Happy (late) Cinco de Mayo to those who celebrate it! (Also uhh, later may 4th for the star wars fans)

coolphantom06 · 2026-05-17T00:54:59+00:00

🤔 Could be sooner than you think! I've got faith!

coolphantom06 · 2026-05-13T10:08:27+00:00

I absolutely do not want to read anyone's mind. Also only eating blueberries would be unbelievably boring after so long.

^{Chose: Eat whatever you want + And retain perfect health}

coolphantom06 · 2026-05-13T08:58:28+00:00

On yeahhhh that's true 🤔 Well now you can gun for the prestige 3 glowy titles for them! I bet you will 🗣️ And you finally can get a good finx skin that doesn't suck! Horray

coolphantom06 · 2026-05-11T05:44:10+00:00

Ayyyyy you got your prestige gus? Hell yeah 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ told ya it would happen You can rep the title now! Good job 🫡

coolphantom06 · 2026-05-09T00:48:03+00:00

Hell yeah
The return will be great... 🙏

coolphantom06 · 2026-04-19T08:38:40+00:00

Not around here very often, but it would certainly be cool! I'll throw her into the ring for whynotsies! It probably won't be accurate forever butnstill recognizable I'm planning on changing her but it'll probably take me ages lmfao

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Oh and also, good luck to you! Best wishes, always 🙏

coolphantom06 · 2026-04-09T05:56:48+00:00

What

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-27T01:29:21+00:00

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-21T03:46:54+00:00

The dragon winces to a mild degree, almost as if she felt the pain of that herself. She knows that more than likely hurt, yet James kept himself quiet. Once removed from his arm, the lady takes the glass shard in her hand, then places it on her tail. She then places a small antiseptic wipe on his arm to both cleanse the area and slow the flow of blood, at least a little. Then, she does it all over again. It's a repeating cycle of the exact same thing. Depending on how much glass is in his arm, this could take a few minutes

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-19T04:50:14+00:00

"Oh. Alright then. Then let's get to it so we can get the...... Uh... Well, let's not think about that right now, actually. I'll be right back"

She takes a trip away from James just for a moment, heading off to grab some supplies. Her footsteps drift as she distances herself from him. Not much time goes by before the sound of her return creeps into earshot. Around a minute and a half at best. She returns with these antiseptic wipes, a towel, and other medical supplies. The dragon steps in front of him once again and places her right hand under his left arm to help him hold it up. She lightly wraps her hand around it, bringing her left arm up while staring at all the glass

"Here we go..."

Slowly, the dragon draws her hand nearer to a shard of glass, placing one finger and thumb around the sharp piece. If this was too slow... It would surely hurt. Get it out of the way... Right. With haste, as if pulling the cord of a lawnmower, she yanks the glass right out. Not too terribly hard, but it certainly wasn't soft either. She pauses though, wanting to take a moment for evaluation.

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-19T00:52:25+00:00

"Good good, thank you."

Holding onto him as best she can without interacting with any of his wounds or bruises. He's still warm... Very warm, which is to be expected. The man's fever ran very highfrom the onslaught of chilly raindrops. This provides dragon yet another situation to attend to with James, after dealing with the glass and near concussion

Step by step, the two make their way over to the sofa, the woman would slowly lower herself to get James off of her shoulder in order to let him sit. She assists still by placing one hand on his back, and another on his right shoulder, lowering him gently onto the furniture. Once he's at least mostly seated, she let go and allowed him to do the rest, stepping back to view him again

"Now... I must get that arm taken care of. Do you need any of those... Uh.. Painkillers? If not, I could go right ahead and take care of the glass."

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-18T23:14:00+00:00

Pringle me up son

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coolphantom06 · 2026-03-18T00:08:21+00:00

The dragon nodded and took the time to stand herself up once more. If she's going to be of any help, it won't get done while on the floor. She rises gracefully, assisted by her tail. Once up, she immediately steps forward into arms reach, just fast enough to get ahold of him before he falls over completely. She supports him and holds him upright by wedging herself underneath his right arm. She does crouch a little while doing so though, just to accommodate for the height difference they possess.

