|Captured Creatures|Semi-Lit+ to Literate|Accepting|

[Dafna]

Looking down at the ground like it was the most interesting thing in the world for a few minutes Daniel’s ears pricked a little when he heard a chuckle. Slowly looking up for a few seconds to see that Aasiyah had her hand out for him to offer, he knew that it might have been rude if he slapped it away or if he didn’t take it. But in the end he didn’t take it, the boy’s stubbornness to do things on his own kicking in.

Moving his hands to either side of him he paused as he listened to what she was saying to him. It sparked his curiosity when she said she had saved their lives to many times in today alone. What did that mean? Was someone wanting to get rid of them, kill them? It only seemed to confuse him and make him even more angry than he had been a mere hour ago. Slowly he could feel his hands all the way to his elbow heating up, it wasn’t very good but his temper would sometimes get the better of him. Gulping a little he pushed himself up off the ground running a hand through his hair to get any dirt out of it before he turned and looked at Aasiyah. “What do you mean by that ‘saved your lives too many times in today alone’?” Daniel asked slightly curious. Before smiling and laughing a little when she said that Freak got his name from her. “Nice name to call someone who hides behind a mask, unfortunately we don’t all know him like you know him.” Daniel whispered a small smirk on his face. “I bet he thinks of you more of something else rather than a sister or a friend” He continued winking at her when he said it so he could get his point across. But that was when the thought struck him, hurt her = hurt Freak. But he couldn’t hurt her physically so he’d have to do it some other how, mentally maybe? Emotionally?

Glancing up from his thought to look at her he shrugged “I can stop Freak without learning any history if I wanted to, don’t you realise that if I touch anything that can catch fire I could essentially burn anything. Even if I saw my family again what would happen if I suddenly started to emit fire from me? There was a while when I thought Freak was awesome, long time ago. Now I just want to hurt him by any means necessary. By hurting someone you don’t actually have to go directly for them you could get the one’s their close to first” Daniel whispered stepping closer to her.

[lynettetan1]

||Creature||

"They looked perfectly normal. Eyes and ears exactly where they should be. But inside, they were not normal. The blood of the gifted ran through their veins."

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{|Personal Information|}

Username: lynettetan1
Name: Lissa, though her draconic name is Shayde.
Nicknames: Well, anything, really.
Gender: female
Age: 17
Ability:

Shayde can shapeshift into a dragon that has control over dark electricity instead of fire. Her dragon form has scales that are the blackest of black, and blood red eyes. She has a long, serpentine body, and large imposing wings. Her limbs are long and willowy, but can tense up in a moment. But the most intriguing thing would be her tail. Long and whiplike, it is twice the length of her. Spikes decorate the line of her backbone, from her neck to the tip of her tail. This dragon is like no other, as it has some specialties.
Black electricity- a lot like normal electricity, but it is black, and very... shocking. She can also read minds and movements, but she cant control them. The brain sends electronic somethings to the body when it thinks and moves, and she reads those, so she knows your tail will move to the right before it really does. She has this even in her human form.
Reflective scales- Her scales are strong, against normal things and magical things. That is not to say that you cant cast a spell on her, but if you do, you will have to use up two times your usual effort to mess with people's minds to have an effect on her. (Basically messing with her mind, lifting her telekinetically, making her see things etc. Like if you use up, lets say 10 percent of your power to cast an illusion on a normal person, the same thing on her, would drain 20 percent of your power.) Other then that, they are the usual hardness of dragons,bullets bounce of, but they are weak before the customary silver, though fire also scares her quite a bit. It is present in her human form, though it's effectiveness is cut by half, so you would just need a little more effort then usual.
Whip-like tail-She uses it as a whip. yeah.Most definitely not present in her human form.
Heightened senses- Yeah, dont think I need to explain this... She isnt exactly sure how heightened it is, but she will complain if the person across the room farts, if that helps. Present in her human form, though heightened even further in her dragon form.
The gift of tongues- She can talk to just about anything, as her words resound in their head, and they respond in kind. Not in her human form. In her human form, she speaks english. Thats it.

