Name:

Wyandotte Faverolles

His unflattering nickname behind his back.

"Whiny Wyan"

Age:

15 years

Gender:

Male

Role:

Prince

What do you think about the uprising?

"Terribly inconvenient. I don't get the food I want, and I don't get to relax. Sometimes I actually feel fear. My servants were taken away. I've been told it's for my own safety, but I have a hard time believing that. I think that they're going to bestow more gifts on the eldest, since they are their favorites.

Why is it happening?"

What do you think about the king?

"Bossy. He ignores me. I don't like tha...him."

Weapon:

His beak, wings, claws, and spurs. He is rather pathetic because he is weak. He's not very aggressive, so he tends to cower away from a fight.

Sai swords- He is far below expectations. His form is okay, and he does well with repetitive drills, but he's not good at sparring or real fighting.

Appearance:

By Freedom (#275895)

(Sometimes when he swoops back his head feathers and he can see he thinks he looks really cool. Instead, the feathers look pasted to his face. He has so many feathers that he most definitely waddles.)

He is a lavender Silkie. He is mostly a light cindery grey, but he has some black which makes him look lavender. He is smaller and shorter than most chickens. He is slightly chubby for a chicken but rather skinny for someone who has access to any unhealthy food whenever he wants for most of his life, and no one will say no to his whims. He is super fluffy so it’s hard to tell what he really looks like.

Unlike most royals, he wears simple one-layer clothing by choice. He prefers wearing something light and breathable or silk when he is in a more fancy mood. However, being on the road in these dangerous times, he prefers to wear linen or wool when it is cold. Because he is so fluffy, it is uncomfortable otherwise.

It looks like he has a duster tied to his posterior, pillows on his legs, a fancy feather boa around his neck, and an afro or a pom-pom on his head. Sometimes his feathers get dirty and matted and they are easily tangled. His eyes are hidden underneath his head fluff, and he has a hard time peering out from underneath his head fluff. He is more jerky than other chickens, trying to see and look around at his surroundings. He doesn't actually have true feathers. They are like downy hair, because they do not have barbs. He has turquoise blue earlobes and a dark wattle. He has black skin.

When he is in the castle, he normally prefers to go out bear clawed. Shoes are not the most comfortable, and there isn't anything in the castle to hurt his feet. However, out on the road there is a lot of dirt. He wants to go around with shoes, but they tell him he has to look poor, so the one time he wants to wear shoes he isn't allowed to. His legs are dark blue, and he has five toes instead of the usual four.

By Sir Froggington (231901)

Personality:

Personality written below by Argos

(Yeah, I'm a loser, but this roleplay is Argos' baby, so Argos knows how this character should go. Editing by 231901)

He is whiny. That should be obvious due to his unfortunate nickname. Thank the ancestors that he is not the oldest of the family. Otherwise, all of Phasian would be fried. He is whiny about little things. He does not like waking up, nor does he enjoy his studies. The easiest way to get him out of bed is the sound of the breakfast bell. Wyan is a lazy student. He listens and attends enough just so that he can pass tests, even if he barely gets by. He does not care about practicing the sai swords despite his brothers and father's urging. Physical fights never appealed to him. They hurt, and he never liked pain or doing anything that could potentially hurt him. When he was still young, he fell off his chair and has been wary of them since then. Some could call him chicken.

It is not just his studies and waking up and practice that he is whiny about. He whines that his soup is too cold, he is too hot, his claws are dirty, and nothing is going his way. When nothing is going his way he flops down and cries. It might cause his siblings to harass him, but the servants do not want to get in trouble. He knows it makes them work faster. Often, crying gets chickens to leave him alone. Then he eats and everything improves. If it is a serious situation like the position he is currently in, at first he is going to panic by freezing like a deer in the headlights. Then it'll set in; his self-preservation will kick in, and he'll run. Wyan is not a great fighter. Running and hiding is the best option for him. He's not bad at hiding. He's the champion of hide-and-seek between himself and his siblings.

