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gioco di ruolo casuale When Hell Breaks Loose

-Universe_COLA- posted on Aug 13, 2017 at 03:56PM
hell
/hel/
A place regarded in various religions as a spiritual realm of evil and suffering, often traditionally depicted as a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after death
•a state or place of great suffering; an unbearable experience.

"Hell, depicted as fiery, painful, and harsh, inflicting suffering on the guilty or, despite these common depictions of Hell as a place of fire, some other traditions portray Hell as cold. Buddhist - and particularly Tibetan Buddhist - descriptions of hell feature an equal number of hot and cold hells.
It is either a deep, gloomy place, a pit or abyss used as a dungeon of torment and suffering that resides within Hades (the entire "underworld") with Tartarus being the hellish component. In the Gorgias, Plato (c. 400 BC) wrote that souls were judged after death and those who received punishment were sent to Tartarus. As a place of punishment, it can be considered a hell.
In folklore among the Ainu people, hell is below ground, and is described as an uninviting wet place reserved for sinful people.
Hell...the polar and complete opposite of heaven. But why...why am I telling you this? It is because I...I have come from a place in which you will not reach in time--a place where we, Angels, Demons, Humans, even the Gods themselves, and many more alike have been struggling to reach out to you all. To contact you. I have come to relay a message...a message from every existing reality within this plain of reasoning and comprehension. What is described as Hell is not a place...but a stomach. But not just one...many. Niflheim(Germanic and Norse),
The House of Lies (the Zoroastrian version of hell), Duat(Egyptian), Gehenna (Hebrew), Tartaros(Greek and Roman), Naraka/Niraya (Hinduism, Sikhism, Jainism, and Buddhism), Diyu(Traditional Chinese), Xibalba(Mayan). All of them...stomachs for....devouring...
And these depictions are real...very, much real. But...not Hell. Stomachs...they are stomachs and Hell...is who they belong to. A-and the god of this reality, YOUR God...he just freed it. Hell... it's coming... please... we've finally reached out to you after...after so so very long! I have come to warn you and you have to prepare!"
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OKAY, crazy, right? Well things are about to take a spin because before we get too into things, I would like to lay down some information and answers to possible questions that may come up. So here we go!:
•Within this rp we, as in our characters XD, may or may not explore a vast number of alternate realities because the level of threat is just that much to deal with haha
•Yes, Angels, Demons, Humans, hell, even ALIENS will be included within the perimeters of this rp. And yes, Gods (and goddesses). Norse Gods (And Goddesses). Chinese Gods (AND Goddesses). Hebrew Gods (AND GODDESSES). HOWEVER, there will be some nerfs when it comes to certain things to avoid one-shots and entire universes being massacred xD Even though that's going to happen anyways because of plot godmodding. But also because there's​ reason behind this stuff that will be explained.
• We'll refer to the Christian hell (ya know, the said to be fiery this and that) as Damnation instead of hell.
•Just in case, NO, I am not a banana...just sayin...moving on--
•Yes, you will be allowed to either create a God/Goddess, Angel, Demon, Aliens, etc.
• There will be characters from different realities that may or may not resemble ours.
• I like waffles, and if you're reading this now then you do too :3
• I'm probably not done with this part yet, and adding more, so if you're reading this, expect more.
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[The Corrected Multiverse Theory: The Infiniverse Theory]

>>>The Multiverse Theory
•The multiverse (or meta-universe) is the hypothetical set of possible universes, including the universe in which we live. Together, these universes comprise everything that exists: the entirety of space, time, matter, energy, and the physical laws and constants that describe them.
The various universes within the multiverse are called "parallel universes", "other universes", or "alternative universes".

The fault within this theory, discovered by Professor Carter Willmax (who is from one of the other universes and a follower of Erwin Schrödinger's work), was the specific wording of "The universes within the multi-verse", stating that in order for a multiverse to exist, there had to be more than one prior. This is because of the fact that if the multiverse existed, then it meant that the hope of finding a rational explanation for the precise values of quark masses and other constants of the standard model that we observe in our Big Bang is doomed, for their values would be an accident of the particular part of the multiverse in which we live. Not only that, but if this were true, then our speculations of a forever expanding universe were doomed as well.

The correction that Professor Willmax added to this theory was that instead of there being various universes within the multiple, there were actually an infinite amount of universes within an infinite amount of multiverses, which in turn, exist within more than one reality.

And thus came the Infiniverse Theory: The underlying fabric of reality that includes every possible different-initial-conditions universe, and all possible timelines for each of those possible universes.
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[God and Tophet/Hell]

"Before the buildings, before the oceans and fresh waters, before the grasses. It was there. Before the golden gates and angels, it was there. It was always there because He allowed it to be until He found out how hard it could bite."

--Lucifer

Born as a creature that predates the stars, Tophet was a sort of companion to God, for it was his very first SUCCESSFUL creation of all. Everything before it hadn't survived, which created the by product of Death. This creation was meant to be the harbourer of Life, starting as only a atom sized fragment of reality that was gifted with asexual reproduction. However, it was one created without conscious, without reason, and it was for this reason that it went astray. When God created Earth, he hadn't immediately known the components that were for living, and instead experimented with earth prototypes, adding the elements as he found necessary. He planted the atom that was Tophet onto these planets as a seed that was meant to grow and spread, and watched as it multiplied. But trouble soon came. On his first attempt, he realized that Tophet had began absorb the clones that had split from itself, which lead to it becoming a bit larger. Rather than horrify God, this intrigued him. However, Death was uneasy.
Wiping the prototype from existence, God started on another and placed Tophet onto it only for it to do the exact same thing that it had before after some time. And bigger it became. God got used to creating things like stars and light, he began to create more in a blink. But when He turned around, it was gone. Not absorbed, but devoured, for by this time Tophet had grown immensely from it's growing diet. With each instance that his creations were ruined, he tired of the organism, and soon left it on an isolated planet while He went to recreate more. He soon came around to creating the original human, which wasn't exactly human. But just as he was coming around to completing what would be a master piece creation, his first organism struck again and devoured it all. But this time, it had looked to include God in it's meal. Finally realizing the error within his creation but unable to bring himself to destroy it, he created the angels and was forced to lock Tophet away somewhere it could no longer disturb his creations with harm, though he came up with a method to continue to feed it's hunger for eternity.
And from there, Tophet, or Hell, existed outside of the known dimensional planes and through means of God, became creature of unfathomable size and proportion.
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Races]:

Humans: Well....us XD. Humans have been being taken under the guidance of Angels, Demons, and Aliens, all three playing a valuable role im assisting them. With the aid of other advanced species. Due to technology and the new knowledge they've acquired, they are a much more powerful race than before.

