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fang2_d2☞ Player Information;
Name: Leca
Player Journal:leca.dreamwidth.org
Age: 32
Contact: lecanis @ plurk, aim, gmail
Other characters currently played at Ryan's Gulch: N/A
☞ Character Information;
Character Name: Fang
Canon: Maximum Ride (novels)
OU or AU?: OU Canon point: Nevermore, near the end, during fight with Dylan
Setting: Fang’s world is on the surface the modern real world that we live in. The amount of genetic experimentation and cover-up of the same going on behind the scenes is a whole other story. Fang himself was injected with avian DNA before birth, and programmed with various other modifications that would come about as he grew. The organization which carried out this experimentation and its various influences in political and business circles comprises the main difference between the world of the novels and ours.
History: Fang’s early life was something straight out of nightmares: he spent his first years being experimented upon by mad-scientist types. The place in which he lived was called “The School”, but bore little resemblance to a place of learning. Fang and other experiments like himself lived in dog cages, and specimens whose DNA modifications turned out less stable than his died in front of his eyes on a regular basis.
Like many of the children at the School, Fang didn’t know anything about where he came from before that, and he never learned who his parents were or had any contact with them. The “family” that he came to know as his own were known as “the Flock”, and consisted of a group of birdkids like himself: Max, Iggy, Nudge, the Gasman, and Angel. Fang was the second oldest member of the group, and considered the right-wing-man of the leader Max.
When the Flock was taken away from the School by a scientist named Jeb, their lives improved for a while. Jeb took them away to a place where they could live in peace, and they lived in a happy home together with their savior for a while. When Jeb disappeared, it was believed by the Flock that he had died, and Max stepped into a somewhat parental role with the other members. While Jeb did eventually show up again, he was never considered entirely trustworthy after that, and never resumed his role with the Flock.
When Fang was fourteen, a lot of things changed. An attack by other genetically altered beings - known as “Erasers” and part-wolf - caused the Flock to have to leave their home, and they took off running. Or flying, as it were. This would begin a series of adventures that spans eight novels, through which Fang plays a significant role.
Fang starts out very quiet, so much so that people often forget that he’s around. However, as the story goes on and the Flock tries to solve various mysteries about both their current situation and their origins, he begins to take more and more active roles. It started fairly simply: he started a blog about the birdkids and their lives, garnering attention mostly from young people and trying to stir up support for their cause.
Later, when Max allowed an Eraser who had previously been an enemy to stay with the Flock after helping them, Fang decided that he couldn’t live with that situation and took Iggy and Gasman and left. This brief split of the Flock was a hard time for everyone involved, and didn’t last long. When Max and her remaining followers were in danger, Fang both mobilized kids to help them through his blog and headed off to help them himself. He and his part of the Flock were delayed, but the blog readers proved to be an asset in the fight that followed.
This wasn’t to be the only time Fang fled his little ragtag adoptive family. A budding romantic relationship between himself and Max led to the other member’s of the Flock feeling left out and lacking leadership, and the two teenagers wound up taking off on their own again. Of course, as before, danger brought the Flock back together.
But danger could separate them as well. When the youngest member of the group, Angel, pronounced that Fang would be the first to die, it was very unsettling. And when he did die - briefly - , it became even more of an issue. Even though he was brought back to life, it proved that he was always going to be in danger, and a danger to those around him. At the time, he didn’t know why. A newcomer to the Flock - a cloned birdkid named Dylan who had been created to be Max’s “perfect other half” - wound up giving Fang the last push that he needed to take action anew. This time, that action was setting off to become leader of his own group of enhanced kids.
Fang’s “gang” started out with a few kids who he met through his blog, and grew to include a clone of Max. It didn’t last long, and didn’t end well. The clone, who now called herself Maya, wound up dying, and two other member’s of Fang’s group wound up betraying him because they would rather protect themselves than do anything about a threat to humanity. Fang wound up heading back to the Flock, desperate to find Max and help her despite all the complicated issues between them.
