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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 13th 2015

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 20px #000][align=right][color=lightblue][font=georgia][size=6]• • • • • • • • • • Rosalie & Eve •[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;] The strange woman that was sitting in front of the cage- there was something Rose disliked about her. Narrowing her brown eyes, she glared at the woman. With another person in this little prison- Rose felt a need to be out. She hated enclosed spaces. The woman identified herself as Chant to Green. Bloody odd name. Rose's attention turned away from the woman as her glance fell to the ground. If Rose wasn't already in pain, a soft throbbing pain began on her shoulder blade. Great. She was feeling Eve's pain. [b]"We don't care Chant to Green." Nastiness was thick in her voice- it was something one would expect Rosalie to say, rather than being little miss perfect. As nasty as it was, it was the truth.

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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 14th 2015

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With day-break now rising over the small prison, Chris figures his shift was over. Very rarely did he sleep. If the leader fighter did so, intense and surreal nightmares would litter his sleep attempt. Frankly, he didn't enjoy awaking in a cold sweat. Most of the camp would be awakening soon and yet again- it would be another fight for survival. His dark eyes flickered to the outside world. He was standing on top of the walls that surrounded the prison. It was relatively safe, for now. Surprisingly, the night had been rather pleasant. Several 'walkers' had came into his view- but nothing insane. Unlike a few nights ago- when the walkers decided to attack, see what they could do.

The twenty-seven-year-old grabbed his 'patrol gun', figuring he might as well give it back to Gunner- the next person on patrol would have to go get it themselves. With the sun nearly above the horizon, Chris made his way downstairs to where Gunners' 'table' sat. He spun around the corner with the strange lights that made the prison bright, slightly flickering- not to the point that they were off, but flickering none-the-less. Now that he was under a roof, the slight coolness from the bitter morning had worn off. The weapons master appeared to be looking over the weapons that were hauled in from a strange campsite where most of the campers had 'suicided'. Obviously, he didn't buy it. Walking towards the desk, he placed the small handgun near some of the newer, shinier weapons. "Last nights patrol gun." He vocally labelled the object.

Thoughts
"Speech"
"Other's speech."
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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 14th 2015

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(( FIRST NAME )) Harmony
(( MIDDLE NAME )) Jayne
(( SURNAME )) Winter
(( NICKNAME )) Hay, doesn't mind what she is called.
(( DATE OF BIRTH )) August 19
(( AGE )) Eighteen
(( GENDER )) Female
(( ETHNICITY )) Swedish- will quite often break off into Swedish- however has no accent.
(( POWERS )) Light Bender
✸ Creates blinding light from her body
✸ Opens/closes light portals
✸ Shapes light to become 4D objects
✸ Doesn't burn in the sunlight

(( WRITTEN DESCRIPTION )) Harmony is the average height fro her age, if not smaller. She is rather dainty and thin compared to larger men. She has long, slightly ways hair that rans down her spine, ending in the lower back region. Her hair is a creamy brown in colour, similar to the colouration of brown sugar. When the sunlight hits the hair of the girl, it appears to glow. Some say she is just using her power, however most know she isn't. Her face is oval shaped, and a smile is always usually planted on her flesh. Her skin is a tanned colouration, yet can appear to be white when her power is in use. Her eyebrows are dark in colour, they compliment her chocolate-like eyes. Harmony's appearance changed drastically when her powers are in use. Her eyes will loose their pupils and glow a light yellow colour. Her hair lightened and appears to be glowing a white hue. Harmony's flesh turns pale, similar to what an albino might look like and her body will float slightly off the ground.
(( HEIGHT )) 5'8'' | 173 cm
(( WEIGHT )) 125 lb | 57 kg
(( HAIR COLOR )) Sugar Brown
(( EYE COLOR )) Chocolate
(( SKIN TONE )) Tanned
(( CLOTHING STYLE )) Harmony prefers to wear white clothing, as light passes through it easily, this makes it easier for Harmony to use her ability. She prefers to wear flowing clothing, that allows her to move. She will occasionally wear darker clothing, however when this happens she appears to glow, making it noticeable that she is different.
(( BODY MODIFICATION )) None
(( EXTRA )) None
(( FACE CLAIM )) Shelley Hennig