Gods: The Gods of the other mythologies came about from other dimensions, though there were some that were already undercover on Earth, living life among humanity. It was found that not all of the gods were as powerful as man thought, just much more powerful than humans were because of their abilities. Just like angels, the gods are able to be defeated when push came the shove.
These gods knew of one another's ​existence, and some of them are very prideful and more arrogant than they were thought to be. But soon, they began to put aside their differences to come together, for the threat that neared was one that no one being could even think of stopping.

Angels: Angels are typically described as benevolent, dreadful, and endowed with wisdom and knowledge of earthly events, but not infallible; for they strive with each other, and God has to make peace between them. Their roles in the beginning were to assist in sealing away what was only known to them at the time as The First. Their only purpose was to serve as an army. But fearing that they would end up like Tophet, their new roles came to loving and do the biddings of their creator. Angels naturally come in ranks: Seraphim, Cherubim, Thrones, Dominions, Virtues, Powers, Principalities, Archangels and Angels.
•Angels are of course, adequate in the skills of light and holiness, and have taken the role of teaching those on a path of light their arts through knowledge. These angels willingly left their fellow angels and the authority of God,who disappeared not long after releasing Tophet, to aid the humans. They no not the whereabouts of their creator, nor his reasoning for unleashing the monstrous chaos that he had. All they knew was that something was coming.
*Note: Lucifer was cast from heaven and sent into Tophet's stomach, Damnation. But was is truly because he wanted to become​ God and not how to humanity?

Demons:
A demon (from Koine Greek δαιμόνιον daimónion) is a supernatural and often malevolent being prevalent in religion, occultism, literature, fiction, mythology and folklore. They are created from human souls that have endured extensive torture in Damnation by other demons. In this process, they become corrupted, extremely evil, and also very powerful. They usually take the forms of humans with the exception of some who either sport horns or are strong enough to be able to reveal their true appearance while on Earth.
However, this depiction of demons has been proven not to apply to all of them. In fact, most demons are outraged by the fact that for as long as their existence they had been seen as evil and wicked, when in actuality the very first to becoming demons became so after realizing their Creator's true intentions for mankind. It actually took them tens of thousands of years to become completely corrupted within Damnation.
• The demons aren't as lenient toward humans as angels are, and some blame humans for the eternity they spent within one of the numerous stomachs of Tophet. Some of them have made the creature their knew ruler and awaits total annihilation eagerly. Not all of the. But with this said, they have their own ways of unlocking the secrets to humanity.

Extraterrestrials/Aliens: There are three species of highly intelligent extraterrestrials that were in reliable range of Earth and were capable of picking up the fairly unusual frequencies that had come from Earth during the instance of the Messenger's arrival. These three races are capable of light speed jumping and have highly capable and advanced technology that completely outclassed mankind's. Some are thousands of years old, others hundreds.
• Pinnacloids: The Pinnacloids are a space race identical to humans aside from their outrageous height (their average height being 7 feet) and pale blue skin. These were the first of our friendly visitors who appeared in a not so friendly manner at first. They entered the Earth's atmosphere with an entire link looking to demolish anything​ that had been posing as a threat. But soon, it was realized that they had come to protect the human race and had taken the frequencies from Earth as an S.O.S. signal. This race from the stars have reached their pinnacle point and was in search of a new planet, for theirs had fallen victim to a dying star who's energy they managed to harness​ as their own. They had had their eyes set on Earth in hopes of establishing their home their in return for knowledge and a possible breakthrough of humanity's limitations. When they were able to receive the break down of the situation, they concluded that this would be a perfect opportunity to join voices with mankind.
>>>The Pinnacloids specialize in a variety of telekinetic abilities and often speak using telepathy in which they are able to project as if they were speaking vocally. Some of the individuals of this race find chess quite amusing and adore a game of wits and strategies. They have been giving mankind extensive information about physics and psychology in order to help them break passed the mental barriers that prevent them from accessing more of themselves.
*Note: The males of this race have something resembling antenna stretching from their upper lips as if they were a mustache.

• Squilonians: The Squilonians, or Squills for short, are another intelligent race of beings that have the features of both squid/octopus and human. Some have extended skulls that can resemble more of the octopus or squid, while others have skulls similar to humans. Their skin color ranges from a very light to a dark blue. The structure of their facial features bare a resemblance to humans with the additional tribal like markings that they are given at birth and continue to receive throughout their lives. These tribal markings differ from each individual, the colors of them coming in all varieties. These beings have no traces of hair whatsoever, being that they came from a aquatic planet similar to Earth, but with less land. Instead, they have long thin or thick tentacles that resembles that of a squid/octopus and can vary in length. The link of the species usually tend to have the thinner ones, while the link.
The Squilonians had actually been planning on heading towards Earth not long after they first discovered that there were other intelligent life forms.
Unlike the other extraterrestrials that came to Earth, the Valtonians didn't arrive with a fleet, or even a spaceship. Instead, they used a method known to their kind as Vilgax, which means "Ocean Rift" in their language.
>>>The Squills are a race of beings that were enslaved at some point by a race that had mastered Technomancy (A combination of technology and magic) for thousands upon thousands of years until they finally broke free of their oppressors, which would be deemed the most violent moment within their history. Though from it they gained new perspectives and skills, which allowed the Ocean Rift to be created. Now they create battle suits and weaponry with their unique power to assist humans' durability.
*Technomancy - a category of magical abilities that affect technology, or to magical powers that are gained through the use of technology. The Squilonians are capable of using magic to affect or replicate technology. The user is capable of communing with technological entities, using their own body as a conduit to technology and casting spells and enchantments that result in some sort of cyber-related effect. The user is basically utilizing science and technology as though as if it was a paranormal element.
The Squilonians are also able to breath under water without any need for oxygen.

