Do you have to clean your wings or do they just never get dirty? :/
Well for me at least I often wash them, however, I also always feel dirty so.
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@shelxeredenxropy
Do you have to clean your wings or do they just never get dirty? :/
Well for me at least I often wash them, however, I also always feel dirty so.
what's your starter? that's how pokemon works right
Yeah pretty much. I chose Delta Charmander. Can’t go wrong with a dragon ghost type.
but it looks so cool to die
“Don’t take life so lightly! Especially someone as great as you! Dying isn’t that fun you just get to either serve someone for eternity or relive life over and over again... Or that’s what I heard.”
ooo pokemon is Nice
ivebeenhavingfunsorryaboutthelackofacitivitypkmistoofunandi’mdying
thoughts on the sweet release of death
“H-hey lets not get into that topic! We don’t need an influx of people in the heavens nor do I promote dying! It’s clearly unhealthy.”
Your name is old. Spoken in a language long dead, with power long forgotten Feel it in your throat. Humming in your mind, begging to be loosed from your tongue.
Cadriel was visiting his home in the clouds. He had been working awfully hard in Salem and yearned to see his brothers and sisters again. So he had ended up returning to heaven to visit his fellow angels and perhaps reeducation himself on angel etiquette since he had conformed to human etiquette. The angel stretched his wings and arms, happy that he could finally show them to the world instead of hiding them. He strolled along the massive columns that lined the walls before his thoughts were interrupted by a stranger. He was at first confused, why would an angel be confused about where they are? Then he noticed the lack of wings on the guest. Perhaps this was a human who had just died and was accepted into heaven? But if so, how did they find themselves here instead of at the gates? Or perhaps they had lost their way? Cadriel ended up with no idea what he would do with the girl. Apparently, new angels were supposed to get their wings or something. But he hadn’t had the slightest clue why she didn’t have hers. The first thing you did when you entered this realm was to obtain wings via the entrance ceremony. Though they wouldn’t let you in without wings. “Ah, It’s no problem young angel.” He gave her a smile before waving at her to follow him. “This is heaven where all good humans go after death and to leave this place, you must obtain a job that requires you to do so.”
✉ ((ShelxeredEnxropy)) -mun wiggles her eyebrows
{✉- Cook marshmallows at a camp fire together
@shelxeredenxropy }
Anubis’s impaled a fluffy marshmallow on a stick, then struck a match and threw the flame into the fire pit she made. She sat down on the plush feeling grass and started to roast the marshmallow.
It was… Weird…. Being alone… Nico was busy and she didn’t want to bug him. She sighed and looked around at the surrounding darkness, slightly anxious as the sky grew darker. The only light was the beautiful moon looming overhead and the small fire in front of her.
She begun to think she should just go home, when she heard a noise. She tensed up and shivered, pulling a sweater on and hoping the noise had come from an animal of some sort. Please be an animal, oh god let it be an animal. Biting down on her lip, she clenched the stick and glanced around.
“Hello? Is anyone there? Just come out and talk to me…” She said, then instantly regretted it. “Er um… don’t kill me?”
The angel plopped down next to Anubis, trying to seem inconspicuous about the fact he was watching her. He tried to avoid getting himself dirty, though to no avail. He’d probably have to wash twenty times before he could feel good about being clean. Then he’d probably have to do something about his outfit. Despite it being pretty torn up he tried his best to make it clean as possible. So he’d probably end up hand washing it a couple of times. Cadriel quickly noticed the offering Anubis was giving to him. He plucked a small marshmallow out of the bag, forgetting how he was supposed to make one of the succulent treats he so yearned for. “Thank you.” He responded before looking over to Anubis to see what she was doing with her marshmallow. She seemed to be blowing on it for some reason while it was on fire. Cadriel patted around the dirt to look for a suitable stick to pierce his mallow on, though to no avail. He ended up having to get up and look around the bushes for a suitable stick.
ask-a-poisoner:
He wasn’t supposed to be up at this hour. Amrit could already hear the imaginary voice of his aunt telling him to, “Go back to sleep!” Despite that, he sat up in his bed and looked around. Everything seemed to be in its place, from what he could make of the shadows. Still, he got out of bed a bit groggy, and checked the window. Can’t be too careful.
And good of him, because someone was walking down the street, looking suspicious in his eyes. What was he doing up at midnight? Something cold settled at the bottom of his stomach as he realized they could have darker intentions.
He could just let him be, and pretend he never seen that, but what type of person would he be then? He’s willing to poison people, sure, but this person could be going for him next. So with that, he threw a coat over his pajamas and left the house to follow this man.
The angel’s blank stare pierced the midnight air. Almost as if his eyes were a lighthouse that shone in a foggy wasteland of houses and darkness. His feet tapped lightly in the dark, leaving no trace in his wake. He had simmered down as he approached his house. After all, there was no point in getting upset over something so minuscule. Cadriel had gained a sickly feeling in place of his anger. Like someone was sneaking up on him. Though he had pushed his worries to the side and continue on. He simply picked up his pace a bit towards his house. Nonetheless, he still contained a bit of uncertainty of his surroundings. Every step to Cadriel was almost like a mile. Every few steps he’d glance at his surroundings, trying to determine if someone was stalking him. Paranoia began to rip at the angel as he was seeming more and more suspicious.
