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Birth of the Cyber Dragons

Kali the Flygon

Kali the Flygon

Devourer of Sandshrews
OOC topic here

The day had finally arrived! Brian Sawgrass could hardly sleep the night before, in anticipation of an honor that only he, and a few select people from his town, were going to receive... their very own pet dragon! It's amazing what they can do with science nowadays... the young man thought as he drove the half-mile across the small town from the residential neighborhood to the county fairgrounds, where the 'hatching' event was to take place. The area around town was beautiful, with big, rolling hills covered in trees, landscaping an architect could only dream of. It was morning, minutes before 9:00 am, which was the scheduled time of the event.

As Brian pulled in, he couldn't believe that the place was so packed! In addition to the others signed up as fellow owners, there seemed to be dozens of audience onlookers gathered, as well as a local TV station crew. In addition, there were numerous security guards all around the premises. Everything made Brian a little nervous. He pulled into a parking space and took a deep breath, finally climbing out of the car. Most of the crowd was gathered in the stands normally used for livestock auctions, but instead of cows and pigs being pulled up to the ground stage, there was a large table set up and an armored truck backed in in the back. Brian asked one of the security guards where he should go, since he was one of the ones who volunteered to receive a Dragon. After showing his drivers license, he was pointed to a small group of people standing on the ground, just on the side of the stage, waiting for the event to begin.

Finally to begin, what appeared to be a business executive, dressed in a fancy suit and tie, walked out from the passenger side of the armored truck. Walking up to the table, he began to talk to the audience, who had by now filled in most of the stands. "Welcome everyone, to the PX-32 Dragon Expo, here in the beautiful town of Verdia. Here, we will take an unprecidented step forward in the future of humanity. These seven individuals have volunteered to be the very first owners of an incredible new piece of technology, one that will be demonstrated here in this very town." A couple assistants began to open the back doors to the armored truck, and a dim grayish glow could be seen emanating from the cargo hold. Using metal tools, the assistants removed an ellipsoid-shaped, grayish object from the hold, placing it on the table. The oval-shaped object was roughly 18 inches tall and 12 inches in diameter. The company representative continued his speech. "Here, before you, you see the dragon in its most basic form, its egg stage. In order to proceed into its hatchling stage, it requires a human to connect with, a parent as it were. Now..." He turned to the seven volunteers. "Who would like to go first? One of you, come up and place your hands on the egg."

Brian felt a little nervous at this request, despite his enthusiasm. He looked around and decided to wait for at least one person to go first.

(just a quick note - Dragon characters should wait for their human partners to 'activate' them before they go post.)
 
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Hm.

So there she was, at this annoyingly crowded place. There were all the usual schmucks gathered about, cameras and eyes and guards all around. Understandable, she had supposed. Mechanical dragons was a pretty exciting development... especially with all the features they had chalked them up to have... still, she couldn't help but feel some disbelief. It was like one of those commercials on TV, my blender can do this, my blender can do that! My blender's amazing! And buy now, only for three easy payments of $9.99! And you buy the blender... and it can't do crap, even with all those pretty features. It would probably be a case of that... there had to be SOME catch to these guys letting them have 'em for free... probably, they're really buggy and they want to use them as guinea pigs... yeah, that's it. Still, this could be interesting.

The blonde haired woman had been standing there waiting for a while, as she thought these thoughts, her steely gray eyes watching the armored truck intently. All the ruckus around her was drowned out... when suddenly, something happened. Some man started to speak, all the usual introductory generic things they'd always say at this type of thing, whatever. What really caught her attention was that egg... oooh. Sleek, shiny, smooth...

Little trickles of excitement and anxiety silently rose inside of her, but did not display on her sharp features, which only showed a vaguely apathetic and bored expression. Remember! Show no fear... don't be like all the pussies around you, walk up and grab it, they say the first's always the best!

And so she did. One after the other, she moved her legs, towards the table, without a word. She nodded towards the company representative and slowly placed her hands on the egg's surface, which were shaking slightly...
 
Matthew watched in awe as the girl who walked up's egg shone brightly. The man said that soon, it would "hatch" in a sense. He also said that he wanted to get everyone an egg before they hatch.

"Who'd like to go next?"

Matthew looked up at the representative when he uttered the question. He looked at the other six people, all loking around at each other. Matthew figured that if he didn't go, no one would.

"I'd like to go." he said. An obvious lie, but the representative seemed to believe it.

"Great! We have a volunteer!" He announced. Matthew slowly walked onto the stage, and found a slightly purple-tinted egg. He placed his trembling hands on the egg, which shone as bright as the girl's.
 
