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    Name:
    Ceiren
    Gender:
    I suppose he's a male, if plants have genders.
    Age:
    16
    History:
    He was always on the run, being chased. Everyone wanted to wonder how a plant could possibly be a humanoid, and people always wanted to perform tests on him.
    Personality:
    He tries to stay away from people he doesn't know, and isn't too trusting until you become a good friend of him
    Power:
    He's a plant. Yeah. Not much to say

    OOC: uh, accepted, Mr Plant ;) hop in at any time.

    OOC: xD mmk. People r mad 'bout animal abuse. What about plant abuse? :l


    IC:Ceiren woke up to the sound of dogs barking. They must have found him. He sighed, and climbed down the oak tree he was sleeping in, and ran. While he was running, he put on a pair of gloves, and a cloak with a mesh mask, as to not be recognized. He looked behind him, and was greeted by a few fast-running dogs a few meters away, followed by a human even further. He swore under his breath, and quickly dashed into the undergrowth.

    Ceiren looked behind him to see the dogs sniffing around. He picked up a nearby stick, and prepared to fight it if needed. The dog saw the cloaked figure and began to bark. He threw the stick at the dog (scru dem), and yelped in surprise as he saw more coming. "Good dog.. Good dog..." Ceiren said, slowly backing away, with his gloved hands ready to defend himself.

    5 clawed her way up the boy's front, her fur sticking out, and her eyes wide.

    Ceiren swore, and began to run, as fast as he (Is he a boy? Plants are weird.) possibly could, seeing a house off in the distance. He looked behind him, tossing a stick he had found at the nearest dog. He grabbed another stick, and continued to run, feeling slightly tired.

    Ooc: well alot of plants are actually both
    Ic: "Ow, ow, ow. Its ok. No need to freak out. Just go stay in my bedroom. Ill be outside if you need me." He said as he grabbed his hat and went out the front door.

    Reluctantly, 5 declawed herself from his shirt and scrambled upstairs.

    Ceiren faced the dogs, his mesh mask blocking his (planty) face from view, and with his large stick, prepared to attack if needed.

    5 scrambled to the window, watching fearfully as the boy left. More dogs howled, and she flinched.

    "Stay.... Away...." Ceiren muttered to the dog, as he prepared to strike it. Hurting a dog was the least of his worries, considering that there were around 10 others. The dog growled, and Ceiren said again, louder this time, "Get back!" He then jabbed at the dog, barely missing it's head.

    5 shivered, transitioning back and forth between human, cat and panther too fast and passing out from the exertion. She remained in human form, frail and thin, her hands grabbing at the windowsill so that she could get out.

    Ceiren whacked the dog (who shoulda listened) on its head, knocking it out, and looked at the other dogs, waiting for a reaction. He took a step forward, and they suddenly began to whimper and run away - they were not used to have a victim fight back. He sighed, and curled up into a ball, the stick lying next to him.

    Matthew followed the bark of dogs to see what was going on. He heard one yelp. Might be spmeone taking dogs out for a... Ah who was he kidding. Obviously something bad was happening. He sped up into a speed walk and then a jog. Maybe another subject or whatever they were was in trouble. "Hello? Anyone there?" He called out.

    Ceiren, startled by the sudden noise, jumped up, and quickly looked around, in all directions, soon seeing another boy that looked slightly older than his age. He looked at the person, studying them to see if they were one of the 'torturers', as he had recognized most of them. Even behind the mesh mask, though his face could not be seen, his yellow eyes looked at the person, half curious, and half untrusting.

    Ceiren looked at the boy, and then the other people, who he had seen before.. They must have been test subjects. So, if they were here willingly he could probably be trusted. "..Who're you?" He asked, waiting for a reply.