Now, while he doesn’t like learning, he isn't completely dumb. He is still a fool, however. He has a high self-preservation instinct and he'll do almost anything to keep himself alive. He isn't paranoid, but he could get there if pushed in that direction enough by life. He’s smart in random knowledge. He likes to read different fairytales and legends, but also their dictionary. A couple of years ago, he made sure that he learned a new word every day. It was a success. However, learning the meaning of ‘pulchritudinous’ isn’t necessary for life or most careers. (Wyan wants to say to everyone, "it means physically beautiful, for you illiterate losers.") He also likes his picture books and has even tried to make some when he was younger, illustrations by himself of course. His hand isn't bad at drawing and the arts is one of the rare classes that he stays awake in. He can also play the pipa and sing.

These he takes less joy in, but they are one of his favorite tasks.

He is needy. He loves to have attention doted upon him and chickens sing his praises. He will not even pretend to be humble and will swagger about bathing in the cheers. He likes affection not only to be from a crowd but also from individuals that he likes. He is picky about who he is around and will do almost anything to keep his reputation. He is also a prideful sucker whose feelings are easily hurt. He was always the baby, so he was always protected by his mum and nanny from his brother’s teasing. He also wants only the best of the best so this journey will be rather humbling for him and he'll probably build some character.

- Ends here -

From here on it’s me again.

Wyan takes advantage of his puffy flop of head feathers. Since they cover his eyes, he can go to sleep without the teacher noticing as long as he doesn’t make loud noises. He’s a big believer in squealing. Someone normally comes running to put a stop to whoever is tormenting him, AND they get in trouble. Meanwhile, Wyan will subtly look smug. He’s a master at covering his smirks with some down. He avoids many of his family members. He isn’t very important in the birth age line of his siblings, and they are the few chickens with enough power to have the boldness to bother him. Anyone else would probably get a severe talking to because they all want to work their way up the hierarchy.

He likes to take private time to himself. One of his preferred activities is sleeping in. If he wakes up while he is still in bed in the morning, he’ll daydream about different things like beating all of his siblings single clawed with Sai swords. Sometimes he illustrates what he thinks about because obviously writing about his feelings is being a sissy. His brothers would never let him live that down. He hates being predictable or doing what he is told. His mother teases him saying he should become a lawyer since he always seems to be looking for a loophole. He is excellent at making excuses. He learned to make convincing excuses, so he can smooth over bridges.

He has an obsession with having clean claws. During this roleplay, he will try to convince one of the guards to be his personal claw cleaner. He hates his feet feathers matting, because gunk gets caught there. His feet become really heavy, and he slips and has a hard time walking.

Part of his hatred of being told what to do means he likes being the one in authority. He doesn’t like being reminded that he doesn’t have control. He likes watching his orders being carried out. He doesn’t enjoy verbally arguing, because it means his power could be in the process of being taken away from him. Someone might decide it’s not worth arguing with him anymore.

Affiliations:

Calhoun O'Malley - Best Friend

(description)

Family:

(Age order)

Father - Bach

Mother - Marans

Brother - Lohmann

Brother - Brahm

Brother - Frizzle

Brother - Asil

Sister - Eggatha

Sister - Padovana

Other:

He goes around shuffling aggressively and staring into other chicken’s eyes with one eye sideways.

Random information I might need

(Silkies are good at fostering)

They do not do well in wet environments.

Name:

Eggness Hennox

Age: 34 years

Sex (Rooster or Hen):

Hen

Role (and profession):

Soldier: Mentorship

What is your experience with this role?

I have been a soldier for 14 years or at least in training. I finally was experienced enough where I was entrusted with other soldier's training. It was something I was good at, finding out how to motivate and teach students even if I wasn't necessarily the best fighter against others. My technique was good and I understood it well enough and enjoyed imparting that knowledge to others.

What do you think about the uprising?

It seems like a dangerous thing and rebellions are not tame things. It will hurt others more than it will help the common folk. Some chickens get too big of ideas into their little peabrains. They are not looking at the bigger picture. They just want change.

