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Uma

Unidentified Mysterious Animal

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a character in “That's Not an Omelette”, as played by MilkAgency

Description




Room B, 404

Uma




Identity

ImageNickname
Ancalagon Mark 2

Gender
Male

Human
Ned Ramsey. Ned is a middle aged man with little to no background, he is a working private investigator and is a single father. He is a workaholic because he had lots of financial problems as a child and does not wish for that to repeat to his offspring. Ned is a To Uma, Ned is a father as well as a target of admiration.Image Although Ned doesn't exactly spend a lot of time with him, he understands this because he is an adult and he needs to work to take care of him as well as Uma's elder sister, Serena.

Physical Description of Dragon Form
Uma is a black scaled dragon with glowing, ominous purple eyes. He has bat like wings, with retractable thorns all over his body (thankfully). Uma also seems to have black claws growing on his feet. Uma's dragon race is known to leave it's offspring on it's own to survive once it hatches. Therefore it seems to have an intimidation state the moment it hatches in order to increase the chances of surviving. In it's intimidation state, it's flesh looks like it has rotted with it's spikes all extended to it's maximum length and size, as well as glow with purple light as if it looks toxic to be near. Although it may look threatening, it's not actually any more dangerous then it looked before it's intimidation state. Since it's black, it also blends in well in dark areas, such as the swamp, which just happens to be it's natural habitat.

Physical Description of Child Form
Uma's human form is quite androgynous, so is mistaken to be a female toddler by others often. In his human form, he has long black hair and purple eyes, which he conceals with contacts and is green in public. Because Uma doesn't look anything like Ned and Serena, it usually brings misunderstandings, such as alarmed police who thinks Ned is a kidnapper or Ned has remarried not long after Jennifer has passed away. Uma's only flaw in his human form there are small patches of black scales on it's chest. That's why Uma is forbidden from taking off his shirt in public as well as banned in swimming pools or beaches.




Personality

Nature
ImageUma is very shy and is afraid of strangers due to it's instincts as a newborn. Although Uma is extremely shy, he longs for more interactions with others. He is very curious about it's world, and because of his limited access to the public, Uma learns most of the world's mechanics and knowledge through Ned's collection of textbooks and novels that he accumulated over his years of trying to get into a good college. Uma is unusually and extremely attached to Ned because usually Uma's race of dragons abandon it's hatchling the moment it comes out of it's egg, yet Ned have not. For him, this is interpreted as Ned's extreme love for it's offspring. Therefore he is very obedient to Ned's requests and demands.

Likes
  • Ned
  • Serena
  • Charred meat
  • Learning
  • Swimming


Dislikes
  • Waking up early
  • Brown jackets
  • Competition


Fears
  • Ned's abandonment
  • Change in environment
  • Being bullied/dominated by other dragons





Lineage

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Heritage

It is unclear of what exactly Uma is. The legend of Cuélebre seems to fit the bill, although not entirely accurate in terms of physical appearance between a Cuélebre and Uma. Uma's natural habitat is that of a swamp, so Uma enjoys damp weather. It is clear that Uma is a poison dragon that spews venomous substance out of it's mouth, the venom can be controlled but the toxicity of the venom in his body seems to develop for the worse as it grows older. For now, Uma's most venomous poison slightly numbs a man once he or she inhales the toxic breath for 10 minutes.

There were many attempts to tame a Cuélebre in the ancient era to harvest it's never ending supply of paralyzing toxin for medical use as well as make use of it's vicious combat prowess when under attack. However only a few succeeded and those who have been successful have always gone incognito from the world.

