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Apple Pie

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a character in “The Organization”, as played by R.T.M.X.

Description

Name: Apple Pie

Age: 78 months (6.5 years)

Gender: Male

Species: Faerie Dragon

Description:
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Made up of mostly iridescent green and purple scales along with a bright green frill running down his jawline and spine, Apple Pie is a faerie dragon, a little, mischievous creature. His wings are attached to his body and primarily to his arms, where they give off a sort of butterfly appearance, running in shades of green to purple, with an almost translucent sheen to the colors. His belly is a grayish color, and a metal collar is usually seen around his neck. His small mouth is filled with rows of "sharp" need-like teeth, designed to catch and feed upon small reptiles and insects, though he will occasionally go after a small cat. Or an apple pie.

He communicates using small chirps and whistles and other uses of simple sounds when he's not actively using his telepathy.

Powers/Ablilties
Serving as one of the Organization's "tracers", Apple Pie is able to pick up the scent of any gifted individual within 50 feet, not because he's been trained to do so, but because he's addicted to feeding off of the mystical auras that these Gifted emit around them. These auras typically last in a given area for approximately 10 minutes, so it's not a terribly long time for him to be able to trace nearby Gifted.

He can communicate telepathically with whomever he wants, as long as they are within a 50 foot radius. The drawback to this is when he mentally speaks to somebody, all other Gifted can listen in to what he's saying.

The majority of his abilities fall under the category of "Illusionary Abilities", such as making mirror images of himself, creating imaginary lights and sounds around him. They aren't offensive in any way, as it's not his role, nor is he inherently hostile in the first place. And when he uses these abilities on somebody, they continue until they realize that they're simple illusions, and aren't real.

His only "offensive" ability that he has is a breath weapon, however this is used as a nonlethal self-defense weapon, that he only utilizes when he feels threatened. This breath weapon is a 15-foot cone of euphoria gas, a "happy gas" of sorts, potent enough to knock somebody out if in a confined space. If he releases such gas in a confined space (ventilation shaft, janitor closets), however, it has a high chance of backfiring and ending up knocking himself out in a grand state of happiness-induced drunkenness. It holds no effect on somebody if they decide to hold their breath longer until after the cloud disperses, though...

How normal humans have yet to figure out that he exists is his best ability of yet: "Invisibility". Even though it's more along the lines of bending light around his body, where he can still be spotted if one pays close attention to their surroundings due to the slight glimmering of the outline of his body, according to humans that is. Cats and other creatures with an excellent ability to pick up scent can detect him normally, and will normally alert people by acting strange (cats hissing at the air, bogs barking at nothing, et cetera). A note to make is that the invisibility is only useful to escape the unwanted eyes of normal humans, as the Gifted are normally able to see through his form of invisibility.

As a dragon, or faerie dragon to be exact, he does have the innate ability to fly. While the highest he can go without tiring is 30 feet, it is extremely rare to observe him to go that high up, as he does have somewhat a fear of heights. He is surprisingly agile and quick, able to outrun most athletic men, though he prefers to fly at a comfortable 5 feet off the ground.

Eye Color: Normally a bright hue green, however they change to a glowing blue when picking up a scent of a gifted individual.

Height/Weight: 5 feet long, wingspan 8'9, 150 pounds

Personality: Mischievous and very curious in nature, Apple Pie is always one for playing jokes on his handlers and other people that are around. Dancing lights, funny little sounds, he'll do what it'll take to get a good laugh, and he's known to keep moral up when a Gifted individual slips through their fingers. He is well trained as a tracer, partly due to the addiction he had gained from bathing in the auras of Gifted individuals. To the Organization, he's considered as a pet of sorts.

Family: Does the Organization count?

Brief Bio: Born and raised in captivity, Apple Pie has been successful at becoming one of the organization's "tracers". He isn't bound to a cage of some sort, however, he does have a small shock collar that stays around his neck, in case if he tries to escape the compound. However, the only time does the collar come off is when they give him the order to track down a Gifted being if they're unable to catch them.

He has the tendency to curl up into small bags, such as dufflebags and large backpacks, as well as shipping boxes. He gained the name of "Apple Pie" after it being one of his favorite foods, to the extent of it being used as a treat given to him when he accomplishes something.

So begins...

Apple Pie's Story

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"You know, I still can't figure out why we have to be ones to transport this... whatever the hell it is."

"Freddie, you know you like the lizard. Plus, it's more adept at tracking those freaks than half of us combined."

"But Mark, dude. Who in the right mind places butterfly wings on a freaking lizard? Please tell me that."


A black van carefully drove through the streets, where a couple other vans were demolished, one crashed into the wall of a building, another smoldering from a previous fire. The streets were empty now, the citizens having evacuated the area after teenagers were supposedly going on a rampage of sorts. This van was slightly larger than the others, appearing more like an animal transport, the golden "key and wing" logo on both sides among the basic black paint scheme.

"Well, this is the spot."

The van stopped, both the driver and passenger crawling out from their seats. While both were wearing gasmasks, the passenger had a cattle prod in hand,
and the driver was responding to their earlier conversation. "Fred, you gotta admit that it loves your granny's sweet apple pies."

Having reached the back of the van, the passenger had nervously gripped the cattle prod, readying himself for what might happen while the driver opened the set of heavy steel doors.

"Here boy, come on."

With that, within the darkness of the van, two bright green eyes stared at them, and within a split second, the driver had been knocked down as a reptilian creature pounced onto him...

The creature was a faerie dragon, gleaming with iridescent shades of green and purple, a bright green frill running down its jawline and back. Two fairly medium sized butterfly-like wings stretched outwards, free from the closure of its cage. While the creature tried to lick the man's gasmask, the driver removed the electric collar, which allowed the creature to roam freely among the city for a while. The Organization had no worries about losing their "precious bloodhound", as they did implant a shock-resistant tracking device underneath the skin of its left hindleg.

"Okay boy, no more. Time to go find them..."

As if by order, the creature stopped licking the driver, and charged down a street, turning invisible to those around it...

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Character Portrait: Samuel Lark Character Portrait: Malice St. James Character Portrait: Apple Pie
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Samuel stood on the roof of the building watching the area. He felt a slight pulse in the ground, so he looked around to see if he could see anything. He saw absolutely nothing out of the ordinary, so he just disregarded it. Samuel sat down on the ledge of the roof and kicked his feet over the edge. Samuel wished he was back in his mansion on his double king sized bed. He started to daydream about the old place, there were a couple things he could use there, for example his gloves. His gloves permitted him to heat up things like rocks and use them as projectiles. If Dorian wanted to he could use it as a base, it was secluded in the Colorado rockies, even if The Organization wanted to get to there it would take a day because the high altitude made it difficult for aircrafts to reach it. However The Organization did reach him somehow, he figured they made the trip when he was out and just waited.

Samuel decided once he rescued Malice he would leave the team and return there with her. He did like some of the people in the apartment, but this was not a war he wanted to fight.

He felt the pulses again, he could feel something big was coming, but he just couldn't see it. Samuel began to think he was crazy because of his lack of sleep.