{|What You See|}

Hair Color: Her hair is a pretty brown colour.
Eye Color: They are hazel.
Height: 156 cm.
Weight: 38 kg
Skin Type: fair.
Body Type: Lissa is short, but thin and wirey, her limbs making her seem taller then she really is. She is thin and fragile looking, but underestimate her and prepare to get a thousand volts sent down your entire being.
Body Modifications or Scars:

"Nope. Well, there is a scar on my left wrist, caused by some idiot running around throwing silver darts at people. I mean, who does that?!" (note: she was in her dragon form at that time.)

{The Inside of Me}

Personality: Lissa is a very friendly and warmhearted girl, but be with her enough, and you will realise she is quite dark. SHe is very instinctual due to what she can become, and sometimes shouts in draconian when she gets angry. She does not have a good grasp of her power, and thus sometimes only realises she changed when police people started surrounding her. She has a rather sunny personality, but she can be dark. Due to her instinctual self, she is very intuitive, and acts like an animal sometimes when something intriuging pops up. She is rather childish though, and loves being in her dragon form.
History: Lissa was a very pampered girl, living with a rather rich family with maids and all. Her parents were both big shots, and they had hoped that she would take over their company. SHe had the smarts, but she just did not want to. Being cooped up in somewhere sitting and growing old behind a desk was not something she wanted to be, and Lissa knew it. She knew from young she was different, the way she could smell things others couldnt, the way that she knew when to run, when to hop, and how the forest next to her house called out to her enticingly, while her father and mother were scared of it.

One day, it happened. She was in kindergarden, and she got pissed with this boy in her school, as she got teased by him all the time. Her mother told her to ignore it, but Lissa was a very fragile girl to break at that time, being pampered all her life, and she just broke down and started crying, which made them tease her more. She was devastated, but something in her heart told her to fight back, to snap at him, to bite him, to retaliate. And so she did. That was the first time she changed, but not the last. Her parents desperately searched for psychiatrists, doctors, anything to cure their child. But Lissa didnt think it a sickness, she regarded it a blessing. That was, till that day.

One day, her parents contacted an orphanage. Lissa did have a brother, so they would get rid of the abnormality tarnishing their name once and for all. Lissa heard though, and was angered beyond belief. Not at her parents, but at the fact that her parents did not understand. She shouted at them and left in a huff in her dragon form, and undoubtedly aroused a lot of panic. Police people came, and someone managed to shoot a silver tranquilizer dart into her left wrist, and she fell, unconscious.

She would come to in Freak's cage, unknowing of where she was. (aka: She just got put in a cage, when she wakes up, it will be her first day there.)
Likes:
• raw Meat/ food in general
• Nice people
• Sleep
Dislikes:
• Mean people
• Death
• boring things like politics. (though she does understand it.)
Strengths:
• As a dragon, her raw strength is huge.
• She is very trusting and loyal, which can also be a bad thing.
• She is optimistic about things
Weaknesses:
• Shes a little... crazy... if thats what you call it.
• She is very, very, childish.
• She has absolutely no control over her power, and usually gets stuck in one form till something triggers a change into another.

{Other}

Got the picture from flickr, think it was allowed.

Anything I've Forgotten:

Not really.

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"Freak had captured them. Locked them up in cages. Put them through powerful tests and exercises each day. He had given them no knowledge of where they were or why they were here."

||Creature||

[SabrinaB]

||Creature||

"They looked perfectly normal. Eyes and ears exactly where they should be. But inside, they were not normal. The blood of the gifted ran through their veins."

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{|Personal Information|}

Username: SabjeBammie
Name: Varias
Nicknames: None
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Ability: He can change reality. For example: You see your enamies and you try to kill them. When they are dead, it turns out they were your friends...

