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Messengers of Heaven and Hell

October 2, 2015
New York, NY
8:32AM

Roman groaned and rolled over on his bed, sinking into the comfort of the soft mattress, and drawing the warm blanket over his still-aching head. He knew he must’ve been dancing on the line of alcohol poisoning to be in this much pain the next day. That damn Cindy… This was her fault. He wouldn’t have had so much to drink if he hadn’t been so pissed off at her for ruining his chances with any of the girls at that bar. He almost wished she was still around so he could give her a piece of his mind.

“Ugh…” he moaned as a fresh wave of pain hit him. He was never getting out of bed again. Ever. Not even if New York City caught on fire and Superman came to put it out and started taking pictures with all the residents. Not even if…

His stomach let out a loud growl.

Well, that would do it.

Roman sat up slowly and twisted at the waist to let his legs hang over the side of his bed. It was annoying to have to move in small increments like that, but it was all he could manage with his killer hangover. He looked up at the mirror that hung from the door across from where he was sitting. He looked like a complete wreck. His black hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and his usually clear, green eyes were bloodshot. His body was covered in bruises from what he could only guess was a fight with someone at the bar—perhaps the bouncer?

He got up from the edge of the bed and meticulously put on a set of clean clothes—nothing fancy, just a long sleeved, black t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. After that, he went to the bathroom to fix up his ratty hair and brush his teeth. He used mouthwash as an extra measure to get rid of the alcohol on his breath. After all, he didn’t want to leave his apartment looking like a homeless drunk.

On his way out, Roman downed some Tylenol, threw on a leather jacket, and slid a pair of sunglasses over the bridge of his nose to aid in the nursing of his hangover. He would be damned before he let a headache keep him away from crispy bacon.

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For efficiency’s sake, Roman walked to the nearest café, Morning Star, which was only two blocks from his apartment. He just wanted to be in and out. Full quick, and back home even quicker. The annoying little bell chimed when he opened the door to the restaurant, and a cheery hostess greeted him with an unholy amount of enthusiasm for the morning.

“Good morning, sir! Just one?” she asked in a bubbly voice.

“Yeah, just me,” Roman muttered. He rolled his eyes behind his darkly tinted sunglasses. Hostesses always asked how many would need seating, even when the answer was obvious. It was part of their job, and he knew that, but in his irritable state, he thought the question made her sound dumb. However, he chose not to pick a fight so early in the day and held his tongue.

The young woman led him to an empty booth, “A server will be with you shortly.”

Roman nodded and sat down. He opened up the menu on the table, passing the time by searching for a good looking breakfast plate as he waited for his server to arrive.

Messengers of Heaven and Hell

Okay. I got started on my post, and I'll either have it done tonight or after work again tomorrow. I'll include the beginning of the cafe scene!

I was thinking that after they find out about the whole angels and demons thing, we could include some NPCs of other angels and demons who come to them to teach them about what they must do now that they know what they are. Maybe we could include a Michael the Archangel type of character for Abby and some sort of fallen angel for Roman who act as coaches for newly awoken supernaturals. Basically, they are in love, but they try to set it aside for the cause. It's basically a push-and-pull type of romance where they aren't sure which direction to go.

I have a nubbin of an idea that I've been toying with too: In a good vs evil battle, I would expect the good to overcome. So, as Roman falls deeper in love with Abby, he either abandons his side (the fallen angels) and remains a demon, or he becomes a regular angel again by choosing to do good instead of evil. I'm not sure yet. We'll have to see where the story goes before I make a final decision about how that goes/if it happens.

Messengers of Heaven and Hell

I'm good with either or...
Maybe we could do both.

Scenario: Roman meets Abigail at the cafe. He thinks she's cute and tries to flirt, but he's obviously trouble, so she wouldn't be interested (methinks). He's a pretty good liar so some drama would have to happen for her to realize what a punk he is lol maybe some guy walks into the cafe whom Roman owes money or beat in a fight or something and they quarrel. I dunno, I'll write it up when I get to it. Later on, he runs into her again (maybe midday or even a few days later) when she's getting mugged and intervenes because he's still into her.

