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Sting Dragneel

"Fire is not something easily controlled."

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a character in “The Backstreets”, as played by Masquerade (Skye)

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❝I am fire and brimstone and blood.❞
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Sting Dragneel

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Natsu Dragneel || Fairy Tail



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❝Take care of your friends, because they are the most precious thing in the world.❞
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5'9

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120 Ibs, another lightweight, but again, dragon slayers are light boned.

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A pink the color of blossoming cherry blossoms.

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Gold, a beautiful rendition of an element dragons are very attracted to.

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He has his guild mark on his left shoulder as well as a few scars here and there.


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For someone who eats so much, Sting sure is in great shape. He maintains activity either through going on jobs, or training to get stronger. Moving, doing, he can hardly sit still at times. Sting is the kind that will defend his family mercilessly, which unfortunately, led to the death of the last human who watched over him. Since then, he is different, changed. He hides the scars with a scarf that he wraps around his neck, her scarf. Sometimes the pain is too much to bare and Sting can be found elsewhere, hiding from the world. When he is with others though, most will notice his confidence. It is striking, his posture always tall, his expression nearly always having a smile unless he is in a serious battle.

As far as clothing goes, Sting wears what is comfortable. His body temperature is very high, so he is always admitting heat, therefore he never needs to worry about winter clothes because he is never cold. Normally, Sting wears an open vest with no shirt and a pair of pants and sandals. If he is traveling, he'll bring a a shirt with one long sleeve and one short. Unfortunately, when he fights, he does not know how to hold back and quite often, his and others clothing gets destroyed. Sting's hair is a cherry blossom pink, the color of fresh spring flowers, and is cut in short, tufts. His eyes are a thoughtful rich gold that seem to draw others in, they are warm and inviting and he almost always has a smile that means he is up to no good on his lips.

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β™™"And I hope that everyone else can become aware of that tiny little happiness they've got in their hearts too."β™™
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β₯ Battling || Sting wants to prove that he is the strongest and so he is always challenging the higher ups in the guild, but he doesn't fight seriously because he doesn't want to hurt them.
β₯ Food || A trait most dragon slayers share, Sting seems to inhale food.
β₯ Fire || Most dragon slayers eat their element. Unfortunately, they cannot eat their own magic, but Sting still enjoys the taste of fire.
β₯ Training || Sting plans on becoming the strongest and in order to do that, he has to stay in pique physical condition.





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❝You can't love someone until you love yourself.❞
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⌦ Stuffy Noses || As a dragon slayer, his nose is very powerful, therefore he relies on it a lot. Something as simple as a cold makes him feel blind.
⌦ Death || He has a strict no kill code. There is already enough death in the world, he does not need to contribute to it.
⌦ Transportation || Sting is no exception to the 'no transportation' thing. He cannot stomach cars, trains, etc.





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Control || Sting tries to exercise very strict control, there's a certain reason for this, although he won't speak about it.
Scarf || He can always be seen wearing his scarf, even at the beach.
Clueless || It's a bit funny when you realize that Sting is completely clueless about most topics.


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⌦ Transportation || This seems to be his only real weakness, Sting cannot stomach moving objects.
⌦ Passionate || Almost overly so, Sting will go all out if it means protecting those he holds dear.
⌦ Friends || Sting would do anything for them.
⌦ Easily Enraged || His wrath is not something you want inflicted upon you.


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β₯ Determination || Sting has never lost a battle because he doesn't want to. He pushes himself past capacity, drains himself of magic, and quite often proves to be one of the most powerful wizards to have ever been born.
β₯ Fire || Consuming fire significantly increases his abilities.
β₯ Support || Having his friends close by makes him feel better. He's very protective of them.
β₯ Warm || Like his body temperature, Sting is very open and inviting. He loves to meet and talk with new people.


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Never Finding Igneel || Igneel raised him, he is Sting's father, and so Sting fears never seeing him again.
Killing His Partner || He killed his first one, he's going to make sure to keep this one safe.
Losing Himself || The more powerful he gets, the harder he is to control.

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β™™ "I loved you so much, I forgot what hating myself felt like."β™™
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.




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❝The tiger remembering its ties with its friends will sharpen its claws and bite the demons.❞
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The Capitol City, Magnus

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Like most dragon slayers, Sting was found by a dragon. He doesn't know how or when it happened, all he remembers is Igneel. Teaching him to read and write, how to use dragon slaying magic, showing him the important things in life. When Igneel disappeared, it was the worst day of Sting's life. He lost a parent, a teacher, a friend. Sting had no idea what to do, so he began searching and eventually, this turned into a rampage. He went left and right, destroying everything in sight. Sting was grief stricken and angry and it took several soldiers from the magical council to subdue him. For a while he lived in their jail as they debated on what to do with him, they had no idea that he would turn out to be one of the strongest wizards and dragon slayers of their time. In truth, Sting was a demon created by a black wizard. The dragon Igneel was supposed to destroy him, but something happened and he ended up raising Sting instead.

Sting has no soul in his body, it is sealed away inside of a book somewhere in the Black mage's library. No one knows this though, not even Sting himself, and if it were ever discovered, he would most likely end up in the custody of the magical council. Somehow, the guild master of Steal Fairy found out about him and wanting another dragon slayer for his guild, he ended up taking Sting into his custody. A human was assigned to him to watch over him and they got along brilliantly. In fact, Sting began to fall in love with her. They went on jobs together, saved the world together, went through the grand magic games together. It was while fighting a dark guild that Sting lost her. He killed her with his own hands. It was an accident of course, but that's no excuse for what he had done.