{|What You See|}

Hair Color: Brown/red with blonde/yellow highlights. It is his real color, he never dyes it.
Eye Color: Orange/brown
Height: 1.87 meters
Weight: 77 kilos
Skin Type: Normal
Body Type: Avarage
Body Modifications or Scars: He has some scars on his arms and chest, a big one on his back.

[b]{The Inside of Me}

Personality: He is very friendly to his friends, he would do everything to help them. To his enamies he can be a big threat. He can be very rude if he wants to and fearless. He is reckless, but consideres his options before he acts, even when it turns out wrong. He enjoys being alone and likes the silence, but he also likes to be around friends or to make trouble.
He cares a lot for his friends. In the past his best friend burned down the office of the school headmaster, and Varias said he did it, that his friend was innocent. He got kicked out of school, but he felt fine with it. His friend could have a normal future, that is all that matters. He can't stand it if someone lies to him. Sometimes he hears voices from his past, things that really sticked to him. His mother once told him she wished he was never born, and he can still hear that like she is really saying that. He can start yelling at someone, even when they don't say anything.
History: He always tries to mess with people. Make them run away for a killing dog while there is none, for example. He had been to 5 schools in one year. He skipped school a lot, or just annoyed the teachers. He knew he was diffrent, he never had many friends. His best friend died in a car accident. From that moment Varias became a really big trouble maker. From small jokes (like locking someone up inside his office) he went to really big things... He started using his power to manipulate people he didn't like.
From the moment he met Freak, he hated him. He was so cruel, sometimes. He had to admit, some ideas he has were... interesting... But also scary. If Freak was a little less cruel or dangerous, he might like him as a friend...
Likes:
• Silence
• Making trouble
• Messing with peoples realities
Dislikes:
• FREAK
• Being locked up
• Pain
Strengths:
• Manipulating people
• Think very fast
• Acting
Weaknesses:
• Loud noices
• Fire
• He has anger issues

{Other}

Anything I've Forgotten:

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"Freak had captured them. Locked them up in cages. Put them through powerful tests and exercises each day. He had given them no knowledge of where they were or why they were here."

||Creature||

[Annwyn]

{{Sorry it took me forever to do my post, I've had computer problems ^^; It's kinda crappy and rushed, but I didn't know where to start at this point lol.}}

.<< Anastesia >>.

|Interactions;
|-None
|location;
|-Heading to the garden
|physical condition;
|-Sluggish, but healthy
|mood;
|-Pissed; Very sleepy
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Anastesia had been sleeping almost the entire day, and probably a little more. Her anemia was pretty harsh this time of year, Freak demanded more, and when she gave more... She would need blood and almost 2 days of rest. Anastesia was woken up by the sound of her cage door opening, and followed the group outside, still half-asleep. She covered her eyes as she began to step outside and almost hissed at the rays of sunshine. Good god, that's bright!! She almost yelled the words outloud, the transition from a dim barely-lit holding room to strking rays of sunlight was almost more than her sapphire eyes could handle. Anastesia tried in vain to rub and blink away the pain and colorful spots assaulting her vision, the lack of vision almost making her knock into a few people she neither knew nor cared to know. The only thing she really cared to avoid were the flowers. They were really the brightest spots {other than the raging ball of flame called the sun} in her life; on this little plot of grass where she would normally have nothing to do but wait to go back inside and sleep were these gorgeous flowers. Even as she walked by, she could smell each flower as it bent in the little brezzes that you normally wouldn't notice. They were all so different from the flowers she'd seen in other places; Austrlia, Japan, Western America, Canada- none of them had these flowers. They were special. Just like herself, along with all the other so-called monstrocities in this God forsaken place.

