Maximum Ride Ultimate RP discussion

Ok, so here's what's going on... Jesse is actually from an alternate universe and he came to this one somehow. (Nobody really knows how) Jesse keeps remembering his or he life because the school, who was actually the ones who experimented on him, also gave him memory implants, which are failing. in the alternate universe everyone in the refuge flock works for a government agency called MCA (mutant control agency) and lincoln lee is their leader, now that Jesse is gone. There are a ton of mutants in this universe. We can roleplay as our charries in this universe in the Alt. Refuge flock.

The MCA is a group of mutants who protect the US from other mutants that have turned evil. These evil mutants have all sorts of powers.

Lincoln rolled around the MCA headquarters in his chair. He was pushing of desks and disturbing pretty much everyone, but they couldn't complain. After all, lincoln Lee was in charge here.

Brooke yawned and she strolled down the hall, looking for Spencer.

"BROOKEY!" Lincoln was spinning around in his chair. "Wassup?!!"

(First of all remember that lincoln IS 31, just very immature. And second, this is his chair http://www.vangviet.com/pretty-high-b... ))

((Hey LOKI, only MODS can create folders, I had to get onto a computer before I could create the folder. Please keep this in mind for the future. Thanks))

She yawned and looked at him. "Why are my sleeping hours limited here?!" Brooke whined.

((Sorry, I just thought it would be fine if you had alredy approved it)

((It keeps things more organized if we only allow MODS to create folders so everyone isn't creating folders at the same time, duplicated appear, and it's easier for us MODS to keep track of the flocks.))

((Kk. I'll remember that)

"So you can keep yourself in tip-top shape, that's why!!" Lincoln got out if his chair and almost fell over from dizzyness. Then he started laughing

"But I only get like a few hours of sleep!" She kept yawning.

(Out of all my charries I'm probably most like lincoln. :-b ))

"Seven is more that a few... In fact it's more like several!" Lincoln started rolling around brooke

((Or mabey a mix of Lincoln and Jesse)

Brooke rolled her eyes. "Can we change it to like.....10??"

"Let's not. Ok?" Lincoln smiled

"No!" She snapped, cranky from her loss of sleep. "Where's Spencer?"

"Rwar. Angry Brooke's" Lincoln rolled away. "And I have no clue where spencer is"

((Omigash- Sparrow should be married or...something...:)))

Sparrow yawned, rolling her eyes

(Ya-- to Asher!)

Lincoln rolled over to sparrow. "Wake up!" He yelled loudly

((Wait- what?! I can't have my charrie's married!(That's kind of...weird...) Plus Asher totally had, like, this huge love triangle at the beginning of refuge flock....))

Sparrow jumped, slapping his face "Jeezus"

(But this ain't the refugee flock)

Lincoln started cracking up. Then he put one foot on his chair and the other on the ground and chair-scootered away

Sparrow cracked a grin "Smart ass"

((....I don't know......))

Right then Lincoln threw a paper at sparrow. On it was a drawing of a donkey with a big brain

Sparrow laughed and swatted it out of the air

Lincoln sat at his big desk at the front of the main room and spoke into a microphone. "AND TODAYS ANNOUNCEMENTS... Drumroll please!" Lincoln banged on his desk "yesterday we completed all our tasks with no deaths! And sparrow thinks I'm a smart-ass!!! WHOOP" Lincoln turned off the mic

((Wait, how old would Brooke be now then?!))

Brooke groaned and she punched the wall.

(((The same as she is in the normal refugee flock. Jesse was 32 but the school made him look younger so he wouldn't run into the other him that is in the same universe.))

((Okay so 16))

Lincoln sat at his desk and did some paperwork. "You young recruits are lucky. You don't have to do THIS" lincoln motioned to the papers in his desk

"How are we lucky?! We get no sleep!!!" She growled.

"Seven hours is more than enough sleep" lincoln rubbed her head. "I only get 4" lincoln smiled "and look at how much energy I have" lincoln drank a mocha

She glared. "Raise our sleeping hours!" Brooke snapped and she leaned over his desk. She was wearing a white v neck with short shorts and converse. Her auburn hair was pin straight and it flew down her back.

"I don't choose them" lincoln poked Brooke's nose "I'm in charge of some things, but not everything"

She climbed onto the desk and tackled him. "Then talk to who makes them!" Brooke hissed.

"Fine." Lincoln picked up his phone and dialed a number "hello, mr president, this is Mr Lee of the MCA. My top recruits want to know if they can have more sleeping hours." Lincoln paused and eyed Brooke "no, okay. I will tell them that" lincoln stared at brooke

Brooke looked at Lincoln.

"That was the president. He said no" lincoln looked serious now

She groaned and banged her head on the wall.

"Haha! I'm kidding. That wasn't the president, just a friend. Sure sleep and extra hour tonight" lincoln was laughing

"Thank you! You evil turd!" She ran out of the room.

Lincoln didn't hear her. He was laughing too hard.

She ran to her room and fell asleep.

Lincoln looked like he was doing work, but he was actually checking twitter

Brooke snored.

((Can I make a charrie for them to hunt down?))

Spencer walked towards brooke. "morin'" he said waking her up.

Hannah walked into Linclon And saw what he was doing "Really?" She asked annoyed, she wasn't a moring person.

Alex was in his Pjs (Black PJ pants no shirt >///<) and wwnt ti the kitchen making breakfast.

She groaned and chucked a pillow at him. "Let me sleep!"

He caught it smiling "Come on ALex is cooking" he said picking her up bridal style.