(( PERSONALITY )) Harmony is a rather quiet person. Her appearance causes her to appear to be frail and quiet- so that is what she is expected to do. She has let others control how she works and who she is. Even though Harmony has attempted to break out of those habits, they occasionally pop up out of the blue. Very rarely will Harmony be seen chatting up a storm. The light bender much prefers to be doing her own thing. In a sense she is quiet- however underneath she can be bubbly and enjoyable to be around. She doesn't have many friends for that very reason. When using her powers, she becomes confident almost, and tends to still stay quiet.
(( LIKES )) Light | Dancing | Full Moon |Being alone
(( DISLIKES )) Darkness | Being forced to do something
(( STRENGTHS )) Powers | Gymnast-like flexibility
(( WEAKNESSES )) Strength | Enclosed spaces

(( HISTORY )) Harmony grew up with her single mother. The pair moved around a lot and never managed to keep an accent. Usually the pair stayed in Kiruna, as Harmony adored the beautiful light shows that aurora's created. Her body became used to the snow- only causing her to spend more and more time there. After she had moved around a few more times, before returning to Sweden. Harmony was fifteen at that time. Now back home, she stayed with the lights. One night, Harmony wished the colours would changed to become flashes of yellow- similar to fireworks. It caught her off guard when it happened. She continued to experiment with the auroras for quite a while. She pushed her powers to the limit and unlocked as much as she could. Quite often she would dance under these lights, with the colour or shape changing each time she moved. Harmony was forced to keep this all a secret from her mother. One dreadful night, their house lost power and the moon and lights were hidden via clouds. Harmony had never been afraid of the dark. Until it hurt her. She slept in pain that night- only to wake in the morning was nasty black sunburn-like splotches on her flesh. Harmony was nicknamed it a 'night-burn' and for that reason she tends to stay inside when it's night time and is forced to sleep with some sort of light on. Harmony's mother died when she was seventeen in a car crash. The seventeen year old was confused and lost- only for ACP to take her in.
(( FROM )) Kiruna, Sweden
(( FAMILY )) Serina Winter - Mother - Deceased

(( DREAMS )) To become a professional dancer.
(( FEARS )) Darkness | 'Night-Burns'
(( TALENTS )) Dancing | Light Bending

(( RELATIONSHIP STATUS )) Single
(( CRUSH )) To Ne Decided
(( BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND )) None
(( ROOMMATE )) Open

(( PLOT IDEAS )) N/A
(( THEME SONG )) Dancing in the Dark - Rhianna
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(( FIRST NAME )) Joel
(( MIDDLE NAME )) Caster
(( SURNAME )) Dodds
(( NICKNAME )) Jay, however prefers Joel.
(( DATE OF BIRTH )) January 13
(( AGE )) Twenty
(( GENDER )) Male
(( ETHNICITY )) Australian
(( POWERS )) Fire Bender
✸ Immune to heat
✸ Creates fire from different parts of body
✸ Cries magma
✸ Elevated body temperature

(( WRITTEN DESCRIPTION )) Joel is rather an average height his age, however his body usually towering over people. He is somewhat broad and his legs are slightly longer than his torso. Joel's eye colour- despite appearing a clear ocean blue, are much more complex. A solid pastel grey colour sits near his iris, slowly fading to a crystal white- before changing to a sapphire blue. With these three colours combined, Joel's eyes have a shimmering ocean blue colour. Joel's hair is somewhat curly in some place and is a straw-brown colour that appears to be gold in the sunlight.
(( HEIGHT )) 6'02'' | 188.9 cm
(( WEIGHT )) 183 lb | 83 kg
(( HAIR COLOR )) Light Brown
(( EYE COLOR )) Ocean Blue
(( SKIN TONE )) Lightly tanned
(( CLOTHING STYLE )) With most of his clothes easily bursting into flames, the Aussie is forced to wear clothing made from 'treated vegetable fibre'. These fabrics often contain Cotton, Flax and Jute. He prefers to wear darker colours, as it somewhat keeps his body-heat contained. These clothes are itch to the normal human skin, however it doesn't appear to harm his fire-proof flesh.
(( BODY MODIFICATION )) None
(( EXTRA )) None
(( FACE CLAIM )) Daniel Sharman

(( PERSONALITY )) Joel is a rather loud and outgoing person. He much prefers to be around people, rather than being alone and miserable. Quite often finding himself near a crowd, he is very charismatic, and a great conversationalist. Even though he knows everyone and everything, his trust is very hard to earn. Even though the fire-bender may appear to adore everyone- he does not at all trust them. His trust is something to be earned, not given. Joel will often burn people accidentally- so attempt not to get close to another, yet will engage in conversation. In a sense, he is your typical 'happy-go-lucky' type of guy. Even though he is optimistic and happy, this can easily change in a flash of an eye. If one does earn his trust- Joel will protect them mercilessly. However he finds it very hard to trust water and snow benders, as these people could easily kill him. If one is ever to catch Joel fighting/training- they will see that he shows no emotion on his face. This is because when he controls his power Joel is forced to blank his mind. To become emotionless.