"Freak, I trusted you at first, but now I'm...just a pawn to you? What happened...?" she mummbled to herself. Her head was down now so the sun couldn't get at her eyes, making her blue hair fall over her shoulder and across her face. I went every which way when the wind blew, making it a total mess of uneven crap. But she made no effort to fix it, "wind blown" is supposed to be a popular hairstyle. She smirked, "For people who don't know what 'windblown' really looks like, maybe." she said outloud, a slight chuckle in her quiet voice. As she got closer to the point where she would've made a complete lap around the garden, Anastesia saw- Daniel, wasn't it?- talking with Aasiyah. But that look he was giving her...she didn't like it at all. Anastesia stopped where she was and simply watched them. If he tried to hurt her {which he definately could}, she would step in. Aasiyah was Freak's pet, sure, but she had never hurt anyone. She could atleast see why the girl loved Freak; she'd been there too as far as that emotion went. She had no idea what Daniel was thinking of doing to her, whether it's malicious or he's just trying to be intimidating, but for now she would just have to watch and wait. And that was grating on her nerves worse than anything else at the moment.

[Moved </3 D:]

||Creature||

"They looked perfectly normal. Eyes and ears exactly where they should be. But inside, they were not normal. The blood of the gifted ran through their veins."

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{|Personal Information|}

Username:
Sparrow <3
Name:
Soren Vance Jones
Nicknames:
None
Gender:
Male
Age:
16
Ability:
Soren is a shapeshifter with only one form. A black Irish Wolfhound. He can move easily between his animal form and human form. He can also phase partway into wolfhound form, which means he can have a tail, ears, paws, or even head of his animal form whenever he pleases.

{|What You See|}

Hair Color:
Black. When he was little, he always kept it short and cropped closely to his ears. But as he got older and eventually became more reckless, he let it grow. Now it's longer, and spikes naturally.
Eye Color:
Green. His mother's eyes were green. Or so he was told.
Height:
About 5'7". His parents were never tall, and he suspects that he won't get much taller, if grow at all as he get's older.
Weight:
About 120 pounds
Skin Type:
Caucasion
Body Type:
Soren isn't very tall, but he's thin. He's fairly well muscled , but he's not very strong.
Body Modifications or Scars:
Various scars from miscellaneous activites have left him fairly well battered. He has a long, jagged scar down the side of his left leg from falling onto a glass vase and breaking it.

{The Inside of Me}

Personality:
Soren is incredibly curious, ambitious, and outspoken. He's a little hotheaded, and has a bit of a temper when provoked. From his early years, he had always been a little too nosy and into things that he shouldn't. He was always seculded as a child, and therefore didn't fully know how to act around children his own age. He had always been smaller and more different from other kids, so he was seperated from them quickly. Soren is still slightly socially awkward, but has a broad sense of humor. He loves jokes, making other people laugh, and laughing in general. Also, when he believes in something, he believes in it with all of his heart. He's hard to sway when he has his mind set on something. Though he has never had many friends, he is one of the best you could ever have. He's incredibly loyal, and would willingly give up his life in a heartbeat to save people close to him. He can be a flirt around girls, but is typically not. He will fight for what he believes in until his dying breath, and loves to share his opinion.
History:
Soren's parents were young, reckless, and carefree. Mariee Jones and Gregory Jones. As soon as they're young son was born, they put him up for adoption, and disappeared out of his life entirely. From a very young age, Soren was always very different from the young kids. In result, he wasn't adopted, and was mostly ignored. From the age to 1 to 6, he hardly made contact with children his age, and many adults refused to take care of him. When he was 7, he was moved to an Orphanage, and was deemed 'unadoptable'. Though they caretakers at this new place tried hard, they couldn't seem to pin what it was that made Soren so strange and different from the rest. When he was at the age of 5, Soren discovered his power. He was incredibly thrilled, but also scared. He was confused that not everyone his age was able to do the same thing. As he got older, he was able to control his shapeshifting ability with ease, and understood that this alone made him very different from everyone else. He had always been pleased that he wasn't like everyone else. At the age of 12, he was caught in the act of shapeshifting by a group of older boys that resided at the Orphanage. They were bigger, stronger, and incredibly stupid. They didn't understand how Soren was able to do this, and were terrified of him. They're fear provoked them to attack him, and he was badly beaten by them. As soon as he recovered, he decided to leave. Packing what little possescions he had, he disappeared into an August night. Soren stole, hunted, and begged for survival, and continued to move west. For a year, he survived, and even thrived in this new way of living. And then he met Freak. At first, the man to him seemed quite normal. He was intrigued by him, and kept close by him throughout the day. He was caught shapeshifting, and captured. He's been with Freak and his workers for 3 years.
Likes:
• Openspaces
• Laughing
• Nature
Dislikes:
• Freak
• Being locked up
• Fighting
Strengths:
• Using his Power
• Pushing through pain
• He's very intelligent
Weaknesses:
• He has a bit of a temper
• Soren's a little awkard around other people
• He is terrified of large bodies of water