• Angelicolites/Angecoes: The Angelicolites--- (To be continued and or revealed)
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Plot]:
The warning from the Messenger was one hundred years ago, the year now 2133. Humanity has advanced far beyond that in which they have ever imagined with the help of the other races of being. Their have been attacks made against Earth by angels loyal to "God", as well as uncooperative demons who only seek to see the world burn. Humans and their new comrades have been preparing​ in every way possible, learning from one another and even coming to find mates. Corporations have been put together in order to protect Earth and it's inhabitants while they prepare. Meanwhile some of the gods of the other mythologies have embarked on a mission to find God before it's too late. Three months ago, a galaxy far off from Earth had disappeared without a trace. Strange, incomprehensible frequencies of energy have been picked up by new advanced technology and currently studied by some of the most brilliant minds of the races. It...was coming. Tophet.....Hell.
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CHARACTER SHEET

Name:

Race:]

Age/D.O.B:]

Gender:]

Appearance:]

Personality:]

Skills and Abilities:]

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Family:]

Weaponry:]:(If any)
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Main Universe Characters:

COLA
Dherma Flynst--Demi-god-- 27
Michael---Demon(former angel)--- N/A
Buelzabab The Whispering Liar/Deceiver and Assininus The Yelling Instigator--Demon??-- Unknown
Acifer--Angel-- N/A


666demon
Gadreel--Angel-- N/A
Jolene "Thunder" Oswald--Demon-- 25?
Benny Ty Olson--Human-- 35

Heart-of_Love
Seraphina Cael--Nephilim-- 26?
Bishop James-- Human-- 28

Grey_Skies
Ariel--Angel--Unknown

xxAkyraxxx
Satsuki Kozo--Demigod-- 19
Yuri Kozo--Demigod-- 10
Kellius-Affesto--Cambion-- N/A

Phantelephant
Percival--Fallen Angel-- N/A
Dani--Human-- 27
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più di un anno fa 666demon said…
(Oh shit is right! God damn I don't know if I want Gad to get involved... Fuck I'm terrified)

Black eyes snapped open as they forced air into her new body's lungs. At least she didn't take anybody living. The first thing she did was get rid of the slutty outfit and the gangster chains to find something that was comfortable. Of course she had to rip up the jeans as always. Ultramarine blue eyes took a look at herself in the mirror, trying to find anything similar to her old body. Thin, but strong, semicolon tattoo "Gadreel/ Gadreel. Gadreel!" Jolene tested her voice out, laughing at herself because what the fuck is this accent? She didn't care but metally panicked when she didn't see her necklace. Fuck. Hopefully it was still on her old body.

Gadreel began walking with Acifer, Benny calling out that it would be easier by truck. So he pulled his sister in back of the truck. So they went, Gabriel worrying because he could feel Ariel and Micheal and those two when together... Look at the City of Atlantis, "How are you two holding up back there?" The youngest Archangel asked, looking back at the two angels in the bed. A litt bit concered with the way Gad's emotions are playing on his face. When they stop at a stoplight, the former sentrry perks up and leaps over the side of the bed. Running to a body. It's her body, "Jolene! Jolene!" A new wave of emotions run through his veins. She's so cold and lifeless in his hands. He pulls her bloody body to his chest. Hoping this was some kind of prank. He just cries and cries, pleading to a father who never cared to bring her back. He'd do anything for her.
(Oh shit is right! God damn I don't know if I want Gad to get involved... Fuck I'm terrified) Blac
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
Ariel smirked as Michaels head snapped back from her knife, but her expression quickly changed to shock when his head rose back up and the wound began to rapidly heal. Her breath caught in her throat as her knife was suddenly turned back on her. She stumbled back, Michaels voice filling her head to the point she couldn’t focus on anything else. Stumbling back and falling against a tree, Ariel tugged at the knife to no avail. Desperate, she called out for the first person she thought of.

“GADREEL!” she called.

Fuck.
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
Michael tipped his head to the side slightly. Gadreel? "Aaaah, the sentry said to have let Lucifer into the garden of Eden. Oh, if only he knew..." His lips curled back as he let out another maniacal laugh, the meteor finally burning away the barrier and looking to crash into the city.

However, something occurred. Perhaps a miracle. One that caught the former archangel's attention. The sky above them began to swirl into a vortex of storm clouds, lightning quickly sprucing up with a clap of thunder that followed behind its flicker. And in an instant, a wide bolt of white lightning struck the city's tallest tower.
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She could feel it, electricity like she'd never felt pulsing through her veins, eye sockets filling to the brim with an electrifying glow of blue and white. Flynn stood at the very top of the tower, one of her hands gripping the steel rod there while the other had been outstretched towards the sky. Now within that very hand, she held a lance of surging lightning, gifted to her from the sky. One that she could barely contain under her control. It shook violently in her hands as she positioned herself, her left foot at an angle in front of her, right hand drawing back as she tried to position her aim. She had one shot. She could hear the screams from below, all of the screaming.

Focus, child.

The voice in her head spoke, an old voice. One that she had heard only once throughout her entire life. It was him...

