GreenTheGreat

"...Angel" He grumbled, continuing to walk towards the elevator. (RRRRRRRR TRANSPHOBIC REAL /j)

His response couldn't be heard. It was too muffled by the mask. He continued to walk. Trying to not look at Sullivain. (SULLIVAIN TRANSPHOBIC REAL 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨 😨😨😨😨😨😨😨 /j)

"..17.." he said nervously. Angel was embarrassed. This is exactly why he didn't talk. His head sunk into the shoulders as he pulled his beanie down and started to quickly walk towards the elevator.

Angel shook his head as he slammed headfirst into this person. He looked up "Sorry kid" He had said A look of annoyance appeared on his eyes, but his emotions were hard to read with that mask. "I am not a kid" He growled quietly in his higher-pitched voice.

(Why do you guys respond at the exact same time

She paced around, carefully observing, waiting for whoever she needed to talk to. This was very boring. Why did he have to be here again? They stood in place, tapping their claws impatiently on the ground with their mismatched arms crossed, simply glancing around at the students.

Angel was hungry. Of course he was, whatever that was just happened and he needed food. Too bad nothing here is good... He could easily get Food delivered to this room, but he needed to move around, he was going to the cafeteria himself. He stretched before leaving, walking through the halls with his head held higher than before. He went to the cafeteria, getting some food and going to one of the corners of the large room before sitting and taking his mask off to eat. (TLDR: I went to the cafeteria so I can interact with ppl lmao)

Green watched the kids with cat-like curiosity. Well, based on the kids here, this should be fun. I mean, new students are usually pretty fun, especially since they still have barely any idea what had happened. (Also I can be Exypnos head if u want!!)

Welcome to hell!!

STAY SILLY STAY SILLY!!!

Angel walked through the halls, bandages in hand, not paying attention to the people around. He audibly stomped by other rooms, going to his own. He hated this. He wanted to see the world again, not be trapped in this metal box. He didn't feel like himself, and he hated it. Angel's room was surprisingly small for the one with the 'air Serum.' A large screen was propped up on the wall, along with many posters he had managed to save. Angel rummaged through his closet, grabbing his usual outfit along with his beanie and mask. But before he put any of it on, he wrapped his chest with the bandages. (Don't do this, bind safely kids) He put on his usual garb, not giving a damn if he was 'supposed' to keep the hospital gown on. He put on his beanie, mask, and jacket before proceeding to look at himself in a mirror. This felt better.

Angel got the same directions and comments from some other personnel, groaning slightly at the different things. What even was the 'Wind serum?' And why wasn't it explained? Angel could only wonder as he proceeded to snatch a roll of bandages before heading towards the elevator to go to the living quarters.

Angel was still out cold. But after a bit, he slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes and analyzing the room around him. As he did this, he grew to look visibly uncomfortable, as he looked around for something. My mask, where is it?? He thought frantically as the doctors surrounding him continued to take notes and say things he wasn't paying attention to.

he can't see :[

(Yep! They totally are! My character is an anthto plushie thing :]

HE'S BACK

(Real)

(Star starless I have no idea what to do 😭)

Angel went through the same sort of process, although very obviously trying to prevent it from happening. He wouldn't pay attention to anything else, only his own thrashing. He didn't want to be here!! He couldn't do this! He wanted to go home.. but home was gone now. He soon realized what was happening out there as the memories rushed to his head, causing him to cease in his escape attempt

Angel jolted up from his hazy sleep to the same noises coming from the many machines. The weight of gravity along with the dizziness he felt pushed him back on the bed as the people around him ushered him to stay still. He attempted to move his hands to get this stress away, but he was prevented by the people. He was very clearly stressed, not even noticing the others about his age around him.

SI SI

Excitement!!!!

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Name: Angel Age: 17 Serum: Wind Sexuality: Pan Gender/Pronouns: Transmasc He/Him Appearance: a short and thinner person with dark brown hair that gets lighter at the roots. He has a darker tan skin color. He wears a black mask, black t-shirt, and baggy black cargo pants with a studded belt. He also wears a denim jacket with a large patch of a set of wings sewn on the back, as well as many other smaller patches. One of which prolly being a trans flag. Other notes: Quiet and doesn't talk much, but when he does his voice is higher pitched than most. Loves birdwatching and birds in general. A little bit of the tism (he has ASD).

Stealing wind RIGHT NOW