Is T H I S what you call us? {rp thread; sign-ups inside} Angel Experiments?!

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    Journey Alexandra Simmons
    16
    Female
    Journey felt her purple hair whipping through the wind as she rushed through the air. She looked behind her, to see the Lab shrinking behind her. She had escaped, but didn't know what she would do now. She felt like she should have gotten some kind of information on herself and the other mutants from the room she knew was there and even passed on her way out. However, the only thing on her mind at the time, had been escaping the horrible place. It was too late to go back, anyways. She was far from the Lab, and high up in the air. She stopped for a while and just hung in the air for a moment, looking around at the world. She'd only seen simulations of the outside world. They underestimated the beauty of it, especially slightly above the clouds.

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    Fly Like a bird

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    Out of Character:

    In Character:

    [size=16pt]. Scarlett | Kathleen | Compton .
    17| Female
    [color=white][size=18]Scarlett put her hair into a ponytail as she ran to escape. She wasn't sure where everyone else was, but she needed to get out. Once she exited the building, she ran as fast as her two legs could carry her. She wasn't going to use her wings,for the fear of being exposed. As she ran, she looked back to see that she was getting farther and farther away from the lab. She thought to her self as she ran,'I wonder if the others have gotten out. Think Scar. What do you do?' She was given the nickname Scar, not because of her name but the scar of her left eye. She remembered when she hit the corner of one of the lab tables.



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    [color=white][size=24]Love yourself before others
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    William leaped into the air unfurling his Wings, they were 15 ft across, Black with grey speckles turning to white at the end, looks like snow on the tips and bottom, he beat his wings powerfully and soared upwards.




    I look back and smirk. The lab was behind me and my flock, close behind. I searched for an area to open my wings and leap into the air. I spread my 15 foot wingspan out and leapt harshly into the air. I see Wolf, Scar, and Oddy running away from the lab. I search for Fang and wait for him.

    William (meh his nicknames gonna be spike) watched everyone from the air he spat at the lab watching his spit fall thousands of feet down


    Journey Alexandra Simmons
    16
    Female
    Journey snapped out of her memorization and looked below her, seeing the flock. Scratch that, her family. She wanted to join the elevation the others were at, so she folded her wings close and held her arms to her sides, and dove downwards. She smiled, living the feel of the wind-the real wind-against her face. When she was close, she snapped her wings open and slowed down next to her. "This is amazing!" She cried, grinning like an idiot. She was happy, and completely ignored the fact that she just escaped where she was born and raised her entire life.

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    Fly Like a bird

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    Out of Character:

    In Character:

    [size=36pt]Scar
    [color=white][size=18]Scar noticed where everyone was. She decided to let her wings out. She opened her wings to their fullest length, 14 feet wide. She looked towards Silver and flew towards her and the rest of the flock. She felt the wind breeze through her wings. It was amazing. Finally she decided to land. Grant it, she wasn't the leader, she was still the oldest.



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    [color=white][size=24]Love yourself before others
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    The post was edited 1 time, last by ✝JustARainbow ✝ ().

    how old is scar?


    Spike felt bored so he started to fly ahead, he hated waiting. Spike flew up and then dive bombed, they needed to get out of here, they were to close to the lab.




    I frowned a little and flew upward. "Follow Me!" I yell to my flock.


    OOC: It's fine

    Spike followed her, finally, he thought to himself Spike darted forward moving his wings one stroke at a time. The sun was warming his feathers and he'd never felt so free, warm, safe even.

    Richard, or Fang as the flock called him, he had been caught up slightly. He spread his dark wing and burst into the air after the flock. He glanced back and he frowned but was glad they all got out. Once he joined the others, he flew to Hunter side.




    I smiled when Fang flew up beside me. I nod to him and look at the rest of my flock. Silver, you have to find the Erasers. I growl when the Voice started to speak to me.


    Journey Alexandra Simmons
    16
    Female
    Journey soared up behind the rest of the flock, having lost herself in the joy of being out in the open sky. She could have freedom up here in the sky. Never again would she be experimented on by the scientists. No new mutations to wake up in surprise to after being poked by needles while she was sleeping.