In the ancient times, a black variant of the Cuélebre was one of the most vicious type of dragon in history, luckily only handful of them make it to maturity and only becomes as powerful as in the legends once it reaches a certain age and does not attack humans unless attacked. A Cuélebre is capable of flight, but it likes to stay on ground as it likes to conserve it's strength in case it needs to fight. It's venom at it's full potential could corrode another dragon from the inside in the span of thirty minutes once it receives full force of the breath. The only weakness of the dragon's combat style is that once it is forced to fight in close quarters, it is at a disadvantage, since a Cuélebre is not used to fighting up close and personal. The only way to cure it's venom is to consume a Cuélebre's liver before the poison corrodes you, but that proved to be difficult since a Cuélebre will defend itself as long as it needs to and is not to be looked down upon when it draws it's claws and spiked tail. A Cuélebre's hunting style is very luxurious, it only needed to spew it's venomous gas around it's prey while in hiding and wait for it's prey to fall. However, all of these legends only apply to Uma if he makes it to his full mature state.


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Relationship (INCOMPLETE)

Ned Ramsey
A fatherly figure and a target of admiration.

Kyung min LeeImage


Hector O'Callaghan


Marilla Sanders


Uriel Evans


Alexander Ramos


Roisin Ramos


NoodlesImage


Behemoth


Lucifer


Sentenia


Serena
Uma's elder sister, although of a different race, Serena loves Uma and Uma loves her back.


So begins...

Uma's Story

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Character Portrait: Marilla Sanders Character Portrait: Uma Character Portrait: Sentenia Character Portrait: Hector O'Callaghan Character Portrait: Verity Character Portrait: Roisin Ramos
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"No way you are real."

That's what Alex had said exactly two seconds after he saw six little beaks peck their way out of what appeared to be dragon eggs. That's what he thought as the turquoise little creature stared at him, white eyes begging to be loved or perhaps fed. He honestly wasn't sure but the noises seemed rather whiny.

However, let's dial back an hour or two because the origin of a story is just as important as its end.

Uriel, Alexander's psuedo-sibling invited him and Roisin Raisin to a block (floor?) party which really only consisted of four rooms as the complex itself was rather small. At the time he was supposed to go to pick-up basketball with his friends but Uriel being the mother she was, he couldn't disappoint her and decided that he ought to at least say "hi" even though he didn't know the others very well. Most were well above his age range and probably not athletic in any aspect. Still, he went and the first hour was tolerable.

They had chips, drinks, movies, and just about everything a generic party needed but one of them wanted eggs. He hadn't actually remembered who but he swears up and down it wasn't him. Well in the interest of saving cartons, someone pointed out that the half-carton of eggs would be more cost effective and it would have been if not for the fact that there were "mother fucking dragons!" inside. Really, the omelets sounded amazing and all but here they were with theses odd creatures.

"Scree?" the one presumably known as his dragon squeaked.

Ah yes right he couldn't retreat to his phone where things made sense.

"Okay well does anyone know how to take care of these things?"

The turquoise creature didn't so much crawl as slither away from the carton and towards him.

"Scree!"

"Anyone?"

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"How the fuck do you mix up dragon eggs with chicken eggs? Seriously, somebody tell me how the hell that happened. There's got to be some difference between them and normal chicken eggs; I'm sure of it."

Marilla stared at the tiny little dragons, shocked. Dragons couldn't be real, though, obviously they were. They were real an tiny and crawling on her friend's kitchen floor because someone had tried to make omelettes out of them. In their defense, they'd thought they were chicken eggs, but still. This was awesome though. Seriously awesome. They were tiny adorable dragons. And- wait a moment. Fuck omelettes. They could have real live dragons. They could actually raise these little guys and take care of them and it'd be awesome.

"Wait! I think we've got one chicken," She pointed out, looking down at the tiny thing that had begun crawling over to her. "It's blue though..."

She reached down, lifting it up and holding in her hands gently, like one would with a cat or dog. She held it eye level, studying the little creature, but perhaps that wasn't the best decision as it decided to nip her hand gently. It wasn't painful as it seemed like the thing didn't have any teeth yet, but it was startling.

"False alarm. It's just a very feathered dragon. It's so cute! And tiny. Man, these dragons really are small. Anyone here know anything about real dragons? My knowledge is limited to fantasy novels and I don't think that's very helpful because I didn't even have a clue that these guys could have feathers."