{Other}

Anything I've Forgotten:

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"Freak had captured them. Locked them up in cages. Put them through powerful tests and exercises each day. He had given them no knowledge of where they were or why they were here."

||Creature||

[-Starchild.Keith-]

~Danika~

As Aasiyah garbbed her arm, she struggled away, protesting loudly. Suddenly, she found Daniel beside her, both of them on their knees. She did nothing except growl and shoot daggers up at the girl. She allowed herself to be moved outside, but once there she exploded. She grabbed the front of Aasiyah's shirt and narrowed her eyes dangerously. The eyepatch sort of lessened the effect, but not by much. She bared her teeth as she spoke. "Listen to me, girl. I am not going to attack you because you haven't wronged me yet. I wasn't going to attack Freak either. I truly just wanted to get his opinion on things. I WILL talk to him alone, and soon, whether you like it or not. I CAN incapacitate you, and you know it. Which is why you took the chance first." She let go of Aasiyah's shirt and pushed her back a bit. With that, she shifted comletely and took to the air, circling overhead to calm herself a bit.

[Aniki]

Looking down at the ground like it was the most interesting thing in the world for a few minutes Daniel’s ears pricked a little when he heard a chuckle. Slowly looking up for a few seconds to see that Aasiyah had her hand out for him to offer, he knew that it might have been rude if he slapped it away or if he didn’t take it. But in the end he didn’t take it, the boy’s stubbornness to do things on his own kicking in.

Moving his hands to either side of him he paused as he listened to what she was saying to him. It sparked his curiosity when she said she had saved their lives to many times in today alone. What did that mean? Was someone wanting to get rid of them, kill them? It only seemed to confuse him and make him even more angry than he had been a mere hour ago. Slowly he could feel his hands all the way to his elbow heating up, it wasn’t very good but his temper would sometimes get the better of him. Gulping a little he pushed himself up off the ground running a hand through his hair to get any dirt out of it before he turned and looked at Aasiyah. “What do you mean by that ‘saved your lives too many times in today alone’?” Daniel asked slightly curious. Before smiling and laughing a little when she said that Freak got his name from her. “Nice name to call someone who hides behind a mask, unfortunately we don’t all know him like you know him.” Daniel whispered a small smirk on his face. “I bet he thinks of you more of something else rather than a sister or a friend” He continued winking at her when he said it so he could get his point across. But that was when the thought struck him, hurt her = hurt Freak. But he couldn’t hurt her physically so he’d have to do it some other how, mentally maybe? Emotionally?

Glancing up from his thought to look at her he shrugged “I can stop Freak without learning any history if I wanted to, don’t you realise that if I touch anything that can catch fire I could essentially burn anything. Even if I saw my family again what would happen if I suddenly started to emit fire from me? There was a while when I thought Freak was awesome, long time ago. Now I just want to hurt him by any means necessary. By hurting someone you don’t actually have to go directly for them you could get the one’s their close to first” Daniel whispered stepping closer to her.

