Fusillade. Infamous cheater, briber, all around jerk. This FlameWing has a knack of trying to get whatever he wants whenever he wants, even by breaking the law, and he usually succeeds. Even though he might not have done something as bad as stealing royal jewels (yet), he’s constantly tempted of doing so. This FlameWing isn’t normal and knows it. Fusillade is EnigmaTheHybrid’s OC for the contest. Please don’t use him or he’ll hack your bank account. :P But seriously. Stealing is uncool.
|"Hey. Don’t judge how I look. Even if I hatched weird I look ten times better than you. Nonono, to the moons and back times one hundred."|
Fusillade barely looks like a normal FlameWing. His build is lanky and has uneven muscular limbs, more so in his shoulders and legs. With a long skinny neck and a vertically thick tail, thin front legs, and bulky back legs, as well as a gaunt torso. His muzzle is bony and long, almost unhealthy narrow, and his horns and spines are very long, as well as his claws, however, they have such a curve that it is hard to notice. The webbing between each spine, possibly because of the length from the rest of his strange appearance, only reaches up about half way, however, still long. His height does not at all go with his skeletal shape, being barely tall at all. His height is not dragonet short nor impressively towering, but a bit of a tallish middle ground.
The FlameWing is very strangely colored. His scales are a bleached red-orange color, seeming almost like a SandWing coloring, and an even more bleached underbelly color. Each scale looks like it was sloppily shoved on him. They all are incredibly dry, and have zero shine about them, unnaturally matte. His webbing is a more yellow color, and also matte. The webbing is very smooth, however, and very flexible, similar to thin rubber, as well as his wings. His horns and spines are an ashy color. When he was still in his egg, it’s shell had lighter ash colored speckles, so his muzzle is spotted with scales that appear like ash flakes, as well as his ankles, areas along his tail and torso, and around his membranes towards his spines and wing fingers. Fusillade’s eyes are a hazel-yellowish color.
The clothing that Fusillade usually wears is a neat shirt underneath a large thick jacket or another less nice looking shirt. He also wears jeans or dress pants the most. After all, he tries not to make himself more noticeable than he already is. The FlameWing always has a large messenger bag around his shoulder, hiding his laptop for hacking, a wallet filled with money he may have or have not earned himself, and anything else he decides to bring with him. He walks around with his head typically down, trying to go by unnoticed. He usually has his spines pressed down so it appears more like a bridge of scales, instead of a malformed webbing.
|"If you had everything you wanted but it just wasn’t enough, you’d be cringy too."|
Fusillade is a greedy and a rather immature dragon. Ever since he was young, he had an awful want for anything that came into his view. Having a rather poor family didn’t help. Living in Moonfleck, he always had to have enough money to keep his fiery self-content. If he didn’t get exactly what he wanted, he would throw a bit of a fit, even though he knew that the IceWings he lived with attempted to take care of him.
Fusillade trusts no one, with very few exceptions. He knows, since a young age, that even the dragons close to him can give someone up for their own consent. The FlameWing only really relies on the IceWings he grew up with. With very few exceptions, Fusillade won’t put any stock on anyone else. He only interacts kindly to others if he gets something out of it.
When no one else is around, Fusillade has a tendency to check all of his money to make sure he himself wasn’t robbed. He’ll also rearrange his furniture as a daily routine avoid anyone coming in and assuming they know their way around. He’s constantly on edge, being fully aware of what’s going on around him. Because of all this, he interacts rudely to other dragons, and he comes off as cold and often angry. To be honest, at night, he is rather timid and a bit of a wimp if he has to move around during night hours. At all expenses, he tries to be in his home at night, just to be completely safe.
|"I might not be as impressive as your average FlameWing, but look at who has all the green in his pocket?"|
As much as a FlameWing that Fusillade is, hatching and growing up north did him no good. Even though he is a FlameWing, Fusillade’s fire is barely effective. The fire doesn’t really burn a dragon unless he was to sit there breathing on them. The main purpose of his fire is to illuminate a dark area if need be. If not, he just can’t fight with fire.
However, like a normal FlameWing, Fusillade has the ability to set himself on fire. This fire, like his breath, isn’t hot enough to injure anyone but himself. Personally, it’s a different story. Fusillade’s scales aren’t fireproof, another defect from living in Moonfleck, and when he sets himself on fire, it hurts him much more than it would hurt a dragon that was touching him.
Fusillade’s ability to get by without spending money surpasses many dragons, almost as if he were a son of Azamuku. The FlameWing is very intelligent about figuring out problems and easily figuring out how to keep up his grand scheme of things. Making fun out of what he has in order to continue in the crazy game called life.
|"Are you my mom? I’m not going to spill out my life story to some dumb stranger."|
When Fusillade’s birth parents, proud inhabitants of Agranon, knew about a little dragonet coming, they didn’t want to deal with a distraction from their fantastic and rich life. They handed their egg off onto an IceWing family that his mother knew from Moonfleck. But suddenly, at one point before he hatched, they lost nearly all the money on their bank account, bringing them to be horribly poor. They lost their home and had to move into a badly built apartment building. In the poorly insulated building, Fusillade’s egg developed him incorrectly, resulting in his lack of fireproof scales and fire that couldn’t even boil water and strange appearance.
Growing up with his IceWing “family,” he was never comfortable in Moonfleck, being completely out of his element. The IceWings were completely fine but constantly had to put away money for the comfort of their “responsibility”. No matter how much money they used, and meals they skipped, Fusillade didn’t have what he needed to be completely happy. In secret, he’d pickpockets in order to help out, but just started to be scolded. Instead, he took a different approach, and cheated the systems and hacked online shops to get his own coats. At one point, the police even got involved, only to be helped out by his adopted parents once again.
After years of a constant wonder how to stay in their apartment, Fusillade’s birth parents finally “remembered” about the egg they left behind. When they came to check on him, the realized about the IceWings’ poor condition, and offered to take their son back, who was basically old enough to take care of himself. He openly decided to go with them (after paying for a better home for his only real family). He went to Agranon, only for his parents to die of some strange illness very soon afterward. Fusillade inherited their fortune and went on to increase and never lose a cent of money.
Fusillade barely knew his true parents before they died, but he also never had as much money in his talons either. But the moment he legally knew he had every dollar his parents hadn’t spent, he took advantage of it and let it go to his head. Each time he saw something he wanted in a store window, the first thing he would think would be “how can I get that without giving them a dollar?” Because of his fortune, he’s never had a job in his life, but Fusillade knew enough to be able to smoothly talk every dragon into giving him what he wanted for free. A fake stain, a defective appliance, or a broken system. All things he would “happily take off the store’s talons” without telling anyone else. Fusillade constantly moves around, not settling too long in one of his bases of comfort.
Another thing he could be known for would be his incredible persuasive act of bribing dragons in order to get other things. A contest, bribing others so he’d win, or hacking the system. He only found it fair to make himself happy. A poor dragon turned rich, to give money away so he could enjoy himself in life.
|"Who’s asking and why do they need to know? I appreciate my privacy."|
- A fusillade is basically a barrage of shots or fires taken
- Fusillade is what I think would happen if a FlameWing egg hatched up north
- All of his IceWing "siblings" were older than him and acted like his older and supportive siblings
- When Fusillade was hatching, the IceWings were unsure if the FlameWing would survive or not.
|"How much would you presume that piece of art’s worth?"|