As the audience looked onward, the young lady stepped forward and pressed her hands into the surface of the egg. The egg would feel rather sturdy and warm, and the soft, gentle glowing began to become brighter, like a lightbulb. Suddenly, it began to spray a warm mist all around the lady, causing the audience to give a collective gasp. The mist itself, as well as the egg's surface, began to tingle all around against the lady's skin, and it would continue to glow brighter and feel warmer as the mist swirled and spread, increasing in density. As more and more mist spread out from the egg, the surface began to become softer, more tender and leathery, until finally, the shape itself began to mold. While the egg would be no longer completely visible from within the mist, a shadow of the glowing object could still be seen, mutating and changing shape. Finally, the mist around Mourmedy began to coalesce back toward the now former-egg, and the glowing began to settle and die off, revealing to everyone around what had become of the egg... Now, sitting on the table before the lady was some kind of gray-colored lizard, with solid-red eyes. It was maybe 2 or 2 and a half feet long from its muzzle to the tip of its tail, and it stared back up at Mourmedy, opening its maw to give a happy-sounding chirp. The audience around suddenly began to clap and cheer.

Brian couldn't believe his eyes through the whole process, as the egg transformed into the lizard. There didn't seem to be any waste or eggshells... just a mutation. "Wow..." he mouthed quiet to himself. Meanwhile, 6 more eggs were quickly taken out of the armored truck, placed in different locations along the table. The company representative turned to the remaining six humans and grinned. "All right, everyone else, come on over and meet your new partner." Before he even finished talking, Brian was already beginning to wander over to the table. He soon stood up before another, seemingly identical egg, and placed one hand on top of the egg to feel it.
 
...Holy cheeseknuckles.

Mourmedy was so amazed that her mind couldn't even think up a proper semi-curse word to end that mental statement with. Not even her steely expression could hide the amazement within her. Her mouth was gaped in awe at the bizarre creature... a sort of mixture of disgust as it wasn't all that pretty and yet... man. She didn't even know what to say or what to do. The whole display had been throughly showy, a type of pyrotechnics that could only be described as special effects in real life.

Slowly, she pulled her hand away from it, and then gazed into its red eyes, her own metallic ones taking in its appearance.
 
The egg glowed, raidiating a white light. In the blinding light, a strange creature formed, but strangely, not a single eggshell fell. Instead, the creature formed from the egg.


The newborn dragon looked up at Brian, taking a clear look at him. The dragon purred with delight, happy enough with it's new owner. The dragon kept inspecting Brian, not taking its sight off him.
 
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Pushing his way to the front of the crowd, Osorio was just in time to see the first egg hatch. Or rather, morph, as the shell appeared to simply change shape under the mist. It was simply amazing, and he, like most of the others in the impressive crowd, was left speechless. Someone else, this time a young man around his age, approached. And the process occured again.

The representative of the company producing these wonderous things beckoned the others forth. And Osorio followed. He slowly placed a hand on one of the eggs lined up on the table. It felt warm. But not just any sort of warm, this warmth felt alive, rather... warm.
 
Sarim wiped perspiration from the skin of his chestnut-colored forehead. Yeah, he was definitely nervous. Questions bounced around his mind like... well, rubbery questions, he supposed. Would his dragon already have a name, or would it already have one? A gender, as it were? What color would it be? Were they all the same color? Admittedly, Sarim probably could have found all this out, but he wasn't the type to take initiative.

Then again, he had a half-feeling that he wanted a specific one of those eggs and he learned to trust this sort of thing; it really very rarely meant anything, but there was no penalty for going with his intuition. He nervously strode to his left, picking the egg that looked best (the one on the far right, as it happened, but it didn't really look any better than the rest of them, probably) The skinny young man placed his right hand on the curve of the large egg, feeling slightly silly in front of all these people. Did they really need guar-

And then the egg started to due its thing.

((Cue Xaldin))
 
Matthew's egg, along with multiple others, shot out a mist while the egg itself transformed. Matt stared in awe as the mist cleared revealing a purplish, scaly lizard. Matt felt weird. He felt....... connected. To the small mechanical being. As if it itself were his child. Matt reached out and touched it. It wasn't cold as he expected. It was warm. As if it had it's own body heat and could breathe. It freaked Matt out, but he kept his hand there, strangely comforted.

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Mewtwo ago-go!
 
The egg glowed with a bright flash and emitted mist, blinding those who look upon in. Once the light receded and the mist disappeared, there was a strange, lizard... thing in the egg's place, yet strangely there was not a single eggshell from the egg that the creature emerged from. The 'dragon' was small, about the size of a small dog with soft, dark, leather skin with red eyes. The baby dragon yawned and gazed at the chestnut-skinned male in front of him, almost disapprovingly and he plopped down and attempted to go to sleep. Not bothering to greet his new owner.

((And yes, the dragon hates you... for now :P ))
 
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The egg glowed like all the others, mist shooting out, and when it dispersed, the dragon blinked and stared at its owner, feeling a strange attachment to it. It didn't really know why, actually, and it looked nothing like it. It moved up to him and poked him with its head. He was weird.
 
