Violent Chemistry is a true cynical, he hardly sees light in anything, unlike Lune who has a very fucked up sense of humor. Violent is the result of a lab genetically messing with a dragons egg before it hatched. He is different in many ways, in some ways he can't even be called a male. Designed to live in caves with the glowing mushrooms and other odd glowing objects, he in no way would like to associate himself with a raver. If anything, so many so close to him would drive him into a fit of rage. Self-control and Impulses are his major vices.

This dragon was short, making it too 5'2". The black fur, not scales, was plush and strong. Strangely fireproof as well. The markings over the fur resembled tiger stripes of neon green. Covering over his entire body, except for stomach and neck leading to lower jaw. Shocking pure white fur marred those areas, softer then the fur on the other parts of the body. Long tail tapered, no spade at the end. The only specialty seemed to be the neon green set of spikes like a Mohawk coming up from the line in his hair, which was a mix of green and black. Grin would reveal his teeth curved inwards, once he bit it was hard to fully remove himself from the victim. Green eyes always had dilated pupils though normally hidden by hair. Eyebrow ridges home to the florescent spikes.