He got there through hitchhiking and walking, unable to fly because of injuries sustained in a fight against yet another incarnation of the Erasers. Soon afterward, he was off with the Flock to help rescue Angel, who had been presumed dead but was discovered to have been taken by the scientists again instead.
Immediately following Angels rescue, more trouble ensued for the Flock. The Erasers, including a newly-cloned version of an old acquaintance, came knocking, along with their old ‘friend’ Jeb. And the news that Jeb brought with him was shocking: not only was Fang supposed to die, he was being targeted because his DNA held the key to immortality. This didn’t mean that Fang himself was necessarily immortal, but his lifespan was unknown and his DNA was infinitely regenerative. The scientific community was in an uproar, and everyone wanted their hands on Fang. Jeb claimed to want to kill Fang to save him from years of experimentation, from being put into a vegetative state and kept alive that way indefinitely.
The Flock, of course, wasn’t simply going to accept that Fang had to die. They fought as they had always fought, and with the help of their newest member Dylan, managed to persevere over the Erasers. When that was accomplished, however, Dylan turned to attack Fang himself, also tasked with the job of taking him out and determined to do so.
It’s from this point that Fang will come into the game, his last memory being of Dylan’s hands around his throat, Max trying to protect him, and death likely just a moment away.
Personality: For much of his life, Fang was a very quiet boy, tending to fade into the background. Even after leaving the School and escaping the scientists, he let the more talkative members of his Flock carry conversations while he made the occasional snarky comment or tease. As the second oldest of his group, he tended to think of himself as somewhat responsible for the younger members.
Early on, Fang learned that people aside from his Flock were not to be trusted, and he wasn’t quick to socialize with anyone else. Eventually, however, he began to believe that the Flock could benefit from the help of outsiders, as long as there was a way to control the information that got out about them. Thus began the blog, and Fang’s increased dependence on it (and his readers) showed an underlying desire for a support network and to move outside his own secret little world. This newfound ability to trust others doesn’t extend to adults, only kids.
Fang’s personal values are at times quite noble. Despite his sometimes rudeness, he wants to help others, and would sacrifice himself not only for his Flock, but often for others in need. When the question of whether to leave the human race to die while saving themselves or do what they could to help everyone came up, Fang came down quite firmly on the side of helping others. This caused a rift in his gang and led up to a betrayal, but Fang didn’t change his mind.
Like most individuals with strong beliefs, however, Fang also suffers from a certain amount of guilt. He’s made some very serious mistakes over the course of his young life, some of which come with body counts. He says himself that he has regrets when he’s faced with the death of Ari, who had been an enemy and nearly killed Fang, but ultimately chose to help the Flock and died during that endeavor. Fang’s distrust of and refusal to be around Ari caused a rift which for a while separated his little adoptive family.
Fang’s regrets also extend to his relationships with individuals. Like most people who see themselves as “strong” or “capable”, every situation in which he has felt helpless or been unable to save a friend in danger weighs on him heavily. He has been at least partially responsible for most of the situation in which the Flock has split up, and has treated others harshly at times when he felt hurt himself.
While he is trying to overcome these things, changes in behavior patterns and thought processes take time, and he has a tendency to be disheartened by his failures and to take his anger at situations out on others, at times. Even, or perhaps especially, on those he loves. He’s a pretty classic example of a teenager with issues who has a good heart hidden somewhere underneath them.
Abilities: As an avian-human hybrid, Fang has quite a few advantages over humans. He has wings, can fly at outrageous speeds, and maneuver well both on the ground and in the air. He has enhanced vision, like hawk eyes. He’s both stronger and faster than a human being, and can deliver blows with crushing force. Accelerated healing is another perk of his genetic alteration, and most injuries get better within a couple of days. Even more than others of his kind, Fang specifically is very hard to kill, and has recovered from injuries that should have been fatal more than once.
A more recent power development is the ability to camouflage himself, as long as he doesn’t move. While sitting directly in front of others who are actually looking right at him, he can disappear. The effect goes away as soon as he moves, however.
