock. It was a hesitant move alright, but it was a success regardless! She begins to sing to it a lullabyesque melody, the lyrics she emits echo gently from a sweet, bell-like voice. The song is definitely sung in a different tongue, the words gibberish to a Hylian or the Hylian speaker.
Perhaps her voice would attract a certain someone nearby? And, if not that, then the strong and very familiar aura the Phantom Hourglass gave off may do the trick instead?
Gleeok had known there was someone new on his little frozen isle since the moment she had stepped foot on it. They felt the vibrations of her steps on the cold earth. They were deep inside the Temple of Frost, but that was the heart of the entire isle. They had approximate knowledge of everything that went on at all times. That was their duty as master of the island. They felt a strange, homey feeling in this new life that ventured here... they recognized it too. The feeling was not in her, but in what she was carrying. She was carrying their father. They quickly got themselves together into their pseudo-hylian form and bound up the steps to the portal that would take them into the entrance to the Temple. But then they slowed, for they heard singing. The singing enticed the dragons further. They ran as fast as their stunted little hylian legs could carry them until he was upon what as far as he could tell was a small child.
Feeling Gleeok's presence from afar, Leyena comes to a brief but graceful halt. Someone has here? Oh no!
Picking up the hourglass with haste, she holds it against her possessively and stares at the Temple entrance, ready to bolt. Though, to her surprise, it wasn't a monster. Only an armored boy?
"H-Hello," she manages, blinking once or twice as she keeps her distance.
Picking up the hourglass with haste, she holds it against her possessively and stares at the Temple entrance, ready to bolt. Though, to her surprise, it wasn't a monster. Only an armored boy?
"H-Hello," she manages, blinking once or twice as she keeps her distance.
The singing comes to a stop, and whatever magical power that was in this maiden's voice ceased and he now is confused. His nose twitches as he tries to grasp a scent and his ears wiggle trying to get a better sense of where she is. His nose screams 'MAGIC!' at him, but he does not know why. He grows cautious, unaware of what to say. He slightly shuffles back and fidgets. He makes a strage cooing noise
" Hello... who are you?"
" Hello... who are you?"
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Sorry, lmao, I'm on my phone and there is NO SPELLCHECK.}
Sorry, lmao, I'm on my phone and there is NO SPELLCHECK.}