~

Acifer didn't speak at all. She didn't bother exiting the truck. Instead, her expression fell blank and emotionless as she heard the cries of her brother. But she also felt the presence of someone she would had never thought to see or feel again. Michael...
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più di un anno fa 666demon said…
Thunder walked out of the house, keeping the key on her so maybe she and Gadreel could settle down there. It was decent size, big enough if they wanted to be away from each other but small enough to feel all warm and cozy.. Like home.. Back in 1966- Nope, not gonna think about that now, gotta find Gad. She walked slowly, hands in her pocket's like the world wasn't ending. She thought she heard her name- HOLY SHIT IT'S CHRIST MISS! GADDY WAS HERE! She ran, yelling the Angel's name as she tackled him. His eyes turned blue, as if he was getting ready to do some Angelic mojo on her ass but then they dimmed and he hugged her tight. picking her up and spinning her around. "How- When- I felt- You fucking died! How are you alive?!" She just gave a schoolboy grin as she plucked the pendent from her old body. "You really think I would let you fight Micheal on your own, Gad? You know me better." Trying to hop in the back of the truck did she realize she was too short, an inch taller yeah but still short. Hearing Gadreel snort before he helped her. They finally came up on their destination. Gabriel stepped out of the car first, telling Benny to stay inside. "Micheal, that's enough. Let her go."The youngest had demanded. If only he had listened and went to find Lucifer first this would have been so much easier.
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
((Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee­eee­eee­y, where you go? Me need you here! >.<))
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
((ahhhhh i’m sorry i’m crazy busy this month but i’ll try and get a post up this weekend hopefully))
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
((Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aaa­aay :D But hey, take your time. If you're busy and stuff don't rush!))
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più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
((revive?))
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
((REVIIIIIIIVE!))
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
(( CAN I JOIN??!!!))
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
((Sure! :D))
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
Name: Percival (Once known as Parzuph)

Race:] Fallen Angel

Age/D.O.B:] ???

Gender:] Male

Appearance:] He has a dark complexion and an unruly mop of curls that no comb could tame. His high cheekbones and lithe physicality gives him a rather young and androgynous appearance that he often tries to hide under scarves and heavy coats during the day. His countenance carries an aloofness in slouching shoulders and a stiff back but his lips forever bear a soft serene smile regardless of his mood.

Personality:] Percy has built a wall of coldness around him as a means of protection. He does what he can to keep a low profile, less to deter humans but rather to avoid the attention of anything ethereal or beyond. At night however, he unfurls his wings and becomes another creature entirely. Seeking out warm bodies and stimulation that only the night life of city culture can provide. Only in the presence of a lover or under the influence of something chemical does he truly allow himself to be vulnerable to his own emotional whims. He feels kindred to the downtrodden humans of society and cannot, no matter how bitter he is, shake the love and altruism he feels towards these flawed mortals. The same could be said of his relation to God, though his hatred grows towards his creator each day, he still has a deep secret desire that he might one day bask in his Holy light once again.

When the messenger appeared before them Percival was subjected to a grief that burned greater than the memory of his falling.

Skills and Abilities:] He has an arsenal of auras that he can project that projects feelings of various forms of euphoria and general well being. He also has the ability to cast a light bright enough to temporarily blind any onlookers. However the strength and affectiveness of his powers are often subjective to his emotional and mental wellbeing as well as the attributes of the targets he'd use them on.

Occupation/Role:] Before the Warning, Percy lived a double life as a social worker working as a case manager in the sub-acute ward of a mental health institution, trying to assist people in adjusting to a new life while he destroyed his own in secret. But now that the world has fallen apart and with it the infrastructures that kept such an occupation necessary, he's found himself at a loss. He does what he can to be an aid to the refugees who have been forced out of their security by the shaken reality they now face; working in makeshift shelters and attempting to herd bystanders to safety amidst chaos.

Background:] Parzuph was cast from God's grace when curiosity had driven him to seek out forbidden sensations that only mankind permitted themselves to partake. He courted a mortal man in the guise of a human and thus indulged in the very same follies that was so damming to humanity, God thought it just that his punishment be that he would be left to the will of the mankind he could not resist.

In this abandonment, Parzuph had found grief so great and deep that he was driven mad and he resolved to wreak revenge upon his creator and the temptuous humanity that he so loved, not by death not destruction but through cunning and deceit would he spread sin among these mortals.

He made his entire being a force of manipulation driving man against man and planting seeds of self hate among any of those foolish enough to trust him. He'd use the very thing that caused him to be cast out among the weak hearted human to destroy them: lust, love, trust. But it did not last. Only when he had seen the final light give out in the eyes of a human who was driven to take her own life by his cruelty did he realize the truth about his creator. Only then did he realize the truth of his follies and the true nature of sin.

Though he could not undo the damage done by his own hand and the selfish hand of God, he strived then to prevent further pain to be inflicted on this world, once a prison, now called home.

Still he lingered on the light that once filled him and to this day still tries to seek out any and all stimulation, be it drugs or companionship, that might come close to the feeling of connection he once bore to the divine light.

Family:] He has cut all ties with his kind but he still occasionally looks upon both angels and demons with a touch of envy.

Weaponry:]: In his divine form he was armed with a silver bow and arrows of light, but he has cast all forms of warfare aside.
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
(( I know theres 50 billion angels now but this idea stuck with me so hardcore
))
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
(( Alright y'all we're back))

Ariel pulled away from Michael as he laughed maniacally at her. She cursed herself constantly for calling out to Gadreel, but couldn't resist smiling when the sky began to swirl, clearly catching Michael's attention. In his moment of distraction, Ariel gripped the knife and charged towards Michael, aiming for his chest.
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
Name: Dani

Race: Human

Age: 27

Gender: Nonbinary

Appearance: Dani was born with albinism and so has bleached white skin and colorless hair that they often wear in a short butch style. Their eyes are as pale and gray as their complexion, often giving them a perpetual unfocused appearance. They're absurdly tall at about 6' and often garbed in suits.

Personality: Dani is a very quiet and seemingly distant. When they do speak, however, they speak unafraid and unfiltered. Their blunt truths often catch people off gaurd.They often uncomfortable in large crowds of people and often tries to escape the horrors of reality through their massive collection of books.

Skills and Abilities:] They have been recently having strange and seemingly prophetic dreams of the future.

Occupation/Role:]

Background: Prior to their transition, Dani went by Diane, daughter of the head Matriarch, of the apocalyptic cult famously known as the Children of Eden. They were a group of zealots that lived off the land separated from modern society and believed that God's abandonment was not a permanent one, rather it was an invitation for the true believers to follow God into the promise land. Only through their ways of peace, love, and total unyielding devotion would they be capable of paving such a path.

