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Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

@liferusher drink coffee or play Osu

@Spriggs27

Im in bed and shouldnt. Im drinking lemonade

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

I uh got to drunk to do anything right now so ill wait for a bit till i um am less drunk XD

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

People, I'm dropping but just to announce that I'm absent because my work is choking my time this weekend.

I'll probably not be able to do anything before 24 hours from now, but in the meanwhile the approved ones are free to post IC, remember that.

See ya later!

@KoL

-snuggles- you dont have to announce, its alright

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

Sorry it took so long but I just really struggled coming up with a character to play but here she is :)

Hiyori

Name: Hiyori Hayashi

Age:16

Gender: Female

Height: 4’8

Weight: 105 lbs

Personality

Hiyori comes off extremely rude and stuck up, often refusing to even speak to people. There’s not a single person Hiyori likes to be around, including herself. Humans are cruel creatures that don’t deserve to take part in life in her eyes. Should anyone even try to be kind, Hiyori’s attitude becomes even more awful and will be more likely to throw one of her terrifying ‘fits’. Whenever she becomes upset, Hiyori will throw the world’s biggest tantrum and practically destroy whatever area she’s in. And because of this, people try to stay clear of Hiyori. She prefers it that way anyway.Hiyori is also very emotionally unstable and has frequent fits of sadness. Sometimes she’ll shower only to cry her eyes out.

The only thing that Hiyori focuses on is her studies. Where other children had time to participate in clubs and hang out with friends, Hiyori spent her time studying and it wasn’t long before she became the top of her class. Hiyori’s extremely hard working only when it comes to something she takes interest in otherwise she puts no energy at all toward it. At times, she can be quite stubborn. Although she’ll die before showing anyone this side of her, Hiyori can be quite clumsy and often drops things.

Short Bio

From the moment she was born, Hiyori’s life was destined for misfortunes. Unlike other kids her age, Hiyori never knew the color of her hair or how the grass looked when rain fell for she was born blind. At first, her parents tried their best to make every moment of her life normal. However, taking care of a blind child proved to be difficult and the two began to argue. It wasn’t long before they couldn’t stand in the same room together. Her mother blamed Hiyori for ruining her perfect relationship while her father didn’t want the responsibilities of taking care of her.

When she turned 10, they enrolled her into a public school. One look at the blind girl walking around with a cane turned Hiyori into the new laughing stock of the school. The students were cruel and bullied to her to no end.All Hiyori ever wanted was for someone to tell her they liked her, that she was pretty, and she belonged. But no one ever did. It wasn’t long before Hiyori’s hatred toward humankind began. No one had ever showed her any love so she lost any ability to love too. She started to hate herself as well, bullying herself more than anyone. Despite all of the trauma she faced, Hiyori never attempted suicide. Living through the torture was her punishment for existing and Hiyori honestly thought she deserved it.

It’s almost comical the way Hiyori’s life ended. Camping on a school field trip, Hiyori wandered off too far in a nearby forest and crashed right into a beehive. By the time the school was notified, Hiyori had already passed away from an allergic reaction to the bee’s venom. A smile was found on her dead lips.

Other:
-Hiyori has a strange affinity toward rain. She loves the smell and the feeling of it soaking through her clothes.
-She also enjoys watching over animals, especially rabbits.
-Her favorite color is dark purple

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"Why don't you all just leave me the hell alone??"

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@BlueAjah

I like it at least. I dont see much characters that would trow a tantarum and it makes me remind me of the anime Umaru-chan Xd

Also kol i might have some angel beats wallpapers and such you might be ablr to use for the rp or something like that. I will look tomorrow or the day after if I get to drunk tommorow.

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

Had a whole cs done and ready and right before I could press post my computer froze and I had to turn it off, when I cut it back on my post was gone and now I gotta make it all again......I'm gonna go outside and kill a couple people, if not that I hope something happens and I have to go to the station and get some kind of job, because I'm pissed right now.

