t h e | f l o c k | o p e n | & | a c c e p t i n g

[gizmo,]

(( Hey whim, sorry I haven't finished my forms. I was sick, then my "best friend" cussed me out, and then I was in a car accident last week, so you see, I've been a little occupied. SO sorry Forgive?? ))

(( I almost done with my forms ))

[Storms in Rome]

Zacherile:
I smiled a bit too."No problem.I have troubles with that too."I smiled,a bit bigger this time."Thanks.I was afraid you'd say no." A girn formed on my face."Soo....How is Madi?She being her usual troublermaker self?"

[D0ctor Ducky]

Leilani:
I giggled, sighing in relief...thank god he didn't take it the wrong way. "Oh dear. I don't even know where to start when it comes to madi." I said with a hint of laughter. I shrugged, as if to say 'yeah, she's been the same.' "well, assuming that she recorded me, and played it back to you...you had nothing to be afraid of." I said, speeding up at the end. I blushed a the thought of the tape, and wondered of she was gonna keep that...I sure hope not.

[kellyc]

t h e | f l o c k

n a m e: Caroline Nicholet Smith
n i c k n a m e: Cattie
a g e: 9
g e n d e r: Female

r a n k: Apprentice Fighter
p e r s o n a l i t y: Caroline is an intense, somewhat bloodthirsty young girl. She's well equipped for battle with a quiver and light-weight bow over her shoulder and a couple of spears in her knapsack that she always slings behind her back. While Cattie sometimes gets overboard with war and the exhilaration of fighting, she has an extremely optimistic personality when helping her flock. Cattie usually likes to help out, and her love for flight is remarkable. She can be obstinate, though; her stubbornness can annoy the heck out of some of the Flock.
h i s t o r y: Cattie was born somewhere in Colorado and taken to the school when she was born. Her mother was told that Cattie had died on birth, but Caroline doesn't know this and thinks that her mother had given her up to the School without a thought. Cattie was grown up in a cage, like most of the Flock, but signifigantly hurt one of the scientists, and therefore escaped, by taking a loose metal bar from the top of her cage and stabbing the scientist in the eye. It was disgusting, believe me.
Cattie then fled from the terrible School and took off on her own for a while. Even though she was just five years old, she was extremely tall at 4'10 and was a light-footed, agile fighter. It helped that she had wings.
Cattie found the flock and reluctantly joined after she nearly was killed by an Eraser. She's been happy for a while.
Of course, that was after she found out how to create weapons.

h a i r | c o l o r: Dirty blonde with lighter streaks
e y e | c o l o r: Murky green
h e i g h t: 5'4
w e i g h t: 81lbs
d e s c r i p t i o n | i n | w o r d s: Cattie does resemble a teenage girl on the outside; long, flippy hair; a habit of biting her lip; and beautiful peach-colored skin. Her eyes are unsettling; the murky green seems to slice right through to your soul, as if she was already reading your body language on how to kill you. Cattie is a pretty girl, otherwise.
Her wings are a creamy, smoky-black dappled color on the underside and a black color on the upperside. They're long for her age and tinted with a gold cream.

w i n g | s p a n: 15.7 feet

l i k e s: Creating weapons, helping out, Ramen Noodle Soup, war and fighting, winning an argument
d i s l i k e s: Being shunned, losing a fight, cold Ramen Noodle Soup, and peace treaties
h a t e s: Erasers, the School, and inedible Ramen Noodle Soup.

c r u s h: *Cough, cough* No one... *Averts eyes*
b o y f r i e n d / g i r l f r i e n d: Me? A boyfriend? Nevah.

r a n d o m | f a c t: She likes Ramen Noodle Soup when it basically burns flesh off. She also likes broccoli.

p o w e r: She can create weapons out of basically everything and anything.


e r a s e r

n a m e: Christopher Rachet Black
n i c k n a m e: Black
a g e: 17
g e n d e r: Male

r a n k: Head Hunter
p e r s o n a l i t y: Black isn't what most would expect. He isn't bloodthirsty, or full of revenge, or an extreme murderer, or focused on killing the flock. Instead, he's mostly a confident young man and the ability to grin anywhere at anything with anybody. He most likely would've been a respected man- if it wasn't for him being an Eraser, of course.
h i s t o r y: Black became an Eraser as he became more and more depressed. As soon as he made the decision, he sold himself to the School and trained as a Hunter. He hates to kill, and has never harmed anybody other than who he needs to. After a couple of years, he's learned that being able to transform into a wolf isn't all it turned out to be, and he wishes nothing more (secretly) than to be a part of the flock and fly.

h a i r | c o l o r: Dark Brown
e y e | c o l o r: Silver
h e i g h t: 6'5
w e i g h t: 156 lbs
d e s c r i p t i o n | i n | w o r d s: Black towers above most with thick, muscular arms and legs and short brown hair. He has an odd gaze, with it being silver and all.

f u r | c o l o r: Creamy brown

l i k e s: The thrill of the hunt, leading
d i s l i k e s: Killing, colds, cats
h a t e s: Touching the flock's wings, being kicked in the lower abdomen

c r u s h: You don't need to know
b o y f r i e n d / g i r l f r i e n d: If I had one, I wouldn't be standing here now.

r a n d o m | f a c t: He actually wishes to be a part of the flock most of the time.

