The Assassins of Oz (Started but still accepting)

Name: Uvarji (you-far-ee)

Age: 17-19 she's not sure. She doesn't bother with time, at all.

Alliance: Witch

Position: Minion of the witch, she's a flying monkey and also the leader of the others.

Personality: Uvarji is a very reserved girl around the queen. She keeps her wings tight and her attitude tighter, hiding her true self from the old hag. She's not the biggest fan of the queen, but seeing as she rescued Uvarji at a young age, they monkey girl is indebted to her. Away from the queen she's a total trickster. She's constantly picking on travelers and traveling merchant. Rather than being evil, she just likes to make people angry, especially one with animal characteristic. She prefers walking to flying and if there's a place she can get to by walking then she'll walk rather than fly.

Physical appearance: Uvarji has short honey brown hair with streaks of darker brown. Her eyes are a honey color outlined with thick eyelashes and she has full, plump lips. She's a short 5'2 and weights less than one hundred pounds. She is, however, very active with well defined muscles. A long chestnut monkey tail sprouts from her back, tipped with a light tan. She wears a gold headband on her forehead as well as fingers tipped with painted gold fingernails. She tends to keep her light brown wings open when she's not in the presence of the witch, but immediately draws them in when she realizes the queen is around, resorting back to her closed off personallity.

Magical abilities: Her basic abilities include being very well with the green-feathered arrows the queen sends her around with, some being messages directly from the queen. She also has the ability to play with fire. She can manipulate it rather well and spark it right from her fingertips. This, of course, enhances the fun she has when playing with travelers.

History: Uvarji was born to human parents. They freaked out at her appearance and left her in the orphanage of Oz. She, of course, ran away and the witch saved her from certain death from a Oz soldier that was going to kill her for pickpocketing. Ever since then she's lived at the witch's side.

Up for love?: Yes :3

Other: Hates dogs with a passion

Sounds good!

The Tin Man looked up from sharpening his broadsword. The sounds of the forest faded into silence. Overhead, a group of flying monkeys soared high overhead. Odd...the Witch's monkeys never come this far away from the castle... The Tin Man picked up his supply pack and sheathed his sword. It was time to talk to the Wizard of Oz. The Tin Man grinned. I hope something's wrong in Oz...the Wizard normally pays really good... It was time to go on the hunt.

Toto
The smell of motor oil and rust filled my nose. I craned my neck to the East then to the West.
There's trouble in Oz. "Ugh, those damn witches again!"
Toto went to catch up with the Tin Man.

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I went full on wolf and broke into a sprint. He's got to be around here somewhere...

Name:Jinjur
Age:is of no importance to a woman that fights
Alliance: to the one that assists her goals
Position: former Head of the Army of Revolt
Physical appearence: long dark hair, brown eyes, full lips,green worn out militaresque uniform, withdrawn manners that indicate an animalistic nature
Magical abilities:
History:She was the Head of the Army of Revolt, women only army that aimed to overthrow the current leader, but along the way, she lost her sanity. Her Husband betrayed her and so did her army.
Up for love: was married to a man, now married to her cause
Other:a wildcard, ferocious when given a cause, but unstable. The slightest hint of betrayal makes her see red.

A bit of a background story for my Munchkin:

There never was a battle, no bloody bodies littering the streets of Emerald, no burning houses, no victory chants. Nothing. Just the sound of chains as they locked on the hands and ankles of the dissidents.

SHE made it happen, from her icy throne. Jin, felt the cold grasp tighten around her heart. Defeated, she turns to him. Still uncertain of what he would face his lips began to move.

"No need," Jin stopped him. Slowly jin turned towards him and kissed his brow.

"Goodnight" and the thud of a body joined the sound of the chains; and then she was shadow.

Uvarji - Flying Monkey

Uvarji floated in the air, her wings fluttered slowly to just keep her in the air. The others squallered and screeched obseneties back and forth, finding their foul words funny between one another. The witch was taking far too long in her planning for what Uvarji was to do. It was simply a waiting game now. She sighed and glanced down, a glean of metal reflecting from the sun, right into her eyes. She flinched from the brightness, suddenly intrigued by the shininess to the moving form.

Tucking her wings in, she plummeted to the ground. The solid earth encroached her falling form faster and faster until finally she flung her wings open. She caught enough air to send her to her feet with a skip and a soft smile that showed off her bright smile, her eye teeth larger and sharper than the rest of them.

Just as she adjusted to the change in altitude, she smelt the most horrid smell. She turned to her left and there stood, in all its furry, matted up glory, a dog. She recoiled from the scent and peered at the tin man to her right, unsure of what allegience either belonged to. Being a flying monkey, it wasn't hard for them to see where her loyalties lied.

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This is based on my understanding that we are all on the way to the meeting mortimermcmirestinks described. If I'm wrong, someone please correct me.

Scarecrow

Scarecrow peered in the mirror and fastidiously adjusted his hat negative six degrees on the two-dimensional plane and six millimetres on the z axis. Then he grinned. He realised that it was funny he was taking such a lot of trouble over such a funny, floppy old hat, but it was all he had, it was practical, and he wanted to look as good as possible.

It had been two weeks (338 hours 16 minutes, to be precise) since Scarecrow had seen Dorthy. It had been 2067 hours since he’d had actually talked to her. By gauging the approximate width change [width (final) minus width (init.)] of her smile, and the average intensity of her facial vasodilatation when he approached, she was usually pleased to see him. This was understandable; he found that a familiar face had a positive effect on the dopamine levels in the brain.

He wished his familiar face was a handsomer one. By his estimation, he compared negatively in appearance to 82.5% of her male acquaintances between 18 and 25, and to at least 99% in physical ability. He found that, on average, 1.0 kg of extra muscle increased the Attractiveness of even a plain-looking male by 1.7%, and after 10 kg each kg of muscle increased the Attractiveness by 7.6%. There was that boy, for example, who merely had to flex the biceps in his left arm and the heartbeat of any girl within a radius of 7 metres would intensify to ≤a^2 , where a is equal to her average heartbeat...Scarecrow blinked to dismiss the calculations buzzing in his ears and dancing in front of his eyes.

They were sending him on some kind of mission (where they is equal to the Wizard and Dr Souther) with Dorthy. This, he speculated, was odd; his accumulated mission hours thus far in his life equaled 0; his fighting ability was sub-average by 78%. He brushed aside these thoughts too and allowed himself to be pleased at the prospect of seeing Dorthy, a pleasure which increased geometrically with the passage of time.

Dothea

I stand there, stunned, just as everyone else, as the message clicks off. I regain control quickly though, something my father has taught me to do over the years. I look at the Wizard, and say, "We have to fight her. We have to kill her before she kills us." I mean it. Looking at him, I see a glimpse offear, of hesitation. I recognize it instantly. "No." I say, reading his mind, "We are not giving up Oz. You know we can't trust her word. She'll kill Winkie anyway. Besides, if she does gain control of Oz, what do you think would happen? We would be killed, enslaved, forced to do her bidding. I won't- no, I can't let that happen. I'm going whether you tell me to or not."

He gulps, and seems extremely angry, although he trys to hide it. "You are going." He says tightly, strained. "Have you got all of your weapons?" He says, eying us. "Yes." Tin Man says, hefting his bag of weapons, struggling just a little with its weight. "Yes." Cowardly Lion says, lifting his bag as well. "Yes." Toto growls, baring his teeth. "Are you kidding me?" I say, holding up my basket, which has at least thirty knives and daggers hidden in it, as well as ten more on me.

"Very well. Good luck."