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10 yrs ago
Current Guys I'm boreddd
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10 yrs ago
Waiting for my class to start....so boringgg!
10 yrs ago
Classes start tomorrow for me...granted it's just one class...but still.
10 yrs ago
I really want to do a post apocalypticstyle/war rp. Like fighting to stay alive. I want to ...like...really bad.
10 yrs ago
Right. Tally-ho then.

Bio

Hi all! Unfallenangel here and I am up for just about anything! I am a pretty easy going girl in the EST zone. I love fantasy, vampires, werewolves, dragons, etc. But I also love mythology, slice of life roleplays, and really anything else. I am not too much a fan of horror and gore or zombies.

I work full time and am also going to college part time. I am on most evenings because I get bored! Just shoot me a PM if you want to RP together, or even just chat! I love chatting and meeting new people!

Thanks for stopping by! <3

~UA

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Her head was still swimming. It felt like she had just held it under the waves of the ocean for some insane amount of time. She looked from one eager face to the next. Well, everyone seemed eager except the woman in the corner and Leon. Let's see...I can deal with Curt and Axel in public. IT's fine if I help the woman here. What to do? Her eyes landed back to Curt. He seemed nice and sincere, and his smile was contagious. "I guess I could help out some."

Her shaky fingers pushed her hair back out of her face as she stood up and tugged on the edges of her shirt. "But," She hesitated. This seemed to be a sore subject. "If I help you guess do your jobs, that makes sense, but how will you guys get back to the heavens?" She asked and kicked at the rug under her feet. The helping made sense, but she had remembered something that Leon had told her before the others arrived.

Jo looked at Axel, then Curt, Then Alexander, Hue, The woman named Scorpio, and the her eyes landed on Leon. He was still sitting in the chair, chin in hand with his elbow resting on his knee. He was still watching her closely. She felt her face heating up even more. She closed her eyes. "What are your jobs?" She thought for a moment and then a small smile spread across her face. "If you guys want to look around, the sun is almost done and you can come to the pier and watch the humans there." She suggested. She could really use some pier nachos, or a corndog, or hotdog, or just some food. Her stomach suddenly growled loudly.
Yes!
*evil laugh*
Information from honest bystanders!
<Snipped quote by Royzooka>

So we are waiting on pink?


I think so
Groaning inwardly she thought this must be a dream. Some sort of freakish nightmare. People, no, gods couldn't do their work without touching her. "That's ridiculous. There has to be someone else. I can't stay here and be at your beck and call all day. I have to work! And I don't think I ever want to be alone with any of you after what just happened!" She glared at Leon and pulled her knees to her chest, hugging the pillow tightly. She wanted to go home. She wanted to curl up on her own couch and watch her own tv with her cat.

Jo looked around the room once more, almost helpless. What to do, what to do? She felt sorry for them, but at the same time...What had they done to be cast down like this? Should she even dare ask? Did she even really want to know? No. She didn't want to know. She bit her lip and felt a small tug on her heartstrings. She peeked up at Leon again from under her lashes. She still felt that electricity.

The flower that Curt had given to her was twirling in her fingers. Did she believe them? Yes. there was no doubt in her mind that they were what they say they were. She sighed. "What do I need to do anyway? If i agree to this. Because I haven't yet," She stated bluntly.
I should have thought of that. It does make sense
Silence. She stared at all of them in utter, dumbstruck silence. Gods. It did make sense now that she thought about it. They all seemed...different. For lack of a better term. Not human. Jo looked at all of them in turn, her eyes still dancing with anger from what had unfolded before they got here. The brunette stepped forward slowly, cautiously it seemed.

"I guess you owe me an explanation," She snapped and looked over at Leon, who had sat down in one of the plush chairs. "Fine." She tucked her messy hair behind her ears and sat on the edge of the sofa. She made a point to not sit right next to Leon. It seemed that he could manipulate her by his touch. Maybe manipulate isn't the right work. overpower may be better. However, the air was still electric and it seemed that he was still affecting her now that she sat far from him. Or was that just her? Was it just her own desire for him?

Jo chanced a peek up through her lashes at the golden god sitting across from her. He was staring at her intently, curiously. Her cheeks flushed when she realized that she had been caught staring at him. One of the others cleared their throats and Jo jumped slightly, sitting back. "Well...What the hell is going on here?" She demanded and pulled a pillow into her lap, covering the rip in her shirt that had managed to creep up about her navel.
*dances excitedly*
*blushes*
Yeah...I told you she was spunky!
His touch was intoxicating. She was losing herself in something that she couldn't quite name. Desire? Lust? She didn't know, and the warm feeling of his hands on her made her not even care. She wanted to melt into his arms and lose herself. But there was a dark ugly spot dancing around the edges of her bright fantasy. You don't know this man. He is a god. He is making you feel like this. This is not you. The voice in her head nearly shouted at her, but is was being drowned out by the sensations. Everywhere. She felt desire everywhere and it was blooming hotter and hotter. STOP. NO. She opened her eyes and met his golden amber stare.

He was cocky. He knew what he was doing to her. He was doing this to her. The thought broke through and she nearly let tears rise to her eyes. Jo shook her head and closed her eyes. The bottom of her shirt started to rip. This is my favorite shirt! When her eyes opened she met his with anger and hurt. "Stop it." She said through gritted teeth. He smirked and the rip continued to travel upward. "I SAID STOP IT!" She shouted.

SMACK!

Her palm connected with the right side of his cheek and she took another step back, fists balled at her sides. "Do. Not. Ever. Touch. Me. Again." She said slowly, enunciating each word. "I don't care who or what you are. I will not simply bow to you and offer you my body like some ultimate token! You are sick and despicable!" tears rose to her eyes. "DAMMIT!" She turned away. She had always been wired a little funny. She hardly ever cried, unless she was angry.

This big, beautiful man standing before her didn't want her because of her, he wanted her because she was his ticket UP. The thought made her skin crawl and her blood boil. She turned back to him face slightly flushed. He was holding his cheek, stunned.
*covers eyes*
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