Detailed Roleplayers discussion
1x1
>
Els and Lara 3
date
newest »
newest »
message 1:
by
Lara
(new)
Mar 30, 2014 01:09PM
Here's another one
reply
|
flag
![ᴀʀᴏᴛʜ [hiatus] (thelovelymsels) | 2641 comments](https://images.gr-assets.com/users/1494632137p1/6852853.jpg)
There was this girl who was an angel and she had this awful mental disorder with seeing her parents death and having nightmares of it as well. But the thing is that she didn't know her parents died in this so called Heavenly War that her brother was a part of. But the catch is behind this whole thing is she was close to her parents and she was an assassin who was suppose to be part of that war but, Michael the Arch Angel declared she was to mentally insane to do likewise. A few months into her disorder the Arch Angels by the names of: Castiel, Gabriel, and, Michael ordered for her brother to send to her to a mental institution in the "Human World." He did exactly like planned. A few days into living there she meets a demon who helps her escape but the escape wasn't suppose to happen as the Arch angels sensed it. Since they sensed it their on the run from them. Basically it's a chase of cat and mouse with arch angels and assassin angel with a demon as well.
Awesome. So I'll go make my character for this one as well. So I guess I would play the demon?
Alrighty. I'll start on my charrie then :) Wanna post yours first?
Sure. ^~^ Though might take a bit. >~<
[ Full Name ] Rosey Bella Cater
[ Nick Name ]
Rose, Bells
[ Age ]
22
[ Real Age ]
Unknown
[ Appearance ]
Full name: Alex MiltonNickname: Torch
Looks like: 23
Actually is: older than the dawn of the world
Appearance:
Dark brown hair that spikes at the front. Chocolate brown eyes. Taller than average, and has great mucles on arms, and a fair amout everywhere else, but they only show on his arms. He has a dragon tattoo curling around his upper left arm.
Your welcome. c:]]The young red haired girl was brought in by her brother, Xavier though to be honest she completely hated it to be truly blunt. Everyone thinking she was pyschopath when clearly she was the assassin angel and everyone looked up to her till the day that demons killed her parents. She didn't even think or thought to care that, Xavier was her brother anymore. She thought of him as a nobody. Someone on the street that was a homeless person. That someone cared slightly but paid no mind to it.
But then again, Rosey merely chuckled darkly as she watched the guards try and hold her close."You kill me your dead. You break my wings I think your going to regret knowing me. Don't even dare do a thing to me."She merely said of the sort. Though she didn't know the guard had her in his grasps when she wouldn't shut up he started rubbing her sensitive spot and she nearly felt her knees cave in as she silently gasped and felt her cheeks go nearly scarlett. Rosey merely growled and tried kicking him but he continued to rub her and yank her hair back. All she heard from him was, "Do it again and this will be your punishment. I guarantee it."She didn't look up at it as a punishment. More of a pleasure.
[I hope you don't mind me adding a scene of sex. It won't be added a whole lot unless necessary. I promise you it won't. :x]
((ok. no prob. I don't mind mature stuff as long as it isn't too graphic or excessively common :P ))Torch dived, pumping his wings again to avoid the next blow from the dark atrocity he was fighting. It was horrendous: a monster of some sort. It had escaped from hell, and that was exactly where he was about to send it back to.
He dodged a couple more hefty swings from the animal as it tried to shred him with its ten foot long claws, before pulling out his sword.
It was black and shiny, like his wings. He dived towards the beast, sword raised, battle cry lost to the wind.
His eyes flashed orange and red like a flame behind them before he plunged the long knife up to the hilt into the animal's neck. Those eyes were where he had gotten his nickname from.
It screamed in rage, thrashing briefly before dissolving as its spirit descended into hell. Torch smiled grimly, watching it go.
((Okay. ^-^))Rosey glared at the guy and bit his arm as she kicked him hard in the leg and started running back towards the entrance but the faster she ran the faster the guards came after her till she was flat out on her stomach and one guard holding her arms behind her back and slowly pierced her arm with a sleeping serm. She didn't even have time to scream or feel anything as she fell asleep on impact and it looked as if she was quiet and innocent girl she was.
Torch wiped his sword off on the grass before sheathing it again at his back. His wings dissapeared as he folded and concealed them. He stood there, trying to regain his breath for a little while. Finally he straightened again, his position relaxed. With his sword and wings concealed, he looked just like an ordinary teen. But in reality, he was far from it. Being one of the most powerful demons in hell and all....
Rosey was locked up in her room and didn't know what was happening to her but was not even gaining consciousness yet which she gained it and got up but didn't as well.
Torch walked slowly through the streets, moving back towards the portal that would take him to hell. He briefly glanced at the world around him. Earth was so strange. So alive and colourful. He shook his head briefly, focusing on what he should be, and walked into the phone booth. Immediately he disappeared and was transported back to hell.
Rosey felt the mere prescience of a demon and she got up gasping for air when her hand touched her throat as she felt her throat was parched for water and her wings were cut off and she could feel the slight marks where they cut them off. She got up close to the wall and tried to telepath the guy and she cried in agony for which a angel would forever feel pain for the wings getting ripped off but the demon wouldn't hear her and all she was is a sitting duck at that moment.
((sorry, but I'm kind of confused... what just happened? Who is this demon she sees? And what happened to her wings?))
[Oh I'm so sorry. >~< The prescience she felt was your demon and while she was unscious she got her wings ripped off. But she just woke up to feel it. :x]
((Ooooh ok. got it :) ))Torch felt something. What was that? An angel? In hell? What was she doing in hell? He walked around to try and find where the feeling was coming from. He spotted a girl huddled in the shadows. She didn't have any wings, but she was an angel. He could feel it. He rolled his eyes slightly. Another one fallen. "What you do to get them cut off?" He asked her.
"Who are you? I mean honestly I don't remember a thing. They gave me a sleeping rum so I wouldn't understand. I nearly killed, Michael and, Gabriel even they they thought of me like family and I think that's how I got my wings cut off. I mean I really don't remember how I got here or how my wings got cut off."Rosey slowly crawled over to him and slowly got up as she clutched as his back and held him."You have no idea how happy I'm to see you or anybody altogether."She whispered before she fell asleep in his arms.
Torch stared down at the small angel in his arms in utter surprise. Well that escalated quickly... He smiled to himself and flapped his wings slowly, carrying her back to his place. He would let her rest there for a while at least.
The young redhead felt the warmth and the comfort of the blankets he laid upon her and maybe a material of a couch but the shudder of her body shaking back and forth as she saw the nurses and doctors trying to keep her still as possible as they took a long pair of scissors and jagged tools to rip her wings to shreds. Bella merely silently screamed as she clutched the blankets to her as she felt sweat on her forehead and shivers running up and down her body.
Torch watched her, worried. He lay a hand on her gently to try and calm her down. "Hey, it's ok. They're just dreams." He whispered. He pulled the blankets higher around her and turned off the light. He could see better now that it was dark, but it would also help her to sleep easier this way.
"It doesn't feel right though. I mean these dreams and the wings being cut off. If I were to say it was Michael's and Gabriel's doing."She muttered as she fell slowly back into sleep as she curled up under the covers.
He nodded, sighing softly. Walking over to a nearby chair, he hopped up onto the back of it and perched, wrapping his wings around himself. As a demon, he didn't need to sleep. His eyes started to glow softly in the darkness as he went into a state of rest.
