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Whoa check it out, I'm probably taking a nap. Look at me go, fast asleep!

[A lighthearted chuckle]

This is my voicemail, don't be afraid to leave me a message. I'll answer as soon as I can, promise.

Thanks!
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Personal Information DONE

Name: Andasax or Anda is okay.

Age: 20

Personal Journal: lol nope

Email / AIM / MSN / Plurk: E-mail: Lurai13@yahoo.com Plurk: PioPioAndasax, Tumblr: An-da

Current Character(s): None! :(


Character Information

Name: Hazel Garcia Cardenal

Age: 17
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"What? WHAT? NO! FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU AND THE FUCKING HORSE YOU RODE IN ON!

DOWNTOWN IS NOT A WAR ZONE. DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MANY CIVILIANS ARE IN THERE? THOSE ARE A LOT OF LIVES, AND I'M NOT LETTING YOU THROW THEM AWAY FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR LITTLE 'PLAN'."

Hazel was livid. She had gone from half asleep to fully awake the moment the implications of the plan being discussed sank into her dazed mind.

"This is a major population center, and I am NOT wrecking it just to preserve the element of surprise! I don't care if it's the Primeval Fucking Lion, I wouldn't care if it was fucking Leviathan himself!"

A small gasp erupted from the left side of the table, catching the attention of everyone in the office. A creature resembling a small glowing snake with a dragon's head, apologized softly, looking down. He started speaking to another one in soft humming tones. A third one glared at Hazel disapprovingly, prompting her to snort and roll her eyes at him.

"Don't look at me like that Cuauhtemoc. I don't care. It's a stupid plan and you know it."

"Hazel, the Tiānshàng's less than a week away. There's not much we can do."

Hazel snarled at her superior officer. "OH, I'M SORRY, I thought we were the International Draconis Corps. I thought we were Second and First Class. I thought we had Aras in the room here." She shot a pointed glare at the three figures, then. Trying to compose herself, she looked back at Brigadier Vaughn. "We are known for finding alternatives. It's what we do. We avoid conflict, and when we can't, we resolve it quickly, and efficiently, and with minimal loss of life. There has to be another way. I don't care if he knows I'm coming, I am telling people to evacuate or to stay indoors. I won't have innocent blood on my hands. Visiting next of kin is bad enough, I'm tired of this shit."

She looked desperately around the table, pleading silently for support, sympathy, something, anything, please don't make me do this.

"You can't be feeding your damn egos with souls. That's what you'e doing, and you're sinking down to his level, you're turning the whole area from Brickel to Wynwood into his altar, and sacrificing all the people in it to him. You're trying too hard to make a big damn show so everyone hails y'all as some damn tactical geniuses, but at what cost?? And who will be the bad guy? Who's face is going to be plastered on the news? ME."

Hazel sighed roughly and sat down. "I'm tired of this shit man. You guys need to re-evaluate your priorities. Sort yourselves out." She glared at the empty paper in front of her, where she was supposed to be writing notes. A hand fell on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. She looked up at Joel, her spotter. 'I've got you' He mouthed, and Hazel couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit better.
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[The feed opens up in the Northern Welcome House, in the seemingly empty kitchen. It's morning, and the sunlight is starting to filter in through the windows.

Hazel shuffles in, half-asleep, tail dragging on the ground, feathers crooked and askew, with a blanket on her back, warming her. It may only be fall, but this is about as cold as it gets in Miami, and she really does not tolerate the cold.334499

She walks over to the counter, putting a hand on it to steady herself on her hind legs as she reaches into a cabinet. She sets about preparing some coffee and a bowl of cereal. When it is all ready, She walks out of the kitchen. She comes back a minute later with a small cushion. Sure, she isn’t stuck-up about needing proper seating, she could sit on the floor, but dammit, that floor is cold.

She blearily drops the pillow in front of the table, carefully maneuvers the bowl and mug onto the table, and sits, drawing the blanket tighter around her shoulders. As she takes the first blissful sip of coffee, she smiles a bit to herself and starts the long process of fully waking up.]

