Post by *Adriane Starr* on Jun 16, 2007 10:40:26 GMT -5
Name: Adriane Starr
Age: 13 (At times she acts much older)
Appearance: Adriane’s Black hair cascades over her eyes at times, mostly brushed to the side. Her eyes are green, but at times you could swear they were red. Especially when she’s angry. Her clothing consists of black tank tops or Tee shirts. Her legs are usually covered by long jeans, having holes and rips basically everywhere. One tattoo on her arm marks her. It is two black bands wrapping around her upper arm. Her feet are usually bare, but do get covered once in a while. Her shoes are sneakers, the sole flat. Her wings are red, and have a great wingspan of 13 feet.She looks like a punk hunter is what most say about her. True, but if she gets a new wardrobe she could be extremely gorgeous. Actually, she looks gorgeous either way.
Flock: The Generation Flock
Gender: Female
Alliance: Generation Flock…DUH
Flock: Lightning. She can't control the weather, but she can make lightning bolts bolt out of nowhere. She can't always do it, and it works best if it's already raining. At times, since che hasn't quite mastered it, when she gets EXTREMELY mad, it begins and can't stop till she calms down.
Personality: Sneaky.
She could fit through anything without making a sound.
Night.
Her favorite place is wherever during the night. The stars, the moon.
Flexible.
She slides right through things like and octopus. (Good thing her wings are retractable)
Her nerves are very easy to be vanished. When someone is on her last nerve, its best to not be. Unless you want to be beat to a bloody pulp. Then, be my guest. Or her guest, I guess. She’s usually nice, but then again, sometimes she has to put on her warrior face. Brave and fierce is as it goes. She can face anything and she’s not afraid to fly. (Expression, not literally. Thought she’s not.) If you hurt her, you’ll either end up getting the silent treatment (cold shoulder), a nice fist in your gut, or you’ll make her fly away, then do both. Her heart soars when she fly’s (not literally) . It is indeed, the only escape for her. Her only way of leaving it all behind.
RP example:
Black, black and yellow was all Adriane saw. All she could see. That was partially good, as no one could see her. That was good because she was wearing something a bit revealing. She wouldn’t have worn it but it was the only straight black thing she had. All the rest was gray or navy blue or something. She was wearing a bikini top that was a bit small for her, and a pair of black sweat pants. But bad, she couldn’t see where she was going. She walked underneath the window frames, her bag clanging lightly on her side. When she was past the tents she walked to the trunk of a tree and sat down. She pulled her bag off and opened the flap. Out she pulled her apple laptop, and turned it on. After it went to the main screen she started to click on her pictures. But a sound stopped her. A familiar sound. She looked up to see him, Daniel, standing there. She tossed her laptop aside gently and stood up disgusted. What was he even doing here? He shouldn’t be here, I thought I disposed of him. She looked him in the eye and said, “ What are you doing here?” Daniel was a FBI agent that was searching for people like her. She had met him last month, and thought she scared him off by acting like a maniac. Apparently he wasn’t scared.
“Searching for people like you.” He replied. Adriane’s eyes started to cloud over, as they do when she gets extremely mad. Her hands rose up slowly, and anyone who was watching would’ve thought she was one. Though she had barely any friends here, she had to protect them, by making him disappear. Forever.
That is just something I had written up for others.
Other: Nicknames- Ri, Jamie
Pet- One cat named Pepper. The cat looks like a black cat spotted with visible pepper.on his left front paw is a tiny sock, looking excactly like salami
Picture-
History:Yeah, since she's the next generation of the origional flock with Angel, Fang, Iggy, Gazzy, Nudge, and Max, I wasn't quite sure what to put here.
Family:…
Age: 13 (At times she acts much older)
Appearance: Adriane’s Black hair cascades over her eyes at times, mostly brushed to the side. Her eyes are green, but at times you could swear they were red. Especially when she’s angry. Her clothing consists of black tank tops or Tee shirts. Her legs are usually covered by long jeans, having holes and rips basically everywhere. One tattoo on her arm marks her. It is two black bands wrapping around her upper arm. Her feet are usually bare, but do get covered once in a while. Her shoes are sneakers, the sole flat. Her wings are red, and have a great wingspan of 13 feet.She looks like a punk hunter is what most say about her. True, but if she gets a new wardrobe she could be extremely gorgeous. Actually, she looks gorgeous either way.
Flock: The Generation Flock
Gender: Female
Alliance: Generation Flock…DUH
Flock: Lightning. She can't control the weather, but she can make lightning bolts bolt out of nowhere. She can't always do it, and it works best if it's already raining. At times, since che hasn't quite mastered it, when she gets EXTREMELY mad, it begins and can't stop till she calms down.
Personality: Sneaky.
She could fit through anything without making a sound.
Night.
Her favorite place is wherever during the night. The stars, the moon.
Flexible.
She slides right through things like and octopus. (Good thing her wings are retractable)
Her nerves are very easy to be vanished. When someone is on her last nerve, its best to not be. Unless you want to be beat to a bloody pulp. Then, be my guest. Or her guest, I guess. She’s usually nice, but then again, sometimes she has to put on her warrior face. Brave and fierce is as it goes. She can face anything and she’s not afraid to fly. (Expression, not literally. Thought she’s not.) If you hurt her, you’ll either end up getting the silent treatment (cold shoulder), a nice fist in your gut, or you’ll make her fly away, then do both. Her heart soars when she fly’s (not literally) . It is indeed, the only escape for her. Her only way of leaving it all behind.
RP example:
Black, black and yellow was all Adriane saw. All she could see. That was partially good, as no one could see her. That was good because she was wearing something a bit revealing. She wouldn’t have worn it but it was the only straight black thing she had. All the rest was gray or navy blue or something. She was wearing a bikini top that was a bit small for her, and a pair of black sweat pants. But bad, she couldn’t see where she was going. She walked underneath the window frames, her bag clanging lightly on her side. When she was past the tents she walked to the trunk of a tree and sat down. She pulled her bag off and opened the flap. Out she pulled her apple laptop, and turned it on. After it went to the main screen she started to click on her pictures. But a sound stopped her. A familiar sound. She looked up to see him, Daniel, standing there. She tossed her laptop aside gently and stood up disgusted. What was he even doing here? He shouldn’t be here, I thought I disposed of him. She looked him in the eye and said, “ What are you doing here?” Daniel was a FBI agent that was searching for people like her. She had met him last month, and thought she scared him off by acting like a maniac. Apparently he wasn’t scared.
“Searching for people like you.” He replied. Adriane’s eyes started to cloud over, as they do when she gets extremely mad. Her hands rose up slowly, and anyone who was watching would’ve thought she was one. Though she had barely any friends here, she had to protect them, by making him disappear. Forever.
That is just something I had written up for others.
Other: Nicknames- Ri, Jamie
Pet- One cat named Pepper. The cat looks like a black cat spotted with visible pepper.on his left front paw is a tiny sock, looking excactly like salami
Picture-
History:Yeah, since she's the next generation of the origional flock with Angel, Fang, Iggy, Gazzy, Nudge, and Max, I wasn't quite sure what to put here.
Family:…