What do you think about the king?

As long as we are safe from others and we citizens can feed ourselves he is doing his job. Maybe he is greedy, but that is normally what happens to those with the most power and influence. As long as he isn't deliberately hurting us, I can live with him and am willing to protest him.

Weapon:

Appearance:

She is a Black Jersey Giant. Her feathers are mostly black but some of them particularly on her wing and tail can have a more iridescent gleam in the sunlight glowing greens, purple, and blue. She is rather large and solid. Someone who runs into her can feel that she has a lot of muscle and weight.

Her eyes are black, and she has a red comb and wattle. There are a few scars visible on her comb from accidents while sparring.

Personality:

Affiliations:

(Someone could be a soldier she mentored)

Family:

Other:

WIP

Name:

Clawdia Spurrington

Age:

29 years and 11 months

Gender (Male or Female):

Female

Role (and profession):

Soldier (Weaponry)

What is your experience with this role?

Her parents had a hard time feeding all of the chicks, so they tried to find an appropriate placement for all of them. Someone thought she might have an aptitude as a soldier, because of her build. As soon as she was old enough she was sent to the military, and she has been there ever since. She came from a farm, so she learned some basics about blacksmithy, and she had a natural curiosity about it. Because of her choice, she isn't as skilled as many soldiers, however, she uses blunt force which works fine in most instances.

What do you think about the uprising?

Why can't everyone just get along? She would want to find a nonviolent way to fix it.

What do you think about the king?

He can't be very nice. She doesn't think about him too much, but she might come to harsher conclusions after getting to know Wyan.

Weapon:

Double-headed battle ax, pike, mace

Appearance:

She is a Black Jersey Giant. She is a large tall rock. From the metaphor, you might think that she is reliable and she stays still. However, she is quick to get off her perch. She considers fitness very important and enjoys being active. She is about as tall as most roosters, and she is more muscular and heavier than most of them (unless they are a meat chicken breed). When she was younger, she grew up fast and lanky, but she has finally filled out with solid compact muscles.

Her feathers are iridescent black. When the sun hits her feathers from different angles, you can see blue, green, and purple shine back. Although she isn’t one for manners, she keeps herself neat and tidy due to her long time in the military. All of her feathers are neatly placed, and they don’t seem to come out of place near as badly as other soldiers. Individually, her feathers are slightly longer and stiffer than the average feather. She has a slight bump where her tail feathers rise higher than her back feathers.

Her wings are wide and strong. They can easily hurt a smaller chicken, but her wing spread isn’t wide enough to aid her in flight. She can not lift off the ground unless she jumps. However, from time to time she uses her wings to help her heave her bulk into a run.

She has round dark brown eyes. She has a strong angular dark beak, but it is a light tan at the tip. She has a single clear bright red comb that is stiff enough to remain upright and a bright red wattle. She has light gray claws. She normally wears a plain uniform without ornamentation. Although it’s rather irregular when she is wearing civilian clothing she prefers to wear light tan cotton pants and a light green shirt. She wears closed-toed shoes, but she has a thing for boots.

Personality:

Clawdia is often found sitting in shadowy corner. Many might think that she is shy or trying to hide her large bulk; perhaps she is introverted and reached the end of her social leash. A few would find her intimidating, as her dark feathers help her blend in. In reality, she is trying to find a quiet place without distractions to soak up her surroundings. She always keeps her earholes clear, because she loves to be in the know. She has a habit of telling at least three other chickens something she has learned, so chickens hesitate to confide in her unless they want everyone to know.

After she has gotten to know someone or if she is going to be in their company for a while, she gets tired of hiding in the corner waiting for something to happen. She likes to be in the center of events, making interesting things happen. Because of the time she spends observing her acquaintances, she picks up on the chicken’s inner workings faster than the average chicken and has the know-how to be manipulative. Instead, she uses that knowledge to make chickens feel comfortable in her presence. On days she feels sad, she challenges herself to collect laughter, and she keeps a tally of how many she has made laugh. She is a very blunt and upfront chicken, so being manipulative is not in her nature.

