Name: Luke
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Looks: Tall, slender, dark red hair, bright green eyes, black wings
Personality: dont **** with me 8)
Powers: create end control fire
Mentor: trained myself
Crush:
History(optional): son of Fyria (goddess of fire), ran away at a young age for undisclosed reasons,
Other: Pet wolf named Vaan, has hawk wings; cousin of Savanna
Posts by Minerboy7
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(Can I have a recap?)
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(Umm, masky, am I still approved? If so, where do i come in?)
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A figure wreathed in rlames appearee behind Savanna's cage. "Maybe it's becuase Loki chose some kid over his own daughter". He smirked at Savanna. "Sup, cuz?"
OOC: im an irl friend of savanna, got accepted yesterday around 2:40
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"Just the norm, you know, saving your a** and such." He whistled and and wolf with black wings that matched his appeared
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He raised an eyebrow. "Loki
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He materiealized a katana of fire in his hand, and slicedmthe top off of Savanna's cage. "What's it look like, uncle?"
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OOC: Hello?
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"Stop that" the figure said. The wolf growled.
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He scowled darkly. "Don't touch my wolf" he growled. He rubbed the wolf behind the ears. "easy Vaan"
OOC: this is kinda funny, ccause your rank is dog killer
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The beast growled. "All right, go get her, Vaan."
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the beast stayed back. " drop the doll, before i get really p*ssed."
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"D*mn you. Hard way it is" The figure shot scorching flames into the hole.
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The dog yipped in pain. "Vaan! You little b*tch!" He diverted some of the flames to pour over the wolf
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"I am the son of Fyria, the Norse goddess of fire. Fire is my best friend
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He grimaced. "Savanna, get on Vaan. We're getting out of here." He spread his black wings.
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OOC: Did Savanna leave?
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OOC: well, I cant really move her iif shes not here..
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OOC: gtg
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The figure grabbed her arm. "No, Savanna. Now is jot the time."