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Call me Spencer not my real name. I'm 17 years old, from the Philippines, pansexual, a Journalism student, and a generally badass person, if I do say so myself.
I roleplay in any genre, as long as it's a plot that I'm interested in and can grasp easily. I mostly play females, but can sometimes play males. If you wanna 1x1, I really wanna do some fxf plots. :>
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Posted. Now that I see it, I may have gone overkill with the length. Meh.
Over the city, two feet swung leisurely over the edge of a building's rooftop. The owner, a young blonde woman, whispered a happy tune as her feet tapped the brick wall to the beat of her mind's song. Other than her current location and the manifestation of great, white wings on her back, nothing was remarkable about her.
"Kristiel," came a stern voice. The blonde angel turned her head and saw the owner of said voice, a woman with fiery red hair being gently set down on the rooftop by her wings. She was Camael, a Seraph. "What are you doing here? Were you not tasked to watch over a dying man?"
Kristiel pursed her lips, but didn't dare turn her back on her superior. "I simply came to view the wondrous sights the city has to offer. I thought perhaps I might be able to show Mr. Olivera one last look at the city he grew up in one last time before I lead him back to the Creator."
Camael arched her brow as she turned to scan the city. Grey, dull buildings produced black smoke that would become the humans' undoing. Every corner held a brothel or some other establishment of sin and disgrace. The humans' hearts were corrupted by darkness - each and every one of them. There was nothing beautiful about the city. Nothing at all like the beautiful utopia the Creator had gifted men before. No, this city was soiled with destruction and chaos. "There is no beauty here," she concluded.
"But there is," Kristiel retorted, a hand pointing towards a hole in the wall establishment. "The people here find happiness despite the disasters that befall them."
Camael's eyes narrowed at the name of the establishment; the Rave. Before the entrance was a long line of assorted people. She knew right then and there that it was not an establishment meant to honor the Creator. "Kristiel, say your prayers," she ejaculated. "That establishment you speak of is a place of sin."
The blonde angel shook her head. "Could a place that gives joy to the hearts of man be so horrible? I have seen many leave this establishment with a smile on their face and a beloved on their arm. It is a place of love, Seraph. Do you not watch over such businesses?"
"Do not question me, young one." The irritation was evident in her voice, but Camael could not deny that yes, she was the angel of love and if that place did give love, then it was her duty to watch over it too. But she did not like the darkness that enveloped it. "An establishment of love shrouded in the darkness of sin."
"Then cleanse it." Kristiel stood up, her feet inches from leaving the stable ground of the rooftop. Her wings had spread wide as she prepared for flight. Before she did so, she spoke softly, "Give the city a chance. We are here to protect it, dear sister."
Left alone, Camael pondered the merits of visiting the establishment. She would be able to see for herself what kind of happiness it offered, and she would be able to learn more of the people they were tasked to protect from the demons that lurked. If such demon would be there, it would be against the rules set upon them to reveal themselves. In a way, such a place could become a no-man's ground, and Camael could attempt to cleanse it from evil. She nodded to no one as she made up her mind. She jumped over the edge and landed in an abandoned alley with the grace angels were known for. She shook her shoulder, her wings disappearing as if they were dust.
"May the Creator's blessing shine upon us now and forevermore," she prayed silently. She took a deep breath, and stepped out into the city.
"Kristiel," came a stern voice. The blonde angel turned her head and saw the owner of said voice, a woman with fiery red hair being gently set down on the rooftop by her wings. She was Camael, a Seraph. "What are you doing here? Were you not tasked to watch over a dying man?"
Kristiel pursed her lips, but didn't dare turn her back on her superior. "I simply came to view the wondrous sights the city has to offer. I thought perhaps I might be able to show Mr. Olivera one last look at the city he grew up in one last time before I lead him back to the Creator."
Camael arched her brow as she turned to scan the city. Grey, dull buildings produced black smoke that would become the humans' undoing. Every corner held a brothel or some other establishment of sin and disgrace. The humans' hearts were corrupted by darkness - each and every one of them. There was nothing beautiful about the city. Nothing at all like the beautiful utopia the Creator had gifted men before. No, this city was soiled with destruction and chaos. "There is no beauty here," she concluded.
"But there is," Kristiel retorted, a hand pointing towards a hole in the wall establishment. "The people here find happiness despite the disasters that befall them."
Camael's eyes narrowed at the name of the establishment; the Rave. Before the entrance was a long line of assorted people. She knew right then and there that it was not an establishment meant to honor the Creator. "Kristiel, say your prayers," she ejaculated. "That establishment you speak of is a place of sin."
The blonde angel shook her head. "Could a place that gives joy to the hearts of man be so horrible? I have seen many leave this establishment with a smile on their face and a beloved on their arm. It is a place of love, Seraph. Do you not watch over such businesses?"
"Do not question me, young one." The irritation was evident in her voice, but Camael could not deny that yes, she was the angel of love and if that place did give love, then it was her duty to watch over it too. But she did not like the darkness that enveloped it. "An establishment of love shrouded in the darkness of sin."
