(...Uh... Shits going down. An RPer by the name of Abyss joined the RP after most of everyone left and created a giant universe ending entity called Manus... Which Abyss and Spec are at each other's throats about things.)
I expect primitive civilizations to develop religious beliefs around things that are very important to their way of life including the sun...which I thought lizards would get a boner too if mentioned. Well, I guess your not some paleolithic thing anyway. Still PRAISE THE SUN!
Can we not? Dieing is really inconvenient. I go to hell, and have to do a bunch of paperwork to get resurrected, and the satan really hates me after that whole singing gangnam style in klingon thing...
Oh, well, have you seen the wyverns we have in the Reptile Kingdom? We have lightening wyverns... yuri pairing wyverns... really loud rampagy wyverns... really quiet ninja wyverns... wyverns who flippy kicks and have really sharp scales... wyverns with inflatable boobs and magic voices...
Here's a link if you're interested. We have lots of things. Eventually I'll be getting a dragon that bears the title of "The Solar Flare Dragon". She'll also be known as "The Flame Empress" and a few other titles. But hey,sun.
Oh and the Silver Alos is some times reffered to as "The Silver Sun", (not to be confused for an Allo, which is a completely different and not at all sun themed mamono.)
Shameless self promotion is just one of the many services that I offer Schvantz. How else and I gonna get the attention of the masses? I suppose I could get someone else to do it... but you know what they say about getting a job done right.
Gremlins can be taken down, easy. You just can't let them fly past you, that's when they zap you. Just keep a little distance and get them in your sights. As for the Red Comet... *shudder* I've only been shot down ONCE by it! And boy, I nope we never cross paths again.
Oh. Well then. I'm going to go put on a parachute.
Huh. Feels weird. Like I'm wearing a backpack. I think this is my first time wearing a parachute. Usually, I don't need them. If I get shot down, then so be it. Actually, I'll go back on the parachute. If I go down, it'll be in a blaze of glory! Or of defeat. Who cares.
Anyway, I think I might go for a hike today. It's been too long since I got out of the saddle and stretched my legs. Well, toodley-pip!
You can expect me back in the air in about three days, maybe.