Friends & Traps

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    The boy was unamed and couldn't talk even if he tried. His personality was quiet,shy,and scared of many things thanks to the lab. He had more than just a chip and wings stuck in him but he hadn't been fully understood of what they'd said.Now he was with these people,like him.

    Raven had been rejected by the lab, after she attempted to escape when they tried to cut half of her brain away. She had been a lab experiment. Number 78, to be exact. She was supposed to join a rouge group of experiments and bring them back. The group was lead by their greatest achievment, and greatest fail. The Flock, lead by Maximum Ride. They were a legend among the other experiments, they had heard of tales of the Flock.
    Now, as she sat atop the roof of a sky scraper, she frowned. If the Flock was so great, why hadn't they tried to save the other experiments? Part of her knew it was because of ITEX and other things. But a little gnarled part of her refused to forgive and forget. Who would forget being cut open every other day for 12 years? Who would forget being subjected to crazy tests, including being chased by a bunch of Erasers?

    The boy was up at 6:00 am-it was a habit from regular nightmares and restlessness. He'd never be normal, he'd never be brave as much as he wished to be. Was there any rays of courage in him as many as there are in the last lights of twilight? And more importantly want did the other experiments to do him? He looked over at his two new friends, he wasn't smiling and he wasn't frowning, what would his past experiments do to them>

    ooc: This is a little confusing. Where is your character?


    ic: the wind blew.

    Raven stood up from her rooftop and stretched. Time to get going. She put on her goggles (not over her eyes but like above her forehead) and her hood.
    She jumped off the roof. Before she hit the busy streets below, she unfolded her black wings and flew into the stormy sky.

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    The boy decided to climb one of the birches. He took his time to find good holdngs and what-not. He got to the top now sitting on a sturdy thick branch.

    Raven flew through the storm. Bad idea. The thunder was deafening at this height. She flew faster as the lightning crackled. She felt her hair stand up in the static. Here it comes , she thought. She suddenly felt like someone was shaking her, then she couldn't move. The last thing she remembered was falling, falling into a forest.

    A girl had out of nowhere fell into his treee.He stayed where he was paralyzed with panic and shock. Was she dead? Why did she fall? He looked up,the sky was dark with stormclouds and a deafening tuhunder roared through the sky, He covered his ears instantly.

    Raven felt herself crash into something hard and splintery. She hurt everywhere. She felt blood trickling down her face. She tried to open her eyes, but she hurt too much. She closed her eyes. She didn't care if the erasers got her or not.

    The boy was slowly and silently getting down his perch. he was going to get his friends, noticing her black wings she had to be like him too.

    ooc: doesn't that mean we're all like generation 54's? Like all the avian-American hybrids?


    Raven tried to pull in her wings, but they were too painful. She sighed and blacked out.

    ooc: Sorry. Are you a big reader of Maximum Ride? Well, they were generation 54. All the avian hybrids are. Until they other guy. So are we generation 54's, or more advanced versions?

    occ: idk maybe we should ask rockin princess-i think mines a bit more advanced because he can breath fire but only at secific times and hes supa fast.

    ooc: yah. Let's get back to the RP now, shall we?


    Raven groaned. She was so glad that she was light. If she wasn't she would be crashing through the tree, to the ground.

    The boy grasped her hand that was dangling from her as the tree held most of her body. Her hand was warm so she was surely alive he thought.

    She groaned as she felt someone held her arm. She hoped it wasn't too bloody.