They grew into a media sensation, in their outrageous attempts to draw attention to themselves for the sake of converting nonbelievers into what they believed to be their only means of salvation. Protests, riots, starvation, and self-immolation at public events all to spread their message. But it was all to no avail as Dani's mother started to have feverish visions of a world consumed by madness and endless suffering strengthened by the continuous assaults wrought against humankind by divine beings.

The Children of Eden had no choice but to save their family the only way they knew how.

When Dani was 8 years old police found them half alive, clinging to their lifeless mother at the Children of Eden's temple where a community of about twenty three members had committed suicide.

As any remaining living family wanted nothing to do with them and the potential media attention they had drawn to themself, Dani spent most of their youth in foster care and transitional housing, and a good chunk of their adulthood in and out of hospitalization. Dani suffered a great deal with depression and ptsd until their recent involvement a clinical trial that tested a techno drug introduced by Earth's newly formed intergalactic allies. A micro chip installed into the brain that blocks out certain neurotransmitters thought to cause emotional responses to past traumas. Alas it has resulted in rather strange side effects.

They now live with their newfoundland dog, Heathcliff, in a cabin isolated from society but has recently resolved to find a means to rescue this world just as her mother had tasked herself to do.

Family:] Mother Rain (Deceased) Father is unknown.

Weaponry:] None.

(( Sorry if the post is garbage I worked a grave shift last night))
-Universe_COLA- commented…
Oh fuck, no worries there! I feel your pain XD That's every night for me più di un anno fa
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
(( I read a small chunk and I really love these character! But if someone could catch me up on mostly the current situation that would be much appreciated! If not it just might take me a little while to actually join.))
-Universe_COLA- commented…
Sure, so here's what's basically going on currently: The Angel Ariel(grey's character) is having a confrontation with the rogue Archangel Michael (my character) that included Flynn (another one of my characters). At the point we've reached, Michael had been attempting to demolish another city full of humans and what not, but something has occurred that had caught his attention. Something that was caused da Flynn, most likely. Meanwhile, we have our secondo group of characters that consist of Acifer, Gadreel, Benny, Jolene, Yuri and Satsuki. Acifer, Gadreel, and Benny are angels, while Jolene is a demon and Satsuki and Yuri are demigods like Flynn. Our secondo group are heading towards the location of Michael and Ariel :D più di un anno fa
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
Michael's eyes narrowed in Ariel's direction when she charged at him, his sword lifting to parry the blade with little effort. "What..was that?" He hissed, the rest of his attention shifting from the sky and to the angel before him. "To me, it seems that that "God" of thys has just emphasized on how much of a coward he truly is." His grin returned, splitting across his face as he stepped forward, pushing Ariel back while doing so. "Die, angel, and let me devour thee."

The barrier that had been holding the city's destruction at bay finally gave in, shards of energy falling like debris into nonexistence before they even neared the ground. The enormous sphere of ignited stony-iron and nickel that had been delayed for as long as it had now continued its fall towards the city, now right above it until suddenly--CRACK!
A bolt of light almost faster than what could be shot from the top of the city's tower and collided with the approaching death, a blinding light flickering before in the fashion of lightning before a portion of the meteor warped into distortion before exploding as the electrifying streak of light burst from the other end and faded. Chunks of the disastrous sphere were left to fall down towards the city and its surroundings, the rest of it beginning to crumble into more chunks, some of them the size of buildings, others a bit smaller, though there were some that were still larger.

This caught Michael's attention, his eyes widening slightly in surprise for a brief second or so when his creation that was meant for mass chaos and genocide had suffered a reduction. It hadn't been destroyed, merely reduced. But...what had that light been? He sneered, his wings opening to their full 6 meter length. The falling aftermath that aimed their landing at him were obliterated with the vicious swipe of his sword, and he grinned at the sound of screaming cut short. Screaming from individuals who couldn't make it out in time, and he could assume that the falling pieces of meteor got to them before he could, crushing them, smushing them into a pathetic splatter. A stain of crimson.
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
God is Alive

Magic is afoot

Where was that music coming from? Radio Stations were down for years, the medium made obsolete and the towers thoroughly demolished. Still, they heard it... Tinny, muffled, from their speakers. As if it were coming in through a tunnel. They pushed down on the gas pedal as they sped through newly empty streets, making it a point to ignore the scene that passed outside of their window. The twisted metal and broken buildings looming over them. The hints of crimson that painted the gray, where vagrants had doubtlessly set up home when no one would shelter them.

Dani wanted to close their eyes. Dani wanted to go back home and sleep. They wanted to sleep forever. Their car swerved as the chip activated and Dani felt the familiar pangs of a headache wash over them.

Many weak men hungered
Many strong men thrived

Dani remembered the smell. Sage and rosemary. Her hair long, pale, and curly like theirs, smelling as earthly and delicious as the robes she draped around her shoulders dyed in deep muted purples and reds. She placed a wreath of dried forget-me-nots over Dani's head and touched their cheek.

"Don't be afraid," Rain had whispered to her child. "You have to be brave. We have to face God with strong hearts. Remember what I taught you." Dani felt themself enveloped in the long wiry pale arms of their mother, as she whispered in their ear. The song, the song was so loud To drown out the sounds of moans. The pain that filled that room. The sounds of dying. All their friends. Their family, curling in on themselves as they lay in their beds, some of them coupled up and clinging on to each other as the sick washed over them.

But Magic would not tarry
It moves from arm to arm
It would not stay with them
Magic is afoot

"No matter what they tell you. No matter what you're lead to believe. Remember... Remember us. Remember the truth. "

It cannot come to harm
It rests in an empty palm
It spawns in an empty mind
But Magic is no instrument
Magic is the end

"You're not alone."

Dani slammed their brakes as a blinding light filled their vision. From behind they heard Heathcliff's body fall against the back of their seat at the abrupt stop, but they didn't pause to check on him before they were scrambling against the seatbelt buckle. They swung the door and shielded their fair face to look up at the awesome spectacle of lightning striking the enormous bleak shape that had breached the skyline.

Their knees wanted to give out from underneath them, but they stood steadfast and resilient, staring upwards, unyielding to the almost unbearable rays. The world seemed to crumble around them in a blaze but still the stood. They were close.