@Spriggs27

Hope it isnt too much work now

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Isla

Argus was trown into the detention tent just like Isla. Isla's head shot up from her bored position as the demon boy was unconsciously lying on the cold ground next to her "Argus? You okay?" She shook his body a little "Argus, Argus" he did not respond. Isla plunked her head onto her knees again and boredly stared in front of her. Something seemed up, she heard whisperings and a dark aura started filling the tent when she wasnt looking "Huh?" Isla looked around her and eventually noticed what was happening to Argus his body "Whaaaa, what are you doing! Not with me here!" She stammered backwards against the side of the tent and watched in fear at him. The aura only seemed to spread furter and even spread over the entire camp. Isla gave a sqreek before a book appeared above his body and his eyes were acting weird. The tent and her clothes and hair started to break down and disintergrate into nothing more but remains. Isla could just hold a large part of her shirt and vest before it would fall down towards the ground. Her skirt wasn't so protective anymore either. She squealed and ripped a piece of tent of so it would cover her bottom at least.

The bars from the tent changed into charcoal. Just the thing she needed. Isla janked off a piece of charcoal as A cage of ice glass like material surrounded Isla and the other prisoners. She gave out a relieved sigh and stammered out some swear words at Argus to what he was doing but the cage seemed sound proof. Yet she did not notice and continued anyway. Argus began talking and was moved to tears. The corruption seemed to have stopped when he had calmed down a little. Isla noticed the soundproof cage and used the piece of charcoal to draw a circle in the cage and climb out. She fell to the ground and quickly noted that she could get up onto her two legs again. For now she did not care about her own however and continued to listen to Argus. Her eyes darkend by shadow as she bald up a fist and forced it so hard the charcoal would shatter in her hand. She trew the charcoal to her side by swinging her whole arm and yelled out towards him "Cut the crap!" She angrily looked at Argus as she stepped in a few steps closer. Her stretched out hand sped up towards Argus his face as she slaped as hard as she could "As a survivor you carry the feelings of others with you on your shoulders no matter how hard the burdens. If you don't continue to do that the once you love would have died in vain." Isla continued to look angry at him but despites her looks she was actually rather cold and had shaky legs "Now give me your shirt you pervert."

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

<Snipped quote by liferusher>

What I got from the anime is that no matter what afflicted you before you died, you would be a normal teenager there. I'm most certain that whatever was it that made her mute would go away if it was of physical origin. But, maybe she needs to learn that she can speak there, perhaps the only thing holding her back, now is of psychological order, that would make sense within Angel Beats context, IMO.

In the end, the decision of when she'll speak or not is yours. I was just commenting on a possible plot idea.

PS: BTW, now I'm kinda hooked on Charlotte (and Air) as well, tough I still at episode 5. If you even decide to try that RP again, I'm willing to land you a hand.

@KoL

Its dead. No one was intrested after 2intrest checks ans the rp itself so i wont try again. There will be more story around episode 8

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

Rikka Takane

Rikka Takane

Age
17

Gender
Female

Height
155cm/
5,09Ft

Weight
43Kg/
95Lbs

Personality

Rikka was always very quiet and didn't express much of her emotions to others. This doesn't say she is shy but she resembles it sometimes when she is embarrassed or scared of something. Rikka shows that she is happy and sad and doesn't try to hide it much from others. She liked it when people listen to the things she created and often tries to give them something in return. Rikka is a very sheltered girl and doesn't like people trying to get closer to her. She tries to ignore them or maybe tries to get rid of them. Rikka has a big passion towards music and doesn't hide it, she often carries her guitar around to let other people hear her emotions through music and wants to make other people smile. Rikka doesn't like it when people keep asking her about her voice and will grow sadder if it is the case.

Background

Rikka was born as only child in a somewhat poor family, not enough money to go out with the family for dinner or something fun but just enough to survive the cold harsh world they live in. The dad of the family was a trash collector and the mom worked at a small bakery. They were always working so she didn't have much contact with them except for weekends. But even then they would be resting on the couch or something else that was alike. Rikka didn't have much ways to show how she felt to her parents because she was born with the inability to speak. When it came across to them they would ignore her feelings and turn the conversation to something else. Yet this was still done with a smile so they didn't hate her at all in fact.

Rikka learned sign language together with her parents but still she was one of the better ones under the three of them. They made it easier to converse to each other but it didn't feel like any emotion was brought over this way. Saddened she continued to keep going to school and sitting home alone doing nothing since she quickly grew bored of her toys. It didn't help that no one wanted to approach her either because of the lack of conversation she could make and how boring she actually she was. Rikka would often walk past stores in between school and walking to home since there wasn't anything better to do anyway. Toy stores, clothing stores, supermarkets or music stores, anything would brighten her day. They were all pleasures she liked to do in her free time and enjoy them. Music was something she could always listen to and it was something that made noise and could entertain her for days.

Christmas eve her parents looked tired but happy to see their daughter surprised by the big christmas presents under the tree. Once upon opening tears sprung to her eyes as she saw the shining new electric guitar and amp her parents had bought for her. Out of frustration she sign languaged crazy on where they had spent their money on. After a shock they could still laugh at her. Rikka cried and cried and hugged her parents on how happy she was with their kindness.

For the present they gave her she felt like she had to repay her parents somehow so she started working herself too as part timer. Not only did it fill in her bored life it also earned her some money in the progress. She would give all her money to her parents so they could pay the bills they had. They were surprised by her current actions but it made them happy and they wouldn't deny the money she gave to them. Getting a part timer job wasn't easy for a mute person. She tried working at maid cafes and all other kinds of jobs like in supermarkets or shops but nothing seemed to fit her. It was hard if people asked you something and you couldn't properly reply or they wouldn't understand. So she ended up at her mother bakery where she could work in the back of the store. She could also keep several of her old jobs behind the wall like sorter of food or sorting letters and packages. Suddenly her life was full of activities but it made her happy to know so many people. Rikka did never give up on playing guitar and actually grew better a lot. After bringing her guitar to school and practicing she was noticed by some of her senpais and other members of the music club. They never seemed to commend on her inability to talk but only notice how kind and good she was at guitar playing. Rikka felt happy, for the first time in her life she could enjoy life to the fullest. Her schedule was filled with tasks and practices. Her family was happy and didn't have to work as much anymore since the huge help called Rikka was there now.

Rikka started performing in school festivals, some of the students questioned why she was the only one on stage who wasn't singing but it quickly cleared up and most of the people around school knew her quite well now. Not only the people around school knew her well. She was scouted by a small agency. The music club was hyped about one of the members being so good. Well it was no surprise by the time she put into her guitar play. Yet she was the only one being scouted. None of the other girls were scouted yet they still cheered for her. With a tear and a smile she left the music club since she had to chose one of the two with the time she had at her hands and continued her career as solo guitarist to grow bigger. It was scary at first and it stayed scary but she was supported by many people so they carried the same burden. She was put on small stages not much bigger than 2 square meter in a shopping center but she tried making the most of it even if no one was watching. It made her blush to see some of the people from her school still enjoying and being at her concerts everyday. There weren't many but the girls from the music club where there and some of the boys from her class for some reason.

Stages became bigger and a lot more people wanted to see her perform. She was happy and actually earned some money from it sometimes. The same people stayed for her performance and she grew confident of them. Soon she started going around the country to perform on medium stages and had to travel really far sometimes. When she had her first performance on the other side of the country she invited her friends to go with her but no one could come since the large distance. So there she went on the train towards her audience. It made her feel a anxious to be in front of so many people without anyone she knew. Her friends where her confidence. She went onto stage and at first it was really good but people grew bored by her guitar only. People cheered her on to sign but her guitar play became awkward and softer. Eventually the guitar was hanging from her side as she looked at her own two feet. This was bound to happen sometime. Some of the audience were shocked to see the defeated girl but some continued cheering and yelling sing. Was this a joke? She ran off stage dropping her guitar in the progress as a loud yell echoed through the room above anyone else 'cut the crap' She stopped and with tears in her eyes she looked in between the audience where one of her male classmate was standing with a small free area around him from the scared people.

One of her classmates had seen her like a mess. She continued running ashamed by the sights of her and immediately traveled home by the quickest train. At home her parents were arguing for possibly the first time yet they acted like nothing happened. Rikka didn't feel very well. Like a feeling she hasn't felt in a long time. Rikka kept running and running no matter what was in her way. Eventually it was too late. She ran across the street and was hit by a car. Her body was swung across the street. Yet she wasn't fatally hurt. The sight of the car made her think otherwise. 3 people, one impaled by a telephone pole and two stuck in a burning car. Rikka stammered backwards and began running again. Without looking she bumped against her senpai that had seen her at the concert. With fear in her eyes she pushed him to the ground and ran past him. Rikka didn't want anymore of this. She had to escape reality if it only was for just a moment. She had to go some place alone. Rikka climbed a few fences and luckily enough could get to the top of a new build skyscraper which wasn't very high yet but it was about 30 meters high. She fell to her knees once she was at the top and panted lightly by the amount of stairs. She looked over a part of the town in the middle of the night and began crying. She bundles up her body and continued to gaze over the town for at least a hour.

In the time she had for herself she started thinking about her life, she didn't want anymore of this. She was done with everything. After having grown up out of a ditch she ended back in it again. She was tired of working and felt how her parents felt for so many years. It was a horrible feeling. She might be better of quitting the guitar forever or something like this would happen again. But what was senpai doing so far away from home. Why was he at her concert. He was at the other concerts too but she might have never truly notice him. He had talked to her before but maybe she just didn't see him like he did see her. He helped her a lot with small things and never seemed to be conversation with anyone else either. Oh my god did she have a fiance. Rikka blushed but shook her head. How could someone so stupid have a love life. She buried her face in her scarf and suddenly turned around. Footsteps. A tired senpai was in her sights. Rikka turned her whole body while sitting and stammered backwards while shaking her head.

Senpai was carrying her guitar with him 'You left something' he said while heavily panting in between. Sweat was on his forehead and it looked like he searched the whole city. How could she have been so stupid not to notice. She slammed her fist against her forehead while crying and stood up while trying to wipe the tears away. He tried to get closer but with each step he took she took a step back. He tried talking to her but she couldn't reply back. He yelled out to talk to him, it sounded more like a command. Rikka cried more but gave him a small sign. He called out the thing she said to him. Rikka realised. He hasn't been sitting still. He knew sign language, he learned it to talk to her. Why was she so dumb not to have done this before. Rikka cried a lot more and signed a few more things to him. She never seemed to stop with signing. He suddenly said only one thing while Rikka took her last step back 'I love you as well' Rikka smiled as her foot slipped. It was bound to happen. Rikka could only smile, she did not mind. She deserved it for ruining a boy his life. She could only see the purple sky above her as fell down. A sudden flash made her realise that senpai had jumped after her. He took hold of her body and hugged it as hard as he could. Rikka smiled warmly at him as she said something to him with her lips 'Thank you'

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Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

@liferusher

I liked her, move forward to the CS tab. BTW, you realize that she'll be able to speak (and even sing) normally on the Afterlife, don't you? This should be one of her to be explored points.

@PURRfect93

So, this RP is quickly leaning in to the side of classic music, huh? I appreciate that... by the way, you are approved as well.

@Vocab

Now we have a good mix between the boys and girls, you're approved as well.

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All of you can post IC whenever you want as well. However, @TheWindel can still say his thoughts about your characters, in case he wants to. Listen to him if he does, for the time being proceed as normal.

@KoL

She never learned to speak she didn't have a disease so I dont really know how that works. I know that diseases will go away but suddenly learning is something else

Angel Beats: Unending Beat!

Please don't hate me for this but Angel beats is one of my favourite animes and I don't want to miss out on the first ever Angel beats rp that I have seen up till now. If there is even one complain about me I'll be prepared to pack my bags and won't complain. Now please let's make 2016 a non rageable year and something to enjoy. Hereby I apologise once more. (No good in grammar so please ignore the grammar mistakes while i try to fix them.)