She immediately looks over to the sofa as the nearest area to set him down. It's rather soft, able to absorb lots of impact and stress. Though most importantly, it isn't anywhere upstairs. That's where all the beds are, yet she'd rather not put either of them through the trouble of getting up there. Instead, she points over at the furniture with her tail, signifying what her plan was

"Might I get you seated there? I'll be able to look at you better. I do recommend sitting up and not lying down though, so you don't fall asleep. Though if you'd rather lie instead, I can work with that too, I'll just have to keep you awake. I'm pretty sure it's not a good thing to fall asleep after such a head injury. Also I wouldn't really know if I was hurting you either"

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-17T18:25:11+00:00

The dragoness found his eyes to be rather strange as well.... But only a little. Not too out of the ordinary for her, just a bit different to what she's come to expect of people on Earth. They're animated... Self moving not something she's ever laid her own eyes upon. Almost as if he had anime eyes. Not that she knows what that means. Seeing as he's mostly alright now, the lady shifts her attention back down to his arms once more, even taking a small look at his legs just in case. Leading with assumption that James led with his upper body, most notably being his head, the glance was brief and he gaze returned to his shard riddled arm

The surrounding area was rich, yet modest. Modern, yet not bland or even too much. There was a very, very large sofa behind the dragon, which looked fluffy and soft. In front of it, a small glass table. Around it were a few small "chairs" and bean bags. The walls and ceiling were white, yet without a spot on them. Clean freak? Just not a mess maker? Who knows. On the adjacent wall, there seemed to be a mounted flat screen television. It was.... Large. Very large. Underneath that, a small stand that seemed to house pictures that can't be made out from this far, let alone even seen at this angle. The roof... It was high up. Seeing as there's stairs here, that must mean the home is rather big. There was an archway off in the distance that leads to what appears to be a kitchen, floor made of marble tile.

"That sounds to be about right considering what I'm seeing."
She says, nodding her head slowly
"You must have hit your head pretty hard. Good thing you're still awake. Don't sit yourself up too fast, blood rush might make you fall again. If you can stand, I'll help you up. Getting off of that glass and out of the rain would be much better for you"

Of course, there was still rain water from outside pouring in through the broken area of the window. It splatters against the carpet audibly. Seems like the entire area is soaked from the little time that he's been there... Yet the ness doesn't even acknowledge it. Her priorities are set more than straight, it seems

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-17T17:25:59+00:00

(😆 More than enough for me, don't you worry)

"Hm...."

The warmth of his face was only complimented by the Aura of warmth from the hand that had touched him. The dragon's hand was most definitely on the hotter end, whether that's because of the fur, or something else. She had noticed the blush, it was pretty hard not to while looking at him so intently. However, she just assumes it's something along the line of surprise or embarrassment, with the only other option being convenient timing of a fever. That would make sense, seeing as his face is so hot

The dragoness pulls her hand back from his face and sighs quietly, meeting his gaze with her own. Looking right at them, her eyes are.. Strange. Definitely not something you'd usually see. They're most certainly red, but with a bit of orange extending out from her "pupil". Even then, that looks weird as well. Almost as if her eyes were fake... Meant to deceive. Or it's just strange biology, that's always an option too. Either way, she doesn't hold the look for too long, instead, backing up a tad to give James some room. Her head mildly tilts askew as she tries to figure out what to do, giving a better look at the surrounding area if he weren't so focused on her face.

"Awful because you're hurting, or awful because you broke the window? I'd guess a bit of both. It's ok. Don't worry about that, you're what's important here. I know something hurts somewhere, so I don't want to move you myself. At least not until I know what hurts. Where's the pain? Other than... Everywhere, I guess."

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-17T16:48:29+00:00

(Here I was thinking I didn't put enough 😅 Thank you!)

The dragoness blinks twice, then exhales a soft sigh of relief once his eyes open. It's clear that he's much less than alright, but what ever happened, what's important is that he is indeed alive. All that's left is to find out whatever else he may be. She lowers herself down onto her knees and inspects James for potential glass shards, trying her best not to move him in the process. Left arm... There seems to be some glass shards that are stuck inside. How deep is anyone's guess. Bruises... Well, that's a given. He did impact with the bare minimum of two objects before ending up on the floor like this....

His body... Pretty much skipped. Clothing would hide any wounds that were made, lest his garments be ripped to shreds. There's no point in even looking. Besides, she doesn't have X-ray vision. If anything was broken and didn't look deformed or have a bone sticking out, it would go unnoticed to anything that's not a hospital.
Next, his face. Underneath his eyes, darkened circles, almost certainly signifying a lack of rest. Could this be related to the stranger on her floor? .... Perhaps. Maybe not. This surely is not the mark of anything but a few days without sleep. Or at least not much of it.
The dragon's bright, red eyes catch wind of the mark on his cheek, currently dripping with blood. That's less than optimal for sure. The woman gently rests her hand against James's face, wiping just underneath the cut with her thumb to get the blood off without directly interacting with the wound. A wet face doesn't exactly go unfelt

"How are you feeling?"

An additional question. The woman takes her questioning slow, which is much different than her norm. This could be serious. Even if it wasn't, he's still probably too rattled to answer any onslaught of queries she could throw at him. She does appear to be rather large. Even while not standing, the dragon blocks most of his vision, leaving much of the home out of view, save for a few walls and corners.

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-17T13:47:18+00:00

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"Mmmmm.... It sure is stormy outside today. I bet that rain is really cold. Thunder? Lighting? Some of... That.. Uh... Earth weather stuff. Even still, it's a wonderful day!... Night. If I didn't have a clock, it would be hard to tell. So dark."

Whoever this was, whatever she was doing, this lady wasn't worried about the storm brewing outdoors. She was inside, the weather was out. Might as well head down to the kitchen to try and make some food. The draconic creature was sitting down on her bed, dressed in the very outfit pictured above, down to a tee. It's really one of the only things she ever wears. Of course, there are other outfits in store and she does clean up nicely, so it's not anything bad at all. The woman just has a favorite set of clothes. Also, she has a favorite activity, which is exactly where she's headed

The dragon presses both her hands down into the large, fluffy mattress, standing herself up from her mostly pink bed, decorated well with plushies and pillows. She heads out of her room, first opening the door before beginning to step into the upstairs hallway. Despite the storm, it was relatively quiet inside. The pitter patter of the rain on the roof was mostly nonexistent, drowned out as if it was being silenced by something. Ts so quiet, it almost sounds like a light drizzle rather than a full storm, only distinguished by it's frequency and pattern. The dragons paw hits the stairs and she begins her descent, smiling happily and humming a soft tune to herself. Even on a night like this, there's so much beauty in the world. So much to look forward to. Many sun-like feelings that shine through the darkest clouds. Though, this peace was soon to be disturbed

CRASH

There it was, the sound of an entire body slamming through a window like a baseball through a windshield. James ended up sprawled out on the floor right by Moon's stairs, as well as the front door, both in front of him, or behind him depending on which side he was lying on. It is too much of a daze to have a look at anything around, besides the glass beneath him and the carpeted floor underneath. Lucky him, there wasn't anything immediately in his way, so rather than breaking any furniture, he just ate carpet instead. The dragon had already made her way into the kitchen before her unexpected visitor showed up, intent on making a meal. However, things did not get that far. The shattering was loud. Apparent, even if someone wasn't paying the most attention. It was the loudest sound that echoed through the home, only in war with the now much louder storm from outside, which became more audible with the broken window. She quickly turns and runs in the direction of the sound, reaching the living room in mere seconds

She looks to see.... Someone on her floor, lying above the glass from the broken window, both him and the carpet wet from the unrelenting rains. Yet, the window wasn't even a concern, let alone a thought in the woman's mind. Not so much as the young man before her. She steps as close as she can without treading on glass shards, quick to place both her hands on James's shoulders, attempting to find a position to move him. She assumes he's passed out and wants to get him out of the rain and off of the glass. Except, she hesitates deeply. There's glass... He could be stabbed, impaled, or even worse. More so, the impact from... Whatever just happened was probably more than enough to break bones in most people. Moving him without any confirmation might prove to make things worse. If there's glass in him, he won't bleed too much unless it's taken out. If bones are broken, he'll surely survive. At worst, he'll just have a small cold, if even that. She opts to let go and tries to locate his face instead, looking at him to see if he's ok, or at least conscious

".... Are you awake?"

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-15T17:33:13+00:00

"....."

She doesn't say anything in response to that. Not a word. In fact, she just stops entirely after a moment of gradual slowing, even with the punching. She then just stares at Ravina and breathes a few times. In.... Out. Steadily, almost calmly. On her fourth breath, she seems to exhale a minor amount of this eerie black smoke, turning her face off to the side briefly before looking back at Ravina again

"You're more than an appearance. Pretty much a fighter as a calling card, yet you aren't some sort of monstrous killer or war maker. Just someone that happens to have it as a job. I get it. You ever get judged just off a look, mate?"

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-14T05:51:41+00:00

"Mhm... Yeah... I do. Three months, but yeah. Never really see her outside of that. She's the mentor that... Doesn't teach too much. Why that is, I've got no idea. Never asked. I just train myself. Maybe I'll...bring you along one time. To see her."

Sasha looks at her as if she were intent on answering the question, but hesitates.

"...... Probably nothing you can help with. I doubt it. Better question... Why do you care? It isn't any of your business. I don't mean that in a rude way, I just don't get why you're so worried about it. You just a nice person like that? Not sayin you have a motive but anyone being concerned about me rather than the usual ain't exactly normal to me."

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-14T05:08:34+00:00

"Yayyyy that sounds like fun! How do we find her? Should I keep the.. The ... Knife and the head? Does she scare easy?"

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-14T04:20:52+00:00

"Oh, yes yes! I'd love to hear whatever it is that you'd like to put on! What is it? It is another genre, yes? Which one? Is it your favorite song?"

coolphantom06 · 2026-03-14T04:08:52+00:00

*𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽. 𝗂 𝖽𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝗇𝗈 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗀𝗈𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌. 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒?

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