(( LIKES )) Heat | Flame | Coffee | Rusty Items | Australia
(( DISLIKES )) Rain/Snow | Cold | Water | Being alone
(( STRENGTHS )) Powers | Handling mundane weapons | Athletic activities
(( WEAKNESSES )) Water [Oceans, Lakes particularly] | Swimming | Agile activities

(( HISTORY )) Joel grew up in the hot, centre of Australian- known as Alice Springs. His family owned a small ranch that housed horses for children that were forced to ride to school. His mother and father were in a thankfully stable relationship- that didn't appear to be budging. Although he didn't have a brother or sister, Joel would quite often play with children that he met at the small school he attended. On the area his family owned was a small lake there he would take the younger children out for a 'little bit of fun'. The boy was well-known in his area and appeared to be perfectly normal. In a sense, he had a great childhood, compared to some children, that was until his eighteenth birthday. His parents weren't benders. Joel didn't know of any family he had that were. Joel wasn't planning to leave home until next month. He had organized to get a job in Sydney and already had an apartment that was nearly fully paid for. However, on the afternoon of his birthday Joel was riding a horse back from the primary school, until his body began to burn inside, then on the outside. This was the most painful moment he had ever experienced. Unfortunately, the horse he was riding died that night- it burst into flames along with the boy. With Joel now afraid of what he was- he left Alice Springs. He travelled from place to place, never staying for longer than four months. During his time in Perth, a ACP worker found him and claimed he could help him. With Joel lost on what to do now- he mindlessly agreed. After all, where else could he have gone?

(( FROM )) Alice Springs, Australia

(( FAMILY )) Carol Dodds - Mother
David Dodds- Father

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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 14th 2015

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Tanzanite
"I don't trust words. I trust actions."
Name: Tanzanite
Gender: Female
Age: Adult [400 years]
Species: Australian Fire Dragon
Family: None.
Diet: Consists of anything she can get her claws on. Typically meat and/or fish.
Is a hybrid?: No
Wounds/Impairments: None

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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With another person, whom he recognised to be Beth in the room- Chris could relax. He didn't fare well in conversations- he tended to make them awkward. Chris' head snapped up at the voice of Gunner. " 8400 Magnum. Will definitely come in handy. I was actually going to try and find someone to test these guys out, make sure I didn't fluke up, so, if either of you are interested.. " A small grin appeared on his face as Beth didn't appear interested. "I would be more than happy to take that off your hands." He figured a scouting trip would be going on later- and Chris would most likely be invited. No point in letting a weapon like this sit around for a while. The obvious smell of cigarette filled the small workspace. Cringing- he knew who was smoking it. "I'll come pick it up later." He referred to the Magnum. Nodding his head in respect- the man left the room. Climbing back up the stairs, the smell became stronger. He walked towards the person standing on the wall. Jake. He placed his arms crossed on the wall. "It's hard enough living out here, and you're smoking to what, make it quicker?" Chris questioned towards Jake.

Thoughts
"Speech"
"Other's speech."
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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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Vexus
"There's always a wild side
to an innocent face"

Name: Vexus
Age: 46 years
Gender: Male
Species: Yang
Kin: Deceased
Abilities (three max):
- weapon summoning
- venomous fangs and claws
- drains
Personality: Them male is rather outgoing for a shy creature such as himself. He considers himself to be brave and more than dangerous towards others. Vex isn't cold hearted- yet appears to snap at others far too quickly and has always insured that he's the biggest, baddest thing out there. Vexus has a feared reputation, and is mare than happy to keep it that way. Underneath his little 'shell' of nastiness, could be a decent personality- yet it appears that wolf hasn't been found.

