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(( Independent rp blog. ))
FC: Ellen Page and Emily Browning ( on occasion).
(( I own none of the images or gifs or fanart, James Patterson owes The Maximum Ride series and Narae Lee owns the manga designs. ))
(( Okay don't be all like to her "Oh you have wings" because Max would not have wings out on display like that or she would be a walking target. ))
M!A: None, always accepting.
Relationship status: With Axel Haddeson.
(( This is a multi-verse account so there may be the odd AU relationship with Max but with the main universe she is with Axel. )) (( Those only are for lovely dovey relationships all others besides those even family will be in the main universe. ))
28th March 1994 (or there abouts)
Hello the name's Max or Maximum don't wear it out. I am 18.
I found this site called Tumblr and since Fang has a blog why can't I? I am 2% Bird or avian, falcon or hawk DNA and 98% human, which means I have wings, how I got to be like this my DNA got spliced when I was a baby maybe younger my wings are brown and white with tan specks, pretty I know.
I was sent to a lab me and the Flock get it because we're part bird yeah yeah whatever. The school with the damn white coats who are bastards, scratch that sadistic bastard. Since me and the Flock left the School we have been on the run it has been one hell of a journey.
(( Like if I owe. ))
✻:- “You have a lovely name.” She commented happily, glad that this girl had shared something with her. She seemed nice enough; perhaps they could become friends in time. “Can I help you find something, or get somewhere? I don’t find many people under bridges, so could you be lost?” She asked then, pondering out loud mostly to herself.
“Thank you so do you, I guess.” She scratched her cheek. She didn’t want to ask for help like a place to stay but she couldn’t sleep on the street either. Max sighed, “I need someplace to crash.”
✚:- Daisuke caught the clothing that was thrown at him and he quickly slipped the shirt on then he put the lab coat on once more. The ravenette took the shoes as well and he quickly put them on his slender feet. The teen then stood up and scratched the back of his neck. ” Yeah.” He retorted as he brought his hand down from where it laid on his neck and let his hang at his side.
“Lets go.” She opens the door Max begins to walk down the corridor looking around to see if anyone was around. She hoped no one came up to then and talked to them which may be unlikely.
✚:- Daisuke nodded as she spoke. The teen followed her closely behind. He was going to make sure nothing seemed out of place. He would be sure no one was following them or seemed like they were going to attack or was giving them a suspicious glance. He thought they fit it quite well.
Max inwardly smield at them not being noticed. She looked around trying not to make it seem suspicious. She walked to a carpark and jogged to one of the cars. “We can use this to get away.” spoke in a low voice.
(( I owe a intro post for a Grimmjow and a reply to Daisuke. Like if I owe. ))
Max had banked onto the rooftop of a nearby school seeing that it was empty she sat there for a moment, resting her wings. She stretched letting the wind whip through her hair softly.
☀:- Ichigo had gone after a Hollow. He thought it was stupid that Rukia hadn’t gone to get it. He sighed knowing there was nothing he could do about it. He started heading home when he saw someone just standing on top. He also noticed how strange the figure was. He turned and went towards them. Once he made it he was surprised to see why the figure was so awkward.
Max laid on the rooftop enjopying having the sun out and shining on her face. “Mmmm, today is a good day.” She murmured to herself. She heard footsteps coming up to where she ways. Well the relaxtion was good while it lasted. She sighed standing up her wings still out she began to out them out, Max froze hearing the door open. “Fuck.” She mumbled.
✻:-The aurbun haired girl smiled in a bright way as she spotted it; a daisy. It was truly a simple flower, just a small white thing really. But, as she gazed upon it, the flower seemed to beckon to her. Perhaps she could present the beautiful plant to Kuchiki-san or Tatsuki as a surprise. She turned then, being sure to softly flow to the back of the school group; she knew that breaking off from the group was wrong and expressly forbidden, but the sweet gift was just to good to pass.
She jogged off then, promising to herself that she would be quick, and softly approached the colorless daisy that grew near a trickling river. It was then she heard the rustling; it was not far off, just in the bushes under the bridge. She turned slowly, her eyes peering, searching for something; anything.
Max watched the girl from under the bridge trying not to make any sound. “Shit.” She cursed quietly when she made a rock move flinching and freezing hoping the girl didn’t hear, but she did. Looks like you’ve been found out Max. Yeah no shit sherlock. She answered the voice in her head. With a sigh she walked out from behind the bridge. “…….Hey.”
✻:- Seeing a figure emerge from under the bridge, Orihime jumped back, no longer peering. Instead, she stood straight, scratching the back of her head in slight embarrassment as she suddenly felt as though she was encroaching upon this woman’s privacy.
“Um…..yes. Hi!” She replied, a little too enthusiastic The question as to why this girl was under the bridge seemed to slip the orangette’s mind entirely; but, that is how it seemed to be for many things. Orihime stepped forward then, her hands in front of her body.
“I am Orihime Inoue.” She said calmly, bowing as she introduced herself to the stranger before her.
Max crossed her arms over her chest, she frowned at the girl watching her carefully. This girl has way too much energry like Nudge. She thought. “I am Max Ride.” She responded looking confused as the girl bowed.
- You are proud of your character
- You are proud of the work you put into them
- You love the relationships your character has made
- You love how your character has turned out
- You look forward to watching your character (continue to) grow
- You look forward to the stories and plots you and your partners will come up with
- You look forward to making more RP friends
I know I am.
“Still, you parents aren’t evil white coats and they make you good food. That’s something to be excited about I think.” Toby remarked with a smile.
“I suppose. Are your parents Whitecoats?” She asked him.
“No, but I’m a clone of a white coat’s son.” He replied with a shrug.
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Sounds like what happened to Ari. Max had a tightness in her chest knowing her step-brother was dead.