"Then cleanse it." Kristiel stood up, her feet inches from leaving the stable ground of the rooftop. Her wings had spread wide as she prepared for flight. Before she did so, she spoke softly, "Give the city a chance. We are here to protect it, dear sister."
Left alone, Camael pondered the merits of visiting the establishment. She would be able to see for herself what kind of happiness it offered, and she would be able to learn more of the people they were tasked to protect from the demons that lurked. If such demon would be there, it would be against the rules set upon them to reveal themselves. In a way, such a place could become a no-man's ground, and Camael could attempt to cleanse it from evil. She nodded to no one as she made up her mind. She jumped over the edge and landed in an abandoned alley with the grace angels were known for. She shook her shoulder, her wings disappearing as if they were dust.
"May the Creator's blessing shine upon us now and forevermore," she prayed silently. She took a deep breath, and stepped out into the city.
Bae, post the thing in the IC tab. Other than that, it's a-okay. I'll make a reply when I get home.
Bumpety bump. What's happening here?
Wow, great. And yeah, it'll be a group rp. I'd need a co-gm for plot things though,
You wanna start? Cus I have to go somewhere for a while.
This is a 1x1 between bittersweetsymphonia and AllOurPrettySongs. Feel free to read, but don't post unless you're us.
Basically, the idea is that Lucifer lost his mojo and sent his army of hella awesome demons to infiltrate earth, but of course God ain't having none of that. He sent an army of angels to defeat Lucifer's army of demons, but the muggle peeps can't know of the war because it's not time for the Apocalypse yet and whatevs. So, our super awesome angels and demons must disguise themselves, fit in with the humans, and fight the great war in secret.
In the middle of the war, we find our David Bowie lookalike demon and a hella pretty angel.
Ignore the super stupid intro, but take a look at these awesome characters!
Basically, the idea is that Lucifer lost his mojo and sent his army of hella awesome demons to infiltrate earth, but of course God ain't having none of that. He sent an army of angels to defeat Lucifer's army of demons, but the muggle peeps can't know of the war because it's not time for the Apocalypse yet and whatevs. So, our super awesome angels and demons must disguise themselves, fit in with the humans, and fight the great war in secret.
In the middle of the war, we find our David Bowie lookalike demon and a hella pretty angel.
Ignore the super stupid intro, but take a look at these awesome characters!
Hmm true. It'd be kinda badass if the survivors all have simple Graces that aren't really all that dangerous, but the crazy Hunters still wanna take them down.
Hmm now I wanna make the Nine a reality...
Hmm now I wanna make the Nine a reality...
Name: Alexandria Marie Kraus
Nickname: Alex
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Alex is a bit on the short side with an athletic built. She has straight, sable hair with neon green hightlights. She wears dark and heavy eyeliner, which makes her grey eyes stand out. Her clothing style is a mix of both punk and gothic styles. On her left hip is a tattoo of a raven in flight.
Shift into: A Raven
» Alex in raven form can be distinguished from normal ravens by a streak of green on her left wing.
Personality: Alex is the sarcastic goth of the group. She's blunt, straight to the point, and impulsive. She's also fiercely loyal and her bravery can match that of a lion's. Alex is usually optimistic, especially when it comes to things concerning the people she cares about. If you're not on her good side, you can expect Alex to be insensitive, tactless, and hurtful (sometimes even physically).
History/Bio: Alex was born and raised in Germany. She grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth and never had a problem getting whatever she wanted. At the young age of ten, Alex found out that she had the ability to shift into a raven. Frightened, she kept it a secret from her parents and everybody else. She did her best in keeping herself in control as to not shift in front of people. For years, she'd done well... Until one day on her eighteenth birthday when the son of her father's company partner discovered her mid-shift. It caused a lot of buzz and the Kraus became the talk of the town. Of course, they couldn't have bad publicity messing up their businesses and images. They paid off the reporters and the family of the boy who saw Alex to keep quiet. Once the sensation died down and was proven to be false, they gave Alex a briefcase of money and sent her on her way where she won't be able to cause trouble for their family anymore.
Alex lived on her own and found a roommate who didn't judge her for her shapeshifting abilities. She was living the life, but there was something still missing. When she anonymously received news of other shapeshifters banding together, she just knew she had to join them. She said a sad goodbye to the friend who'd been there for her for years, and went off to find her kin.
Nickname: Alex
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Alex is a bit on the short side with an athletic built. She has straight, sable hair with neon green hightlights. She wears dark and heavy eyeliner, which makes her grey eyes stand out. Her clothing style is a mix of both punk and gothic styles. On her left hip is a tattoo of a raven in flight.
Shift into: A Raven
» Alex in raven form can be distinguished from normal ravens by a streak of green on her left wing.
Personality: Alex is the sarcastic goth of the group. She's blunt, straight to the point, and impulsive. She's also fiercely loyal and her bravery can match that of a lion's. Alex is usually optimistic, especially when it comes to things concerning the people she cares about. If you're not on her good side, you can expect Alex to be insensitive, tactless, and hurtful (sometimes even physically).
