Bright Wild Nights
This summer send-off event was a legendary party to celebrate the heroic dragons of the Secrets of Spellform event with a new cast that amplified the nightlife. My development of this event consisted of creating the entire narrative and event title, utilizing tutorials to be both expositional and instructional, curating and procuring new music, building dragon personas and names, and directing Design, Art, and Engineering disciplines to execute the final experience.
Below, you'll find eight dragon stories that entail an opening, a flashback, and a resolution that bring both pieces of information together in a light-hearted episode.
*Published in DragonVale (released in 2019 on iOS, Android, and Amazon)
Below, you'll find eight dragon stories that entail an opening, a flashback, and a resolution that bring both pieces of information together in a light-hearted episode.
*Published in DragonVale (released in 2019 on iOS, Android, and Amazon)
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Sailback Dragon
A snoring sailback dragon slept belly up on the sand of a paradise habitat. Small waves crept in and splashed its head. Its eyes slowly opened and blinked to get the water out. The sailback dragon sluggishly rolled over and stood up, stretching its back and tail as far as it could. A heavy groan escaped its mouth. As the sound of waves grew louder, the dragon’s jaw dropped… THE NIGHT BEFORE The sailback dragon was decked out in its glowing style and performed dazzling acrobatics in the middle of a sea of tiki torches. A magicfolk audience chanted, “Sailback! Sailback!” The dragon caught sight of a pile of blushrooms, danced over to it, and dove in headfirst. It ate the lot and emerged with a face splattered in blue. The crowd cheered. A nearby armament dragon observed the spectacle and chuckled. The sailback dragon ran around to make sure everyone could see its blue face before it jumped into the water of a habitat. While the exuberant dragon was in midair, someone shouted, “You can’t swim!” Panic hit the sailback dragon’s face before it belly-flopped in deep water… PRESENT DAY The sailback dragon stared at the water and slowly backed up. It stepped in a shallow puddle and yelped. The dragon scampered away and didn’t look back. |
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Monte Dragon
As it walked through the Vale yawning, a monte dragon stumbled upon a giant mess of chopped, diced, and smashed beanstalks. It bent down to take a taste, mostly to determine if it was still good to eat. It smacked its beak with appeasement and went in for another bite… THE NIGHT BEFORE The monte dragon flew high above a crowd of Valers and dragons, diving and swooping between the tall beanstalks of a large treat farm crop. The Valers held buckets over their heads and the dragons watched intently. The monte dragon snapped and chomped at the beanstalks. Chunks flew in the air as sugary juice rained down into the buckets. The magicfolk emptied the buckets in a giant trough for the spectating dragons. A darcowl and an outrider dragon sidled in and lapped up some fresh beanstalk juice. They smiled at each other with dripping jowls. The monte dragon kept flying and slicing beanstalks until the trough was overflowing. The witches and wizards below tried to signal for it to stop, but the dragon saw what looked like a rowdy good time. Soon, everyone was knee deep in beanstalk chunks. PRESENT DAY The monte dragon took a second look at the mess and may have blushed… it would be hard to tell. It pushed all the beanstalk pieces together with its wings and assembled a pile. It picked up a large leaf in its beak and placed it neatly on top. As it walked away, it stopped and turned back for one last bite for the road. |
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Toco Dragon
High atop a skytree, a tired toco dragon rolled over on a leaf and almost fell to the ground. It planted a wing on the edge and pushed itself back, but for some reason, there was a busted bongo drum encircling its fruit-colored feathers. It titled its head at the mysterious musical instrument that looked more like a bracelet… THE NIGHT BEFORE The toco dragon was taking a calm evening flight when an intriguing and rhythmic beat echoed up from the ground. A circle of magicfolk were pounding drums with joy! The dragon landed right in the middle and looked at each drummer with a smirk. The music overwhelmed the dragon in such a way, its only avenue to distribute the positive energy was to run in circles, waving its wings wildly. The Valers laughed and kept the beat going. One wizard soloed on some bongo drums and it caught the dragon’s attention. The wizard stepped aside to give the toco dragon a chance… if it would even recognize what the Valer was offering. The toco dragon raised its wings and beat the bongos with fervor. The circle of players encouraged it and cheered. Even a dash and psyche dragon started nodding their heads. The toco dragon got so animated, it punched right through the drum with its wing. The dragon might have apologized if it could, but it immediately flew away with the drum trailing its flapping wings. PRESENT DAY The toco dragon still gazing at the drum, shook its wing violently to rid itself of the embarrassment. Unfortunately, it heard some Valers below talking just as the drum flew off. The dragon tried to catch it, but it crashed to the ground and caused the witches to look up. The toco dragon scrambled to hide amongst the leaves and sheepishly peeked out. |
