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Rainbeaux has a minion!
Hue the Lucky Sable
Hue the Lucky Sable
Rainbeaux
Legacy Name: Rainbeaux
The Spectrum Kumos
Owner:
Age: 16 years, 4 months, 5 days
Born: November 24th, 2007
Adopted: 16 years, 4 months, 5 days ago (Legacy)
Adopted: November 24th, 2007 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 179
- Strength: 533
- Defense: 450
- Speed: 386
- Health: 480
- HP: 480/480
- Intelligence: 731
- Books Read: 723
- Food Eaten: 34
- Job: Couture Designer
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the most archetypal place
with a vibrance
never seen before.
I will bring others
from their stillness,
into this dance,
and we will forget the gray.
Pirates & Princes
Ahhh, what a beautiful day it was! Rainbeaux stepped out of the ornate carriage, placing a white paw proudly onto the perfect cobbles. He flashed a robust smile at the commoners and wagged his tail slowly as royalty is taught to do.
"Over here dear." His mother shot him a glance and moved to the left. She leaned in, "that tail wag was a bit fast dear, and try smiling a bit less."
"Long live the queen!" She pursed her lips at the unanimous roar and padded elegantly onto the red carpet.
"Pick up that sword boy", his father nudged the rapier at his hip upon exiting the carriage. "Sheath four inches from the ground. Always always. Oh, here we go "
"Ha ha!" He shouted in reprisal to the crowd's kingly cheer. Rainbeaux's ear twitched at his father's volume.
"Your posture really is terrible. You stand like the filth that cleans our chamber pots." His sister shot him a snooty sneer. Her dress snagged slightly on the carriage step and she stumbled forward.
"Should I learn how to walk like you Grisella?" Rainbeaux laughed at her anger and trotted down the carpet.
Pleasantries were exchanged between the royal families and wine was poured as they perched atop the platform in the square. The commoners were served cheap ale from nice barrels.
Rainbeaux's father tapped his goblet and raised it high, "My good peop--"
"Ha-harr, ahoy mateys!" A black dragon swung into the square on a rope. He reached the end and leapt into the crowd. Rapscallions of all shapes and sizes followed shortly behind.
Rainbeaux barred his teeth, "What's the point of using a rope?" He cut the fibers with a single strike of his sword. "Stupid dragon!" He bellowed loudly and charged across the royal table.
"Six years Bo-Bo, I thought we'd've been friends by now, eh? You know how much I value the craft of showmanship!" The black dragon pulled a curved rapier into view, parrying Rainbeaux's attack.
"Rahhhh!! You're nothing but a showy thief, and you knowthat isn't my name!" He leapt forward, colliding with a table instead of his opponent.
"Yarrr, silly boy. Still haven't learned t'use that sword, eh? Just remember not to hold it by the pointy end." His boot landed squarely on Rainbeaux's rear.
"Well, this was fun." Kingsmen poured into the square and his crew leapt over the walls with treasure in tow. "Off we go little lad, be good fer yer mum and da."
Rainbeaux righted himself just in time to catch a wink from the dragon captain who was already well out of his reach.
"Dammit!" He threw his sword onto the cobbles.
CHAPTER 2
"Gather 'round my good people!" The King beckoned to his subjects, "take home your spirits and meal and keep watch for anything suspicious."
With that the crowd dispersed, content with their cheap ale and table scraps.
"A moment, boy."
Beaux walked slowly over to his father who pinned him roughly against the nearest cottage. His eyes wandered to the narrow opening between two guards and he caught a glimpse of his sister. Ugh, that smirk...
"Are you listening to me?" Rainbeaux winced at his father's volume. "I told you to take care of that damned dragon yet here he is, invading our square! Believe you me I hate spending any amount of time with those ratty peasants, but they need to see their King every so often to remind them of their loyalties."
The King let out an annoyed sigh, "now we have to go out out in that filthy square AGAIN this year. You're on squire duty for a month."
"But father, it's not my fau--"
The King bellowed directly into Beaux's ear, "I SAID SQUIRE DUTY FOR A MONTH!" His lips began to snarl, "question me again and make it three."
Beaux slumped against the rounded stones of the cottage. His ears rang and he swore the guards could hear his heart pounding in his chest.
He looked to the left after the guards were gone. A father sat on a barrel tossing rocks between his two boys. It seemed the first boy not to catch the rock tossed to him lost the game, Rainbeaux wasn't entirely sure. Their mother emerged with a tray of biscuits.
His eyes drifted back to the dirty cobbles beneath his feet and he scraped at the grime with his paw. Their laughter echoed into his ears and he turned away angrily.
"Shut up Grisella," he spoke in passing with no intention of looking her way. He could feel her sitting smuggly on the red carpet, looking disdainfully down her nose. Grisella would sacrifice anyone and anything to keep her dainty little paws from getting dirty. Prissy little twit
His rapier slid to the side, hitting the ground with a very loud thwack. He readjusted awkwardly to the tune of a nasty snicker. God she was relentless. He shoved his head further down and walked as briskly as he could.
CHAPTER 3
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Credits
Profile code by the amazing Paula
Layout and story by
Nametag on cover by Shakespeare
Pet overlay by Rathoren
Main background image from google
Credit head button by Leo
Pet Treasure
Rainbow Octombre Cake
Silver Privateer Domino
Black Privateer Domino
Silver Privateer Domino
Red Privateer Domino
Dreams of a Spectrum Telenine
Navy Privateer Domino
Brown Privateer Domino
Green Ten-sided Dice
Carnival Dice Sticker
Emerald Twenty-sided Die
Random Dice
Death Dice
Gold Twenty-sided Die
Yellow Dangle Dice
Black Ten-sided Dice
Dark Matter Dice
Onyx Twenty-sided Die
Explosive Dark Matter Die
Ivory Ten-sided Dice
Rigged 7s Dice
Lucky Die
Pink Ten-sided Dice
Love Dice
Ruby Twenty-sided Die
Blue Ten-sided Dice
Blue Topaz Twenty-sided Die
Dice Plushie