Many weak men lied
They came to God in secret
And though they left him nourished
They would not tell who healed
Though mountains danced before them
They said that God was dead
Though his shrouds were hoisted
The naked God did live

"Get back in the car." A voice did say but whether it had come from outside or within their clouded thoughts, they couldn't be sure. They heeded, however, as whoever had been guiding them had not wronged them so far.

"The tower." It continued. " It came from the tower."

"You want me to head towards it?"

"Yes. If you want to help that would be the place to start."

Dani nodded and stumbled back into the car, Heathcliff was riled to into an hysterical bark as he pawed at the window.
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più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
Name: Dionysus

Race: "I'm a God, Baby!"

Age/D.O.B: "Who here cares about an old god's lifespan?"

Gender: Male Identifying/ Intersex

Appearance: Dionysus's sports soft feminine features, with dark olive undertones and black wavy hair that cloaks his waist. He's small and a touch plump in frame but makes up for his stature in loud and lavish style that draws all eyes to him no matter the environment. He occasionally will be seen donned with a beard or baring his baby-faced beauty in all its delicacies.

Personality: Dionysus is a god of epiphany and madness. The God of parties, wine, and self-indulgence. He saw a world of suffering and descended with the goodness of his heart to bring unbridled hedonism to mortals and divine alike. He has an absurd sense of humor that often causes him to treat dark and heavy situations lightly and without tact. He's self-indulgence but encourages such nature within others, not so much to the extent of selfishness but rather to cause reprieve during strenuous situations.

He has a loud and rather unapologetic personality, which can be rather jarring to those who don't know him very well. And being fond of the theatre, he has quite the penchant for dramatics. He's unashamed of his faults and tends to be impulsive on his acts of self-indulgence. Tact is a four-letter word to him but he openly embraces all creatures who come to him, unless they wish harm. Then, they're faced with a mad and vindictive side that has lead to quite a bit of bloodshed in the past.


Skills and Abilities:] Dionyus has honed in on the art of acting and deceit through charisma and charm he is quite capable of obtaining information from all sorts of sources. He's been known to drive people into mass hysteria by sheer will and has touched on some light necromancy on the side. Be careful when you drink his wine.

Occupation/Role:] Dionysus runs a night club known as the Grape Vine. It doubles as a sanctuary, warded off from the evils and magicks that have wreaking havoc on the world. The night club is open to all including demons and angels alike under the condition they do not come to cause harm.

Background:] "That is a long, long and dreadfully boring tale that I won't torture you with."

Family:] <see background>

Weaponry:] Having indulged to every drug and drink known to man, he's learned to experiment with cocktails that have a mixed and sometimes fatal affect. He also has forever been armed with his trusted Thyrus
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
Name: Rode (Roady)

Race:]
Demon {"Lesser" demon}

Age/D.O.B:]
N/A

Gender:]
Female

Appearance:]
Rode is a petite young woman who, despite her actual age, appears to be in her early late teenage to mid twenties? Two small but thick horns protrude from the corners of her forehead which made way for the banes of her fiery velvet short shaggy hair. Her eyes are the color of a dying red son, yet filled with rebellion...and anguish...and.--
Rode is about 5 ft 4 1/2 feet tall.

Personality:]
Rode isn't...the typical demon that one would be use to. Black eyes? Nope. Tendency to try to kill humans as ruthlessly as possible and harvest their souls to send to hell for Satan to devour? Nope. Can she be violent? Extremely. Who's side is she on? "...Fuck'em..."

Where do you see yourself in five years? "Drinking."

What is your take on politics? "I don't care."

Homicide? "When they got it comin' they got it comin'."

The starving and the poor? "...Cannibalism? Shit, I dunno."

Where do you see yourself in ten years? "Smoking."

By the time you're 27? "...Slaughtering your mom's vagina..."

These were the answers of a 12 year old Rode...You see where this is going? She hasn't changed much from that aside from growing a bit wiser and more mature...sort of. No, not really that much. Some, but not much. She has taken to habits such as drugs and alcohol on the daily, since the lethal ones can't kill her anyways. She's a dare devil who's mostly taken lightly because of her size, but despite this, she just...doesn't really care.
*She can remember her past pretty vividly, so some of her human tendencies and emotions are still with her as well.

---
Skills and Abilities:]
^
Addiction -
"Ladadada--adada da da~, ladadadada-lada da da, pick up those cigarettes, smoke a pot of jane~
Throw your aggravations in a fire, indulge in what your craves desire, light your glass pipes by the hour,
And perhaps you will have another good niiiight~"

Sanshou Novice -
Sanshou is a martial arts that was created by the Chinese military that involved full body kickboxing combined with close ranged rapid successive punches and kicks along with wrestling, throws, and takedowns.

Smog -
Rode tends to smoke a lot of cigarettes, enough for them to be incorporated into one of her abilities as she is able to use the smoke from them as a gaseous weapon by increasing the amounts of toxin within the smoke that she exhales, therefore increasing the toxicity.

Minor Illusions
---

Occupation/Role:]
Ironically..a self employed Drug Dealer/Marijuana Herbalist/ Tobacco Farmer/ Brewer/Distiller/ Gambler etc.