Piper, in the mean-time, has shambled her way down from her room in the welcome house, wearing the same purple princess pajama pants she’d arrived in on her first day. She’d come into the kitchen in the space of time that Hazel had left to go get her cushion, . Eyes, still half closed, she’s in the middle of groping through the contents of the fridge looking for milk when the blanket wrapped dragon returns.

Piper finally finds the milk, and turns around to go look for a bowl and some cereal to fill it with. She’d heard the rustle of another person enter but thought nothing of it until now. Faced with the image of a feathered dragon seated at the kitchen table, her eyes fly wide and she lets off an ear splitting shriek!]

AHHHHHHHHH!

[The milk flies out of her hand, to land with a hollow thud and a splash on the ground. The refrigerator itself is left standing wide open, as Piper is too intent on making her hasty escape out of the room to pay attention to much else.]

[Hazel barely registered the other presence, at least until the other started shrieking, that is. That got her attention pretty quick. She stumbled to her feet, bumping her hip into the table pretty hard and nearly upending her coffee.]

WHAT THE, HOLY-! MY COFFEE!

[She managed to reach out and save the mug without spilling too badly, but
when she turned around, all she saw was a blur of purple and almost white, flying down the hall.]

...the fuck was that?!
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Personal Information DONE

Name: Andasax or Anda is okay.

Age: 20

Personal Journal: lol nope

Email / AIM / MSN / Plurk: E-mail: Lurai13@yahoo.com Plurk: PioPioAndasax, Tumblr: Andasax

Current Character(s): Don't got none B[


Character Information

Name: Hazel Garcia Cardenal

Age: 17
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CHARACTER NAME: Hazel Garcia-Cardenal
CHARACTER SERIES: Draconis Rising (OC)

[OOC]
This is the permissions list for OOC (out of character), activity.
Answer the following questions with "yes" or "no", as well as additional information if desired.

Backtagging: ???
Threadhopping: ???
Fourthwalling: I don't think that'll be a problem, since she's an OC, but...
Offensive subjects (elaborate): I can't really think of anything now, but just ask me!

[IC]
This is the permissions list for IC (in-character), activity.
Answer the following questions with "yes" or "no", as well as additional information if desired. With IC permissions, it's a good idea to elaborate on what other players can expect from your character if they choose to do any of the following:

Hugging this character: She'll probably hug you first, the kid's pretty touchy-feely. She'd probably laugh and hug you back.
Kissing this character: Oh man, this one's a mixed bag. She playfully flirts with all of her friends, and is kinda boy-crazy, but if anything gets serious, she'll flush and get super-shy. If she doesn't like you, expect a fist to the face.
Flirting with this character: Go for it! She's great at doing the flirting, but once any interest is expressed, her brain'll short out!
Fighting with this character: She'll have fun with it. Just don't go punching her in the face for no reason.
Injuring this character (include limits and severity): Hm, she's really durable, and getting bashed around is part of her job, so...
Killing this character: Nope. Not until we plan it out. I don't want Hazel dying all over the place, and I don't think she does either.
Using telepathy/mind reading abilities on this character: Sure. Just tell me what you need to know, but some things in her head are not entirely hers and not to be messed around with.

Warnings:
UH? She has a hair-trigger temper? She'll beat you a DigBuild?

Oh! Hazel can't control herself around orbs. Like big shiny round things? No. She'll want to hoard them under her bed. It's not just her, it's everyone in her world. Incidentally, marbles is a popular game, even amongst adults.

Get your own copy of the IC/OOC Permissions meme!
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Personal Information DONE

Name: My real name's Paola, but you can call me Andasax or Anda if you want, okay?

Age: 18

Personal Journal:

Email / AIM / MSN / Plurk: E-mail: Lurai13@yahoo.com Plurk: PioPioAndasax, Tumblr: Andasax

Current Character(s): None yet!



Character Information

Name: Hazel Garcia Cardenal

Age: 16
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