Rikka Takane

Age
17

Gender
Female

Height
155cm/
5,09Ft

Weight
43Kg/
95Lbs

Personality

Rikka was always very quiet and didn't express much of her emotions to others. This doesn't say she is shy but she resembles it sometimes when she is embarrassed or scared of something. Rikka shows that she is happy and sad and doesn't try to hide it much from others. She liked it when people listen to the things she created and often tries to give them something in return. Rikka is a very sheltered girl and doesn't like people trying to get closer to her. She tries to ignore them or maybe tries to get rid of them. Rikka has a big passion towards music and doesn't hide it, she often carries her guitar around to let other people hear her emotions through music and wants to make other people smile. Rikka doesn't like it when people keep asking her about her voice and will grow sadder if it is the case.

Background

Rikka was born as only child in a somewhat poor family, not enough money to go out with the family for dinner or something fun but just enough to survive the cold harsh world they live in. The dad of the family was a trash collector and the mom worked at a small bakery. They were always working so she didn't have much contact with them except for weekends. But even then they would be resting on the couch or something else that was alike. Rikka didn't have much ways to show how she felt to her parents because she was born with the inability to speak. When it came across to them they would ignore her feelings and turn the conversation to something else. Yet this was still done with a smile so they didn't hate her at all in fact.

Rikka learned sign language together with her parents but still she was one of the better ones under the three of them. They made it easier to converse to each other but it didn't feel like any emotion was brought over this way. Saddened she continued to keep going to school and sitting home alone doing nothing since she quickly grew bored of her toys. It didn't help that no one wanted to approach her either because of the lack of conversation she could make and how boring she actually she was. Rikka would often walk past stores in between school and walking to home since there wasn't anything better to do anyway. Toy stores, clothing stores, supermarkets or music stores, anything would brighten her day. They were all pleasures she liked to do in her free time and enjoy them. Music was something she could always listen to and it was something that made noise and could entertain her for days.

Christmas eve her parents looked tired but happy to see their daughter surprised by the big christmas presents under the tree. Once upon opening tears sprung to her eyes as she saw the shining new electric guitar and amp her parents had bought for her. Out of frustration she sign languaged crazy on where they had spent their money on. After a shock they could still laugh at her. Rikka cried and cried and hugged her parents on how happy she was with their kindness.

For the present they gave her she felt like she had to repay her parents somehow so she started working herself too as part timer. Not only did it fill in her bored life it also earned her some money in the progress. She would give all her money to her parents so they could pay the bills they had. They were surprised by her current actions but it made them happy and they wouldn't deny the money she gave to them. Getting a part timer job wasn't easy for a mute person. She tried working at maid cafes and all other kinds of jobs like in supermarkets or shops but nothing seemed to fit her. It was hard if people asked you something and you couldn't properly reply or they wouldn't understand. So she ended up at her mother bakery where she could work in the back of the store. She could also keep several of her old jobs behind the wall like sorter of food or sorting letters and packages. Suddenly her life was full of activities but it made her happy to know so many people. Rikka did never give up on playing guitar and actually grew better a lot. After bringing her guitar to school and practicing she was noticed by some of her senpais and other members of the music club. They never seemed to commend on her inability to talk but only notice how kind and good she was at guitar playing. Rikka felt happy, for the first time in her life she could enjoy life to the fullest. Her schedule was filled with tasks and practices. Her family was happy and didn't have to work as much anymore since the huge help called Rikka was there now.

Rikka started performing in school festivals, some of the students questioned why she was the only one on stage who wasn't singing but it quickly cleared up and most of the people around school knew her quite well now. Not only the people around school knew her well. She was scouted by a small agency. The music club was hyped about one of the members being so good. Well it was no surprise by the time she put into her guitar play. Yet she was the only one being scouted. None of the other girls were scouted yet they still cheered for her. With a tear and a smile she left the music club since she had to chose one of the two with the time she had at her hands and continued her career as solo guitarist to grow bigger. It was scary at first and it stayed scary but she was supported by many people so they carried the same burden. She was put on small stages not much bigger than 2 square meter in a shopping center but she tried making the most of it even if no one was watching. It made her blush to see some of the people from her school still enjoying and being at her concerts everyday. There weren't many but the girls from the music club where there and some of the boys from her class for some reason.