Background:]
((To Be Revealed))

Family:]
None

Weaponry:]:
- Cigarettes
- An link on occasions.
- Minor illusions
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[u]Name: Rode (Roady)[/u] [b]Race:][/b] Demon {"Lesser" demon} [b]Age/D.O.B:][/b] N/A [b
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
Ariel flinched as Michael forced her backwards, but immediately turned her attention towards the sky in timing with the loud crack heard. Ariel questioned what was happening for moment before recalling the girl she had met right before Michael appeared. Ariel's heart lifted at the thought that she might be behind this and not Michael. The idea gave her just enough confidence to use Michael's distraction to her advantage. At unfathomable speed, Ariel silently slipped out her bow and one of her holy water dipped arrows, aiming it perfectly at Michael's eye when he turned to face her again.
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
Michael's time of reaction was quicker this time around and he slashed at the arrow, the majestic iron that was it's tip being shattered as it was redirected to the ground. Despite the ear-to-ear grin that still hugged his face, traces of anger filled his voice when he spoke. "What was that?" He repeated, the pits of crimson and black that were his eyes becoming unfocused as they shifted back to the chunks raining down towards them like fire embraced hail. When his eyes redirected to the angel towards him, his head twitched in an unnatural blur. "He...didn't answer thee...so what..was it?" While speaking, his voice seemed to be amplified by the voices and silent screaming of many. But before he could move in for an attack, one of the chunks landed between them, forcing them further away from one another as the ground cracked and cratered from the impact.
-
Meanwhile, Flynn breathed heavily as she found herself holding on to the side of the tower when it had became a part of the collateral damage that followed the impact of the portions from what had been the looming death of the vicinity just seconds ago. Her legs dangled, the grip of her grasp tight around the bar of steel beam she had managed to catch herself with after being sent into a tumbling free fall. Sweat trickled down her brows, her heart thumping in her chest like an internal boxer taking jabs.
Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down! Drawing in a deep breath, chanting this mantra to herself like not doing so would be the death of her. Which...wasn't far from the truth either.

~

((Phaaaaaan, I'm ready when you are! Also, another character is on the way who might end up crossing paths with Dani :P))

più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
There's somebody up there. Dani had to stop their car again as the road was no more, obstructed by fallen buildings and rubble. They squinted at the faint and tiny form dangling helplessly from the tower. A hollowness ate away at them. How could they help? They were so small and fragile, incapable of any greater feat than just observing as tragedy passed before them. They could try to climb. Something they resolved to do as they started to run, towards the tower with their hound bounding clumsily behind them.

But they knew it would be in vain. They knew it would mean death for the both of them. But they had to try. Giving up would no longer be an option.



~~*~~
Percy stared down at the trembling hand, clutching tightly to the cigarette. His chest was tight and he felt an ache in phantom wings. He swallowed hard, but he could not accumulate enough saliva to drive away the dryness that cracked his throat. An entire population of people wiped out within moments, and still more death being wrought outside these walls. Yet, here he was. Drowning out the suffering with booze and music, hiding behind the walls of the Grape Vine.

The Grape Vine, a night club set on the poorer parts of the city. From first glance, a nondescript building, square and concrete with sparse windows and a flickering neon sign that animated bright pink wine being poured in a wine glass, below which the words "GR PE VINE" blinked on and off. Walk past the iron doors plastered with red laminated signs warning off minors, however, and one would find themselves in an a extravagant foyer decorated in such elaborate rococo styling that would make the Sistine chapel envious. Its ceilings and archways, far too high to be contained by the squat and brutal exterior, painted with scenes depicting plump naked men and women entangled with each other's bodies in a field of daisies. The pristine white marble flooring was laid with a deep purple oriental rug that lead to a high arching french double doorway, guarded by two bulky muscular women,dressed in leopard print garb and armed with nothing more than the sheer size of their intimidating stature.

Once allowed entrance, one would be lead down a grand staircase into an enormous and even more elaborate lounge where nature became one with the decor. Vines crawled across the ceilings and down immense chandelier lit by magic flames that neither flickered nor burned. From alcoves hidden by heavy silk and velvet curtains sprouted sturdy roots and branches from some unseen trees, curling into makeshift benches and draped with pillows and sheets for the comfort of the patrons. In the very center was an enormous fountain from which two women emerged, embracing each other, blood red wine spouted from between them and pooling around their thighs. In the margins of the round room where many marble statues of naked nymphs and satyrs, in playful and sometimes sensuous poses. Their marble and stone bodies, were graced with moss and small white flowers that grew from their cracks.

At the very end of the lounge stood a structure pillars that mimicked that of an amphitheater of ancient Greece, at this moment unoccupied aside from Percival who at a small round table set up for potential future audiences. There was much more to this place than the lounge, as the muffled bass of music could be heard behind hidden doors, but Percy could not take the dim lights and heat of bodies all pressed together. At the moment he wanted to be alone to revel in his ache, while he waited.

His self-pity was interrupted however when a hand took gentle hold of his shaking wrist to steady it, and Percival was presented with a lit match. He looked up to the soft but chiseled features of an ancient God, Dionysus, the proprietor of the establishment, whose body was currently draped with a blue paisley sheer robe that didn't leave much to the imagination. Percy couldn't help but smile at the warm gesture.

"All alone tonight, dear," Dionysus proceeded to speak. His face seemed to glimmer with a smear of glittery makeup, his eyes were outlined in sharp black eyeliner and light blue eye shadow.

"No," Percy finally found his voice. "I'm just waiting for a f-friend... Actually." His lips seemed to stumble over the word. Friend. A pang of guilt washed over him for a moment.

"Ah," Dionysus chuckled. " Friend. The very same from last week, I take it? Still cavorting with demons, I see." He lit Percy's cigarette. .

Percy took a drag and shook his head. "Not quite in that nature. It's just... just a friend. Just trying to-"

Dionysus shook his head and clicked his tongue. "What sort of angel spends night in a sordid place like this? While the world melts in a ball of hellfire you sit and indulge in- Ah what do you call it? Sin."

Percival choked on his spit, suddenly there was more than he needed.

"Oh dear child, I only jest." Dionysus smiled and Percy shuddered. "Look at you, you're strung out. You tremble and sweat more than humans have the capacity to..." Dionysus swept the hair out of Percival's eyes and gave his arm a gentle tug. "Come on. Come have a drink. Come, be my company... I can assure you, your friend isn't going to be looking around here for you.. Come where the action is. It'd be better than wallowing in whatever guilt you've accumulated over in this corner."

"I'm fine," Percival insisted, drawing away from Dionysus's touch, though he was very much tempted. "I just need a moment to process some things. I can join you once I-... My friend."

