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[color=red]Name:[/color] Crash
[color=red]Age:[/color] 18
[color=red]Gender:[/color] Male
[color=red]DNA:[/color] Red Tailed Hawk 

[color=red]Personality:[/color] Crash is incredibly stubborn; for years, he even managed to convince himself that living in a cage his whole life was his purpose. It’s not easy to change his mind once he’s set on something, but if you can convince him it’s his own idea he can be manipulated. At his core, he’s a lighthearted guy, he likes to have a good time and make people laugh but years of living in a lab had almost driven that out of him, for Crash, since he’s escaped, he is slowly starting to rediscover the parts of himself that the scientists never saw as useful. Crash is very loyal, and now that he has a family, his flock, he is very protective of them. Although he can be very selfless he can also be very impulsive, everything in the outside world is knew to him and self-control isn’t something that comes naturally to him. 

[color=red]Appearance:[/color] Crash is 6’ with broad shoulders and well-muscled and athletic build, blond disheveled hair, blue eyes, and pale skin from a lifetime in captivity. His wings are just like that of the red tailed hawk, long and powerful with the dorsal aspect being mainly dark brown in color and the ventral aspect being mostly white with black streaks across the ends of the flight feathers. [hider=red tailed hawk][img] http://hollisterranchrealty.com/sites/default/files/SoaringRedTail.jpg [/img][/hider] [hider=red tailed hawk][img] https://www.loe.org/content/2014-12-19/Red-tailed-Hawk-in-flight.png [/img][/hider]

[color=red]Other:[/color] Crash is an excellent flier, fast and able to turn on a dime but as his name suggests he’s not always graceful with his landings. He’s exceptionally strong, endurance unrivaled by any normal man, his eye sight is fantastic, as is his hearing. He can also let out an ear piercing and disorienting screech, much like that of a hawk, but louder and more powerful with his larger lungs. 

[color=red]History:[/color] Experiment 72521D was raised within a laboratory, that facility was all he knew for the vast majority of his life. Learning how to fly was easier than learning to walk and he took to it quickly, but he never could quite stick his landing. He was never quite as graceful as the rest of his flock and he quickly earned the nickname Crash. He embraced his nickname, sometimes crashing into things or people to get a laugh for the others, their lives were so glum that anything to lighten the mood for the others seemed worth the punishments it earned him. His captors didn’t like that, they stopped showing his video training and eventually he gave up on trying to make things better. His short stint of goofing off earned him extra training, meant to keep him so physically exhausted that his will would break, allowing them to fill his mind with whatever they wanted. They managed to take the once goofy and lighthearted boy and almost completely turn him into the perfect soldier. 

He trained hard, grew strong and fast. This was his purpose in life, he was good at this, and he truly believed it when they told him they were going to make the world better through him. The thought of killing never bothered him, he learned to take orders well, and with all his training he couldn’t even think straight even if he wanted to think for himself. Eventually he was close to being old enough to be sent to battle and in preparation for that he was transferred to training facility. To get to the training facility they loaded him up in a cargo van and drove him there and for a brief few minutes he felt a taste of freedom. A part of his will was awoken the second the sun touched his skin for the first time and he felt the slightest breeze through his wing’s feathers. He could no longer be content with following orders from those who would keep him from freedom. 

He failed his training exercises, rebelling harder than he ever had as a child, raging against a life spent in captivity. He was sent back to his original cage almost immediately. It was decided that his training had not been enough, he had not been properly broken. Lucky for him they never got the chance to retrain him, almost immediately after he was returned from the other training facility, Flick returned from battle and he and the rest of the flock managed their escape. For the first time in his life Crash knew true freedom, something he would die before ever giving up.