Tucked quietly in the corner of a small street, you might notice the coffee shop. It's not too much of a sight to behold, built out of generic polished spruce wood, mahogany chairs on an oak patio. A brick chimney spews a thin white smoke which smells faintly of coffee, reminding one of the sweetness in chocolate.
If you look into the gray windows, you will see a snug scene right out of a movie, dim lights, a small maroon rug, a mantle with a book and carved wooden cat sitting by themselves on the edge. Underneath it, maybe a nice looking couple sharing a cup of coffee.
And if you flick your gaze just upwards just a little, you'll see a dragon, a MudWing, standing at the back. Maybe laughing with a customer, perhaps brow furrowed in concentration, pouring melted chocolate into a plaster mold or icing a large fruit cake.
This is the dragon we call Fondue.
who lives, who dies, who tells your story (hamilton), riptide (vance joy)
For the snack-inspired contest hosted by Mirl!
Created and currently owned by me, the inevitable tree hugger, please do not used without permission!
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Background Information | |
Creator | the tree lady |
Main Attribute | friendliness, acceptance, kindness, creativity, purity, protectiveness, assertiveness, adeventurousness, guidance, selflessness |
Elemental Attribute | chocolate bars / fondue / sugar cubes / caramel / pecan pies / sweets / cream pastries / cookies / fruitcakes / mint macarons / golden toffee / loose earth / candy rocks / lollipops / cold coffee / green tea leaves / cocoa beans / dark chocolate / maple syrup / ground cocoa beans / golden eagle feathers / hot chocolate / nougat bars / chocolate ice cream / carved oak logs / rough tree bark / redwood forests / pine needles / bristlecones / campfire stories / birdwatching |
Theme Animal | golden eagles, brown field mice, red wolves |
Theme Color | dark brown / gray / black / white / aquamarine blue |
Theme Song | |
MBTI Personality | ENFP-A, ESFJ-A, ESFP-T |
Character Information | |
Age | 15 dyo (19.5 hyo) |
Gender | female (prefers she/her pronouns, but is fine with just about anything) |
Orientation | heteromantic-grayromantic asexual |
Occupation | baker / chocolatier / small shop owner |
Tribe | 50% Mud, 25% Sand, 25% Ice |
Goal | be a successful business owner, have fun with her friends, meet new dragons |
Residence | Mudhen City / Mud Kingdom / Pyrrhia |
Relatives |
Espresso (mother) |
Allies | her friends/family, Rhea, Callophyllis, Loamscales, Espresso, Kefir, Vanilla, Mousse, Marzipan, Latte, Milk, Turquoise, Bayou, her co-workers, her teachers |
Enemies | haters of chocolate >:( |
Likes | baking, listening to calm music, caramel, dark chocolate, cookies, fluffy marshmallows, cotton candy, the smell of ground coffee, sweet things, warm places, sunny/cloudless afternoons, warm sandy beaches, watermelon and cherry flavoured lollipops, collecting seashells, pretty things, meeting other dragons, helping others, telling and reading stories |
Dislikes | snarky and rude dragons, clouds, the sky, the colour blue, flying, bitter coffee, the smell of cinnamon, easily angered dragons, crying, the violin, string instruments |
Nicknames | any variation of Fondue (Fon, Fonny, Due) |
Powers and abilities | can breathe somewhat weak fire in warm places; scales emanate heat when cold; thorn-sharp serrated claws; barbed SandWing tail with harmless black venom in it |
Weapons | |
Quote | "Isn't black just a darker shade of white?" |
- Always has a gold hoop earring in her left ear, but also has piercings in her right
- Horns can have silver bangles, but she doesn't wear them too often
- Jade necklace with a silver chain
- Some rips in her wing membrane; doesn't affect her flying
- Small, shallow scar on her snout
- Generally always smiles, loves to laugh
when I was young and dreamed of glory
who lives, who dies, who tells your story?
Though Espresso's strict parents forbade them to start a family together, they didn't listen to their hybrid beliefs and got married in secret, inviting only a few of their closest friends to the wedding.
Not long after, they discovered that Espresso was with egg, and after a few more tedious months of waiting, Fondue and her younger twin brother, Vanilla, had hatched.
Of course, Espresso and Kefir weren't expecting a family so soon, but were excited and happy nonetheless. They couldn't afford a house yet, so they lived with Espresso's parents.