Her version of manners is returning a favor or being nice and inclusive. She has a high tolerance for anyone. How else is she supposed to get the dirtiest tidbits or smooth over relations? She has very little shame. She is not known for her good table manners or gently tottering around awkward topics. When she bluntly blurts, it often creates awkward moments for other chickens as they don’t know how to react to the information she gives them. Normally, she laughs at them or ignores the awkward moment and plows forward.

Tears in general make her uncomfortable. She doesn’t like others to witness her cry, and she doesn’t know what to do if someone else cries. She doesn’t want others to feel bad. She hates being anxious or angry. It makes her feel tense and sick at heart. It’s not worth it. She’ll do whatever she can to escape those feelings and distract herself. She has a hard time sitting there and being outwardly sympathetic. She prefers to logic the feelings away, which can often annoy someone who just wants someone to listen.

It is very hard to grab her attention unless she has known you for a long time, you have spent a lot of time together, or you are in a one-on-one situation with her. She gets bored easily. She resorts to hyper movement, which normally annoys those in her vicinity. She isn’t the type to sit around and do something to exercise her mind, which is why she works out. She has a rigorous regime she regularly adheres to. To feed her active body, she is a really big eater, and she is known to snatch from other chicken bowls during meals.

Affiliations:

Family:

Father - Bill Bach Spurrington

Mother - Layla Cornelia Spurrington

The second child of the third clutch

Other:

Name:

Age:

36

Gender (Male or Female):

Female

Role (and profession):

The Lead Soilder

What is your experience with this role?

This young female graduated with impeccable markings and was highly recommended by her mentors. She has fought bravely in many battles with the growing unrest of the people and she has shown herself to be a good leader and was part of the reason she was especially selected for this task of protecting the Prince

What do you think about the uprising?

While she wouldn't openly admit it, she supports the uprising . Though being of nobility herself, she doesn't think it fair others suffer at her expense. After all her family didn't used to be so wealthy, everyone starts from the bottom and rises.

What do you think about the king?

The King? She thinks him pompous and selfish. However, she bears no ill-will to his children after all they can't chose their father. She is loyal to her country and Prince. And she would die for both . However the King can go to hell.

Weapon:

This female sports golden metal claws, they have a small about if detailed carvings on them and they are quite beautiful. She also bears a golden chest plate and helmet if so needed to wear. Her weapons of choice are daggers, knives and an adequate sized war hammer.

Appearance:

This female is what you would consider a crossbred chicken. Her mother being a Buff Laced Polish Hen, a rather rare breed - along with her father who was a Sultan Rooster, a rare breed as well.

Personality:

Affiliations:

Please PM, to discuss with me.

Family:

Mr. Pearson O'Phoenix (Her Father)

Mrs. Freesia O'Phoenix (Her Mother)

Clutch One

Primrose Evergreen (Her Older Sister)

Marigold Fernleaf (Her Older Sister)

Clutch Two

Daisy Ribberton ( Her Older Sister )

Ophelia Lovelace ( Her Older Sister )

Sol O'Phoenix ( Her Older Brother )

Orion O'Phoenix (Her Older Brother)

Clutch Three - Her Clutch

Pavo O'Phoenix (Hatchmate)

Norma O'Phoenix (Hatchmate)

Clutch Four

Lyra O'Phoenix (Younger Sister)

Estella O'Phoenix (Younger Sister)

Other Family Members

Elmira & Giloros Bogwaters ( Uncle and Aunt - Mother's Side )

Sadie and Lyon O'Phoenix ( Uncle and Aunt - Father's Side )

Grandmother Bogwaters ( Maternal Grandmother )

Odysseus " Big Boss " Bogwaters ( Maternal Grandfather )

She also has a host of nieces, nephews, and cousins that are too many to name here.

Other: