The Soaring Dragons

The Ask/RP Blog ran by the martial arts fuzzies. A.K.A. The Ask/RP Tumblr for the cast of characters from the series "Sol" by "RandoChris".

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A “Monster” From The Surface? (Part 2)

Chris felt his palm become constricted from Toriel’s handshake. She had quite a grip for what the wolf assumed was a gentle woman.

After they broke off the handshake, Toriel was about to speak when a low rumbling sound occurred. It was after Chris looked down at his body that the pair realized that it was the wolf’s stomach growling. He appeared sheepish while Toriel could only smile.

Chris gave his answer rather quickly, much to Toriel’s delight.

Toriel promptly left the bedroom and went to the right, her feet making a cushioned sound upon the plywood floor. Bathroom? Oh. Right. She probably wanted him to freshen up. Rolling his shoulders, he looked to his left down the hallway and found the only open door. Yep, the bathroom. It was actually a large bathroom so Chris assumed that she had to have shared it with someone else.It was painted blue and the porcelain was very sleek. Chris turned on the sink and washed his hands thoroughly, splashing some cold water on his face to wake himself up a bit.

With an audible grunt and a shiver up and down his body, Chris managed to look at himself in the mirror. He didn’t even really know why he felt like he had to. It was almost like confirming this was really happening. Seeing his face in the mirror as he’s always seen it made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Chris could not exactly trust Toriel completely. If she really was the one who assisted him, he would be very grateful. But given how hazy his memories of his fall were, he didn’t want to presume anything. After drying off his hands, he left the bathroom and headed in the same direction that Toriel went towards. The rest of the house had this very safe ambiance which helped Chris relax a little. Going past a flight of stairs heading downwards, he saw Toriel putting a slice of pie on the table.

The pie’s crust was a scrumptious shade of chocolate and it was decorated with whipped cream. The pie itself was white with something mixed in. It almost looked like a sandwich cookie.

Toriel noticed his arrival and beamed.

Chris could feel his throat yearn for the slice of pie as soon as she mentioned the flavor.

Chris quickly grinned back at Toriel. Oh how wrong she was. So wrong that he didn’t care that his tail just started wagging like crazy.

Toriel immediately retrieved another slice of pie for the wolf, placing the plate down complimented with a fork. She moved a chair that was on one end of the table closer to the other end. She seated herself in the chair she moved and Chris made himself comfortable in the other chair. Chris took a small forkful and brought it to his mouth. The sweet vanilla first took over his tastebuds until he chewed on the chocolate cookie pieces and crust. Then he savored every bit of it before swallowing. 

Chris took another bite of the pie. It was so pleasing to just have the dessert rest in his mouth and roll it around on his tongue before consuming it.

The two both took separate bites from each of their own slices, stealing looks at each other and laughing to themselves. Chris was feeling a bit odd that he was quickly warming up to Toriel. This mysterious goat lady was really being more nice than she had to be for him. After finishing off his slice of pie, Chris wiped his mouth with a nearby napkin.

The wolf saw Toriel’s smile waver. She set her plate aside and clasped her hands together on top of the table, playing with her fingers.

Really? The place was immaculately clean with not a hint of dust in sight. But it did sort of make sense. He would have seen somebody else at this point. Chris decided to just act like he didn’t put it together just now.

That might not have been the best question to ask next but it was the most logical one. Toriel’s smile disappeared and her hands clenched together very tightly. Chris could now tell that the subject of family was sensitive to her. He didn’t want to assume the worst. Her face fell a bit and she couldn’t make eye contact with Chris.

Yeah, that’s what he thought. Crap. From the way Toriel said that, he could have sworn that she looked towards the bedroom he woke up in. The best thing he could do now was just drop the matter. 

That was good to hear. Chris offered to wash the dishes. In his mind, it was just to make up for bringing up something that was close to Toriel. Something was still off to him. Not about Toriel but where he was. It definitely felt like a nice little home but...something was not right. After finishing up with the dishes, he saw Toriel preparing a knapsack back in the living room. She was putting the pie in there along with a few neatly stacked books.

Toriel looked up from her knapsack, holding a book in her hands. Chris could see that the title was “101 Magnificent Ways to Use Snails.”

She showed off the other books she was planning to take, like “The Bone Guy’s Guide to Puns” “Spider Pastry Recipes” “The Mysteries of Custard” and “Ballad of the Tsundere.” Chris chuckled at each of the covers but then he slowly realized what Toriel had just said. 

Toriel placed her books back in her bag and was confused.

Toriel stood in stunned silence. Her eyes went up and down Chris’s body like a scanner, trying to detect something different about Chris that she could have missed.

Chris could hear a sound come from her throat while she tried to finish her sentence.

Chris did his best to clear his mind and just breathe. Given the fact that she just referred to him as a monster while she would definitely fit in back home told him that the “off” feeling he had was starting to become more clear.

Toriel once again had that sullen expression from earlier but it was less about personal pain and more about concern for his well-being.

Chris could feel his body shiver at the thought of something in the dark preparing to do...whatever violent things it likely would have had in mind. 

Chris didn’t realize right away what caused him to say what he just said. But something inside was now fully ready to trust Toriel and make sure that, whatever comes next, he’ll protect her.

Wow, this one took a bit to do. Making these text boxes were super fun.

And, just like I promised, full credit for Chris’s sprites go completely to @combotron. I edited some of the portrait sprites to better fit the mood but he’s the one who deserves credit for making them.

And before anyone assumes, no, I’m not shipping Chris and Toriel. XD

I’m hoping people want to see more, because I do need some help. :P

I’m tagging this “long post” for anyone who might not want this on their dash.

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A “Monster” From The Surface? (Part 1)

Chris slowly felt his consciousness fade in and out. His body felt heavy. Was he still falling? Was he dead? Did anything even happen? He tried to open his eyes but to no avail. After trying to wake himself up, he heard a faint sound. The kind of sound when your ears ring. Once a moment passed, he heard a voice.

The voice was obviously distressed but it had a gentle tone to it. Chris’s brain tried to process it and conclude that the voice belonged to a woman. He could feel something heavy run all across his body until he heard the voice again.

Wait, she knew about the cave? She might have been an explorer but then...if this is the bottom, what is she doing here? How’d she even get down here? 

Chris tried to speak but he felt no attempt at words leaving his throat. He really couldn’t feel any of his insides but Chris was still going to try and answer.

He heard a huff. 

He felt his limbs flop around. They were heavy as they dangled about. Chris attempted to process more information but he slipped out of consciousness once again.

.........

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Chris’s eyes gradually opened. Everything was blurry while he gathered his bearings. He could begin to feel sensations again in his arms and legs. Taking a bit to finally clear his vision, Chris noticed he was in a room, illuminated by a lamp. Soon, the rest of Chris’s body joined him back in reality. 

Chris looked at what he was laying on and saw that it was a child’s bed. He must have slept awkward as his legs dangled off of the end of the bed. Chris’s head turned and saw some stuffed animals to his left. And to his right was a wardrobe among other furniture. Chris sat up, a low groan escaping from him. He was not quiet in the slightest about all this, since he really did have no idea where he really was.

Falling...yeah. That was the last thing he could really recall. Everything else afterwards was just a mishmash in his mind. He wasn’t going to find out anything lying here, obviously. He slowly urged himself up and off of the bed. He rubbed his eyes after looking at the lit lamp, not being used to light again. Suddenly, he heard the doorknob turn and open. The lights in the bedroom turned on and Chris was surprised by a figure.

The wolf held his breath until he saw that the figure was actually a woman. She appeared to be a goat with white, fluffy fur. She was wearing a blue robe with white sleeved that had a strange insignia on the front. The goat wore a gentle smile on her face but didn’t say anything. Chris was the one to first speak up.

The woman smiled and nodded her head.

She continued speaking.

Chris chuckled and rubbed the back of his head.

His expression changed as he started to piece together events. The voice he heard while he was out sounded a lot like the woman in front of him. At least now realizing that she was friendly, he asked:

The woman’s expression lit up as if recalling a happy memory she always fell back upon.

Suddenly, she exclaimed:

The wolf warmly smiled and offered his hand.

The woman giggled at the notion and shook his hand.

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A "Monster” From The Surface? (Intro)

“Damn it!” A distressed voice echoed through the mountain range. The morning sun had barely begun to rise above the horizon. A young wolf hurried along the dirt path in the forest. Running as hard as he could through the forest, Chris Hayabusa tried to control his breathing. He was dressed in a gray hoodie with blue sleeves, jeans, and hiking boots, with one missing item. A gust of wind had blown through and took the scarf he was wearing right off of him. He definitely should have made it a tighter fit. Chris quickly approached an incline and was surprised to see that his scarf was being carried along the slope. He had no time to hesitate and think about it so he pushed his limits in his pursuit. His huffs and puffs came out at a rapid pace while he scaled the hill. 

At the top of the incline, Chris found the scarf on the ground. Relieved and panting, he picked it up, cleaning it of any leaves and grass that stuck to it. Thank goodness. Chris raised his head to see where he was now and saw that he was standing in front of the open mouth of a cave. While the sun was out, the entrance was close to pitch black. His first instinct was to turn back and just leave, having not intended to come this way. But something made his legs walk forward. Chris could have sworn that his chest was almost being pulled in that direction. 

Clutching onto his scarf in his left hand, Chris raised his right, palm open, and a purple flame appeared. It helped him see a little bit better but not by much. The wolf’s eyes slowly examined the cave itself. It was massive and the sheer size of it made Chris feel rather miniscule. As he ventured forth, Chris looked up to see just how far upward the cave went into the mountain. Chris pushed his right hand forward and launched a fireball. The energy traveled upwards for about half a minute before it eventually dissipated. He chuckled to himself, both in amusement and in admiration of this natural creation. 

Chris created another flame in his palm but before his eyes could adjust properly, he felt his foot get caught on something on the ground. It wasn’t hard like a rock but it didn’t really matter. Chris found himself stumbling, trying to regain his balance. But it was too late. The next step Chris tried to take was met with no ground. Chris’s body lurched forward as he suddenly felt his body fall through a hole. All Chris could do was yell in fear and clutch onto his scarf in some vain hope that it would save him. Chris wasn’t sure if his eyes were closed tight or that the cave was just that dark now. Whatever Chris could do now, he just hoped that the end result was quick and painless.

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*There is a loud explosion and Chris is bombarded with "Join the Nightmare Imperium!" pamphlets.*

The wolf sputters and falls out of bed, landing on his back. With an annoyed grunt, he started picking up the pamphlets. “What...what the fuck?” Suddenly, murmurs were growing in volume outside of his bedroom window. Taking a look outside, he noticed that his friends and...other people standing there on the sidewalk.

“Chris! Did you get one of these too?!” Bailey yelled, waving the yellow piece of paper.

“My family contacted the authorities. I doubt that breaking and entering into the royal home and shooting pamphlets would go unpunished,” Blaze grumbled.

Shojira and Lei-Mei talked among themselves about the papers, with Shojira complaining about a paper cut and Lei-Mei asking what an Imperium was. The other three in attendence stared at Chris for a moment and walked away. A glimmer of a katana blade shined under the street light as they trailed off into the night.

Chris stares down at the pamphlets and starts to hold them outside the window, igniting them on fire where they disintegrated into purple flickers.

“Assholes haven’t even asked a question,” Chris uttered under his breath.

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PRAISE NIGHTMARE MOON AND STRIKE DOWN HER FOES!!!

Yawning, Chris rubs his eyes when he sits up from his bed. A piece of paper was crumbled and thrown at his head while he was sleeping. Undoing the ball and smoothing it out, his heavy blue eyes look down at the paper. “Praise...what?” After a lengthy pause, he crushes the paper into a ball again and throws it out the window.

“Goddammit,” he mutters. 

[askthesoaringdragonz]

Welcome to the dojo.

This is an Ask blog for the characters of the independent literature series “Sol” by “RandoChris” Christian Serrano.

The main intent of this blog is just to have some fun and maybe garner some interest into the story itself. Some outlets have not served well so maybe this will be a good way to get some feedback and improve the story.

This will be potentially NSFW so tread at your own risk.

Here’s the group of characters available for asks. (I have a LARGE cast so you can thank me later.)

Chris Hayabusa: A 22 year old wolf who was born with pyrokinetic abilities that were awakened at a young age. He struggled to control his powers, causing an accident that landed him in trouble. He was enrolled into a martial arts school where he met his best friends, Bailey and Shojira, and gained more control of his powers. Chris has a sense of adventure and drive to improve his martial arts. 

Bailey Rosworth: 23 years old, Bailey was born larger than normal to a family known for their successes in the oil industry. Due to her upbringing as the only daughter in a group of boys, she developed a masculine perception of herself and became committed to the sport of professional wrestling. Bailey recently joined the Global Wrestling Association and is quickly gaining fans due to her “take no prisoners” wrestling style and Amazonian appearance. She isn't one to shy away from rebellion but she is also fiercely loyal to her friends..

Blaze Shirazi: The only daughter of King Ferno and Queen Charrie Shirazi, this 23 year old Persian Tigress lives in the royal city of Haleigh. Much like Chris, Blaze was born with pyrokinetic powers except she was able to produce and control her flames much sooner than Chris. The Shirazi family came into power after overthrowing the corrupt King Reginald in the 2nd World War decades ago. Now the next heir to the throne, the down to earth princess maintains a healthy relationship with the public while preparing for the day she becomes queen.

Shojira Hyujimoto: Native to the country of Shen La, Shojira was the son to two acclaimed doctors that helped develop various cures to worldly ills. After immigrating to Aldwynne, Shojira and his younger sister Lei-Mei were orphaned when their parents were required to cope with a deadly new disease. Their children were left in the care of a human named Jirokai, who trained the siblings in martial arts along with Chris and Bailey. Socially awkward, Shojira goes through life with a chip on his shoulder, devoted to protecting his sister at all costs.

Lei-Mei Hyujimoto: The 18 year old sister of Shojira, Lei-Mei was much too young to really feel the weight of the death of her parents. When she was told of their life’s work and efforts, she made a vow to continue her parents’ research and carry on their legacy. With a bubbly outlook on things, the young girl has also shown proficiency in the art of Bājíquán, which has caused Lei-Mei to consider other options to go hand in hand with medical research.

Tobias Alistar: A human of unknown age, Tobias carries ties to the Shirazi family. As a teenager, he singlehandedly defended the city of Raleigh from invaders who were intent on overthrowing a much younger King Ferno. For reasons that the public either chose to forget or never knew, Tobias was exiled from the country, armed with only a katana and magic that allows him to conjure up creatures of his own design. Now he plans to resurface for the purpose of finding someone close to him so he could retreat and live out the rest of his days in peace.

The next two characters do not have any photographs on record.

Syrus Harrington: A human male with dark skin and a tight black afro, Syrus’ powerful frame would boast his immense strength. However, with Syrus making his living as a bodyguard, he chooses to end conflicts diplomatically if possible. When he is forced to use physicality, he is definitely not one to be trifled with. Now employed by Tobias, Syrus has taken on a bigger than role than just being a protector.

Rachel Vianne: At only 14 years of age, Rachel became interested in the culture of witchcraft and what one would describe as “gothic”. An accident with fireworks had caused Rachel to go blind. One of her friends suggested to use magic to gain her sight once again. After using a spell, Rachel was somewhat able to see again. She could only see the silhouettes of people and objects, at a price. Rachel’s hands became cursed in that if she ever touched anyone with her bare hands, their soul would be bonded with her for life and she would have to absorb the soul upon their death. She is currently on the run for the safety of those around her, afraid to absorb another soul after taking her friend’s.

And there you have it. Feel free to ask anything, no matter how dumb it is. Just don’t expect a nice answer from everyone. ;D