I was thinking: Because they're both supernatural beings (even though they don't know it yet), they're going to be drawn to each other inexplicably. Maybe in the story's mythology, each angel has an opposite (a fallen angel) that he/she is supposed to duel with. Roman could be Abby's foil in that way. Or maybe supernatural creatures just find each other without realizing it. What do you think? Any plausible ideas?

Also for the romance between them: Do you have any ideas about how that could start? I was thinking that maybe they fall in love before they realize what they are and that they're supposed to be enemies, but I'm not sure how well that would work out since they're so opposite. My other idea was that they both find out what they are beforehand, but by that time, Roman falls for Abby and is stuck in a position where he knows she won't like him unless he isn't so evil. This plot would include lots of intense character development on his part.

I'm open to other ideas if you have any!

Messengers of Heaven and Hell

I don't mind! Also, not all my posts will be that long, haha. They tend to vary from three paragraphs at the shortest to longer than my intro xD

I could see Roman going out for breakfast in the morning to nurse his hangover or going for a walk or something.

Or he could see your character being robbed and think she's cute and save her because of that.

Or, he could go to work (he's part of a think tank for a major, semi-corrupt corporation) his boss could tell him to pick up a book at a library/book store and meet her there.

I can think of lots of options. We could do something other than what I suggested as well. Let me know what you'd like to do!

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Got it done :)
Hopefully it's a good representation of Roman's personality (as it is right now)

Messengers of Heaven and Hell

October 1, 2015
New York, NY
10:00PM

The sound of tearing paper filled the silence, followed immediately by the pitter patter of rain. Roman huffed as he balled up the September page of his calendar and tossed in into the trash. It was just his luck that the rain would start tonight. It happened every year. At the same time. Ten o’ clock sharp. Ever since he was born twenty-five years ago. It was like nature wanted him to be depressed for his birthday, but, like always, he was going to make the most of it, rain or no rain.

He swiped his wallet from off the counter of the small kitchenette in his dingy apartment, marveling once again at how shitty his place was for almost $3,000/mo rent. Cities were so expensive. But, unfortunately, cities were where all the jobs, bars, and women were. So in the city he would stay. He would just have to keep harassing his boss abut that raise he had been promised. Last year. In May. God, his life was going nowhere.

“Happy Birthday to me,” Roman muttered, grabbing an umbrella and sliding his keys off the keychain near the front door. “Now, let’s go get wasted.”

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The bar was as crowded as ever. Loud drunks guffawing and slipping out of their seats, scantily clad women dancing for free drinks, a table of DDs sipping on sodas. It felt like home to Roman. He slid in next to two other men at the bar and called over the bartender, “Bourbon on the rocks.” The young man left to make his drink, and Roman took the opportunity—while he was still sober—to scout the place for any hotties. He wasn’t disappointed tonight. The women at the bar clearly outnumbered the men, and on the classic scale of one to ten, he didn’t see any that he would rank less than a six.

“Bourbon on the rocks,” the bartender called, interrupting Roman’s predatory hunt. He slid the drink down the table. Roman took a long sip and sighed. He glanced back at a group of drunk looking women. Amongst them was a long-haired blonde with a voluptuous figure. Target acquired, he licked his lips and downed the rest of his drink.

He made his way through the sea of people to the table where the blonde girl was sitting. “Hey there, pretty lady,” he said, leaning suavely against the side of the booth. He flashed her a coy smile. “I haven’t seen you here before.”

The girl turned to face him. Her eyes were strikingly blue and her cheeks were rosy with color, although whether it was from embarrassment or drunkenness, he couldn’t say. “Maybe that’s because I’m new to the city,” she replied.

“Oh really?” Roman raised a brow in embellished surprise. “I’d love to give you a tour sometime.”

“Sounds like fun, but I don’t walk off with strange men. I don’t even know your name.”

“Fair enough. My name is Roman Sousa.” He took her hand and brought it to his lips. “And you are, my lady?”

The girl’s cheeks deepened in color very noticeably, “L-Lily.”