Stages became bigger and a lot more people wanted to see her perform. She was happy and actually earned some money from it sometimes. The same people stayed for her performance and she grew confident of them. Soon she started going around the country to perform on medium stages and had to travel really far sometimes. When she had her first performance on the other side of the country she invited her friends to go with her but no one could come since the large distance. So there she went on the train towards her audience. It made her feel a anxious to be in front of so many people without anyone she knew. Her friends where her confidence. She went onto stage and at first it was really good but people grew bored by her guitar only. People cheered her on to sign but her guitar play became awkward and softer. Eventually the guitar was hanging from her side as she looked at her own two feet. This was bound to happen sometime. Some of the audience were shocked to see the defeated girl but some continued cheering and yelling sing. Was this a joke? She ran off stage dropping her guitar in the progress as a loud yell echoed through the room above anyone else 'cut the crap' She stopped and with tears in her eyes she looked in between the audience where one of her male classmate was standing with a small free area around him from the scared people.

One of her classmates had seen her like a mess. She continued running ashamed by the sights of her and immediately traveled home by the quickest train. At home her parents were arguing for possibly the first time yet they acted like nothing happened. Rikka didn't feel very well. Like a feeling she hasn't felt in a long time. Rikka kept running and running no matter what was in her way. Eventually it was too late. She ran across the street and was hit by a car. Her body was swung across the street. Yet she wasn't fatally hurt. The sight of the car made her think otherwise. 3 people, one impaled by a telephone pole and two stuck in a burning car. Rikka stammered backwards and began running again. Without looking she bumped against her senpai that had seen her at the concert. With fear in her eyes she pushed him to the ground and ran past him. Rikka didn't want anymore of this. She had to escape reality if it only was for just a moment. She had to go some place alone. Rikka climbed a few fences and luckily enough could get to the top of a new build skyscraper which wasn't very high yet but it was about 30 meters high. She fell to her knees once she was at the top and panted lightly by the amount of stairs. She looked over a part of the town in the middle of the night and began crying. She bundles up her body and continued to gaze over the town for at least a hour.

In the time she had for herself she started thinking about her life, she didn't want anymore of this. She was done with everything. After having grown up out of a ditch she ended back in it again. She was tired of working and felt how her parents felt for so many years. It was a horrible feeling. She might be better of quitting the guitar forever or something like this would happen again. But what was senpai doing so far away from home. Why was he at her concert. He was at the other concerts too but she might have never truly notice him. He had talked to her before but maybe she just didn't see him like he did see her. He helped her a lot with small things and never seemed to be conversation with anyone else either. Oh my god did she have a fiance. Rikka blushed but shook her head. How could someone so stupid have a love life. She buried her face in her scarf and suddenly turned around. Footsteps. A tired senpai was in her sights. Rikka turned her whole body while sitting and stammered backwards while shaking her head.

Senpai was carrying her guitar with him 'You left something' he said while heavily panting in between. Sweat was on his forehead and it looked like he searched the whole city. How could she have been so stupid not to notice. She slammed her fist against her forehead while crying and stood up while trying to wipe the tears away. He tried to get closer but with each step he took she took a step back. He tried talking to her but she couldn't reply back. He yelled out to talk to him, it sounded more like a command. Rikka cried more but gave him a small sign. He called out the thing she said to him. Rikka realised. He hasn't been sitting still. He knew sign language, he learned it to talk to her. Why was she so dumb not to have done this before. Rikka cried a lot more and signed a few more things to him. She never seemed to stop with signing. He suddenly said only one thing while Rikka took her last step back 'I love you as well' Rikka smiled as her foot slipped. It was bound to happen. Rikka could only smile, she did not mind. She deserved it for ruining a boy his life. She could only see the purple sky above her as fell down. A sudden flash made her realise that senpai had jumped after her. He took hold of her body and hugged it as hard as he could. Rikka smiled warmly at him as she said something to him with her lips 'Thank you'

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