Sting was fighting their leader, the strongest dark wizard on their continent. When the fight was over, he had morphed into a half dragon and began to lose control of himself. In a desperate move to save him and their comrades, she threw herself at him. It was only after he killed her that he realized what he had done. No one gave Sting grief over the accident, as he already beat himself up enough over it. He locked himself in his little house in the woods, not even letting his exceed in. The love of his life, gone in an instant. He didn't go to her funeral, he didn't want to face her parents. Instead, he took to visiting the grave at night. When Sting finally returned to the guild, a new human was assigned to him, but he was changed, a bit more hesitant to fight, he began looking to learn self control instead, needing to be able to control himself should something like that ever happen again.

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So begins...

Sting Dragneel's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Cress Regulas Character Portrait: Ronan Solstice Character Portrait: Echo Visalius Character Portrait: Anastasia Character Portrait: Sting Dragneel Character Portrait: Julian
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Echo sat beside Lucian, looking at the paper. An abandoned mine, possibly haunted. The thought brought a smile to her lips and instantly she was intrigued. It seemed that her partner knew her all too well. As the waitress brought breakfast over, Echo ate while reading the details. The reward was big enough and they had worked with this customer before, he had a good reputation among Steel Fairy. "Alright, I like the sound of it. You're not too scared though, are you?" Echo teased, making a face of mock concern. Echo knew Lucian could handle himself full well, he was one of the bravest and sometimes craziest human wizards Echo knew and she often found his presence quite enjoyable, which Echo could not say for many. Most of the time, other human wizards bothered her.

"Something seems fishy though," Echo said narrowing her eyes and placing the paper between them. "Didn't we get a job from this same man for something similar last week?" Still, the reward was good and Echo was a bit late paying on her dorm rent since she had blown off her half of the reward on new clothing due to the fact that her wardrobe had been a bit torn up on their last job.


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"You could have come to sleep beside me," Sting wrapped one arm around Penelope so that she could bask in the warmth that naturally flooded from his body. He smiled at her, giving her his signature goofy grin as he rubbed his other arm against hers in order to warm her up. Happy sat guard over the fish, practically drooling despite the fact that the cat only ate fish raw. "Breakfast is almost ready," Sting declared and unraveled himself from around Penelope, going over to the fire and turning the sticks over so that the fish cooked evenly on both sides. Sting seemed to be an expert on capturing and eating whatever he could get his hands on. Desert lizards, musk dogs, nothing edible could escape him when he was hungry. Sometimes though, Sting would trade in the roughing it style and bend to Penelope's whims of a normal meal inside of a restaurant. "As soon as we're done with this job I'm gonna buy myself a new sleeping sack." He rubbed his hands together in anticipation. The wind from the mountains howled at them, the snow dusted caps nearly blinding in the early morning light.

"What are you gonna get with your reward money?" Sting asked Penelope. He was always curious as to what others did with their money. Some lived in apartments and had to pay rent, others used it to buy gifts for loved ones or pay for food for the coming month. Sting lived in a house by himself a bit outside of town, so he had no real bills to pay aside from the tab he built up in the Steel Fairy kitchen and sometimes that could be quite a bill.

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The door seemed to open by itself. Suddenly he was inside, in Ana's bed beside her as she wrapped herself around him. color=#5959AB]"Are you alright?"[/color] Ronan asked, alarmed by her sudden actions. She could be so shy sometimes and yet at others, completely wild and unpredictable. "Did the nightmares keep you up again?" Ronan asked quietly as he brushed a strand of brown hair out of Ana's eyes. Even just waking up she looked stunning, her lips a bright red and her eyes wide and inquisitive. Ronan diverted his eyes for a second when he realized that he could see down her sleeping shirt. "I u-um, picked a job." Ronan reached into his pocket and pulled out the paper. He had already told the Master that they were going to take it and had gotten the okay to head on out as soon as Anastasia was ready.

"What do you think?" Ronan asked as he handed it over to her. A job describing trouble with a group of bandits who had cut off the water supply and were attempting to make the town pay unfair fees to use it. There was nothing that Ronan hated more than scumbags who tried to use others for their personal gain.


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"If you don't think I'm a Princess, then you're right. I'm 100% the queen. "


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The head Nurse arrived moments later, shooing Julian out and telling him to bring in the Master. Juvia, the head doctor of Steel Fairy, specialized in healing and rejuvenation spells. People traveled from all over the world to beg Juvia to heal them, although she would only help those in the Steel Fairy guild. Unfortunately, Juvia claimed that she hated humans and so whenever one showed up that wasn't in real need of aid, she would shoo them away. Juvia took one look at the girl in the bed and frowned, knowing she had her work cut out for her. She began to work around the girl, only looking up when Julian returned with the Master. "I'm going to speak with the Master in private, if she wakes up, come get us." Juvia gave them one more sidelong glance before leaving, hoping this was a good idea. Julian had a reputation of using woman and she was slightly nervous to leave him alone with a sleeping girl.

Cress awoke slowly. Her torn clothing had been replaced by bandages covering nearly every surface of her skin. When Cress realized that they were gone she panicked, throwing the blanket off and giving no regard for nudity. She ripped the wires away, stumbling out of bed and to the place she spotted her clothing. Cress dug through them, pulling her key holder out and sighing in relief before collapsing to the floor once more, her keys clutched against her chest. This time she hadn't passed out, her legs had merely registered how much pain there truly was in her body and had refused to hold her up. Suddenly Cress realized she wasn't alone. Slowly half of her body turned to face the dark haired boy in the chair on the other side of the bed she had been laying in. Quickly Cress ripped the sheet off of the bed and wrapped it around her body. "Where am I?" Cress asked, her voice awfully calm and even despite the nerves she felt. "Who are you?" Her heart suddenly thumped in her chest painfully and a blush spread across her cheeks. Cress looked away, hiding her face behind a curtain of white hair. Half of her hair was white, the other side black. Cress was a holder of two sets of DNA, also known as chimerism.