Wizards' Circle- Face Corruption (Wizards RP Semi-Lit)[Open]

[zippyzoo77]

((Great, I'll just have Tallia come right over.))

Tallia

As she wandered through the trees in the garden, she heard a peculiar rustling noise above her head. She glanced up, not something she did often, the sky made her remember the part about herself that she hated, and there she saw a girl in the tree. She smiled and shouted into the branches, "Hey, mind if I join you up there?" She put her hands on the trunk of the tree, preparing to climb it like a human would, since she refused to use or show her wings to anyone.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Feathers looked down, seeing a girl about the climb up. She muttered a quick word under her breath, her wings disappearing. "Um... Sure?" she said, not sure why people would want to come up and talk to her but finding a fried couldn't hurt. She had been here a couple years now, away from the forest, away from home and she hadn't even bothered to talk to anyone. Mainly because until last year she hadn't known Common, she had only known how to communicate with animals through her mind... it had been a very complicated process when the circle leaders had tried to talk to her.

[zippyzoo77]

Tallia

Tallia pulled herself up the tree in a graceful fashion, settling on a large branch next to the one where Feathers was sitting. "So, I'm sort of new here, I don't really know anyone, so what's your name?" She asked, keeping her head down a bit. She wasn't terribly fond of looking up, and confidence wasn't her strong suit, so she thought there was a chance she could be blushing right now.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Feather's gave a little smile, trying to bust the little girls confidence. She wasn't supposed to be intimidating, in fact she hoped she wasn't. She didn't like to frighten people, she helped animals and people as her life, she would never harm a living things, she had promised herself that. "The name's Feathers." she said haltingly, she hadn't been in a conversation with someone that didn't know about her problem yet and was outside the rehabilitation room yet. "It's not much of a name but it's what you get for a bird naming you." she found those words so funny, bird. Such a simple word for such an amazing creature, names, the name feather stood for a part of the bird, she smooth slick stems that covered them. She didn't see how she was a feather but it was still a pretty name if it had to do with birds "What's you name?"

[Noel]

[center].:Wizard:.
Name:
Skye Kuroji

((I will get a picture in the morning.))

Race: Stragler
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Love Interest:None at the moment
Test Result:Red...((Wasn't expecting that.))
Order:Red
Rank:Apprentice
Description:Skye looks his age(fifteen), he hardly appears much older or younger than what one would expect. Light brown, poorly cut, and somewhat long for a boy hair constantly gets in his face. When it gets particularly annoying, he ties it back in an inch long ponytail. His hair stands out being a shade or two lighter than his skin, but as this is hardly a very unnatural feature, he isn’t bothered much about it. He has an average height for his age, although for various reasons he weighs less than what would be considered average. His eyes are hardly intimidating: a light, cheery looking green. He never turned toward body modifications, all he has in the way of distinctive features is one, small scar above his left eye. His vision is above average, but only in the right eye, which occasionally gives him headaches but nothing more serious. His fingers are constantly moving, whether picking a lock, tapping a desk, throwing a rock, tying shoes, etc. He's fast, if not very physically strong. Skye is never seen still, he’s always kicking up dirt, smiling happily at nothing in particular, or running as if the apocalypse is on his trail. To a passerby, he gives the appearance of happy, somewhat hyperactive, child who’s different in ways that can’t quite be pinned down.
Personality:What he’s actually like and what he appears are quite different. He appears hyperactive and very happy-go-lucky. He laughs a lot, smiles more, and very rarely frowns. Insults completely bounce off him, usually because he knows they’re coming though. In truth, he is cheery, but not like that. He takes joy from simple things, like chocolate or a thunderstorm. Very often though, his smiles are mocking. He laughs inwardly when people tell him lies, or foolish opinions that he’s known for days. He’s unstable to put it simply, always happy, or furious. Once he gets mad, things turn for worse quickly. He’ll yell, swear, punch, trip up, and stab without restraint. With friend's though, he's nice enough, if a bit odd.
History: Skye isn’t really sure when he ended up on the streets, and doesn’t really care. He had ben thieving from a very young age, and grew very talented at it before he learned he had magic potential. It wasn’t, if fact, until a very painful incident involving three people he had robbed and a broken leg that he discovered that. Soon after he was whisked away to be tested. Where, to no one’s surprise, he was found to be red. It wasn’t long after knowledge was slowly forced into his little, primarily uninterested eight-year-old mind that it was discovered that he couldn’t even read or write in the typical language. Now, seven difficult years later, he apparently has potential, can struggle through writing, and it might be possible to hold his attention for more than a few minutes.
Strenghts: General street-smarts, a knack for causing mayhem, and quick reactions.
Weaknesses: Skye has a tendency to get sick, has a smallish build, and cannot focus to save his life.
Fears: Needles, injections, and the like; he has Tyranophobia. He's also claustrophobic, and has a deep fear of being pinned down. Even heavy blankets give him a nice dose of panic.
Other: Nope.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

((Accepted! If your looking for someone to RP with my characters Elenwen, Sijach and Ciax are open, the Heads are as well though Aldra [The Blue Head] is arguing with the Master.))

[Noel]

((Thanks for quick reply! I have to write up a long post for another RP though, give me a minute or two.))

[Noel]

Boredom was one of those things that Skye didn't like, and the people around him also didn't like when it got him. Once he was bored, he turned towards annoying everyone else, usually from afar with irritating little traps. At the moment he was sitting against a wall, book open before him. Having learned to read later in his life than most, even then it seemed an impossible task for him to stay focused for long on the irritating words that often just slightly evaded him.
With a groan, he closed it with a slam, looking around for someone to talk to, get out of his boredom.
((Sorry for fail post, have to go to sleep.))

[zippyzoo77]

Tallia

"I'm Tallia." She replied. Feathers was a bit of an odd name, but she didn't care, it was nice to have someone to talk to at last. Nobody had even really noticed her for the last week since she had arrived here, so finally having someone to talk to was a load off her mind. "So, what is your color?" She asked, trying to thing of something that everyone here had something of, and coming up with only that.

[puppyeyez94]

(Recap)