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Elegant Dragon
A bedraggled elegant dragon slinked up to a pond and bent down to take a sip. It caught a glimpse of its disheveled reflection and stumbled back. The shocked dragon leaned in again to confirm its appearance in the water… THE NIGHT BEFORE A crowd of magicfolk were talking about the Secrets of Spellform while several dragons milled about a flower-covered patio. The witches and wizards stopped all conversation and the dragons stood perfectly still. Every head turned in the same direction to see an elegant dragon gracefully gliding down a grassy knoll. The chic presence made its way down to the patio, gently making a trail on the flowered floor. A riptide dragon poked its head out of a nearby lake and stared blankly at the flowing peace of the elegant dragon. The now giddy riptide dragon dove down and popped up high in the air. It flipped over and over, let out a whistle, then straightened for a perfect dive. A gigantic splash of muddy lake water landed on the elegant dragon. Muck and flowers were pasted all over its body and face. An audible gasp rippled through the crowd. The dripping elegant dragon looked up at the cringing riptide dragon. With one swift flick of its head, the elegant dragon displayed its style. The frills around its neck and tail flung the muddy mess in all directions into the crowd. Music kicked on and the elegant dragon started dancing. Everyone joined in. PRESENT DAY The elegant dragon, still looking at itself, snickered and dunked its whole head in the water. The mud and flowers washed away, and the dragon snapped its head back to dry off. A spitting sound was heard seconds later. The dragon turned around to see Kaleni wiping water off his face. |
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Vibe Dragon
As the sun rose, a vibe dragon sauntered across the vacant Dragon Dance Floor. It spotted a sizeable scorch mark on the edge and tapped its foot on top, presumably to see if it was dangerous… THE NIGHT BEFORE The vibe dragon walked near the dance floor and could hear infectious beats. There were too many witches and wizards around to get a good look, so it climbed to the top of a canopy. From there, it could see two dragons stamping around to the rhythm. As the sun set, the dancers receded into darkness… until the vibe dragon’s pulsing style activated. The dance floor exploded with an intricate pattern, basking the dancers in a soft orange glow. The dancing dragons gleefully roared. The vibe dragon’s head started nodding to the beat as it directed the light show with its entire body. High above, a sparkles dragon noticed the illuminated display and landed right next to the vibe dragon. The newcomer started bobbing its head in unison with the vibe dragon. Lightning spread across the sky and yellow flashed down on the dancers. The lightning increased, creating a vibrant and choreographed light show that amplified the scene with electrified hype. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning touched down on the edge of the dance floor. The lights stopped and the dragons froze. The vibe dragon looked at its lighting partner and shook its head. The vibe dragon started its style up again and the party continued. PRESENT DAY The vibe dragon glazed over the scorch with intense breath magic then wiped it clean with its tail. With the floor being properly mended, it looked like nothing ever happened. |
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Ruckus Dragon
A baby ruckus dragon woke up in a meadow and stumbled to its feet. As it lost its balance, it smacked up against an invisible barrier. The dragon shook its head and attempted to walk. It banged right into an apparent obstacle yet again… THE NIGHT BEFORE The rambunctious ruckus dragon bounced around admiring a gathering of spellform dragons. It hopped to each one, surveyed their impressive stature, and flicked its tongue out. It arrived face to face with a quantum dragon and grinned ear to ear. The ruckus dragon pogoed and incessantly bugled its buzzing kazoo of a tongue. This went on far too long as evidenced by the dreary look on the quantum dragon’s face. Soon, every dragon in the vicinity was staring at the obnoxious display. The quantum dragon waved its wing in front of the ruckus dragon and the noise stopped instantly. When it jumped, the precocious dragon bopped its head on an invisible force field. It tried to escape the incomprehensible enclosure but could not. The quantum dragon relaxed and sighed, but the ruckus dragon was clearly not amused anymore and voiced its dissatisfaction even though no dragon could hear it. PRESENT DAY The quantum dragon woke up to see its bubble shield still intact. It gritted its teeth and winked. The invisible field dissipated, and the ruckus baby was free. It looked around and spotted the guilty spellform dragon. The enraged baby trumpeted a furious buzz from its unfurling forked tongue. It sounded very different than the previous night. |