Aasiyah Sari Valeska || Worker

The boy’s words sent shivers down her spine. She knew he finally put the pieces together. She was one of the keys to destroying Freak. Watching him and Danika in silence, she listened to their threats. Without thinking twice she kept her eyes locked on Daniel.
“Do it.”
Her voice echoed throughout the ward and the outside area. Some of the creatures stopped and turned their way.
“Hurt me. Do it.”
She challenged Daniel; knowing full well she was playing with fire.

[Dafna]

Watching Aasiyah carefully he glanced around their surrounds to see that some people were actually coming to watch them. It only made him wonder if they were here to help them or to do something else, probably go run to Freak when they had the chance to. Biting his lip he looked at Aasiyah as she said the first two words. Do it.

At those words Daniel froze really it only made him think about it of course if he actually did it, actually touch her he could get punished but that was at the back of his mind. If he could somehow make sure that it wasn’t to hard then maybe that way he might not get into that much trouble . During his thoughts of discussing whether or not he should do something like that he heard her talk again. Looking up at her he raised an eyebrow at her wondering if she was joking or not, thinking about it he knew that it would be a good way to tell if she was actually one of Freaks weaknesses. The mind of the good and the bad seemed to roll through Daniels head before he looked down at his hand, concentrating on it he made the large flames dissolve into small tiny ones. It barely looked that his arm was fire any more but if he touched her he didn’t want her going on fire. Biting his lip he looked back at her “You asked for it, “ Daniel whispered softly, the back of his mind was screaming at him to stop, telling him it was a bad idea but his stubbornness had gotten ahead of him. Reaching out with his hand he touched her on the upper arm. Letting his hand wrap around her arm so she could feel the small flames on his hand.

Daniel of course had dared to touch her but now he wasn’t thinking it was the best idea in the world especially with her being close to Freak. Waiting for a few minutes for her to take the full effect of the small flames he let go not wanting to cause any permanent damage to her.

[Aniki]

Aasiyah Sari Valeska || Worker

The whole time she kept her eyes locked on Daniel’s. She felt the burn. It started slow, creeping slowly up her arm. At first there was no pain, but it too slowly crept up on her. She was surprised as Daniel pulled away from her. The look in his eyes resembled something close to regret or sadness.
Breaking away from his eyes, Aasiyah looked down at her out stretched arm. A perfect handprint was left around her wrist. The fire was long gone and the burn looked minor. Her thoughts raced through her head.
He actually did it… Confusion clouded her mind as she looked back to the boy. A small, hesitant smile broke from her blank face. Her eyes once again found his.
It actually hurts… Strange…
Aasiyah moved to touch her arm, but decided it wouldn’t be the proper thing to do.
“It hurts…” Confusion laced words slipped from her lips as she looked at her arm more carefully. She thought she could no longer feel physical pain. She was wrong.

[Dafna]

He didn’t want to do it anymore in all honestly sometimes he felt like he was going to give up an that wasn’t the best of it. Shaking his head a little he looked back towards Aasiyah a little curious about what she would really do now.

His eyes seemed to follow him to her arm before coming to a halt as he spotted the burn that she had. His doing, he couldn’t really touch anyone without something like that happening but he tried to keep the flames to a minimal since she was still alive and somewhat important. Watching her for a few minute he couldn’t help but wonder why he had even let her do that in the first place. She seemed somewhat confused about him and that only made him frown a little as to why she was confused. What confused him was when he saw her smile and look him in the eyes. “It’s meant to hurt it’s fire, didn’t you ever learn not to play with fire?” Daniel asked after a second staring at her curiously before looking down. Couldn’t he just be quiet and do what he was told? No because that just wasn’t Daniel. “You better get some water on that before it takes longer to heal” He muttered looking at Aasiyah with no emotion on his face.

The only thought he had right now was if Freak would find out or not but he knew that it would be a little funny to watch Freak if he saw what he had done to his precious Aasiyah. If Freak wanted the same done to him he would make sure his flames her much larger than they were when he had grabbed Aasiyah.