In anticipation of an apocalypse that would leave most of the world underwater, Fang’s kind were also created with an ability to breathe underwater, which is also a recent manifestation and something he would still be getting used to.
As well as his special bird-kid powers, Fang has access to the basic fighting ability that he’s both trained and developed through experience. He’s also quite streetwise, used to having to survive in less than ideal living conditions, and able to take care of himself. His education is somewhat spotty, and has a lot of gaps, but he’s been doing a lot of self-study recently. He’s used to trying to puzzle his way through complicated schemes and the motivations of others.
Fang is most likely going to use all his talents for things like self-defense if necessary, though what kind of niche he will find vocationally will probably depend on how his first impressions of the setting go.
How did your character arrive in Rapture? Teleportation plasmid gone wonky! Fang certainly wouldn’t volunteer to come to a place full of science-y things, considering his history.
Network sample: [Text]
[He wavers for quite some time about how to attempt communication. He hasn’t entirely gotten over his awkwardness with people, and the idea of just displaying himself on video to a bunch of strangers is not a pleasant one. He’s been there, done that. Fame is overrated.
Instead, he chooses text.]
Yo.
I can’t seem to reach any frequency I recognize, but just in case anyone out there in this weird underwater city can get internet, you might know who I am.
This is Fang, and I’m sending out a call for help.
If you’ve read the blog and know what’s going on there, there’s a lot of really awful stuff about to go down, which I really need to get back to, but I seem to have found myself bird-kidnapped. Anyone got a map up to the surface I can borrow, or any idea where or how this might have happened?
Jeb, if you’re somehow involved in this, I suggest you tell me what’s going on before I lose my temper.
For the rest of you: If you have no idea what I’m talking about, hit me up anyway and tell me where the hell I am, okay?
Log sample: It’s an awfully big cage, as cages go, Fang thinks as he walks the streets of the city, his hands tucked in his jacket pockets and his chin dropped just enough to look like he’s minding his own business without looking like an easy target. It’s a look he’s had years to perfect, the one that says he knows how to handle himself but isn’t going to mess with you if you don’t mess with him. He’s a little big for his age - he certainly looks older than sixteen - and he’s used to the streets.
He reassures himself of this mentally, because he really doesn’t want to feel like a scared little kid trapped in a dog-carrier again. It’d be easy enough to feel that way, trapped as he is, even though the “cage” in question is essentially a whole city. It’s the same concept, and he’s already tried breaking his way out with no success.
He’s here, and the Flock is somewhere else, and that’s all that really matters. Except that he can’t let it be all that matters, because then he’d lay down and die, and that certainly doesn’t help anything.
Instead, he walks.
He’s not looking for anything in particular. It’s too soon yet to consider doing any kind of serious investigation or trying to hunker down, and he’s too restless to think about it anyway. He sighs and looks around himself, almost wishing that someone would start some kind of trouble with him. He’d be familiar with that, at least.
Nothing.
Another sigh, another look around himself, and Fang is slipping off his jacket, folding it over his arm, and flexing muscles that are still far too sore from injuries that happened before this little adventure. They don’t like it, but they respond, and dark wings unfold through the slits in his t-shirt cut for just that purpose.
It’s only when he’s rolling his shoulders and actually preparing to take to the air that he realizes that he’s miscalculated, and he’s not quite as alone as he’d thought. The panic is automatic - no more press! - and he jumps, flaps his wings, and nearly knocks the poor innocent bystander off his feet as he takes to the air.
There’s nowhere to go, of course, not really. But he can go up, up, up, and even if there’s no natural wind or proper feel of high altitude or thinning air and crispness, there’s something soothing about the familiar action of flying. He flies until he’s ready to drop, until he knows he needs food, really should eat. Instead he simply settles himself onto a ledge near the top of a building, closes his eyes, and disappears, blending into the wall as he falls off to sleep, exhausted, hungry, but calmer now.