Dionysus laughed again and then tilted his head pityingly at the poor creature who raised his shoulders at his gaze. "Say no more, Dear." His hand lingered on Percival's cheek and suddenly his attention was jerked away by a shout that arose from one of doors hidden behind the curtain. "Ah, calamity beckons. You must excuse me." He pulled away from Percival and shuffled away to silently disappear behind the curtain, leaving a lingering scent of earthly musk that was not unpleasant to Percival. Still, he felt relieved, if a little disappointed to be left alone once more.

più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
FUCK, I looked down, I looked down!
Flynn began to panic slightly, for a soon as she had done what she had been trying so hard not to let herself do, which in her case was looking down to one of the longest falls she had ever seen without being in anything that flew, the severely damaged building quaked. She needed to get up and out, and fast!
And with that, she started pulling herself up by the piece of steel that she clung on too, failing at first when the tower shook again and nearly threw her off. But with the second attempt, she pulled herself up further than the last time to where she could use her feet as leverage to climb up. By the time she finally was able to get out of her dangling situation, she was panting some, frizzy strings of hair sticking up from her hair, and her eyes immediately came to the view of the destruction that had been done.
Sizzling wires that sparked with electricity every now and then hung from some of the areas that used to be the ceiling, desks and chairs alike scattered in broken portions. Papers were showered all over the place like it had been raining shreds of discolored confetti. Portions of what looked like entire floors had collapsed on want another, leaving the gaping hole that her gaze went to. Ironically, to her dismay, the elevator she had used to get up there had been taken with them.
"Can this get...any worse."
And on cue, the entire tower let out a stiff, grinding groan that made her pause where she was. And then it stopped. But as soon as it continued, things slowly began to sink in. "No...noooooo--" Some of the papers and shards of broken g;lass that riddled the area began to shift, as did the direction that some of the electrical chords swung in when they started to sway further to one side. Almost as if...Wait a minute--
Flynn's eyes widened and she took off in a mad dash towards the stairs, bursting through the door shoulder first and stumbling out to the stair way. "FUCK! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!" Things seemed to start to shift all the way to the right as she made her way down, practically jumping six steps at a time, the safety rails looking to be bending.
-
Meanwhile from outside, the city's tall towering building began to slowly tip over towards the left depending on what direction it was being viewed from. A section of the middle and lower half had been severely damaged where a pieces of the fallen meteor had pummeled through it.

~

[Meanwhile in an underground bunker in what was now well known to be the demolished bare lands of Milwauke, Oregon]

"O-oh my god! Folks we now have a critical update on the situation pertaining the most recent attack! Lives by thous--"

Click.

"Just in folks, a bit more information on the destruction of--"

Click.

"We're interrupting this station to bring you urgent news of the--"

"Oh..my gooooooooooooooooood, turn the music back on. For fucks sake!" Rode groaned, lazily lifting her arm back and reaching behind the arm of the dusty black battered couch that the back of her head rested on and flipping the switch that turned the radio off.
Rings of smoke drifted from her lips, her gaze following their drift towards the ceiling before they dissipated. She didn't feel like hearing that shit. It wasn't like she exactly cared much anyways. And even if she did, what was she gonna do, send some "I'm sorry for your loss" cards? She'd rather not. If any thing she was more worried about the Stumptowns they destroyed, all of that Dutch Bros. coffee! That was the real outrage!
The joint between her fingers was lifted to her lips again for her to take a long and well-needed drag from it as if it were a cigarette, the cherry that burned at the end brightening and then calming when she was finished.
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Four. Five. Six. Seven.
She exhaled slowly, the thick wave of smoke seeping out into the air before she began to cough, the rest of the smoke coming out in a large puff. "Woo--Thank you, Mary Jane." She coughed a few more times, the only sound that filled the four poorly painted and chipped walls of the room that she was in. A shitty one at that. Which actually didn't bother her in the least. In fact, it was perfect. She felt that it described her in a lot of ways. Meant to be more, but not meeting everyone else's expectations. And honestly...she could have cared less. This was one of the only places she could take a grab at some peace and quite and jam to some quality rock and roll, and she'd be damned if she was gonna let someone else's problem stop at.
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più di un anno fa 666demon said…
(*illiterately rises from the dead* BOO MOTHERFUCKERS HAVE SOME FUCKIN FLUFFY SHIT BETWEEN A DEMON AND AN ANGEL)

Thunder held her hand up, running her fingers through the sleeping Angel's hair, breathing deep and steady so he could stay asleep longer. It was weird because angels don't sleep, they don't dream and neither do demons. But yet they got in the habit of closing their eyes. "What sugar tits, never seen love before?" She questions rhetorically. Of course the other angel hasn't seen love before, if she did it would have been incest or something like that.Remembering back in her old body when she and Gadreel used to lie awake at ass o'clock and talk about Heaven and Hell. Trying to find comparisons and giggling about them going 'Holy shit you're right!'. The next thing Thunder knew was Gadreel ripping himself away when the truck came to a halt. Pupils were diallated, he was breathing hard. Scared. "Hey Gaddy. You're ok. We're fine. Come here, you're ok.."
più di un anno fa 666demon said…
(Did I kill it?)
più di un anno fa Phantelephant said…
(( no I think I did :( ))
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
((.....

































this club did it XD))
più di un anno fa 666demon said…
( <(O.O)> )
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
(( (0_0) ))
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
((ow oof sorry y’all i killed it i’ll bring it back within the next couple days))
più di un anno fa -Universe_COLA- said…
((Greeeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyy XD How nice of yah to come on by again--IN THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS?! WOMAN, WHO IS HOLDING YOU HOSTAGE?!








Joking .-. Take as much time as you need my friend!))
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
((oh my goodness I'm so sorry I'm back ah hi))

Michael's voice pounded in Ariel's head as he spoke, causing her to cower back from him, her palms flat against her ears. She looked up in time to see Michael getting prepared to attack and she held her hands up in front of her in defense. A loud crash sounded in front of her, forcing her back. A chunk of debris crashed between them, forcing them apart. Ariel let out a sigh of relief before drawing her holy-water dipped sword, wary of Michael still across from her. Ariel's thoughts immediately went to the girl she met, and despite not knowing anything about her, she hoped she was still okay.
più di un anno fa grey_skies said…
((well i tried))
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