Luckily, they treated Fondue and Vanilla very well (maybe even better than Espresso) and before long, Fondue's family all moved into a new house on the outskirts of the city.
Kefir hopped from job-to-job, and Espresso still worked in her parents' small coffee shop. Income wasn't great, but everything was working out so far. Before long, Fondue and Vanilla were going to school, and after that, their sister Mousse was hatched.
Fondue wasn't in the same class as Vanilla in year one, but they went to the same school and were in the same grade, so they had recess at about the same time. They met at a long-gone tree stump every time the bell rang, and had fun together on the play structures.
From a classmate, Fondue had learned about the Sky Kingdom, and all the fun sightseeing places it had to offer. As a rather adventurous dragonet, Fondue was immediately intrigued and asked her parents if they could go one day. A small talk and a bit of whispering later, they had finally agreed to save up for the trip.
They took a small glass jar and placed it on the counter in the kitchen. Every once in a while, little by little, someone would drop in some coins with a satisfying clink, and the savings would rise like Fondue's spirits. After about a year, the jar was almost full.
However, once in their second year, Vanilla had been blown out of the air and into a tree while playing tag with some classmates - but, fortunately, only broke his wrist. Fondue had waited by the antiseptic cinnamon-scented hospital room with Kefir while Espresso paced outside, biting her talons.
Eventually, Vanilla came out with a bandage around his hurt wrist. He was fine, if not a little shell-shocked, but perfectly okay on the outside; his wrist had cushioned the blow quite a bit. The doctor handed Espresso a sheet of paper, and her brow immediately furrowed in worry.
It was the cost of the check-up. Even if they added Espresso and Kefir's wages together, plus the price of their house, it wouldn't have been enough. After a quick discussion, Kefir when to the backyard shed to grab a hammer. They had to dig into their Sky Kingdom vacation savings.
Fondue had cried, and begged her parents not to take from the jar, insisting that if they all worked - Fondue included - a bit harder, they could pay the fee. But her parents were firm about it, and in the end, beat her by telling her that Vanilla was more important than a vain adventure, and didn't she care about her brother?
Fondue's jaw had dropped. Of course she cared for Vanilla, but they had been saving for so long. She tried to explain what she was thinking, but Espresso and Kefir weren't listening anymore. Raising the blunt hammer, they smashed the glass and gathered the coins, with Fondue watching around the kitchen corner.
They started saving again, Fondue and Vanilla in their third year (same class!) and Mousse in her second. They loved their little sister, naturally, and were delighted to learn that she had made friends with another young dragon, a smart little SeaWing named Turquoise.
Fondue had learned to branch out, as well, not just sticking beside Vanilla and following her more competent brother around. She joined the chess club at school, stayed after school to help her teachers sort papers, and once even got to school an hour early to help set up for the morning classes.
Turquoise's brother, a rather oddly coloured green SeaWing named Callophyllis, had just joined their class. As with most new students, Callophyllis was shy and quiet, and loved to doodle. One recess, Fonde had bounced over to where he was sitting alone and asked if he wanted to play ball with some other classmates.
He looked surprised to see a dragon suddenly standing in front of him, paused, then nodded and stood up. He was a good sport, and relatively loosened up after a few minutes and started smiling and tossing the large red ball around with the rest.
Once the bell rang, signalling for them to go inside, and their teacher called for them to come back, Fondue walked between the tall, well-built form of Vanilla and shying, slim one of Callophyllis'. From that day on, the three were practically inseperable.
Year four went by relatively quick, but was still notably eventful; Mousse and Turquoise joined Fondue's expanding friend group, Callophyllis joined the chess and baking clubs with Fondue, and Espresso was expecting yet another egg.
One day when she was out and about on the streets, she found a young marmalade-and-white kitten stealing a boney chicken leg from the butchers'. Knowing he would get in trouble, Fondue picked up the kitten and hid him under her scarf, bringing him home and dubbing him 'Milk', for his pelt colour.
Fondue had practically forgotten about her savings jar by now, but still occasionally dropped coins into it nonetheless. She had lost the spark she had before, asking anyone who stepped a talon into the threshold if they could spare a bit of gold, but still desperately wanted to visit the Sky Kingdom, and it showed.