Name: Leca
Player Journal:leca.dreamwidth.org
Age: 32
Contact: lecanis @ plurk, aim, gmail
Other characters currently played at Ryan's Gulch: N/A
☞ Character Information;
Character Name: Fang
Canon: Maximum Ride (novels)
OU or AU?: OU Canon point: Nevermore, near the end, during fight with Dylan
Setting: Fang’s world is on the surface the modern real world that we live in. The amount of genetic experimentation and cover-up of the same going on behind the scenes is a whole other story. Fang himself was injected with avian DNA before birth, and programmed with various other modifications that would come about as he grew. The organization which carried out this experimentation and its various influences in political and business circles comprises the main difference between the world of the novels and ours.
History: Fang’s early life was something straight out of nightmares: he spent his first years being experimented upon by mad-scientist types. The place in which he lived was called “The School”, but bore little resemblance to a place of learning. Fang and other experiments like himself lived in dog cages, and specimens whose DNA modifications turned out less stable than his died in front of his eyes on a regular basis.
Like many of the children at the School, Fang didn’t know anything about where he came from before that, and he never learned who his parents were or had any contact with them. The “family” that he came to know as his own were known as “the Flock”, and consisted of a group of birdkids like himself: Max, Iggy, Nudge, the Gasman, and Angel. Fang was the second oldest member of the group, and considered the right-wing-man of the leader Max.
When the Flock was taken away from the School by a scientist named Jeb, their lives improved for a while. Jeb took them away to a place where they could live in peace, and they lived in a happy home together with their savior for a while. When Jeb disappeared, it was believed by the Flock that he had died, and Max stepped into a somewhat parental role with the other members. While Jeb did eventually show up again, he was never considered entirely trustworthy after that, and never resumed his role with the Flock.
When Fang was fourteen, a lot of things changed. An attack by other genetically altered beings - known as “Erasers” and part-wolf - caused the Flock to have to leave their home, and they took off running. Or flying, as it were. This would begin a series of adventures that spans eight novels, through which Fang plays a significant role.
Fang starts out very quiet, so much so that people often forget that he’s around. However, as the story goes on and the Flock tries to solve various mysteries about both their current situation and their origins, he begins to take more and more active roles. It started fairly simply: he started a blog about the birdkids and their lives, garnering attention mostly from young people and trying to stir up support for their cause.
Later, when Max allowed an Eraser who had previously been an enemy to stay with the Flock after helping them, Fang decided that he couldn’t live with that situation and took Iggy and Gasman and left. This brief split of the Flock was a hard time for everyone involved, and didn’t last long. When Max and her remaining followers were in danger, Fang both mobilized kids to help them through his blog and headed off to help them himself. He and his part of the Flock were delayed, but the blog readers proved to be an asset in the fight that followed.
This wasn’t to be the only time Fang fled his little ragtag adoptive family. A budding romantic relationship between himself and Max led to the other member’s of the Flock feeling left out and lacking leadership, and the two teenagers wound up taking off on their own again. Of course, as before, danger brought the Flock back together.
But danger could separate them as well. When the youngest member of the group, Angel, pronounced that Fang would be the first to die, it was very unsettling. And when he did die - briefly - , it became even more of an issue. Even though he was brought back to life, it proved that he was always going to be in danger, and a danger to those around him. At the time, he didn’t know why. A newcomer to the Flock - a cloned birdkid named Dylan who had been created to be Max’s “perfect other half” - wound up giving Fang the last push that he needed to take action anew. This time, that action was setting off to become leader of his own group of enhanced kids.
Fang’s “gang” started out with a few kids who he met through his blog, and grew to include a clone of Max. It didn’t last long, and didn’t end well. The clone, who now called herself Maya, wound up dying, and two other member’s of Fang’s group wound up betraying him because they would rather protect themselves than do anything about a threat to humanity. Fang wound up heading back to the Flock, desperate to find Max and help her despite all the complicated issues between them.