Sarim waved his hand in front of his face, dispersing the last dregs of mist. The dragon was left there, apparently napping. Hmm. Was it supposed to go asleep? Sarim looked around. The other dragons (hey, they were different colors) weren't... How strange. Sarim poked the dragon with his index finger. It (he? she?) didn't have wings yet, of course.
 
(Yes, 'it' is the proper pronoun. But the dragons will naturally begin to identify more with whatever gender their owners think of them more as)

Settling down before Mourmedy, the newly-'hatched' lizard suddenly leaped up into the air, climbing up onto her shoulders. It gave a cute little chirp as it snuggled under her hair, next to her neck, curling around both shoulders. Then, Mourmedy would hear something she may or may not have expected... a voice. It sounded rather high-pitched and playful, like a toddler's voice. "Hii Mommy!" (Yes, the dragons are installed with a dictionary of simple words, but most of their speech will have to be learned)

As the 'impression' period continued, the executive continued speaking to the amazed crowd, while the assistants began to speak to the seven volunteers. "When you're finished, please take your new dragons back to the side where you were. You will be free to go at that point, or you may stay and watch the rest of the show, it's up to you." Meanwhile, the truck was closed, and began to drive out through the back stage, making for extra room.

Brian stared back down at his new dragon hatchling, grinning. "Wow... you're so cute!" He picked the creature up into his arms and hugged its warm, whitish body. " He began to walk over to the side, carrying it with him. "Do you have a name? Or would you like me to give you one?"
 
Matthew saw the boy next to him get his dragon and start to step away. Matt decided he would do the same. He picked his dragon up, but it quickly broke free of his grip, and wrapped itself around Matt's neck like a scarf. Matt was thinking.

"What would these things be able to do? Would he find a name tag on the dragon's tale or something?"

"For now, I'll just call you Lucy." he said aloud
 
(Barubu, I know you're bored and anxious to get moving, but you need to wait for Mewtwo. If they don't come on for long enough, then I'll have to get a replacement, but for now, it hasn't even been a day. Give them a chance.)
 
The dragon looked up at Brian once again, it's solid-colored eyes staring into his. It slowly shook it's head left and right, indicating that it didn't. The newborn dragon then took its attention off of Brian, looking at the world around him.

It looked around, seeing everyone around it

As a newborn, even if it's gender hasn't been decided, the dragon had an urge to explore, considering it had little to no idea what was happening. It started struggling in Brian's arms.



((Deciding to keep my dragon from talking for a while- it will later.))
 
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Osorio jumped back a bit from the dragon poking him. Where the egg had previously laid, there was now a gray reptilian creature. A new dragon. Alive, though he wasn't sure if they breathed. Tentatively, he reached out a hand and stroked the top of it's head.
 
((Sorry, I went to my best friend's house today for the first time in like a month!))

The purplish dragon blinked open her eyes, seeing a strange creature.

Who is that? it thought, wondering in it's mind what was going on. It tilted it's head in confusion, wondering what was going on. The creature reach out and touched the small mechanical being. It felt a strange... connection to the creature in front of it. It reached out and grabbed the dragon, but it had another idea; it wrapped around the creatures neck, feeling it the right thing to do.

"For now, I'll call you Lucy." it heard the creature say. The dragon began to make a noise it did not recognize. ((Like purring.))
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"Sorry I'm late!" Crystal yelled as she ran up and showed her school ID, then finding her Dragon egg. She placed her hand on her egg, which glowed immensely at her touch. It then proceeded to "hatch" into a small dragon which seemed to have a... life of it's own.

"Aeru." she whispered the name she had already picked out for her Dragon. "Your name is Aeru, and mine's Crystal."
 
Her cool gray eyes didn't seem so cool this time around... they were quite wide in shock, a strange creeping feeling going down Mourmedy's thin neck... the thing... touched her. She jerked uncomfortably as it made contact with her shoulders, but not with enough force to knock it off.

Steady does it... don't want to break it now... even though it was... doing things that she wasn't quite in the like of.

And then... it spoke.

She cringed upon hearing its childish voice... so sickeningly cute... beergh. It reminded her of... of... oh, no... she didn't want to think about that... something else then, something else. Keep your cool, dammit!

As much as she could, she readjusted her features into a sort of sharp grimace, although it ended up looking more like a sort of uncomfortable frown. Good enough, she supposed... good enough. She wasn't sure why she found the creature so... unsettling. But there was just something about a robotic lizard with a child's voice that seemed utterly freaky.

"...He... hello." She said tensely to the lizard. Her attention was so focused on her disgust and awe that she didn't hear what the executive said, her unnerved eyes watching the creature carefully.
 
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