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[Drake_Skyflyer]

Well I said I was writing it and here it is. Alittle shorter then what I ment and might have a few typos but I was ill (still am) while I was writing it and couldn't see the screen well. Hope you like it.

It will be in the next post in here sine it is long
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[Drake_Skyflyer]

The History of Drake Skyflyer




Drake Skyflyer came from a very well to do family that lived far off the coast on a Island they called Sky Palace because on foggy days the island appears as if it is floating when it is not. While growing up Drake's mother Anna passed away from a terrible sickness and her death left a scar on his heart. She taught Drake how to braid his hair and gave him his gold bracers and the armlet he always wears. However, Drake's father Vernon wasn't the kindest and was always out fishing and selling some of his catch. Leaveing the young Drake alone most of the time. Drake loved maps and was always looking at them, drawing them and wishing one day to leave the island and seek out the places he found. "You'll just end up like me son." Drake's father always told him, not trying to crush his dreams but to try and make him know the world isn't fair. "Your wrong father! I won't be like you!" drake one day yelled at his father, wich greatly shocked him and without warning delivered a harsh and cold slap to his son's face. Drake fell to the floor as tears filled his eyes and before his father could speak, he ran off and stole his father's boat, heading to shore. At this time, Drake was only seven years old. Now his father owned more then one boat, he had a rowboat wich Drake stole and a few steam boats yet he did not go after his son. Wandering from town to town Drake made a slight living helping out for little pay, just enough for food and a place to sleep for a day or two. "Mother... I wish you were here with me...." Drake often would wake with tear staind cheeks as he cried out for his mother, yet no one came. A month later, Drake thought his father had forgotten all about him when a man in a fancy horse drawn carrage came up to him and smiled. "Lord Skyflyer, I am happy to have finaly caught up with you." a tall male Lynx said as he hopped down. "He told me to present you with this, the deed to your new home and all your mother's and grandfather's fourtune." Drake couldn't belive this, only seven years old and he had his own mannor.
"I see your at a loss of words, well come now. I'll take you there. It will take at least three days bit in due time we shall make it." Drake read more of the deed, it said their was a nearby town yet it wouldn't say the name. At least five times Drake asked what was the towns name and he got no answer. After three days had passed they showed up at the mannor and there were a few very lovely maids waiting. Slim waists and warm breasts held up by a corset. They looked like they were hardly dressed and at first sight Drake only blushed and regrets wearing only a short kilt.
"Velcome Lord Drake..." said one of the maids with a strong accent, she looked like a vampire bat yet she was extreamly beautiful as all the maids were. Over the course of the next ten to thirteen years Drake had became a wealthy, single, and very handsome man who whenever he'd go into town the women would literaly run up to his and place their hands on his firm bare chest, begging to go to his home for just one night with him. He'd just smile and wink, maybe kiss their cheek and walk away. This only made them love him more, yet he was looking for someone else to love.
Sometimes he'd bring home one or two ladies and give them a night of their life, screams and moans of pleasure came from his mannor. The maids cleaned up each time after a girl was brought home, but they always get a special pice of Drake as a bonus.
Word of drake slowly started to spread around from town to town, and more women started to try and find his house. This got a few husbands mad and soon Drake got body guards to protect him, all female of course and they specialized in stealth. Though not all husbands were mad since their wives learned a few new things from Drake and pleased their husbands so much they walked up to Drake and thanked him. Funny and sad thing was, Drake didn't know them. Soon it came close to Drake's birthday, his maids said he should go on a vacation, maybe even get a second home to go off to now and then. He heard of that town still that wasn't really far away but it'd take a few days. B.B was his only clue, he asked around and never got a true answer but from a beautiful vixen just winked at him and said. "I'll take you there big boy. I'm sure a man like you will make LOTS of friends there..." Drake didn't argue and the very next morning he met the vixen agian who owned a horse and carrage, together they went off though they did make a few stops for some fun since the vixen couldn't resist.
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[bittenhard]

Thats an interesting life Drake lead. Sorry to hear that he had to mind a manor all on his own at such a young age... Well at least he's having fun...
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[Drake_Skyflyer]

Oh he had quite alot of fun. though this is his P.B.B storyline not the fantasy one. But it's not far from the fantasy just this one is in real terms without mythical creatures. Though imagine being that young and already surrounded by beautiful women? Drake is "shy" to some things. Like meeting the women of his dreams which he has yet to do. But thanks for your comment
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[Vanessa]

Congratulations for the dedication, Drake, now I'll be able to work better on your character since I know his story . I hope that your post will be followed by others; I'm very pleased to see with what spirit you got into the site/universe of PBB. Before giving you a comment, though, give me a little time, I gotta read it carefully with Martin's help
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[Drake_Skyflyer]

Your welcome and thanks vanessa I always like to get into things really well and take all the time you need.
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[Ashton Gray]

A very informative and well done bio of your fursona, Drake, well done. I am, however, very sorry to hear you are not doing well. I suggest keeping cool, I suggest by cold compress or wet cloth, well breathing clothes, if any, and if possible, a constant cool breeze, plenty of air circulation, and the golden hard-to-go-wrong-with oldies of plenty of bedrest and fluids . It is, of course, entirely up to you wether or not you use any or all of my suggestions, though please keep in mind that I am not a doctor or medical practitioner, I suggest these only as a fellow human being who has gone through a fever or two in his own time and has used these tactics himself, they have always served me well. I'm sure you'll be healthy as a horse in no time at all .
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[Drake_Skyflyer]

Thanks I am starting a story called Desires of The Night with Drake in it. Thinking up others to put in and try to make short bios for each.
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[LabrnMystic]

[Drake_Skyflyer]

Oh I'm already better now. If mystic wants her chance she can take it. and if you want to be in the story i'm writing then i just need to know a few things on how she acts.
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[LabrnMystic]

[Drake_Skyflyer]

That already sounds good but maybe she can be alittle more tricky with it and she had rented the room and had one of the casino girls put a Do Not Enter! Under Construction! so nobody would walk in ^^
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[MirandaRavenscar]

You did a really great job on this one Drake. Though you're right, it is a bit different then the fantasy character known on furc. Hope to see you around more and hope you stay better! <3

[Drake_Skyflyer]

Well it has to be, Drake is lovable in that world as he is here in Bonbon. Isn't that right vanessa?
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake

[Xebulon]

It's been said before, and should be said again. Excellent work.
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[Vanessa]

[Drake_Skyflyer]

I take that as a yes, Drake and charm any lady in bonbon.... unless it's on lady Vanessa know aboutthen Drake would be shakeing like he was made of jello.
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"This is not a skirt, it is a kilt. It is not so restricting like pants and it has great airflow."~Drake