The Wyverns

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A very long time ago, before the humans, there were Wyverns. The Wyverns were a proud lizard-like race, who had two legs, and walked upright. They had long tails, which could be used as a weapon, or even to keep warm. Their long mouths could spit fire and smoke. They also had wings. Long leathery wings that they used to float in the sky, where they would contemplate the meaning of life, or the creation of the world. Then the humans came into the world. They terrorized the Wyverns, after one or two foolish young ones stole a cow or two. The Wyverns had no choice but to fight back, or be destroyed. At the end of the battle, there was only one Wyvern left. Alymaria, the queen of the Wyverns. As the humans closed around her to destroy her, someone came running. "Stay this madness!" They shouted. The other humans ignored this persons call, and stabbed her. They celebrated as she lie dying, passing around whiskey and bread. The one who had tried to stop them came to her head, and looked into her large golden intelligent eyes, which were quickly fading. Alymaria saw that the person was a woman, and had a pure heart. She gave this woman a gift. A gift beyond most people's wildest dreams. And so Alymaria and the Wyverns passed out of the world. The woman found that she could take on the shape, flesh, bone, and power, of a Wyvern. She had children, and they showed to have Wyvern-like qualities as well. These children were called Wyvern-children.

The plot: this is modern-day earth. We are descendants of this woman. The powers have been diminishing and becoming less powerful down the bloodline. Some have the power to control fire in any way they choose. Others can fly. And some have great insight and knowledge, far greater than that of a regular person. Some of them have great longevity, and linger in this world for hundreds of years, growing so old that they are beyond recognition. And very few can take on the complete form of the Wyvern. The government found out about these Wyvern-like people when several reports came in about things that flew through the cities at night, terrifing people. The government ignored this for a while, but then a report of someone killed by one of these creatures came in. The government couldn't ignore the reports any longer, and leapt into action. They caught one of them, these Wyvern-children. This person told them everything, how they discovered their powers, what their powers were, and anything else they needed to know. After they had pumped every drop of information from this person's lips, they preformed brutal and horrifying tests on them. They discovered that if they caught enough of these people, they would have a force to be reckoned with. We are these Wyvern-children, these 'oddities'.

The rules:

Minor relationships are fine, but nothing extreme.

No god-modding.

No killing someone else's charachter without their permission.

Minor swearing is allowed.

You can't be all-powerful. You need to have a powerful weakness if you have a powerful power.

No going on killing sprees please.

All other storybook rules apply, if I haven't covered them all here.

Profiles.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Power(s) One or two:
Personality:
Weapons/skills:
Weakness:
Other:

Please only have one character, unless they're a small one.

Here's mine.

Name: Aleah
Age: 16
Gender: female
Human appearance:
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Wyvern appearance (if any): None.
Power(s) One or two: Fire manipulation, and flight, though she can't fly for very long.
Personality: Aleah doesn't get angry too easily, but when she is angry you had better run as fast as you can in the opposite direction. She is sarcastic sometimes. She's not a very popular person in school, and likes it that way. She's a natural loner.
Weapons/skills: Aleah is very powerful with her fire alone, but she carries two daggers with her at all times.
Weakness: Aleah can't fly for very long, as it saps her energy. She's very afraid of water and getting wet, but she somehow has good hygene.
Other: Up for love.
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Name: Joan Avarah

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Appearance: Joan Avarah

Power(s) One or two: She has two sets of wings, thus giving her outstanding flight. And instead of fingernails, she has sharp claws

Personality:
Well rather distant from the world. She can't walk down the human streets unless her wings are hidden, or it's Halloween. She has chosen to live in a cave out of fear. She fears humans and would gladly kill, and/or eat them. She guards her lair well.

Weapons/skills:
She has learned to use her sharp claws like knives or daggers. Flying is her main skill. She likes to fly in and swoop up her pray.

Weakness:
Because she can fly she doesn't walk much, this can be fatal if she is trapped on the ground. She has limited ability to use her hands. She has also developed a hatred of humans, her human side is slowly fading away each day.

Other:
Up for love... but eh it may not stay that way.
All I can hear; "I me mine, I me mine, I me mine". Even those tears; "I me mine, I me mine, I me mine". No one's frightened of playing it. Everyone's saying it. Flowing more freely than wine. All through your life; "I me mine".




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I would like a spot :P
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I call a spot for a male and female... siblings :D
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Spot called. This sounds good! :D
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Name: Faye Pru
Age: 17
Gender:Female

Appearance: Faye reminds people of exactly what her name means (Fairy), she has flowy brown hair that she styles differently everyday and large dreamy blue eyes. Her body is nimble and quick to respond to anything.