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"Well, that's not an omelette."

That incredibly eloquent and intelligent sentence had come out of Roi's mouth only a few hours prior. She was still thinking that she probably could have said something slightly more intelligent, but honestly, she was a bit preoccupied to be thinking about her dumb outburst. She had a little dragon hatchling who was definitely not an omelette, and seemed quite a bit offended to be even considered as one. Roi had tried to hold the cute little white hatchling, but was immediately discouraged when the dragon bit her finger. She wasn't alone- everyone else who tried to pick up or cuddle their dragons met the same fate. Luckily, the hatchling didn't seem to have deadly fangs or anything yet.

After Roi got over her bitten finger and wounded pride and gathered the courage to accept the little white dragon who seemed to be following her around like a bird to its mother, she looked around at her friends.

After her dragon's egg had been cracked and nearly fried, the other hatchlings started to break their shells open. A little blue feathered dragon started crawling over to Rilla, and Roi smiled when she mistook the dragon for a chicken. Taking a good look at her white dragon, who was standing on its hind legs like a meerkat, Roi tried to figure out whether her hatchling was a boy or a girl.

Unsure of how to proceed, Roi just tried to remember what she knew about dragons from all of the fantasy she'd ever read, all the art she'd ever seen, and all the myths she'd heard- but none of them mentioned how to raise a dragon. What did they eat? How did they interact with others? There was so much she didn't know, but Roi at least knew she had to make the best of it.

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Ned was not paying attention to the commotion and was focusing on planning which elementary school Serena should go to. He didn't feel he fitted in with the crowd as he was much older then all of them. He felt more like a chaperone then a participant of this omelette party.

That's when he felt a scaly touch on his leg, it startled him and he saw it, a black lizard. It must be a lizard with wings. What else can it be? He then noticed that there were several of these critters around the room, that's when he heard Marilla say "How the fuck do you mix up dragon eggs with chicken eggs?".

These were...dragons...? That would explain the wings.

Ned steeled himself to pull on the wings to see if they are fake. If they are fake, they are not dragons, if they are real...he just found a member of a legendary species.
Ned tugged hard on the black lizard's wings, the thing bit him as if it was angry. The wings were real. They were dragons that he heard in story books.

That also means he can't just put them it in the wild. He has to deal with it somehow.
Ned was devastated that this fiasco had happened on the year that he has to work out the financial issues for Serena's admittance to elementary school.

"Fuckin' shit...why me...?'

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Roi was in shock- but a good kind of shock. She was in disbelief that all her far-fetched, insane dreams had just hatched before her eyes. Literally.

"Uh. Food. They probably need to be fed. Dragons eat... sheep? Roisin, do you know any myths about baby dragons?" She'd heard Uriel throw out the question, and racked her brain. "Well, they seem to be following us around like little ducklings or some crap like that. Little scaly ducklings..." The white hatchling was sitting on the coffee table, and she tugged it away when it began sharpening its claws on the wood.

"Meat is probably a good plan, yeah... I'll check my sources as soon as we get this sorted out. I feel like somewhere it said that some hatchlings eat the eggs they were in for extra minerals and stuff, so better not-" Before finishing her sentence, Roi yelped. The little scaly duckling had tried to sharpen its claws on her legs. "You stop that, little one." The dragon looked at Roisin in disdain and scratched its talons down her legs one more time before leaping onto the couch and standing on her hind legs like a guard.

Getting up and walking over to the door, she shut it firmly and locked it. Knowing how aggressive her little hatchling had been to the table, Roi hoped that the wooden door could withstand the little dragon. Walking back over to the couch, she was startled by the trash compactor making weird crunches. She heard Rilla talking about animals eating their eggs, and knew she'd pointed that out earlier. "Well, there goes any hope of having them munch on eggshells. Door is locked and secure." Shaking her head and reclaiming her spot on the couch, she looked at the creamy dragon standing guard.

