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Taking graphic requests! :D

Oh I'd like to make a request as well if you don't mind.

Type: Banner
Text: Pirate Age
Sub-text: A pirate's life is for me!
Images: Pirateship and Treasure
Theme: Fantasy/Pirate
Color Scheme: Blue because the sea and Gold because the treasure
Size(?): Whatever works best?

Type: Signature
Text: None
Sub-text: None
Images: Let's try this
Theme: Starry night
Color Scheme: Gold and Starry night colors
Size(?): Whatever works best?

Pirate Age

^ Haha "Oh boy, everything is happening!"

Pirate Age

I'm sure the cook, the loot guard, the captain, and everyone can be interacted with. Just jump into the action. Save the ship before the random pirates sink it! And you can always control pirates. Or townspeople. All that good stuff.

Pirate Age

Pfft, Ray you're so subtle. Because they were definitely talking about pie.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

Thise are cool dragons.
I volunteer Ace for the dangerous idea of putting the amulet around the dragon.
If we can do that haha

The Power of The Fallen ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

Aoba was no fighter, so he was tossed this way and that like a little ragdoll. Despite his robe being dirtied and his hair a little tossled, he made sure to keep his wings tidy. It wasn't like it mattered, but he still wanted his wings to look their best as he always wanted them to be. And after seeing the tainted feather, he wanted nothing to do with such a thing. All eyes were on him and he wanted to cower away and hide from it all. He wanted to sleep and wake up to everything going back to normal. And he wished he'd never taken the offer to help Kuro. He didn't blame the demon, but he knew that if they never met, Aoba would have been just fine. If none of this happened. He listened to the hushed voices, most shocked and appalled by him. His head lowered and he looked at his wrists, eyeing the cuts that were forming.

When everything silenced, Aoba flinched and he slowly looked up to the High Judge. He had a blank expression on his face and Aoba inwardly sighed, thankful to not see a look of wrath or hatred for once. The Judge said nothing at first, but after a moment the Judge's voice rumbled out a greeting and before long the trial started. The overseer was in place against Aoba, and without a moment's hesitation, she spoke. "This angel is being charged with treason. He helped the youngest son of Satan escape his imprisonment." The dramatic gasps of the crowd were silenced by the Judge's hand. "We don't have the solid evidence yet, but he was the closest to that filth. There were incidents where my guards saw displays of affection from the filth towards this angel. Those eye the two guards that said they witnessed such." Green and Red stood, bowing to the Judge.

"Is this true? Did the demon display some sort of affection towards you?" The Judge,  and everyone else eyed Aoba as his gaze lifted slowly.

Aoba wasn't going to lie. It would only bury him deeper into trouble. And the guards had seen it. "It was...It was his way of- of saying thank y-you... He meant nothing to it... At least I don't think he did." They all had to stay silent in order to hear Aoba. His voice was soft, and by the looks of it, he didn't plan on raising it anytime soon. "I didn't kiss him though. Not once." He felt it was needed to be said. As if that crucial evidence would be a significant change for him.

"What if it was mind control?"

"The kid doesn't seem like he can fight back either."

"But that doesn't make it any better that the filth kissed him! He's contaminated! Take him to get cleaned!"

"He has been cooped up in heaven. He doesn't know the dangers of the others like we do."

"Everyone knows that demons are bad!"

The comments rang through the room until the Judge silenced them all. "Is there anything you have to say for yourself?" He watched as Aoba dropped his head in defeat.

"...Is there really much I can say?"

The Judge raised an eyebrow, but only nodded, turning his attention to the overseer. She started once more as he did. "There's also the matter the of the fearful look in his eye when we approached him. He practically turned himself in when Fenrir asked him if he was an accomplice." She looked over at Fenrir, motioning him to stand up. This time, the Judge had a question.

"What did Aoba say when you asked him this?"

"Honestly your Honor, he was too shaken up to make complete sentences or speak clearly. He was afraid. Something I've noticed easily in him. The angel is prone to getting scared easily." Even if he didn't approve of the situation, disliked the demon, or was a witness,  Aoba was still apart of the medical staff- and the youngest. He felt sorry for the pitiful looking angel. With a nod, he was allowed to sit back down.

The trial went on like that for a fair amount of time. The overseer gave many accusations with the same witnesses to back up her claims, while not able to give 100% fact- other than what witnesses claimed happened. Aoba was happy to just sit quietly, not uttering a word unless he was given a question from the High Judge himself. Even the Judge could see Fenrir's point of him being fearful. It was obvious the angel was shaken up, and didn't know what to do with himself. So, at the end of the trial the Judge came to a conclusion.

"With so little evidence to these accusations, we will have another trial tomorrow morning. And then his judgement. As of now, send him back to the prison and further your search for any damages done by the demon."

And like that, the trial was over. Aoba was pulled and dragged back to his cell. And just like before, he curled up with his back facing the cell bars. It was quiet, and only one guard was placed to watch Aoba. He was no threat, so two weren't needed. This guard glanced in every now and then feeling rather sorry for Aoba. It so happened to be one of the guards he had fed when he was bringing food to Kuro.

