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Skylark nodded slowly. Father was telling him to keep a secret from Daddt, and he didn't know why. His grey tail pointed upwards proudly as he squeaked. Daddy's scales squeezed him tightly. His stomach was compressed by his Father's tail. As they ascended, Skylark couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows. Father and Daddy... Weren't they suppose to tell each other everything? At any rate, he decided it wasn't his place to tell Edge, it was Path's. Or whatever his name was.

He coughed as they made it to the surface. It stunk like nothing he could comprehend. The air was so filty, it was as if he could see the grime in the air. Wait, that was just smog.

Pieces of metal stuck out in various places. In the shapes of sharp, pointy, hazards and obstacles. His attention went to a rather strange object. It looked pointy, and though it was covered with a layer of crusty grime, was still a little shiny. It was the top of a skyscraper, but he didn't know that. "Father..." He began. Looking at he dark sky. "What do you mean by elders?" Skylarl locked eyes with his dad, violet eyes shining in a hypnotic way. Literally.
I'll have to pull out, as well. My sincerest apologies.
Harp nodded, the pink eyed angel looking around. The city was very loud. They had been walking for a bit now. There were many people all around. The sidewalk was right next to a bustling street. Many cars passed by. He noted that most of them were a grey color. Every so often, a splash of color would grace the street, though it was uncommon.

Harp felt people giving him burning stares, but he didn't know why. He scent of the ocean was getting stronger. He inhaled the strange, salty scent eagerly. It was so strange, and new. It was beautiful. This was a human's environment. This was their whole world.

There were other cities, just like this one. It was strange to think about it. "Bel, what are the other demons like?" He paused. "I haven't met a cupid before, so I wouldn't know what one is like." He admitted. Were demons meant to smell bad? Because Bel certainly did not.
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Edge smiled. "I heard someone..." He began, placing a hand on Skylark's shoulder and squeezed happily. "So I woke up..." He murmured to Path, still yawning. 'but you're right. I'd better get back to sleep." He stretched. "I feel so tired, though. Thanks for saving me, by the way. Again." Smiling. Edge's violet eyes sparkled in the way they usually did. However, he paused and looked up. Not at the ceiling, but as if he could see.. through the ceiling. Through the debris, and through the dark clouds that blotted out his oldest friend, the sky. He narrowed his eyes, as if he saw something he didn't want to.

"Beelzebub..." He whispered, eyes shining ever so slightly.

He then turned back to his family. "I'm going to sleep. Be careful, you guys!" He sang, before brushing off Sleipnir's hand ad continuing to walk until he reached the bedroom and shut the door.

Skylark hugged his Father's leg. "Where are we going to go?" He murmured, a little unnerved Edge suddenly looked up.
Edge sighed contentedly at being rocked like an infant. Though he didn't know it, his young body appreciated it. Right before he drifted off for the day, he murmured softly. He had a deep frown on his face and started to tear up. "I'm sorry..." With that, his expression went soft and he slipped into a dreamless sleep. Well, perhaps not... totally dreamless. Edge's eyebrows wrinkled in confusion as a dark voice whispered, 'Aw, poor Edge almost died! If only you knew the truth. Everything in this world is a lie, my dearest....' The only indication Edge heard, was that his chest was moving at an alarming rate.

Meanwhile, Skylark was still shaken, convinced they were playing a game. He held his Father's hand between his finger and thumb. He smiled excitedly when Father told them he had a treat. What could it be? Though he knew it was good thing, Father didn't give him any memories of 'treats'. His smile cracked when he when he saw it. He was caught between getting Father angry, or eating something disgusting. Thinking he could take it, he nodded slowly.

With a trembling hand, he reached out and took the piece from Father's paler hand, lips pursing as the foul stench intensified. He closed his eyes and lifted it to his mouth, when he heard something... squimring and writhing. Letting out a shriek, he opened his eyes and saw a fat, wriggling maggot in his meat. He dropped it immediately. "Please, Father, don't be mad at me..." He whined.

"Why would Father be mad? He loves you..." A figure said from a short distance away. Edge. He strolled over, looking down on his mate's catch. He paused, before whispering, "Did you know that apparently my lungs are different?" He smiled to Path at the fake conclusion he had reached, still convinced he was totally human. "I think I can breathe mists. Watch." Inhaling the air, he swished it around in his mouth then spewed it all over the dirty meat, cleansing it of bacteria and parasites.
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Edge felt the cold eat at him. He had to stay strong, for the boys. "Daddy's... alright... just hmmm?" With that, he tried to curl up into a tight ball and save as much body heat as he could. "I'm so sorry..." He was so pathetic.

Meanwhile, Skylark ran with his twin to Father. Father seemed like an angel right now, come to save Daddy. He sobbed insanely, unable to formulate words. He was just so shaken. "D-d-d-d-d-Daddy's playing a mean game..." But he calmed as he looked into those... golden... eyes...

Edge melted into Path's heat and sighed. He fell into a deep sleep.
Hey! I'm Sky, as you can probably see. Anyways, I've been roleplaying for just over a year now. I can assume most would have the reaction to simply make a mad dash for the back key. If this is you, go ahead now, because if you're turned off by that, you'll hate my plot twists! Writing is my passion. And I do mean passion. While the other kids used to groan at the mention of a writing assignment, I would celebrate. At any rate, I've been honing my writing skills, so now I can roleplay at an advanced level. Also, as a forewarning, I have a habit of making some really, really unconventional twists in plot. If you can do this, then we'll get along GREAT!

I'll usually write maybe 3-7 paragraphs because we all have our bad days and writer's block, y'know? Anyways, I'm looking for someone who can write better than the average Joe. Yes, this means I expect you to be able to know how grammar works. I'm also looking for people who can write realistic romance. This does not have to be the key point of the roleplay, but it does need to be involved. I usually stray away from roleplays that are just tragedy or just comedy. A good, solid roleplay has a balance.

I also like to chatter on and on in OOC. Just thought I should warn you all. If you're interested in any of the plots below, message me If you have one you think I'd like, (based on the plots below) then message me. I'm open to many, many ideas!

*My role is on the left side. (<- That a-way!)

Novice ninja x Higher Ninja

Ninja x Enemy Ninja

Pokemon Trainer x Gym leader*

Pokemon trainer x Pokemon trainer**

Pokemon Trainer x Team Rocket Member

Pokemon Trainer x Gijinka!Pokemon

Oracle x Kitsune

Mage x Golem

Cabin boy x Pirate Captain

Hunter x Buck

Red riding hood x Wolf

Snow Prince x Dragon

Student x Teacher

Cursed Prince x Youkai

Met online

Normal Person x Idol

Artist x Art

New Vampire x Vampire

Experiment x Bounty Hunter

Gorgon x Cerberus

Prince x Pierrot

Master x Servant/Slave

Meister x Weapon

Beast tamer x Beast

Pied Piper x Dragon

I didn't write plots on purpose- I want us both to contribute!
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