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Angel Vicky
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STATUS: Sorry all. Recovering from a shoulder injury so can't type very well ATM. 4 yrs ago
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Sorry all. Recovering from a shoulder injury so can't type very well ATM.
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Power Rangers MXF 1x1 anyone?
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New Wow expansion is out, expect posting to be slower this week XD
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Jason David Frank, my first ever childhood crush. I will miss you. Such an inspiration to so many of us 90s kids. </3
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You don't eat, Lord Wraith???
Bio
~Angel Vicky~
Been a member of the old Roleplayer Guild since 2012 - I tend to do more Advanced. My favourite lore is Angelic (you probably couldnt tell by my name!), medieval, Ancient Rome/Greece/Egypt and Norse mythology. My fave writing genre is sci-fi and fantasy but I like drama, comedy, suspense and angst with a bit of romance thrown in!
I tend to do only 1x1 rps nowadays as they are less chaotic with less people, as they say "too many cooks around the pot". Here is my current interest check.
My Hobbies include: roleplaying (obviously!), astronomy, writing poetry, dance electronica music and raving, pets, video gaming, cosplaying.
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Varia crossed her arms at him, shaking her head. "And what made you do all those things. Who drove you to it. Life is what you make it." She smiles at him. "Without anyone over shadowing you. You can do what you were born to be. A man of greatness. Or so the legends always say, right?" She sees a nurse approaching.
"If you treat people like dirt, you'll be treated as such. But if you treat them right, it doesnt matter how many times you fuck up in their eyes." She tilts her head and shrugs. "In the end it's upto you, not me, nor anyone else. I'll leave you to rest. Take care of yourself Loki. If not for your sake, for your family. They still care whether you like it or not." She says as she leaves the medical ward and made her way back to work.
"If you treat people like dirt, you'll be treated as such. But if you treat them right, it doesnt matter how many times you fuck up in their eyes." She tilts her head and shrugs. "In the end it's upto you, not me, nor anyone else. I'll leave you to rest. Take care of yourself Loki. If not for your sake, for your family. They still care whether you like it or not." She says as she leaves the medical ward and made her way back to work.
"AGH! GET OFF ME!" Varia screams herself awake and points a gun up at the air, then relaxes seeing it was Loki who startled her. "You're in the hospital. Had to get your mouth fixed. You're welcome by the way." Varia stands up and holsters her gun.
"Now I see that you're fine. Let's get one thing straight, buddy." She leans in to him with cold eyes. "You ain't no boss of me. And I didn't bring you here just so you can mess up again. I believe in second chances and Lord know's I've given too many of those. But you EVER so cross me or this world again. You're straight back to Asgard in that forsaken prison, begging they put you out of your misery." Varia threatens.
"You've got one year to prove your worth." She tells him firmly.
"Now I see that you're fine. Let's get one thing straight, buddy." She leans in to him with cold eyes. "You ain't no boss of me. And I didn't bring you here just so you can mess up again. I believe in second chances and Lord know's I've given too many of those. But you EVER so cross me or this world again. You're straight back to Asgard in that forsaken prison, begging they put you out of your misery." Varia threatens.
"You've got one year to prove your worth." She tells him firmly.
I was thinking, when you are ready of course, is we start off with a galactic senate meeting. To see if we can work out peaceful negotiations of the remaining free worlds. Your Emperor will be asking for their peaceful surrender and mine will be seeking integration into his empire without losing their cultures and religions.
Varia kneels and keeps Loki's head from off the floor. Her first aid training coming in really useful. She dialled 911 for the ambulance and she went with him to the hospital.
The next he awoke, his stitches were out of his mouth and bruised, reddened lips but had been treated for inflammation and bleeding. And Varia would be sitting right next to him in the chair asleep, as it had been a long while he was in there.
The next he awoke, his stitches were out of his mouth and bruised, reddened lips but had been treated for inflammation and bleeding. And Varia would be sitting right next to him in the chair asleep, as it had been a long while he was in there.
Varia coughs as she landed with Loki. She looked up, her hair being thrown back over her shoulders. She huffs out of breath and looks at him.
"How's your healing powers? Can you un-sow your mouth?" She asks as she pants, holding onto her knees. "Otherwise I can take you to a hospital."
She looked around, she was happy to be back in New York, standing on a city street with the weird Asgardian circle with symbols under their feet. It was a dull and grey day here.
"How's your healing powers? Can you un-sow your mouth?" She asks as she pants, holding onto her knees. "Otherwise I can take you to a hospital."
She looked around, she was happy to be back in New York, standing on a city street with the weird Asgardian circle with symbols under their feet. It was a dull and grey day here.
Name: Aeria-Sarisa Starlight
Age: 126
Race: Elven-like
Homeworld: Altheria.
An energy bound planet to its people. Their people are magical in nature and are very religious to the nature spirits. It is common practice to summon the spirits for healing and good intentions. They are strict with their religious laws so as not to corrupt their minds. They live in trees high above the ground, are agile and fast, specialising in archery and magic. Their attire is of simplistic robes of earthen and pastel colours. The royalty only wear white. Anyone born on Altheria lives a long life, but anyone who ventures off world for a long amount of time, they will lose their longevity and live only as long as humans.
