1x1 RP ((Kill The Wabbit and Time Keeper))

[lesbean24]

Listen up! This is a 1x1 RP! If you aren't Kill The Wabbit! or Time Keeper, don't post!

So, here's the form!

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Name:
Gender:
Age:
Hybrid Type (What DNA you are infused with):
Description (Words or Picture):
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Here are my charries!

Name: Brent
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Hybrid Type: Dog and Barn Owl
Description : Slightly tanned guy with stick up straight brown hair and dark brown eyes.
Personality: He's a smart-alec, he gets on people's nerves easily. Humorous
History: Doesn't like to talk about it. He'll bite you with his doggy teeth if you ask. xD
Other: N/A

Here are Time's charries!
Name: Max
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Hybrid Type: Cheetah and Bald Eagle
Description: With eyes that are a bright ice blue, Max's light blonde curls make a stark contrast. She's tall and skinny, but strong and quick.
Personality: Kind but strong willed, Max is a fighter, but always puts others first, no matter what may happen to her. Shes hard to anger, but once mad she is like a hurricane, impossible to control. She sticks with those that need her, and puts her life on the line for them. Persistent and stubborn, she refuses to give up, no matter what the odds are. She is a great friend to have, and a terrible enemy to make.
History: TBRP
Other:

[lance.]

Run.
That was th only thought in Max's head as her bare feet pounded across the ground. How strange it seems when your so busy running fr your lifethat you don't bother to look where you're running.
Such as in her case, as she ran right off the edg of th cliff. Swearing loudlly, Max's feet scrabbled against the cliff face. Her fingers slipped, and she plummeted down.
Wakin with a start, Max shot up. She shook her head, brushing messy blond curls out of her face. That stupid dream... Every time it ended the same. Her dream self couldn't seem to remember sh could fly. Max punched thewall angrily, sick o th helpless feeling he aways got in that dream.
"I can't get away from the hunters... even in my sleep." She shook her ead again, sighing heavily. I should go eat. sh thought, completly sidetracked by her growling stomach.

[lesbean24]

((Should they be escaping from a scientist's lab?))

Brent breathed heavily. His bare feet slapped on the ground. Swerving, he dodged a tree. Brent soon grew tired. Sitting on a rock, he tried to catch his breath.

((Sorry its short.))

[lance.]

{{Max is in her home. Do they kno each other? If they do Max can come an help him escape.}}

[lesbean24]

((I guess they know each other.))

[lance.]

{{Is h in the lab? Or by the house?}}

[lesbean24]

((He's by the house.))

[lance.]

{{Alrighty then!}}

Max opened the door, a pan of bacon in her hand. "Brent!" she call's out, the wind blowing her hair around. "Breakfast is ready!"
She went back insde, setting th pan on the table. She busied herself with the rest of the food, the cool air blowing aroun her bare arm's and legs through th open windows. She flicked a bread crumb of her black tanktop, before sitting down to eat herself.

[lesbean24]

Brent walked inside. "Great! I'm starving!" He sat down at the table next to Max and started to eat.

[lance.]

Max laughed. "Yeah, I figured you were." Starting on her own food, Max gazed out the window. It's so pretty out... She turned back to Brent. "So whats first on today's agenda?"