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PostPosted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 10:11 pm


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PostPosted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 12:08 am


User Image Name: Speed Limit
Flock: Baker's
Role: Whisperer
RP Color: Slategray
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Personality: Outspoken, tomboyish, and dangerously curious, Speed Limit is the kind of pidge who finds herself in all manner of precarious and inappropriate situations. Lucky for her, she's also pretty smart so she can usually find her way back out of them.


History: An abandoned egg that was adopted into Baker's flock, Speed Limit has never known any other life.

She figured out at an early age that she picked up on language very quickly, and rapidly began making friends with the gulls that came through the area. Inspired by their tales of exploration, she yearns to see the outside world, and due to that curiosity often finds herself in places she shouldn't be.

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fenshae

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fenshae

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PostPosted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 2:26 am


User ImageName: WhiteCastle
Flock: Happy Hour's
Role: Inventor
RP Color: Darkblue
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Personality: Paranoid, neurotic, and eccentric -- all words that can be used to describe this odd bird. Don't underestimate him, though; he's extremely smart and very capable when left to his own devices. It's just that a life of being alone has given him a certain hesitation around others of his kind, and he's pretty much certain that anybody who comes near him is actually looking to rob him of his treasures. Whatever those may be.

He spends a lot of his time alone, searching for items he can use toward his various inventions, talking to himself and -- constantly -- looking for the lock that fits the key he wears.

History: Whatever WhiteCastle's story is, he's not telling. What is known is that he was in somewhat rough shape when he tumbled into Happy Hour's flock, and he's spent all his time sense with a twitchy, uncertain air about him as though he's always looking over his shoulder for someone pursuing him.

Maybe it has something to do with that key he carries?

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