“Don’t give him your number!” A shrill female voice shouted over the steady rumble of the crowd. Roman’s blood ran cold. Not her again…

A short, Asian girl with blue-tipped hair shoved her way through the people in the bar. Her brows were knit together in anger; her face was scrunched in rage. She placed herself between Roman and Lily. “Don’t trust him! He’s a liar and a cheater.”

“What’s going on?” Lily asked, eyes wide with shock.

“This guy is a jackass, that’s what,” the Asian girl snapped. “He lied to me just to get me to sleep with him.” She turned to the blonde girl and placed her hands urgently on her shoulders. “He told me he was looking for a long term relationship. He even went out on a few dates with me, just to convince me it was true.” She glared over her shoulder at Roman. “He tricked me for almost a month before I realized he was just a douchebag who had added me to his collection. He was with two other girls at the same time, but pretended he was faithful to me the whole time!”

“That’s terrible,” Lily gasped. Her harsh gaze was turned on Roman as well. “You’re a dick.”

Roman shifted his weight uncomfortably. This was awkward. He hadn’t expected Cindy to show up here. She hardly ever went to bars. Damn it. He couldn’t think of a way to save himself, so he just scoffed and walked away. Unfortunately for him, Cindy followed.

“I know what you’re up to, Roman,” she hissed, trotting along at his side. “But I’m not gonna let you screw over any of these poor women. They’re not gonna go through what I did. Bastard.” She practically spat the insult at him. “I’ll be watching you.” With that, she turned and made her way to an empty table, where she proceeded to sit and stare at him with hawk like focus.

There went his night of fun. Roman made his way back to the bar and ordered another drink for himself. If he wasn’t going to score tonight, he might as well drink himself into oblivion. After all, that was the next best thing, right?

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October 2, 2015
New York, NY
5:00AM

Everything was cold. Roman opened his eyes, instantly aware of a sharp, throbbing pain in his head. That was the only clear thing, however. Everything else was a confusing mess. He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. He sat up slowly, nursing his hangover. How much did he have to drink last night? Why did his body hurt like he had been in a fight? How did he get to this alley? It was the first time in a while he had gotten blackout drunk, and now that he was feeling the pain of it, he remembered why he didn’t do it more often.

“Shit,” he grimaced, rubbing his temples. As he began to regain his bearings, he checked his person for his belongings. Luckily, it was all still there. His keys, his wallet, and his phone, which happened to still have about six percent of the battery remaining. With its GPS, he checked his location. He was still pretty close to the bar, and with that, close to his bike. It was just a short walk West. He rose shakily to his feet, cursing repeatedly as his head pounded from the strain. He took a breath, and then took a step, starting the difficult journey back to his motorcycle.

“Happy Birthday to me…”

Messengers of Heaven and Hell

I just started on my post this morning, so I'll definitely have it ready for you after I get off work!

Messengers of Heaven and Hell

Personal Characteristics
Name: Roman Sousa
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Birthplace: Brazil

Mental Characteristics
Known Languages: English, Portuguese
Lures: Adrenaline rush, beautiful women
Temperament: Choleric

Hidden Characteristics
Desires: Power and fulfillment
Secrets: Spontaneous fainting spells

Philosophical Characteristics
Morality: Does what he thinks is best for himself, regardless of the consequences
Perception: The glass is as full as he chooses to fill it

Spiritual Characteristics
Religion: Agnostic
Virtues: Diligence
Vices: Greed, Pride, Lust

Supernatural Characteristics (LOCKED)
Abilities: Flight; influence over human/animal behavior; physical durability; longevity

Social Characteristics
Emotional Stability: Can be somewhat volatile
Humor: Sarcastic
Reputation: Known to cause trouble

Physical Characteristics
Height: 6’
Weight: 170lbs
Species: Fallen angel
Hair Color: Black
Eye color: Green
Scars: He has some in various places from fighting (hands, arms, torso, ect.)

Health and Fitness
Addictions: None
Handicaps: Spontaneous fainting spells with no known cause

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Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

Hey, again! So sorry for the flakiness >.< School was busier than I expected. I did learn not to schedule ridiculous amounts of credit hours though (I'm only doing 15-16 MAXIMUM from now on, haha), so I will definitely have more free time if you want to pick this RP back up!