History/Bio: Alex was born and raised in Germany. She grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth and never had a problem getting whatever she wanted. At the young age of ten, Alex found out that she had the ability to shift into a raven. Frightened, she kept it a secret from her parents and everybody else. She did her best in keeping herself in control as to not shift in front of people. For years, she'd done well... Until one day on her eighteenth birthday when the son of her father's company partner discovered her mid-shift. It caused a lot of buzz and the Kraus became the talk of the town. Of course, they couldn't have bad publicity messing up their businesses and images. They paid off the reporters and the family of the boy who saw Alex to keep quiet. Once the sensation died down and was proven to be false, they gave Alex a briefcase of money and sent her on her way where she won't be able to cause trouble for their family anymore.
Alex lived on her own and found a roommate who didn't judge her for her shapeshifting abilities. She was living the life, but there was something still missing. When she anonymously received news of other shapeshifters banding together, she just knew she had to join them. She said a sad goodbye to the friend who'd been there for her for years, and went off to find her kin.
I made a second character. I might add more to her bio later. Oh, and if anyone wants to have a previous connection with any of my characters, just drop me a line. :)
Full Name: Elizabeth Grace Fontaine
Age: 16
Blood: Muggleborn
Alignment: Good
House: Hufflepuff
Personality: Beth has unshakeable loyalty to the people she truly cares for. You can usually find her with a bright smile on her face and a caring hand to give to those who need it. Some say her optimism is childish and naive, but Beth pays them no mind. She knows they would change their minds in time. Despite growing up in riches, Beth has been taught the virtue of hard work and tolerance, so you can always count on her to help. She trusts easily despite having been manipulated so many times before. This outlook that everyone has a good side might become her downfall in the future.
Bio\History:
Beth was orphaned when she was just a baby. No one knows who her biological parents are, so there's a small chance that she might have a wizard's blood inside her. This has yet to be proven though so she's been recorded as a muggleborn.
Beth's adoptive father was a drummer in a French band, while her adoptive mother was a music teacher for a high school. As such, Beth grew up with music guiding her in life. She lived a relatively normal muggle life until her eleventh birthday when she received a letter of admittance to Beauxbaton Academy of Magic. Her parents were surprised at this revelation, but did not shun Beth away. Instead, they urged her to enter Beauxbaton and to own her destiny, much like they had done before to get where they were then.
Beth's time at Beauxbaton had been short. A group of Beauxbaton students, the menace of their fine academy, had taken advantage of Beth's kind nature and used her to steal a powerful artifact from their Headmistress. Of course they had been apprehended and they were all expelled. Still, the Headmistress knew of the trickery so she gave Beth another chance. Beth was sent to Hogwarts to start again. She was sorted into Hufflepuff and found that she fit perfectly.
Beth is currently in her sixth year and a chaser for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.
Appearance:
Wand: 11 inches | Rowan Wood | Pheonix Tail Feather | Slightly Yielding
Notable skills:
» Exceptional at Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Care of Magical Creatures
» She's also quite good at charms
» She has a great singing voice and can play almost any instrument.
Patronus Charm: Lion
Pet:
Full Name: Elizabeth Grace Fontaine
Age: 16
Blood: Muggleborn
Alignment: Good
House: Hufflepuff
Personality: Beth has unshakeable loyalty to the people she truly cares for. You can usually find her with a bright smile on her face and a caring hand to give to those who need it. Some say her optimism is childish and naive, but Beth pays them no mind. She knows they would change their minds in time. Despite growing up in riches, Beth has been taught the virtue of hard work and tolerance, so you can always count on her to help. She trusts easily despite having been manipulated so many times before. This outlook that everyone has a good side might become her downfall in the future.
Bio\History:
Beth was orphaned when she was just a baby. No one knows who her biological parents are, so there's a small chance that she might have a wizard's blood inside her. This has yet to be proven though so she's been recorded as a muggleborn.
Beth's adoptive father was a drummer in a French band, while her adoptive mother was a music teacher for a high school. As such, Beth grew up with music guiding her in life. She lived a relatively normal muggle life until her eleventh birthday when she received a letter of admittance to Beauxbaton Academy of Magic. Her parents were surprised at this revelation, but did not shun Beth away. Instead, they urged her to enter Beauxbaton and to own her destiny, much like they had done before to get where they were then.
Beth's time at Beauxbaton had been short. A group of Beauxbaton students, the menace of their fine academy, had taken advantage of Beth's kind nature and used her to steal a powerful artifact from their Headmistress. Of course they had been apprehended and they were all expelled. Still, the Headmistress knew of the trickery so she gave Beth another chance. Beth was sent to Hogwarts to start again. She was sorted into Hufflepuff and found that she fit perfectly.
Beth is currently in her sixth year and a chaser for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.
Appearance:
Wand: 11 inches | Rowan Wood | Pheonix Tail Feather | Slightly Yielding
Notable skills:
» Exceptional at Transfiguration, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Care of Magical Creatures
» She's also quite good at charms
» She has a great singing voice and can play almost any instrument.
Patronus Charm: Lion
Pet:
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