#Draconna is next

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Jazz Bio

Name: Jasmine Savannah "Jazz"

Race/Species: Fruitbat Vampire

Alignment: ??? Good

Voice Claim: None A the moment

Nationality/Home Country: Hispanic & European/ Secrets

Height: 5’11

Gender: Female (She/Her)

Body Type: Tall and slim but still curvy.

Hair color: Dark Brown

Eye color: Shocking Blue normally. Red when she’s angry.

Age: 29

Pets: S'more the Snowshoe cat. She sometimes helps with Jazz's art.

Likes: Pineapples, Mangoes, apples, peaches.... pretty much every kind of fruit. The beach, Cats, Her Boss, Body Surfing, clothes, warm weather, fruit smoothies, sherbets, gelatos, sorbets. Painting. Watercolor painting, and music. When she get's to say 'I am the manager'.

Dislikes: When men hit on her while she's at work. Closed in spaces. Feeling like she doesn't have a way out of a situation. The creek of wooden floorboards. The smell of hay. Bugs crawling on her.

Personality: Easily riled up, a little vain and shallow, but is very harmless. You could literally bribe her with a smoothie. She acts like your typical beach party girl without the terrible attitude. She is loyal, and generous and she mainly just wants to live a quiet life with her cat.

Back Story: Jazz will not discuss her backstory with anyone that isn't suuper close to her. She was born to a very rich couple. She was the second born of a pair of twins. Many would have think they would have had a charmed life but it was far from the truth. While her parents were very charming and polite to the public they were neglectful at best and overbearing narcissist's obsessed with perfection behind closed doors. Her older sister was the golden child. Both girls hated it and her sister tried to stick up for her whenever she could but it only did so much. At the age of 10 the two girls were kidnapped and held for ransom. Their father sent half the money. Only wanting her sister. The kidnappers didn't like that. And when radio silent. This seemed to be a wakeup call for their mother and she begged her Husband to do something. When he didn't she did. Worked with the police and FBI. After many weeks they were found in a cellar in a run down barn on a piece of land just outside of their home city. A place that had been searched before. Or was thought to be. Jazz was barely hanging onto life. Her sister was dead. To say that Jazz's life was never the same was an understatement. But a lot of it was for the better. But not all of it. She was shoved onto an aunt who couldn't have children because of course, her parents only cared about her sister. Not her. She had nothing to do with them after that. But they were forced to move because they were put into witness protection. As the kidnappers were never found and creepy letters and packages were starting to show up on their doorstep. This is when Jazz meets Candice. Who was assigned to be in charge of her protection and relocation. Candice worked with them up until she got pregnant, and then later divorced her Ex husband. At that point Jazz was assigned Rama, a Weretiger Candice had trained, as Candice's replacement. Around this time Jazz was going to school for a degree in art and working when she landed a gig doing the art for a popular children's book series. The author fell in love with Jazz's watercolor work and insisted on having her be hired. It pays well enough that with her income from her job at Puck's Scuba shop she can rent her own modest apartment and save a little for the future. She's determined not to depend on her Aunt's help even though the woman loves her like her own and jumps up to help anytime Jazz needs it.

Skills: Incredible Night-vision, Sonar, Flight, Superb hearing, the ability to turn into a full bat and a giant bat humanoid.

Position/Job: Artist. Assistant Manager of South Shores Surf and Scuba shop. Popular children's book artist.

Quotes: "Why would I suck your blood when there's a perfectly good JambaJuice a block away?" "Ug! That tangerine was over ripe!" “Can I get another round of this?

Theme Song: California Girls by the Beach boys. Despacito. Whenever Wherever by Shakira.

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I just realized I never posted these busts here! These are just four of Elandra’s (many) children, we’ll be properly meeting all four of them in the next chapter (whenever I gain the motivation to get rolling on the writing :P)

Left to right | Top to bottom

Onir: Royal dragon (Elandra + Unknown Royal Dragon)

One of Elandra’s eldest sons. He’s cranky, snooty, but about as harmless as a dragon can be

Butterfly: Breeze Whisperer (Elandra + Unknown Wind Dragon)

Easy going, can be described as lazy. She’d rather nap in the sun than do much of anything else

Prism: Light Warper w/ Prism Wing Traits (Elandra + Cyclo)

Prism is just a bit of a brat, and somewhat bitter that she’ll never be queen, but is still a mama’s girl. She surrounds herself with her own posse of crystal drakes to make herself feel better about her situation 

Apollo: Light Warper w/ Prism Wing Traits (Elandra + Cyclo)

Just like his broodmate Prism, Apollo is also a brat. He’s super sociable and LOVES pranking the resident draconna trainers. Any elf he tries to bond with ends up being unable to keep pace with him

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“Who do I need to kill?” Tiger wife is ready 2 throw hand with anyone who hurts Draconna (ง'̀-'́)ง

Draconna was leaning with one hand on the tree she was next to. Down on one knee with her other hand near her throat. She was struggling to get breath in, and every time she exhaled plumes of weak flames were sparking from her throat. She was trying to purge the bad air from her lungs and throat. And her eyes were so wide with fright her slit pupils couldn't even be seen.

Her scales had a sickly purple tint that was slowly starting to fade. And yes, she was sporting scrapes and cuts that had dislodged some of her pretty slivery green scales to let her blood trickle down.

"Vola~" she croaked out. Wheezing as she tried to regain more fresh air, and then pointing behind her. Then she held her hand out to her mate, wanting her to come to her.

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((Felt like doing some fancy art nouveau drawings of my ocs. Thinking Puck and Val will be next. This is Draconna and Keeva.))

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“Would it be considered a crime to kill the next man that tries to talk to us?” -Vola ( @ either Draconna or Puck )

Draconna squinted her eyes.

"Yes my North Star. But if they do not stop I will start biting off appendages...."

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👶 Infe babysitting Draconna maybe?

She shook a little as she held onto the pant leg of her Uncle with one hand. The Drake Elf giving Infernum a few instructions about his Niece. That she needed to finish her studies for the day before she could go out into her garden, that there was food in the kitchen for them both, and that he’d be back hopefully sometime in the night, but he could be gone well into the next day. You never can tell when the hatching would really be over. And that if they needed anything she could show him how to use the scrying crystals to contact him.

The little redhead was clinging to a soft toy in the rough shape of a grey tabby cat with an overlong tail. It was lopsided and the stitches were uneven. Her Uncle wasn’t that great at sewing, but he’d tried his best. 

“Now you’ll be good for him won’t you? Show him where things are when he asks?” He asked as he picked her up and hugged her. Her tail was hanging low as were her ears as she hugged him back.

“Yeth Uncle..” she lisped. Still not quite used to her new forked tongue. But her voice was as silvery as her big round eyes. 

“Good. I’ll be back as soon as I can and I’ll bring you some of the seeds from the flowers at the nesting grounds to plant.” she smiled a little at that and bravely let her uncle put back down before leaving in a whirl of sparks and starlight.

When she looked up at Infernum this time she almost fell backwards. But her little wings flapped and kept her upright. He was fluffy like some of the Dragon’s that were from the east. But... she’d never seen one with his legs.

“Are you like me? Not a weal dwagon?” she softly asked. Draconna was trying to be brave but this was the first time her Uncle wasn’t there with her and her little lip was trembling.

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Size refs

((First line up from left to right: Draconna at the 10ft she likes to be at. When around humans she’ll shrink to a little over 6 ft. Then the resident Werewolf Mom; Candice Grimwalker at 5ft 6in. Threw @reddiadem ‘s Infernum in there cause he a big boy and I wanted to see what it looked like with Keeva at her 5ft 5 in standing next to him. Her Owl Form is MUCH bigger. And last is Jazz the Fruitbat Vampire in her human-ish form at 5ft 11in. ))

((Then here we have the last three so far. Added @deathmanifested ‘s Florence cause DANG he a big boi! Then Draconna in her full humanoid Height of 12ft 11 in. And lastly Jazz in her Bat/humanoid form at 10ft 11in. ))

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Update

(Changes and added a few more things to the Rules page. Please take a look at them again. I’ve moved things about and added a new page that’s supposed to be for a summary on the World of Monstera City, Kinrothe(Caoimhe’s Kingdom), The Sanctuary (Draconna’s Home) etc. Next to come will be art and possibly an Icon change. Bear with me as we get things fully sorted! )