Appearance: The male has the prefect appearance for keeping hidden. The ebony-black fur of Vex appears to have a blue shine to it. As when his coat is seen in the sunlight, a soft aura of blue arises. His paw pads and tongue are a pale pink in colour. His nose is a dark brown in colour that cause his bright blue eyes of stand out. Black dragon-like wings appear from his shoulders and takes up around two thirds of his body size. His tail is strange, it is snake-like, however has four fins. Two at the base, and two at the ends. This allows much better flying. These fins are also seen at the base of his front legs.
Theme Song: Dangerous - David Guetta
Other: N/A

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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Via Ignis

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Vee, Prefers Via

[size=20pt]▶Age[/size]

Seventeen

[size=20pt]▶Gender[/size]

Female

[size=20pt]▶Species[/size]

Shape Shifter- Dragon

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When she is human, Via is rather tall for her age. Her structure appears to be delicate- yet she is sturdy and can take a punch. Vee's eyes colour is strange. They are an obvious hazel colour- yet splashes of gold are visible, as if someone spilled paint over the already green and brown colouration. Her hair is a mixture of gold/orange/yellow and is quite unique. Her hair is long, and starches down to the bottom of her shoulder blades.

When she is a dragon, Via appears to keep most of per appearance. Much like her hair colour, Via's scales are and orangey gold colour and appear to be similar to the gemstone Tourmaline. Jut like the orange gemstone- the scales appear to 'sparkle' and are worth a great deal of money of one was to ever get their hands on one. Size-wise, she is bigger than a bus. When Vee's wings are fully extended, they are about two buses in length. So in a sense, Vee is rather huge.

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Via is a strange soul, she appears to hold several different personalities in a single soul- even if she can shape-shift. She is a little bit shy, yet can take being in large crowds of people. Not anti-social, but prefers to be in a small group of small, trusted people. There she can be most content. Vee considers herself to be somewhat brave- even if she is not very outgoing to most people. Via 'picks' her trusted friends. She appears to be able to recognize how genuine [or not, for that matter], a person is. She doesn't consider herself to be dangerous, even if Via infact, is.

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Via didn't know what she was. Her parents were killed in a tragic car crash before she first phased. At the age of seventeen, the war was well under way. When she did phase, Via hid. Lost in what to do. She hid high in the mountains until her eighteenth birthday- she bought a small house using on of her scales and has been hiding her true identity. She has seen other monsters and the way humans pity them. Via doesn't want to be known. Her profile isn't in the 'system'. In a sense, Via is a ghost to the mechanical world that the humans own.

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Jenny Ignis - Mother - Deceased
Christian Ignis - Father - Deceased
No siblings

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N/A

[size=20pt]▶Crush[/size]

To Be Decided/ Open

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N/A

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♛Oʀᴀɴɢᴇ♛

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7/10

[size=20pt]▶Muse[/size]

8/10

[size=20pt]▶Anything Else?[/size]

Antique. I edited the template a little. I hope that's alright.

[size=4pt]©krod[/size]

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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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"Beware the crayon."
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Thankyou! //You'll learn to love the colour orange//
I'm glad you enjoy my particular art choice.
I'm excited to roleplay.

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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"Beware the crayon."
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Fruit is confusing. However, star-fruit are by far my favourite.

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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"Beware the crayon."
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Ah- Star Fruit is kinda like a crunchy/bitter pear? Idk. That's close enough.

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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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Via Ignis
"Come at me. I DARE you."

[color=#ffd580]Via ha never stayed in a place for longer than needed. However this town appeared to be a place where the nastiness towards 'monster' was hidden. No-one here knew about her, after all- Via was 'the shiny new toy'. Vee made her way quietly down the street, the heavy rain tricking down her waterproof jacket. Her hazel eyes flickered towards a store that appeared to be open. "Agatha's Shop of Antiques." The orange haired girl whispered, her head now pointed directly towards the small shop. For some reason- the smell of other supernatural became apparent. I was all because she was a shifter. Via could easily tell a human from a monster by their smell. Opening the door of the small store. As she stepped in the overwhelming smell of werewolves, and- a cat, came over her. The soft right of the bell at the top of the door alerted anyone in the store that she had stepped in.

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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"Beware the crayon."
[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Erps. //fixed//

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]Nope, no school- got break. n' All good. ^>^

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: verdana; color: #f3ece2;]XD Yes we do.

