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(Yes I am sure. Am I accepted?)

ChildOfApocrypha wrote:

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Occ: kay where should i start

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(You can start by like arriving at Voltage's door. Just a thought)

(In the middle of nowhere.)

Voltage looked up from some blueprints, hearing a knock on her door. She set her pencil down, shooting Plasmaspitter a warning look. She opened the door. "Hello?"

Voltage narrowed her blazing blue eyes, casually leaning against her door way. She twirled an open wrench on her index finger, smiling back. "Finally got those parts for me?" She glanced back, shouting a command at the robotic dragon, then turning back to Delsin.

Voltage took the part, shaking her head. "You know, sometimes I just want to hit you over the head with this wrench and see if that'll wake you up. But, the downside to that is, you'll wake up and call the cops on me." She paused, grinning. "What to see what I'm working on?"

Reg hated snow. Badly. It was wet, and cold. Worst of all, it was bright. He shook his pelt, snow spraying everywhere. He let out a deep howl.

Avalanche's heart sank. One moment it was sunny, the next it was flooding. She sprang up on to a higher rock, her blood boiling.

(Oh oops)

Reg pricked his ears, listening. He howled again.

Voltage let him in. She lead him downstairs, kicking a piece of sheet metal out of the way. "Sorry about the mess. I haven't had time to clean it up." She walked over to a robot that was half finished. It looked like a human, but blades lined its fore arms, and instead of eyes, it had a visor. "I'm not done yet."

Reg forced himself to respond to the new howl. He made it deep.

"Don't touch, though," she warned. "That's Plasmaspitter." She motioned to the two headed robotic Dragon laying down in a heap of sheet metal.

Voltage shrugged. "I don't know....Mark hasn't fixed my Charger yet and I can't leave my robots here alone." She lowered her voice. "They're like children."

Name; Juno Storn
Age; 23
Gender: Female
Appearance: Tall, skinny, blonde hair always in a bun, electric blue eyes
Personality: fierce, aggressive, stubborn
Backstory: she wanted to kill titans ever since they arrived. She and her younger brother joined the Scouts, but she watched her brother get eaten.
Division: Scouts

"Honestly," she said, walking away. "I don't know how they got like that." She looked back, hopefully. "You know how to fix a car?"

Asburn loomed out of the smoke of his home. Surrounded completely by constant erupting volcanoes, this was paradise. He whipped his large head around, using his strong sense of smell.

Avalanche sprang upwards towards the others. "What in the world happened?!" She had barely avoided the slide, and was angry. The snow leopard's fur bristled.

| Thunderhead |

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Full Name:
Oira Thunderhead

Nickname:
Thunderhead

Species:
lightning elemental

Gender:
female

Age:
26

Personality:
Fierce, determined, stubborn, brave

History:
She used to be a captain of a ship on the seas. She soon grew weak from it, and became a Master of Fate

Skills/Weapons:
Two daggers and two pistols

Fears/Weakness:
Losing those she loves
fire

Turn Me Ons:
Storms

Other:
Still is an expert sailor

"Think you can help an inventor out?" It was more of a hint than she had hoped. "I love my car."

He stood in place, sniffing around. A wolf was coming.

A wolf he did not know.

She walked into her garage, flicked on the light, and pulled the tarp off of a black Charge with green pinstripes. "There she is."