The Legend of Midnight: Tales of the Train

*Tumbles in*
This was a good idea. And nice picture. It really suits the trains. . . And the fantasy. . . And the legends. Amd all that good stuff.
And Teriyaki at your service!

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

Enasi only watches as Rasha scrambles under the blanket. With a slight sigh, not of sadness, he nods. "Actually, I did know he was a rather big fan of yours. And his little pranks show such." He rested his head in one hand, still watching the lump. "Though one thing I must have gotten wrong is his personality. Heh, I've heard he's so calm and suave, but seeing him now makes me think quite differently." Harper chuckles at the thought was spoken aloud. He too thought that Rasha was a lot more calm and collective, but oh well.

"My end?" He gave a curious look to such a devious one but merely shrugged. "Well, I was telling a story to the patients. They are all healing up thankfully. Everything is just fine on my end." Everything with my realm, not regarding you is fine, I should say.' He wondered what that was all about, but decided to let it go.

Rasha decided to stay under the blanket a little longer, despite the obvious teasings. The excitement for Seishu to continue petting him was too great and he ended up wiggling back up soon enoigh in order to get petted. Once again Rue and Inui wanted to pet Rasha like small children would want to pet an animal, but once again he curled away from their touch. Rue stuck out his tongue and leaned closer to Seishu just as Inui had done. He noticed how tense it made him get, so he was probably going to use it to his advantage.

"I guess I should have mentioned that you might have had some competition, huh?" Harper said with a small smirk as he watched the display. There was no way Rue was going to let Rasha kick him and Inui out. And Harper doubted Night would have accepted that either. 'Hm, where's Fox so I can gloat. Even if we both brought two minions, mine were picked without all that work.'

"So now you have Rue, Inui, Crios, Harper, Rasha, Cho, and myself." He noticed Rasha's confusion and he explained further for the new one. "It's a special group to protect Seishu basically. Some of them protect on different ways. Like Crios healing him, or Cho making sure his food isn't poisoned. Stuff like that."

The minion's eye went wide as he learned the news. 'I can't believe it! I get to be with my idol and help protect him! He's going to be so impressed! The excitement practically seeped out of him. He was going to be Seishu's guard! That would mean so much time together. The minion could have fainted. It was literally a dream come true. Now of only his other fantasies would come true. . . He was pulled out of his wandering fantasies when someone petted his tail. He turned happily, but once he noticed it wasn't Seishu, but Inui he had growled and forgotten his idol's words. Once more, he swiped at Inui, making him pull his hand back quickly.

The Power of The Fallen ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

Aoba stumbled backwards when Fenrir suddenly appears. The immediate dread hits him, and the fury in his voice sent cold chills down his spine. He couldn't speak, nor could he move. The soldier that was escorting him didn't hear the low words, but he did hear the hiss making even him step back a little. The overseer had followed him over and Aoba feels his heart stop once more. If he wasn't so frozen in place, the poor angel would have fainted. 'What have I done...?

"Speak Aoba!" The overseer demanded in the midst of the chaos. Time had stopped for the little angel. Everything was slowing down around him. The angel was frozen with fear as his wide blue eyes went from Fenrir to the overseer. "I demand you sp-!"

Fenrir stopped her, knowing that it wouldn't work if they continued yelling at him. He held his hand up to her, telling her to wait. "Aoba. Did you, or did you not have anything to do with this?" His voice was low, and his eyes still held the glare, but it was enough to break through to the angel. In a flash, tears streamed from his face and he fell to his knees.

"I don't know what I- I couldn't and he- But I tried to- I'm so sorry- I didn't mean to-!" Aoba's answer came out as rambles and pleading cries. He didn't know what to do or where to turn to. The angel was so lost, and all of a sudden there was a cold heavy metal on his wrists. It made him lean forward and nearly fall over. The overseer only glared, hearing enough to convince her that he was guilty.

At that point, even Fenrir got a little defensive of his medi angel. "The cuffs aren't necessary. He can barely lift them. He's not going to overpower anyone. He-"

"He's guilty of a crime and thus will be treated like a prisoner!" The overseer barked out before yanking the angel to the prison. Fenrir stood straight, unable to save the little angel and not planning to against the law. Aoba was silent, staring off into space, trying to find an escape. But that never came, and he was tossed into one of the cells with the cuffs left on. "Where is he!?"

"He's gone..." Aoba whispered, looking at the ground. She barked the question once more, not hearing him the first time. "He's gone! I don't know where but he's not here!" Aoba yelled put before turning his back to the cell bars amd curling up into a ball.

"You're judgement will be in due time."

Aoba curled up still, unsure if he could cry anymore. Instead he just wondered what was going on, and how everything could spiral so fast. He looked at the little cuts on his wrists as he laid there and attempted to heal them under the cuffs, but they were in the way. So, he laid there, keeping his eyes shut.

Pirate Age

Oh my goodness that picture. That is hilarious.
And I shall read teh posts.

Edit: Nolan is adorably trying and Kai is like sit down, we need you for food. Stay hidden.