She looked at the little white dragon that had emerged from the first egg. "So you started this mess, little one..." She was staring into the proud hatchling's violet eyes when she was jerked back by the naming ceremonies. "So, it's been a good long while already. Who's ready to play the naming game? Roi? Alex? Ned?" She heard Terry say, and immediately looked back to the miffed white hatchling. "Well, aren't you just a little ball of sunshine." The dragon glared at her, and then jumped into her lap, curled up, and began purring much like a cat. Roi was surprised and nearly jumped back, but smiled softly when the purrs turned to snores.

Listening to the murmurs of name ideas floating around, Roisin tried to come up with a name for her new dragon. She'd decided that the hatchling was female, based on its mannerisms and oddly long eyelashes. It seemed right. Roi had so much experience naming characters and pets that she was trying to come up with an equally awesome name for the awesome mythical creature napping on her. "You're like a little sentinel... What about Sentenia? Does that sound right?" Deciding that Sentenia fit the girl hatchling still sleeping soundly, she watched as her friends and neighbors scrambled for names.

"Uma has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Roi nodded to Ned. Uma reminded her of something she'd watched recently, she couldn't put her finger on it however. She wanted to look it up on her phone, but Sentenia was laying on it, and Roi knew the rules. No waking up pets, ever. She didn't even want to know how cranky baby dragons would be if woken from a nap.

"I dunno man, I want something cool and prophetic, any ideas Roi?" She smiled at Alex's ultimate question, and watched the little hatchling swim around in the dirty bowl filled with water. "Well, I did have a shark once. I doubt your little hatchling would appreciate being named James Pond, though. In my defense, I was seven." She covered quickly before she could be teased. "Your little serpent dragon is pretty cute though. Any idea the gender?" Sentenia yawned and looked up lazily, blinking sleep from her now crystal-blue eyes. "That's a bit odd..." she murmured to herself.

Grabbing her phone before the white dragon settled down again, she looked up sea serpent myths. Checking her blog first to see if she'd posted anything on sea serpents, she sighed. No luck. Searching on the internet, she uncovered a picture guide to different kinds of sea dragons. "Hmm. Alex, I think your dragon is a Bakunawa. Says here that it's a dragon rumored to have swallowed the moon in ancient myth. Not much information here, though." Turning off her phone, she studied the little dragon. "What about Atlantic? Or Pacific? Sea names are pretty cool, like Carribean. If it's a guy, though, you might want to go a little manlier. Like, 'Sea Demon' or whatever."

Roi grinned helpfully and turned to her friends. She noticed Uriel working on food and picked up her white dragon baby. Sentenia yawned and rolled over in her arms. She eyeballed the hatchling's size and looked down at her hoodie pocket. Putting the baby dragon in the big pocket, she stood up carefully and maneuvered her way into the kitchen. "Need any help, Uriel? Milk is probably a good idea, but I'm not sure how well plastic or rubber'll stand against the fangs of these little ones." Roi glanced over at Rilla, who had her lap full with two hatchlings clambering around. Furrowing her brow, she glanced around. Of course. Terry didn't have his dragon, which must mean Rilla had both hers and Terry's. Sighing, she half-listened to Rilla's rant and leaned on the counter.

"Which one's yours, Rilla? The feathered one resembles more of a female, with body shape and all. I'm not so sure about feathered dragons. I'd assume they're all slender, but..." Roi stopped herself from starting a tangent. "Any name would be nice for yours. The other hatchling... Yeah, Terry was right. It kind of does look a bit alien." Watching it stumble around and lash the blue hatchling with a flat tail, Roi examined the thing from a distance. "It kind of looks like it can't see. Do you think it's eyeless? It could be, if it's a deep sea or a cave sort. They don't have much need for sight, since it's so dark..."

Trailing off, Roi smiled as her gaze swept the room. Sure, raising dragons would be a nightmare at times, but she couldn't wait.