Fang

[Jacky]

experiment

OOC
Name: Jacky. (But! I will settle for any ridiculous pet names you may give me. Just don't do that to Fang. He bites. O-O)
Years Of Role Playing: 1. I'm new, but good. :D
How You Found Us: Google magic my friend.
Sample Role Play With Your Character: Fang looked up at the night sky, dreaming, but not dreaming. That seemed to be all he ever thought about these days. Everything... and nothing... All at the same time. The Oregon air, fresh and warm, filled fang with a sense of being... what was the word... Safe. Right. He hadn't been like that in... Well, ever. He wasn't even safe now, but it was nice to dream. Fang sighed, looking at the sleeping Max. With his stillness, Fang had hoped that he wasn't fading to near-invisibility again. A warm breeze fluttered at his feathers, bekoning him to soar high above the world, flawlessly, gracefully.
How on this marble-like Earth could fang resist the call of a night flight? Fang stood on the branch, ever so slowly spreading his wings out. He took a deep breath and waited for the next breeze, at which he leapt off the branch against. The wind current pushed up on his wings, lifting him up, up, up... And he stopped at the first cloud, looking down at the Flock. They were fine, for now. Fang flew close to the cloud, his raven feathers caressing the soft mist of it as he flew to the top of it, looking up at the large full moon. He stayed like that for a few minutes, then flew over the Flock's tree, bending his wings in slightly. He dove, headfirst, at speeds up to at least 350 mph. His hawk-like eyes were focused, and his wings uncurled at the best moment, creating a parachute. He landed gingerly on the branch, in the exact spot he had jumped off of, and slid silently over to the trunk of the tree.
There is no better feeling, Fang noted in his mind, Than the feeling of a perfect night flight.

Your Character

Back To Basics . . .
Full Name: Fang. I guess that's it.
Nickname: Fnick. Darn you, Iggy.
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Nationality: Avian-American.

The Beginning . . .

Date Created: Born this way.
Created By: The School.
Created For: A purpose. Not sure what.
Species Modification: Human-avian hybrid.
Extra Powers: Near-invisibility, silence, and a keen fashion sense.
Allegiance: The Flock.

On The Outside…
Height: 6'0
Weight: 85 lbs
Eye Colour: Black.
Hair Colour: Black.
Skin Tone: Olive-ish. Tan, or... something like that.
Overall Appearance: Fang doesn't have much of an appearance, actually. There's a stoic look about him, which can be compared to a skater-ish look. His hair is black, giving him a mysterious look. His eyes are dark as well, almost black. Like the rest of the flock, he has hawk-like vision and acute hearing. His skin is dark, and has been described by Max as olive-ish. He can hide in shadows really easily.

Fang is said to have raven DNA, as his wing color and size fit the description of a raven. They are pitch black, but dark purple in the light. His wings are fifteen feet across, much larger than his body is. (Spoiler Warning?) In the fifth book, it is discovered that when he is unmoving, he fades to near-invisibility. Later on in the series, he is found out to have gills, like Max and Angel.

Clothing Style: Fang has been said to have a great fashion sense. His usual clothing(Considering they're always on the run.) would most likely be faded jeans with sneakers. A regular black t-shirt with a matching black jacket is only appropriate for this stoic character. Basically, if it's black and hides him better, he'll be wearing it.
Other: Retractable wings. And maybe a laptop.
Celebrity: Taylor Lautner(Best I could do. Hard to find 100x100 pics of actors when they aren't that well known! D: Help if this sucks too much?)
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On The Inside…
Likes:

• Max
  
• Red heads
  
• Blogging
  

Dislikes:

• Being unable to help the flock
  
• Ari
  
• Erasers
  
• Cages
  
• Needles
  
• Doctors/Scientists
  

Goals:

• World peace, but mostly for the Flock.
  
• Get 100,000,000 Blog hits.
  

Fears:

• Losing Max
  
• Losing the Flock
  
• Being in a cage
  
• Being around/poked with needles
  

Quirks

• Fangirls. He has fangirls. I find that weird.
  

Habits:

• Blogging.
  

Bad Habits:

• Blogging excessively
  
• Making Max worry
  
• Being near-fatally wounded in almost every battle
  

General Personality: Fang is described as being slightly stronger than the rest of the Flock, though in battle he frequently takes near-fatal wounds. (Which bites.) Totally dedicated to the Flock, it's been stated that his fear of letting them down makes him almost over-protective. While quiet, he is very caring and logical. He knows what he should and shouldn't do, even if it may seen unfair to the Flock. (i.e. When Fang told Nudge not to look for her mother.) Fang stated that he figured his mother would most likely be a drug addict, and therefore dismissed all thoughts of her.
"Faxness" is the pairing of Max and Fang. Fang's feelings for Max are somewhat of a mystery, however he does kiss her... a lot. He is Max's right wing man, and the one who Max often says she trusts the most. Though his usual attraction to red headed females always makes Max jealous, he hardly notices that it does. It seems that even though he does flirt sometimes, his major focus is all on Max.

Where You Come From
Family Members:
Max
Iggy
Nudge
The Gasman
Angel
Total
Pets: Total. But the snooty dog doesn't really count, now does he?
One Good Memory: Kissing Max on the beach, near death. Blood and sand everywhere, oh joy.
One Bad Memory: Waking up in the hospital right after that, having been injected with Max's blood.
Brief History: The School in California was the place where Fang was made. He is a part of the Flock, a group of six children total who are 98% human, 2% bird. He is the second oldest, and the co-leader of the Flock. Fang got out of the School with Max and the rest of the flock, but his feelings towards Jeb are slightly unknown. Nudge and him stayed in Arizona, learning flying techniques from the local hawks. He taught these techniques to the Flock, thus improving their flying skills.

They fought on, relentlessly, him and the Flock by Max's side. He battled Erasers, Flyboys, and Max's crush. Later on, they picked up Total, a talking dog. Life was pretty hectic, and kind of... violent. So, when the small chance for peace came, he didn't dare pass it up. He now lives with Max's mom in Oregon with the rest of the Flock.