He got there through hitchhiking and walking, unable to fly because of injuries sustained in a fight against yet another incarnation of the Erasers. Soon afterward, he was off with the Flock to help rescue Angel, who had been presumed dead but was discovered to have been taken by the scientists again instead.
Immediately following Angels rescue, more trouble ensued for the Flock. The Erasers, including a newly-cloned version of an old acquaintance, came knocking, along with their old ‘friend’ Jeb. And the news that Jeb brought with him was shocking: not only was Fang supposed to die, he was being targeted because his DNA held the key to immortality. This didn’t mean that Fang himself was necessarily immortal, but his lifespan was unknown and his DNA was infinitely regenerative. The scientific community was in an uproar, and everyone wanted their hands on Fang. Jeb claimed to want to kill Fang to save him from years of experimentation, from being put into a vegetative state and kept alive that way indefinitely.
The Flock, of course, wasn’t simply going to accept that Fang had to die. They fought as they had always fought, and with the help of their newest member Dylan, managed to persevere over the Erasers. When that was accomplished, however, Dylan turned to attack Fang himself, also tasked with the job of taking him out and determined to do so.
It’s from this point that Fang will come into the game, his last memory being of Dylan’s hands around his throat, Max trying to protect him, and death likely just a moment away.
Personality: For much of his life, Fang was a very quiet boy, tending to fade into the background. Even after leaving the School and escaping the scientists, he let the more talkative members of his Flock carry conversations while he made the occasional snarky comment or tease. As the second oldest of his group, he tended to think of himself as somewhat responsible for the younger members.
Early on, Fang learned that people aside from his Flock were not to be trusted, and he wasn’t quick to socialize with anyone else. Eventually, however, he began to believe that the Flock could benefit from the help of outsiders, as long as there was a way to control the information that got out about them. Thus began the blog, and Fang’s increased dependence on it (and his readers) showed an underlying desire for a support network and to move outside his own secret little world. This newfound ability to trust others doesn’t extend to adults, only kids.
Fang’s personal values are at times quite noble. Despite his sometimes rudeness, he wants to help others, and would sacrifice himself not only for his Flock, but often for others in need. When the question of whether to leave the human race to die while saving themselves or do what they could to help everyone came up, Fang came down quite firmly on the side of helping others. This caused a rift in his gang and led up to a betrayal, but Fang didn’t change his mind.
Like most individuals with strong beliefs, however, Fang also suffers from a certain amount of guilt. He’s made some very serious mistakes over the course of his young life, some of which come with body counts. He says himself that he has regrets when he’s faced with the death of Ari, who had been an enemy and nearly killed Fang, but ultimately chose to help the Flock and died during that endeavor. Fang’s distrust of and refusal to be around Ari caused a rift which for a while separated his little adoptive family.
Fang’s regrets also extend to his relationships with individuals. Like most people who see themselves as “strong” or “capable”, every situation in which he has felt helpless or been unable to save a friend in danger weighs on him heavily. He has been at least partially responsible for most of the situation in which the Flock has split up, and has treated others harshly at times when he felt hurt himself.
While he is trying to overcome these things, changes in behavior patterns and thought processes take time, and he has a tendency to be disheartened by his failures and to take his anger at situations out on others, at times. Even, or perhaps especially, on those he loves. He’s a pretty classic example of a teenager with issues who has a good heart hidden somewhere underneath them.
Abilities: As an avian-human hybrid, Fang has quite a few advantages over humans. He has wings, can fly at outrageous speeds, and maneuver well both on the ground and in the air. He has enhanced vision, like hawk eyes. He’s both stronger and faster than a human being, and can deliver blows with crushing force. Accelerated healing is another perk of his genetic alteration, and most injuries get better within a couple of days. Even more than others of his kind, Fang specifically is very hard to kill, and has recovered from injuries that should have been fatal more than once.
A more recent power development is the ability to camouflage himself, as long as he doesn’t move. While sitting directly in front of others who are actually looking right at him, he can disappear. The effect goes away as soon as he moves, however.