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Aeria-Sarisa was born 126 years ago to Queen Iridonia Starlight and King Alexander Suncrest. Long have they reigned peacefully on their beautiful world. She grew up learning the artes of nature and their religion as she was duty bound to become the High Priestess as the first heir to the throne. She learned politics and strategical thinking to be able to be ambassador with the Galactic Republic senate. During her 126 she has learned to hone her archery, horse riding, dancing and her magical gifts of healing and summoning nature spirits. She is one with the planet and as such she cannot leave the planet for more than a month without rapidly ageing. She became the High Priestess at the age of 45 after passing many ceremonies. She performs the most sacred of rituals such as funerals that allow the dead to pass into the afterlife which is called The Passing in which she walks on water and dances. She has seen the rise and fall of many planet empires. Now she watches as the planets reach out to conquer each other and the imbalance between the conquered worlds by the Astra Empire and the last remaining Free World States are at exactly 50/50.
Age: 126
Race: Elven-like
Homeworld: Altheria.
An energy bound planet to its people. Their people are magical in nature and are very religious to the nature spirits. It is common practice to summon the spirits for healing and good intentions. They are strict with their religious laws so as not to corrupt their minds. They live in trees high above the ground, are agile and fast, specialising in archery and magic. Their attire is of simplistic robes of earthen and pastel colours. The royalty only wear white. Anyone born on Altheria lives a long life, but anyone who ventures off world for a long amount of time, they will lose their longevity and live only as long as humans.
The Grand Palace:
Appearance:
History:
Aeria-Sarisa was born 126 years ago to Queen Iridonia Starlight and King Alexander Suncrest. Long have they reigned peacefully on their beautiful world. She grew up learning the artes of nature and their religion as she was duty bound to become the High Priestess as the first heir to the throne. She learned politics and strategical thinking to be able to be ambassador with the Galactic Republic senate. During her 126 she has learned to hone her archery, horse riding, dancing and her magical gifts of healing and summoning nature spirits. She is one with the planet and as such she cannot leave the planet for more than a month without rapidly ageing. She became the High Priestess at the age of 45 after passing many ceremonies. She performs the most sacred of rituals such as funerals that allow the dead to pass into the afterlife which is called The Passing in which she walks on water and dances. She has seen the rise and fall of many planet empires. Now she watches as the planets reach out to conquer each other and the imbalance between the conquered worlds by the Astra Empire and the last remaining Free World States are at exactly 50/50.
This is for Angel Vicky and Avanhelsing.
Varia ran as fast as she could through the palace halls. Little did they know they had help in the far background. Thor stopped any guards pursuing them. Jane watched them running for the bi-frost gate. She turns to Thor. "You really think this will work?"
"Do not fret. Perhaps seeing a mortal who has more morality than a God can change his perspective on life..." Thor replies as Varia and Loki get nearer to Heimdall. The Golden Guardian stands tall and firm.
"Halt in the name of Asgard." He booms and slams his sword down on the floor.
Varia skids to a halt, getting out of breath. Surely the Trickster had some tricks up his sleeve to get past this guardian...again.
"Do not fret. Perhaps seeing a mortal who has more morality than a God can change his perspective on life..." Thor replies as Varia and Loki get nearer to Heimdall. The Golden Guardian stands tall and firm.
"Halt in the name of Asgard." He booms and slams his sword down on the floor.
Varia skids to a halt, getting out of breath. Surely the Trickster had some tricks up his sleeve to get past this guardian...again.
Varia had seemingly left the cells. But not long after the cell's barrier descends and opens for Loki. Followed by the sound of Asgardian alarms.
Suddenly Varia steps into view. "Hurry up come on! We gotta get outta here!" She ushered him. If he did not escape with her, another would die at his hands for not acting. She was banking on him really wanting to redeem himself.
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As she had left the cell, she pondered life and the meaning of it. If she had walked away now she would never forget Loki's face, his melancholy state. She would be in a lot of trouble, probably be put to death for this action. But she had lived a life of adventure already, she had no-one to leave behind except her brother who would survive. Some things were much bigger than her own petty existence. This was a war of Gods.
And so, she made the decision to help him without his consent. She flagged down a guard and pretended she was lost. She fluttered her eyelashes at him whilst he was showing her the way out, she unhooked his key to the dungeon control panel that operated the barrier doors. He didn't notice she had removed them when she gave him a lovely smile that could melt even an Asgardian male. Human women were not to be underestimated.
Suddenly Varia steps into view. "Hurry up come on! We gotta get outta here!" She ushered him. If he did not escape with her, another would die at his hands for not acting. She was banking on him really wanting to redeem himself.
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As she had left the cell, she pondered life and the meaning of it. If she had walked away now she would never forget Loki's face, his melancholy state. She would be in a lot of trouble, probably be put to death for this action. But she had lived a life of adventure already, she had no-one to leave behind except her brother who would survive. Some things were much bigger than her own petty existence. This was a war of Gods.
And so, she made the decision to help him without his consent. She flagged down a guard and pretended she was lost. She fluttered her eyelashes at him whilst he was showing her the way out, she unhooked his key to the dungeon control panel that operated the barrier doors. He didn't notice she had removed them when she gave him a lovely smile that could melt even an Asgardian male. Human women were not to be underestimated.
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