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Razzle Dragon
A razzle dragon sat on the edge of an icy pond, soaking its long legs. It stretched both out of the ice bath, winced, and set them back in… THE NIGHT BEFORE The razzle dragon, limber and spry, ran through the Vale gathering attention with mouth-clicks, chirps, and exuberant wing flapping. A nearby vanguard dragon snickered at the peculiar display. On the outskirts of the Vale, A lumberjack of a wizard had cast an auto-axe spell and watched it methodically chop a tall oak. The razzle dragon sped by and caught the working wizard’s eye. He walked away from the spell with only inches left intact on the trunk. The swaying tree released a loud CRACK and alarmed the amused vanguard dragon. It came running around the corner just in time to divert the falling tree with its strong wings. THUD! The tree struck the ground a few feet from the Hibernation Cave. On a thick wooded trail, an ignite dragon led a pack of baby dragons on a hike to wild dragon treats. The ignite dragon blasted branches and thorns out of their path with precision breath magic. The razzle dragon flew overhead, cawing and gesturing to anyone below it to follow. The ignite dragon got distracted and followed the hoopla. The baby ignite dragons stopped walking when they were faced with an impenetrable thicket. The dutiful vanguard dragon appeared shortly thereafter and landed near the hatchlings. It cleared a path for them but in turn became encased in thorns and prickly branches. In the center of town, a witch was as busy as a busby dragon painting her house when the razzle dragon skipped by squawking and waving. The witch thought something important must be happening for this fabulous fanfare, so she followed the rabble-rousing razzle dragon too. Unfortunately, the velocity of the witch’s levitating paint globs increased as soon as she left. It appeared as if her neighbor might be the recipient of an unwanted home makeover, until the resourceful vanguard dragon flew in front of the rogue paint and flapped its enormous wings. Of course, the paint went straight up in the air and rained down on the poor, selfless soul trying to help avert disaster. When the winded, scathed, and painted spellform dragon caught up with the razzle dragon, it loudly and proudly waltzed into the Colosseum. The vanguard dragon stopped, shook its head, and turned around. PRESENT DAY The razzle dragon stepped out of the ice bath and calmly stood on one leg to dry off. It tucked its head under its wing and snoozed away. |
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Dazzle Dragon
In the middle of an empty Colosseum, a dazzle dragon slept atop a bed of flowers and confetti. It grunted and kicked its feet as if it were immersed in an intense dream… THE NIGHT BEFORE Outside the Colosseum, Zola gave a pep talk to the dazzle dragon as it ineffectively hid behind a tree. “Just give ‘em an act with lots of flash,” she said. Just then, a razzle dragon hurriedly escorted an elder earth dragon out of a heated contest. The dazzle dragon’s eyes darted from the massive arena to Zola. Zola paused, then snapped her fingers. Shiny black bangles, spikes, and shoulder pads appeared on the dragon. Zola rubbed her chin while observing the outfit then twitched her nose. A sleek pair of sunglasses coalesced on the dragon’s head. The dazzle dragon walked out from behind the tree and admired its new look. It let out a squeaky roar and jumped back behind the tree. Zola looked at the setting sun and twirled her quill. She waved her writing utensil at the ever-shy dragon and cast a magic mic spell. A conjured golden microphone levitated in front of the dragon’s mouth. It released a curious groan and it was instantly translated into a melodic and lyrical vocalization that any witch or wizard could understand. The dazzle dragon hopped back out from hiding and held its head high. It nodded at Zola, then marched into the Colosseum. The razzle dragon flew around the crowd and swooped down to announce the arrival of the headlining dazzle dragon. It took center stage and bellowed a verse. Zola flicked her quill and a beat-heavy track backed the vocals. The crowd was stunned… too stunned to properly react. A bastion dragon flew in, activated its conjured spellform, and danced in the sky. The crowd snapped out of its stupor and cheered louder than the Colosseum could contain. PRESENT DAY The dazzle dragon awoke suddenly and immediately moon-walked across the Colosseum floor. It looked around and saw not a single Valer nor dragon was there. It promptly went back to sleep with its sunglasses by its side. |
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