[Storms in Rome]

Zacherile:
"Yea,she did,and I suppose I didn't..."I said,blushing."I've had to learn to watch what I say and do around her....And she'll be keeping that,for blackmail."It was true.She had enough blackmail for me to fill up a library.And,unfortunatly,she is gathering some from the others too.

[D0ctor Ducky]

Leilani:
I made a little -hmph- noise, and tilted my hands in one of those shrug things. "oh, blackmail. Well, thats alright. I'll get her back if she ever decides to play that." I said. I wondered how much longer we'd be flying, I wasn't sure of how much longer I could stay up. And besides, a conversationwas hard to have unless you were practically flying on top of the other. I smiled breifly at the blush, but covered it up with my straight face again.

[cloudling]

Charlotte Jamison || Leader || The Flock

Mood: Tired
Talking To: The Flock
Action: Setting up camp/Sleeping/Talking

Charlotte raised an eyebrow as she noticed Ariana's eyes were light blue and a bit steely. Watching her flutter down to the ground gracefully told her that Ari was okay, and just zoned out a bit. "Everyone! We're landing." she called over the wind and dived down to the small clearing, where Blayne and Ari both made way for her to dive a deadly fast speed and land perfectly unharmed. Brushing some dust off, she began to set up camp and put out several tents. Once everyone had landed, she said, "Okay. It's two girls to a tent and two boys to a tent. Let me go get some food." she said, before slipping into a nearby snack shack. Charlotte took as many things as her arms and hands could carry. She came back to the clearing with piles of canned soup and other snacks.

((@kellyc: Caroline can not have that many powerful powers, saying that would be unfair to others, and she is only nine. ^^" Sorry. But other than that, accepted and thanks for joining!))

((@Shawty: Aw...poor you. D: And of course forgiven. <3.))

[gizmo,]

(( Awh. Thank you whim<3 ))

t h e | f l o c k

n a m e: Ashlyna David (Duh-v-eee-d)
n i c k n a m e: "Everyone calls me Azrael, because of my charming personality."
Though Azrael is her nickname to many, few also call her Asha. She doesn’t allow many to, for it reminds her of her past. One does not have a death wish.
a g e: I am 17 years of age."
g e n d e r: "Girl...and no you cannot check."

r a n k: Fighter
p e r s o n a l i t y: Azrael is not someone you want to be around. She’s rude and sarcastic, and not in the nice way. She’s what you could say, feisty. Always having a comeback, something snarky no less, she is not one to be put down. She is very protective of those closest, and she isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. Having a rough past has made her heart cold, and her eyes hard. She’s not quick to judge, but she is never slacking in observation. Quite the observer, she absorbs everything she sees. Not one to miss a clue or slight movement, she is quick to tell if someone is lying. She is always nice to have around, for many reasons.
h i s t o r y: Azrael has had a long, dreadful past, one that brings up horrid memories. No one has heard the tale, and if they ever do, take a picture because that is very rare. (WIP to be honest…xD)

h a i r | c o l o r: Brunette, with a little brownish-red streaked in it.
e y e | c o l o r: A chocolate brown
h e i g h t: 5'5
w e i g h t: 120 lbs.
d e s c r i p t i o n | i n | w o r d s: Azrael is a petite girl, with a natural tan. Her hair falls in curls, brunette, with a little light brown streaked in. Many have told her that she has the curves every girl could want, very symmetrical with almost a pristine physique.

w i n g | s p a n: 15 feet

l i k e s: Azrael does not like many things, but what she does enjoy, is very special to her. She loves to be around those closest, known as the flock. She enjoys flying by herself, high in the sky where she is just a speck in the afternoon light. Company annoys her, though she isn’t one to complain.
d i s l i k e s: The Erasers, and everybody else who wants her and her flock dead, obviously. The un-obvious, though, would be large crowds and people who complain.
h a t e s: Loud, rude, obnoxious people, and everyone who is after the flock

c r u s h: "a! You make me laugh."
b o y f r i e n d / g i r l f r i e n d: :Bah. You're joking, yes?"

r a n d o m | f a c t: Azrael is…you could say, the “model type”, though she couldn’t careless. She doesn’t care what others think, nor will she ever. She will never admit it, but honestly, Azrael has never felt love. She has no idea what it is, nor does she believe in it.

p o w e r: Azrael can control the elements, to an extent. The one she can control the most, and the one she likes the most, is fire. She can do small things with wind and water, but it's mostly earth and fire that her main powers consist of.