Power(s) One or two: She is quite fast and can jump really high (almost like flight)

Personality: An adventurist and go lucky. Her mind is always in motion about certain topics and ideas of how to make things funner, she always has a dreamy look about her.

Weapons/skills: She can fight well? Ill edit later

Weakness: She bruises easily and it's gotten to a point of where she doesn't care if she is injured or not.

Other:Up for love
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I've never done a storybook before, but this sounds cool. I think that I might get in on this. Also I want a girl so save a spot for her.
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This sounds interesting. I call a spot for a girl.
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Name: Kaleb Sanders (preferably known as Kale)

Age: 21

Gender: male

Appearance: As a human, he is tall - about 6'2 - and looks like this:[url="Human"]http://i.neoseeker.com/mgv/245479-Animalfan/479/14/1208469129_woah_display.jpg[/url] As a wyvern, he stands close to 50 feet at the withers, and looks like this: [url="Wyvern"]http://pictures.linkmesh.com/dragons/imagenes/white_dragon.jpg[/url]

Powers: Kale controls ice. He can also fly, breath ice as well as fire, and has a strong venom - when in wyvern form.

Personality: Kale tends to be the quiet one. He keeps to himself, sitting apart from others, and putting up an aristocratic, stoic front. In battle, he is fierce, sometimes to the point of exhausting and injuring himself. It seems like he trusts nobody, but he is in truth very lonely and wants someone to share care with.

Weapons/skills: He keeps a ten-inch dagger in his boot, and another concealed on his belt. Despite his collected attitude, he has very good people skills.

Weakness: He suffers from flashbacks, and has no memory prior to his fifteenth birthday.

Other: Up for love.
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Profiles are now closed. If you called a spot please post your profiles. We're very low on guys, so if you people who called spots for a girl wouldn't mind playing a guy, please make your char a guy.
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Ack, can we start this thing already. I'm almost forgetting about the thread.
All I can hear; "I me mine, I me mine, I me mine". Even those tears; "I me mine, I me mine, I me mine". No one's frightened of playing it. Everyone's saying it. Flowing more freely than wine. All through your life; "I me mine".




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((I know you said profiles were closed, but I'd be interested in making a guy if you could let me in. If not, I understand.))
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((Feel free to come in Buggy. But no more after you join. Everyone please post their profiles!))

Aleah sat on a bench in the park, reading a book. The sun was shining, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. She smelled strongly of sulfur, but that was natural for her. Her hair and skin was also hot to the touch, but that was normal too. The school nurse had freaked out many times because her body temprature was always in the triple-digits. She closed her book and began walking home, humming quietly to herself. She usually hummed while she walked; it cheered her up.

She walked down the sidewalk and stepped off the curb without bothering to look both ways. The streets were always empty this time of day. Or so she thought.

A car skidded around the corner, going at least thirty miles above the speed limit. The driver was frantically trying to hit the brakes, but they wouldn't work. Aleah screamed and forced herself to move, darting onto the curb just as the car reached the spot she had been standing. It crashed into a telephone pole a moment later.

Aleah hurried to the car, coughing as the smell of gasoline filled the air. She would have to be careful here. If she got emotional at all she could cause the whole thing to blow. She made it to the driver's seat and wrenched open the door, pulling the driver out and away from the wreckage. Remarkably, he wasn't hurt. He was unconscious, but his eyes snapped open a minute later. "Are you all right?" Aleah asked.

((A chance to bring a male character in, if there's any yet.))
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((cool beans. I will post my profile tomorrow, studying for a microbiology test right now))
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When the car crashed she had been flying through the buildings. It was good practice on her wings. She liked to hunt humans once or twice a month. She saw one blinded by smoke. She grinned. There it was. It was perfect prey. Nothing abnormal about this human in the slightest.

That's what she thought before she grabbed the shoulders of the human and started to fly away. She managed to fly a few feet before her hands had been burnt by the human. "Owch, not fair!" She dropped the not human. It landed on it's back.

"What are you? What is your name not human?" She flew in circles around the not human. She eyed it carefully. Her English was broken up, slow, and serpent like. She couldn't let this not human catch her when she was on the ground. She was braced to move.
All I can hear; "I me mine, I me mine, I me mine". Even those tears; "I me mine, I me mine, I me mine". No one's frightened of playing it. Everyone's saying it. Flowing more freely than wine. All through your life; "I me mine".



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