He strayed from the harsh streetlights, trying to keep his footsteps silent against the pavement. Every so often, when he felt like he was pushing his luck, he’d hide in the shadows of an alleyway for a moment, until the light footsteps were just a whisper. Then he’d get out quickly and track them down. Amrit thought he was doing a good job at this, considering he hadn’t been caught yet, and it was kinda fun too. He couldn’t see his target, but the other hadn’t realized who it was-
That is until he tripped over the uneven pavement and fell on his face. What a loser.
Everything went silent to the angel, his stalker had made a fatal error. He twisted his body around to see that a stranger had fallen onto the pavement behind him. Despite his instincts telling him to dash for a safe spot, the angel couldn’t help but make his way to the stranger. He kneeled down and offered his hand. Cadriel didn’t really fully know what he was doing but in his own way, it felt right. This stranger could want him dead and easily do so with the opportunity he was giving him. Though the angel couldn’t leave someone who clearly needed some help. “H-hey, are you okay?”
its ok my man life is Hard and you take all the time you need to finish up Real life Stuff
Yeah, thanks for understanding! Tbh I get sick really easily so it’s a bit hard to keep up with schoolwork and rping.
OOC:
Sorry ya’ll, stupid things continue to pop up in my life making rp a bit hard. But I’m back! And ima go do all the rping I can before I die again. And seriously, sorry everyone.
✉ ((ShelxeredEnxropy)) -mun wiggles her eyebrows
{✉- Cook marshmallows at a camp fire together
@shelxeredenxropy }
Anubis’s impaled a fluffy marshmallow on a stick, then struck a match and threw the flame into the fire pit she made. She sat down on the plush feeling grass and started to roast the marshmallow.
It was… Weird…. Being alone… Nico was busy and she didn’t want to bug him. She sighed and looked around at the surrounding darkness, slightly anxious as the sky grew darker. The only light was the beautiful moon looming overhead and the small fire in front of her.
She begun to think she should just go home, when she heard a noise. She tensed up and shivered, pulling a sweater on and hoping the noise had come from an animal of some sort. Please be an animal, oh god let it be an animal. Biting down on her lip, she clenched the stick and glanced around.
“Hello? Is anyone there? Just come out and talk to me…” She said, then instantly regretted it. “Er um… don’t kill me?”
Cadriel peeked out of the bush. He didn’t want to intrude on the female. Especially if she was waiting for someone else to accompany her. But he couldn’t help but yearn for the sweet sweet taste of a smore. His sugar tooth was overpowering his brain, which then he had made a fatal error. He had stepped upon a stick causing a loud crack to echo through the area alerting Anubis. The angel quickly scrambled to try and hide himself using various part of the bush to hide. Despite knowing Anubis his instincts took to action to try disguise himself better. In spite of his drastic actions to hide, the angel had begun to calm down. After all, why would he need to hide from her in this situation? He could simply just apologize and leave. However, he was somewhat afraid of what she might do to him since this was the second time he had been caught stalking her. However, if he continued to hide there he wouldn’t get the chance to taste one of the strange desserts. He gave a deep breath and trudged out of the bush. “Hi... Umm.... Mind if I drop in?” He asked, trying to hide the fact that he was watching her.
PSA
“In the name of our lord and savior, everyone stop doing it with each other. It’s not appropriate. You must wait until marriage or I can’t save your soul.” -Cadriel
ask-a-poisoner:
He wasn’t supposed to be up at this hour. Amrit could already hear the imaginary voice of his aunt telling him to, “Go back to sleep!” Despite that, he sat up in his bed and looked around. Everything seemed to be in its place, from what he could make of the shadows. Still, he got out of bed a bit groggy, and checked the window. Can’t be too careful.
And good of him, because someone was walking down the street, looking suspicious in his eyes. What was he doing up at midnight? Something cold settled at the bottom of his stomach as he realized they could have darker intentions.
He could just let him be, and pretend he never seen that, but what type of person would he be then? He’s willing to poison people, sure, but this person could be going for him next. So with that, he threw a coat over his pajamas and left the house to follow this man.
The angel's blank stare pierced the midnight air. Almost as if his eyes were a lighthouse that shone in a foggy wasteland of houses and darkness. His feet tapped lightly in the dark, leaving no trace in his wake. He had simmered down as he approached his house. After all, there was no point in getting upset over something so minuscule. Cadriel had gained a sickly feeling in place of his anger. Like someone was sneaking up on him. Though he had pushed his worries to the side and continue on. He simply picked up his pace a bit towards his house. Nonetheless, he still contained a bit of uncertainty of his surroundings. Every step to Cadriel was almost like a mile. Every few steps he’d glance at his surroundings, trying to determine if someone was stalking him. Paranoia began to rip at the angel as he was seeming more and more suspicious.
humbleandproud:
Thana was safe right now, Chiela had the feeling, so she had decided to wander around town a little. She had noticed the same familiar feeling somewhere, an angelic aura almost beacon-like to the Guardian. Without meaning to or noticing, she smiled at the other’s approach.
“Hello! You seem familar… have we met before?”
“Ah, um... Perhaps?” The guardian angel couldn’t formulate his own words. He was simply mystified by the oddity of the woman who carried the feeling of his home with her. The male's eyes narrowed as he peered into the others being, almost as if he was trying to read her. He did his best to try and decipher if she was indeed an angel or not. Or perhaps something worse trying to lure him in.
OOC:
Sorry everyone ima go to bed. Classes start p/ early tomorrow. I’ll get to responses dun worry! ^^ -Haze
“Yarrr! *cough* *cough* Ugh… Nevermind. Someone get me some rum.”
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