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t h e | f l o c k

n a m e: Reiland Charles Johnson
n i c k n a m e: Ryder
a g e: 18
g e n d e r: Guy...

r a n k: Apprentice Fighter
p e r s o n a l i t y: Ryder is the arrogant jerk everyone loves. He is always quick to flirt, no matter who you are, and he doesn’t care if he gets insulted. Though, underneath that hard exterior is a sweet boy who is quite the romantic. No one has seen this side, except his good friend Kezi. Growing up with the younger girl, they are just about best friends. Kezi knows him best.
Despite coming off as a jerk, he can be caring and sweet. He thinks about others, though he never shows that he’s thinking about others’ feelings besides his own. Deep down, underneath all the lies, is a boy who just wants to be loved. He’s tired of pretending; he just wants to have an adventure, and let go. See, that’s the person he is: adventurous, funny, sarcastic. You just have to get past the hard exterior.
h i s t o r y: WIP

h a i r | c o l o r: A dirty blonde color, slightly wavy but not too long.
e y e | c o l o r: Ryder has sea blue eyes, ones that are always on fire.
h e i g h t: 5’10
w e i g h t: 180 lbs.
d e s c r i p t i o n | i n | w o r d s: Ryder is very fit and, sculpted, you could say. As was mentioned, he can be quite arrogant, so he likes to stay in shape. He has dirty blonde hair, not too long and not too short, that matches his tan skin. He has sea blue eyes, a bright contrast to his tan skin.

w i n g | s p a n: 17 feet

l i k e s: Ryder likes, well, girls. He never goes too far, since he is a gentleman. He likes flying for long periods of times, at night of course. He loves being around people, for he is a people person, always pleasing.
d i s l i k e s: Ryder dislikes small enclosed spaces, such as cages. He hates Erasers, of course, and others who wish to cause the flock harm.
h a t e s: Others who wish to cause the flock harm, of course!

c r u s h: xXx
b o y f r i e n d / g i r l f r i e n d: xXx

r a n d o m | f a c t: Ryder has a lot of scars, though he doesn’t like to talk about them.
He is always cracking jokes, making others laugh, for that he is very dependable for.

p o w e r: Ryder can move things with his mind. Telekinesis to be exact.

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t h e | f l o c k

n a m e: Katarina Celeste Udinov
n i c k n a m e: Kezi
a g e: 17 years of age
g e n d e r: “I am a girl. Yes I am sure.”

r a n k: Second in Command?
p e r s o n a l i t y: Kezi is the one with the wise eye in any situation. She observes anything she sees, taking in her surroundings and absorbing them like a sponge. This commonly takes others off guard, for she will ramble off with something nobody noticed. But, there is a catch, Kezi doesn't talk. She hates attention, or anything that has to do with it. Yes, she is wise and helpful, though she sticks to herself, a little smart girl who doesn't like to trust. As said, Kezi doesn't trust other people with any of her - examples being as how she doesn't talk, how she keeps even the most important of things to herself - but if you manage to break into her heart, she is fun loving and wild. She will take risks and adventures, revealing an amazing friend - and a best one, at that. Now, don't underestimate Kezi. She may be the deep, dark, and silent type, but she knows how to make herself heard, and make herself heard she does.
h i s t o r y: WIP

h a i r | c o l o r: Kezi has dark hair, black almost, that falls in curls past her shoulders. It naturally curls on its own, already full of volume and length. Her hair is a girls’ dream.
e y e | c o l o r: Her eyes, a bright contrast to her black hair and tan skin, are a bright electric green.
h e i g h t: 5’5
w e i g h t: 115 lbs.
d e s c r i p t i o n | i n | w o r d s: Kezi, not exactly large, but not exactly scrawny either. She is a perfect mix, right between. Her skin is a bronze color, a dark contrast to her black hair and green eyes. Many have said she is quite curvy, though she is definitely not one to flaunt it. Not quite the flirt like her friend Azrael, she isn’t exactly ignorant either. Her electric eyes show nothing of what she feels, but rather, what she wants others to think she’s feeling. Quite the manipulator.

w i n g | s p a n: 14 feet

l i k e s: Kezi, a rather positive person, likes many things. If she had to be described in two words, it would fun-loving, yes that’s one word, and adventurous. It would take too long to sum up this enjoyable girl. She knows how to take charge when needed. She loves to fly, though who doesn’t, and loves to be sarcastic as well.
d i s l i k e s: Kezi does not dislike many things, though there are those few. She doesn’t like being underestimated or ignored; she doesn’t put up with disrespect either.
h a t e s: She hates what all others do: the Erasers and whoever else is after them.

c r u s h: xXx
b o y f r i e n d / g i r l f r i e n d: xXx

r a n d o m | f a c t: Kezi may look vulnerable and naïve, but don’t be fooled. When pushed too far, she can be feisty and cruel. Few have seen her bad side, and almost none have lived to tell the tale.

p o w e r: Though she hates to admit it, Kezi can control others’ minds.

[cloudling]

((@ShawtyChick: Accepted. But for Ryder, his power is already taken. Mmm...I think I should make a list that shows all the powers taken...Okay. Same with Katarina...I think. Let me double check and get back to you.

EDIT: Eh, this is embarrassing, but all of your character's powers are taken. ^^"" Also, Ryder can't be an Apprentice fighter, because he is 18, and Apprentice Fighters are for kids 12 and lower. Sorry I'm being picky.))

[gizmo,]

(( Can you not repeat powers? ))