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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Via's Mount (Pharon)

[font=courier]Via Uselle
"Witch Hunter"

OOC: Opps. Sorry

Landing carefully in a patch of emerald green grass, the dragon and rider looked towards the serpent. Pharon gave a soft growl towards the children that appeared to be playing 'on' the serpent. On it! Via looked towards the dragon, confusion planted on her face. "Aya lye cronha?" The dragon gave a soft growl, before stepping into the light, the soft glow of the sunlight reflecting off the gold scales of the dragon. Pharon gave a roar- causing the children to run back to their parents. Pharon gave several sharp growls and squeaks. Via stepped in towards the sunlight, and drew her softly glowing sword. Today the town would be free of this beast.

1] Should we attack?

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 15th 2015

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Name: Jessamene 'Jessa' Yuvelle
Gender: Female
Species: Dragon Shape Shifter
Dorm: #A13

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 16th 2015

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OOC; I kinda figured Jake was outside. //but now that's cleared up//
IC; The leader, Enzo- had only stood near the pair for a few moments, before Enzo apparently decided to go back downstairs. Chris gave a light nod of his head. "Just be more careful next time." The sun was now most deffinantly up. Most of the walkers would probably be hiding in the darkness, awaiting their next move. He narrowed his dark eyes, watching for any rustling- or movement for that matter. His attention turned to Jake. "Don't- Don't call me 'sir.'" The man hated being considered 'the boss' of anyone. In his mind, everyone had a choice, they didn't have to follow orders. Now that the short conversation was over- Chris made his way back down the stairs, following the path of the leader. As he pasted Rebekah & Enzo speaking, Chris thought they were speaking on a scouting trip. As he walked past the pair, he said, "Sign me up for any scouting trip." Giving the pair a nod- he left the room, continuing on his mindless wander.

Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 17th 2015

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Orange.Flavoured.Crayon · Jul 17th 2015

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Display name: ♛Oʀᴀɴɢᴇ♛
Activity level: 8/10
Character name: Jinx
Appearance:
Jinx's wolf form is very big- much bigger than your average mutt. She stands just over the height of a fully-grown male Great Dane. Despite her huge size- Jinx doesn't hold much muscle to be strong- yet is lightweight and is a great climber. Her ancestors said that the fur reflects one's soul. Jinx's fur colour is very strange indeed. She doesn't have a full tail, yet it appears to match her build. Her fur colours consist of four main colours, red, black, silver and tan. Surprisingly, these four colours, (with the addition of a small amount of off-gold colouration), work well together.
Traits:
-Outgoing
-Vicious
-Sarcastic
-Quick-witted
-Nasty
-Intelligent
-Tough
Personality: Jinx is a nasty soul. She is very outgoing and easily speak her mind. The fae doesn't care what others think of her as she has been called worse than a few swear words. Jinx knows how to get in and out of tight situations, as in the 'human world', she is a thief- and quite good at it. This has caused her intelligence to rise dramatically. Sarcastic and quick-witted, one wouldn't want to get into a worded fight with this fae, as they will surely loose. Jinx is tough, not only physically- but mentally as-well. The fae can take a beating- and will still come up with a nasty comment.
Desired rank: Prisoner
Roleplay sample: The wind whipped the ears of the huge wolf. Her patterned fur reflected the dapples of sunlight that hit her body. The fae was travelling like a bullet. With each step came several short, sharp breaths. Jinx was being chased. She had wandered into a strange territory- attracted attention and was now being chased. A typical day or the fae. Snarls and roars of the pack members were getting louder as she ran. Narrowing her eyes, she spotted a small opening in a tree. Although there were many trees- this tree was a strange colour, it was if someone hadn't placed the finishing touches on it, it was dull and plain yet stood out from the rest of the casual vibrant brown and green. The fae had a plan. Skidding to a stop, the pack was soon upon her. They surrounded both fae and tree. "I do apologize for my inconvenience." Sarcasm dripped of her words like thick honey. Several aggravated snarls came from her comment. A smile crossed her jaws as a member lunged at her, the rest of the pack followed. In the few split seconds she had- Jinx placed her two back paws in the small opening, before spinning around and climbing the tree. It was something she had mastered quite a while ago. A small chuckle released itself from her jaws as Jinx watched a few others attempt the stunt. "I wish you luck with that." Another laugh, and she was gone- even the soft rustles of the leaves couldn't be heard. The fae was just like a ghost.

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