In anticipation of an apocalypse that would leave most of the world underwater, Fang’s kind were also created with an ability to breathe underwater, which is also a recent manifestation and something he would still be getting used to.
As well as his special bird-kid powers, Fang has access to the basic fighting ability that he’s both trained and developed through experience. He’s also quite streetwise, used to having to survive in less than ideal living conditions, and able to take care of himself. His education is somewhat spotty, and has a lot of gaps, but he’s been doing a lot of self-study recently. He’s used to trying to puzzle his way through complicated schemes and the motivations of others.
Fang is most likely going to use all his talents for things like self-defense if necessary, though what kind of niche he will find vocationally will probably depend on how his first impressions of the setting go.
How did your character arrive in Rapture? Teleportation plasmid gone wonky! Fang certainly wouldn’t volunteer to come to a place full of science-y things, considering his history.
Network sample: [Text]
[He wavers for quite some time about how to attempt communication. He hasn’t entirely gotten over his awkwardness with people, and the idea of just displaying himself on video to a bunch of strangers is not a pleasant one. He’s been there, done that. Fame is overrated.
Instead, he chooses text.]
Yo.
I can’t seem to reach any frequency I recognize, but just in case anyone out there in this weird underwater city can get internet, you might know who I am.
This is Fang, and I’m sending out a call for help.
If you’ve read the blog and know what’s going on there, there’s a lot of really awful stuff about to go down, which I really need to get back to, but I seem to have found myself bird-kidnapped. Anyone got a map up to the surface I can borrow, or any idea where or how this might have happened?
Jeb, if you’re somehow involved in this, I suggest you tell me what’s going on before I lose my temper.
For the rest of you: If you have no idea what I’m talking about, hit me up anyway and tell me where the hell I am, okay?
Log sample: It’s an awfully big cage, as cages go, Fang thinks as he walks the streets of the city, his hands tucked in his jacket pockets and his chin dropped just enough to look like he’s minding his own business without looking like an easy target. It’s a look he’s had years to perfect, the one that says he knows how to handle himself but isn’t going to mess with you if you don’t mess with him. He’s a little big for his age - he certainly looks older than sixteen - and he’s used to the streets.
He reassures himself of this mentally, because he really doesn’t want to feel like a scared little kid trapped in a dog-carrier again. It’d be easy enough to feel that way, trapped as he is, even though the “cage” in question is essentially a whole city. It’s the same concept, and he’s already tried breaking his way out with no success.
He’s here, and the Flock is somewhere else, and that’s all that really matters. Except that he can’t let it be all that matters, because then he’d lay down and die, and that certainly doesn’t help anything.
Instead, he walks.
He’s not looking for anything in particular. It’s too soon yet to consider doing any kind of serious investigation or trying to hunker down, and he’s too restless to think about it anyway. He sighs and looks around himself, almost wishing that someone would start some kind of trouble with him. He’d be familiar with that, at least.
Nothing.
Another sigh, another look around himself, and Fang is slipping off his jacket, folding it over his arm, and flexing muscles that are still far too sore from injuries that happened before this little adventure. They don’t like it, but they respond, and dark wings unfold through the slits in his t-shirt cut for just that purpose.
It’s only when he’s rolling his shoulders and actually preparing to take to the air that he realizes that he’s miscalculated, and he’s not quite as alone as he’d thought. The panic is automatic - no more press! - and he jumps, flaps his wings, and nearly knocks the poor innocent bystander off his feet as he takes to the air.
There’s nowhere to go, of course, not really. But he can go up, up, up, and even if there’s no natural wind or proper feel of high altitude or thinning air and crispness, there’s something soothing about the familiar action of flying. He flies until he’s ready to drop, until he knows he needs food, really should eat. Instead he simply settles himself onto a ledge near the top of a building, closes his eyes, and disappears, blending into the wall as he falls off to sleep, exhausted, hungry, but calmer now.