This so called last clutch.
‘Sometimes I wonder who it is that is really running the Vella Crean.’ She thought out loud, and outside her aging queen chuckled tiredly.
‘Some vacation, huh?’ she mused, and Naeodin felt a quick stab of envy. A long time ago, she had been looking foreword to her last days with a kind of joy and excitement. But now…
“Where the candidates?” she asked out loud.
It was not safe anymore, for anyone to be above ground.
Time moved differently, and a couple of weeks ago Vaero Luctus Mor, the child of the crazy madwoman (and Naeodin’s daughter) and her dark angel, deceased now, had returned as a rider. A rider of a Geperna Dragon, one of the famed old lined that bought pride into the grandmother’s heart.
But then he had said, so stubbornly, that it was time to end all of this bloodshed, this tension and to bind the courts together.
Things were happening, of course. People were planning the end and the beginning and soon, for the first time all three courts would be housed under the Vella Crean. Shy had managed some illusion to pretend for the cameras, and truth be told—Naeodin could leave without seeing another confrontation.
“A long time ago.” Someone commented. “You would have thrived in problems.”
“None of those problems involved my own blood.” She replied pertly.
It didn’t matter how old she got, her soft her skin became as it lost it’s elasticity, or how silver her hair grew. B’nir always made her feel like a young girl, a young, foolish girl whose dreams were too large to be made into life.
“The candidates are downstairs, in the labs. Shy’s given them an entire wing, with individual rooms so that they have show personality. The architects have built them into the cliff side so that there’s natural wind and air when the dragons learn how to fly. The sponsers… some places have sent word, and so we’re keeping note of the unbonded. Others have sent people and… well, we’ll deal with it when it comes along.” B’nir smiled, walked over and watched Naeodin with careful eyes. “Other then that…”
Naeodin nodded. She was so tired these days, but she knew better than to go to sleep. That is, the long, restful kind.
“We just have to wait.”
***
Surprisingly enough, the Vella Creanese didn’t have to wait as long as they thought. Almost exactly a month later, the two queens let out a soft song that seemed to signify… something.
“How many eggs are there?” the scholar asked, furiously running down to the hatching sands to see dozens upon dozens.
Someone tried to count, and gave up. “A hundred?” they asked weakly. “More?”
Another shook his head. “Shy hired us to write down the hatching… but this is going to be impossible.”
“No.” one mused. “We’ll just film it!”
Ah, the joy of technology. “Film?” the first asked, skeptical.
Getting into the idea, he nodded. “We’ll film it, and then stay up all night copying it down. Okay?”
ATTENTION CANDIDATES, SPONSERS, and ORGANIZATIONS:
Each candidate has been allowed to have his own quarters, and because there are less candidates than actual eggs, they have all had the same classes, learning about dragons and the like as if they were back in a normal world. They are all dressed in their choice of clothing and happen to be in the middle of the sands, as is expected. They stand, waiting for the eggs to hatch and once it does, they will calmly announce their own names, the name of their dragon into a nearby video camera.
They will then go off to the side where all the new candidate riders will be listed down and told their next duties.
All the unbonded dragons will go next.
Those who have sent representatives might find themselves forming a shallow bond with a dragonet, or confronted by one. This is a case by case basis, and otherwise one of the helpful riders and gently force two to be together. Similarly, they will go off to the other side (with a huge sign saying sponsers) and there, they will be signed up for classes.
While the representative can stay until the dragon has hatched and grown up, most likely that they can come back and pick up the adult two, three years from the hatching date.
To those who have sent no representatives, at the end of the hatching, a list of dragonets will be tolled and a separate group of social workers/riders will allocate a world with a number of these dragons. Each world will be notified immediately, either through a visitor at the hatching or through some kind of post.
***
When the hatching ended, the four scholars looked at each other with frightened eyes. “I still don’t know how many have impressed or left.” One whispered.
The other nodded. Everyone else would be off at the party, celebrating or mourning the fact that the Vella Crean would close. But these four… the girl sighed.
“I’ll get the coffee.” She said with resignation.
***
Important Information
- Please Reply through this post, or one I create in the database (it'll be linked later) once you start getting images up and they move pages.
- Everything is messed up because I'm a procrastinator. I thought it would be nice to have dragons hatching with different colors, so the names are a little bit messed up. I roughly named them for the first dragon I assigned the color coding to. At the most, there should be three dragons holding the same shades.
- If you come across inconsistencies, for the names, please use the ones in the statistics .
- If I have forgotten anything, please remind me. But if its things like markings, annotations, etc, please ignore it. Maybe I meant to do it that way?
- If I have forgotten your characters, please reply and I'll hatching more eggs.
- Please remember that everything is hosted on the geocities account, except for the images which come from photobucket. So if bandwidth etc goes down, I'll... er... fix it?
- I promised to have these out on Hallowe'en, and they are!!
- What else...
Hatchings
True Riders
Sponsers w/ Representatives
Sponsering Organizations
Records
Rider Pickups // Adult Pickups
Sponsers w/ Reprensetatives Pickups // Adult Pickups
Organization Pickups // Adult Pickups
Shy's Genetic Experiments #1
(most notably for: Shard, Tiyanni, JKatkina, Silver Midnight, Trix, Cy, Mystic, Dracothrope, Kesava, Tenken.)
I gave gifts, sort of, to people who helped me out when I needed it the most. Unfortunatly two of those images are not up yet. Whether it was through art, or emotional, I couldn't remember everyone and only started with these. Maybe I'll be able to make it up to everyone else.
BUT, because I'm dangerous with sugar, something else happened.
This is... the result.
Shy's ... er ... 'Experiments' #2
Please take them home.
***
Thank you for making the Vella Crean such a great place.
***
I forgot.
http://www.geocities.com/oolong_shy/vc/blank.html
I never sent it enough candidates.... only got like... five VC dragons... not nearly enough...