For Fondue's sixth birthday, her parents, Vanilla, Callophyllis, Mousse and Turquoise all scraped together some spare coins, and surprised Fondue by giving it all to her Sky Kingdom savings jar. She practically jumped out of the ceiling; with this extra boost, they had enough to go.
They planned it for spring break the next year; they would be spending one night in the Rainforest Kingdom, thne continue north and stay two-and-a-half weeks in a booked hotel in the Sky Kingdom, which apparently had the best view of Jade Mountain in Pyrrhia.
Fondue could hardly wait for almost another three months, but tried to contain it. She bought a journal from a local store with her own savings, and wanted to use it to document her trip. Many daydreams and calender-checkings later, Fondue was finally packing her bags, preparing for the flight the next day.
Fondue had asked Callophyllis if he would like to come, but he had refused, saying that his father wouldn't like it if he ran off to the Sky Kingdom. Instead, he volunteered to take care of Milk for them, and Turquoise's dragonetsitter (a MudWing named Bayou) could take care of the egg.
The Sky Kingdom was probably the best vacation of Fondue's life, either before or afterwards. They left at early dawn the first day, and after a day of flying and resting, flying and resting, made it to Macaw, a small RainWing settlement on the edge of the kingdom.
They found a cheap hotel to sleep in for the night, and the next day, a kind young RainWing named Hyacinth taught them how to find the best fruit in the rainforest; coconuts, kumquats, bananas and an assortment of sweet red and blue berries.
They left soon and finally got to Jade Mountain, the tallest peak in Pyrrhia. Kefir took Vanilla and Mousse to walk along the vacant halls of the academy, and Espresso and Kefir took a hike to the highest peak. Fondue could see for miles and miles in every direction; even the distant Sand Kingdom on the horizon.
Everything was just perfect, exactly the way she imagined it. On the edge, she noticed a small bronze plaque which read a name and date. Perhaps it was the dragon who discovered or founded this place, she thought, and asked her mother about it.
- Mud (50%): Fondue is mostly MudWing, inheriting from them many tribal abilities. She can breathe a weak flame when the air is warm enough, and has a natural feeling of joy when rolling around in mud, even if it doesn't especially heal her.
- Sand (25%): Fondue's mainscales emanate a heat only comparable to desert sand in the evenings, not too hot, but warm enough to create comfort. On the end of her tail, she has the signature SandWing barb, lacking venom but fierce-looking enough.
- Ice (25%): Fondue resembles an IceWing the least, the only feature of hers being her serrated talons and cold spines. She lacks frostbreath, but can withstand subzero temperatures with the help of her SandWing genes.
- she has rather severe aerophobia, to the point where she initially cringes a little every time dragons spread their wings (intending to fly or not).
- she is currently getting therapy (if you could call it that) for her phobia, since it's pretty silly for a dragon to be afraid of flying.
- she doesn't think white/milk chocolate counts as true chocolate, but enjoys eating and sellling it nonetheless.
- she isn't vegan, but seriously supports the vegetarian/vegan community as a whole and thinks they're noble dragons. however, she sometimes sparratically goes vegan, just to try it out for the fun of it.
- one thing that really makes her uncomfortable, though, is when some dragons blow up at her for eating meat and condemning the life of a certain animal. so probably don't do that to her face.
- she absolutely hates drinking bitter coffee; has to load the cup with sugar first.
- she also detests the smell of cinnamon.
- her favourite drink is tea; especially earl gray, since she loves the spicy taste.
- she is somewhat ambidextrous, meaning she can use both talons. However, she seems to prefer her right.
- if Pyrrhia months worked the same as Earth ones, Fondue's birthday would've been in November.
- she ending up winning first place in the contest!
1. Cookbook Cannoli
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2. Apple Custard Pie
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3. Éclair Cake
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1. PB&J Pudding
6 SERVINGS | APPROX. 2HRS
INGREDIENTS
10 slices white bread, preferably pullman loaf
3/4 c. creamy peanut butter
3/4 c. strawberry jam
2 c. half and half 4 large eggs
1/2 c. granulated sugar
1 tsp. pure vanilla extract
1/4 tsp. Kosher salt
Powdered sugar, for dusting
2. Cream Fudge
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3. Chocolate Chip Brownie
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4. Assorted Doughnuts
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1. Chocolate Mousse Milkshake
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2. Dark Espresso
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