I will slay you with a sword if you tell a lie, if you tell the truth i will slay you with a spell. (Bro Points if you get the reference)

Chest rising deep breath,
Eyes averted no one knows,
Whispered an untruth.

It sounds familiar but I'll be intellectually honest and say I don't know without a web search.

Read a the Yellow Book of Riddles I found in Elder Scrolls Skyrim X3 the idea is to not get me to kill ya~

That would only work if Arath had played Skyrim. Oh and by the way it was in Morrowind first.

Ahhhh oh well X3 I found it in skyrim didnt see it in morrowind

Don't you mock my lack of confidence to buy and play games.

I'm not mocking anything

*slurps you on the tail*

Perspective is wrong,
Unnecessarily so,
That's always bugged me.

You've always reminded me of this guy's brother: http://images.wikia.com/lotr/images.....s_Treasure.jpg

Smaug was pretty awesomely drawn by the brothers Hildebrandt there. That was a favorite dragon picture of mine for years and years. Larry Elmore and Boris came on the scene and made some awesome pictures too. But looks more handsome to me. I want to give hugs, whereas Smaug I definitely want to give swords and arrows. Bad evil greedy dragons get sharp bits in their tender spots.

*hugs bear-paws*

*red draggie neck hugs*

Well if the perspective is wrong tell me how i could improve it then xD
and LOL at the link xD

<- That. It's supposed to be a cube but the perspective is off. That's all.

Tie a present too tight with ribbon and it goes off cubic shape.

Indeed it does

haiku are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator

Theft! Worthless cow! I bet you're all like... with...

Ok I can't come up with an insult right now.

http://www.blogcdn.com/www.slashfoo.....1282238110.jpg

http://img2.etsystatic.com/il_fullx......210131758.jpg

I'm a watcher

Envious of art,
Quietly receive nothing,
Other than +fav's

I'm always nervous that my friends will buy/draw me something. Then I'll feel guilty that I'm using them accidentally. Brun gets pushy though and got me some gifts anyway. He's nicer than he should be to me. Hah.

Heh, reasonably accurate. Though I'm actually pretty lazy here, so I don't know anyone who would draw me anything XD

Name like that I'm assuming dragon. A Red, at that. Not seeing a description in your profile though. :(

I haven't put a lot of thought into it, really. I could see myself as a red dragon :B

Especially with their tails. I do like how dexterous they are

Dragon Attack! *pounce hugs*

Cold rough scales approach,
Quick breath, tightening muscles,
Perfectly tackled.

*th-waps your nose* No. Bad dragon. Get off me. Or get me off. Something.

*eeeps and wiggles his nose about* heeeey, no nose thwapping! I like both options, but the latter involves ignoring the former...

.3. rayquaza is awsome

I'll assume that's some kind of pokemon?

Pokemans are silly.

http://images.cheezburger.com/compl.....59ea884b85.jpg

XD oh wow

http://kwejk.pl/obrazek/701285/twoja,dusza?.html

http://www.impactlab.net/wp-content.....sessed-879.jpg

Sup man,
We never met, so let's break the ice.

Break it downnnn~!

Oh, and you will laugh. :D
http://youtu.be/xaVf6sxBSYk

No this is bullshit I will not watch that again I will nooooooot oh hi flaming rawers.

[middle finger]

You're tearing me aparttt!!!!11

lol

Isn't it rich? Aren't we a pair? Me on the ground, and you in mid-air.

Don't understand the,
Ethereal nature of,
Your comment to me.

Don't you love farce? My fault, I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I'd want.
Sorry, my dear.

I don't know what got you into the mood for social drinking. I tend to be a bad influence on people. A natural instigator, encourager.

Anyhow, we both ended up s**t-face drunk last night, you can hardly remember any details. You're hella hungover. But the truth or dare we played I was really thinking I'd win that round.

I dared you to eat me whole.

You're HUGE, bro.

I'm gone. But you remember me telling you I'm immortal, sometime later, I resurrect. New body, so you'll not instantly shrink back down minus one Iksar carcass in your belly. You'll definitely have to digest all this lizard meat now, you overstuffed fat-looking huge-bellied, overstretched dragon!

So, what happens? Does Arath grow fat? Growth spurt? More muscles? Or just have to work off all these extra calories?

And you have any worry or desire to wait around for the "new" Unk to show up and prove he's actually OK?

Interesting...

Well, after such a meal it would be some time before I cared much about anything other than sleeping. But I supposed I'd start wondering where teh new unk was.

I'd have to say there'd be a split in the timeline though because I know one friend that would certainly like to see a fat-ass Arathdragon. Though what's more likily to happen is your undoubtedly preferred option. Thatis, massive muscular growth.

*lifts arm, flexes out a ripple of raw reptilian power through his bicep straining against his tough scales.*

Slowly digesting,
-urp- -gurggle- satisfied,
Wait, where did he go?

I don't show, but your body's response to your mental experimentation seems interesting, almost as if your lizard buddy was a meaty form of wish fulfillment. Flexing and exercise helped build muscle a bit, you saw and felt it. As well, when you knew I liked you fatter and rubbed your gut, pondering yourself growing chubby, your gut softened a bit under your touch.

This has relieved that so-effing-stuffed-to-the-gills-I-can't-move feeling, but maybe not very much of that tiredness. So you have a moment to focus on a dream before the next big wave of fatigue washes over you. Ponder that fat dragon? Growing stronger until your gut flattens again? Or some muscle chub in between compromise? Or, some other more lascivious image…?

What's Arath's hazy mind going to dream about as his meat-drunkenness overtakes him once again?

Since I'm pretty hazy right now just before bed I'm in the perfect mindset for deciding and that is-- Cock TF. Yep. All that lizard meat going toward making me a hyper. Thick massive dick flesh twice as thick as my leg and dragging between my legs a few feet behind me as I walk. Giant balls that almost touch the ground, too.

Yeah, that's how you wake, strong enough to wank that monster, too - which is like double what muscle thickness you had in your arms and legs. It doesn't really hurt to straddle the balls, but just feeling the dragon potency roll around in your sac gives you a strong pulse all the way down that member. So walking is an exercise in getting aroused… and feels damn good.

Soon enough, it's firming up - and up, you're gonna have to hug this scaly meat pole like a telephone repairman, and try to climb up… but no, if anything it's getting thicker and farther from your reach! Veins stand out thick as nylon ropes, pre oozes down like whole bottles of hair conditioner, gelid and goopy… you're straddling something about 18' tall and 5' thick, hard as steel, and whatever level of horny you've ever felt is like a tiny tickle in the bottom of your left nut compared to this level of madness for mating…! If you were macro size and positioned right, you'd be fucking holes in skyscrapers left and right by now.

But you're at the ground floor of titanic junk. Balls swollen fat enough to spread your legs almost 180 degrees. Cockhead plumped and waving about, pre being dashed left and right, scattering for city blocks. You're just a few vigorous jerks away from geysering…! At this juncture, do you edge, climax, or…?

. . . dammit.

(takes it to PMs)

My good.

*middle finger*

Invitation accepted.