Angels And Demons RP

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Adele-QueenOfBread, Nov 22, 2011.

  1. Chris: why not? We can spend every moment together
     
  2. "I can't punch you in the shoulder anymore.@
     
  3. Chris: no, you can. I'll still pretend it hurts *laughs* I was very good at that
     
  4. "What?! I tried."
    -She laughs-
     
  5. Raven
    Fallen Angel
    Looks: Long jet black hair with blue tips, wings that match. Tall, tan-ish. Naturally red-ish lips.
    Personality: Mysterious, nice, curious about uknown things, feels the most comfortable with people she trusts, can become depressed very easily, hates being reminded that she fell out of heaven, If somebody makes her upset, she'll either cry, shout at them, or do both.
    Other stuff: artistic, a beautiful singing voice. Raven would spend her time either drawing or singing in the woods.
     
  6. Chris: I love you kam.
     
  7. (Why thank you! )
    -Raven settles into the forest with her sketchbook, and draws the landscape-
     
  8. "I love you too....."
    -Starts to sleep-
     
  9. Taylor
    Demon
    Tall, long legs
    Long curly dark brown hair
    Tan
    Hazel eyes
    Even though she is a demon she has black wings
    Regrets what she did, and can be kind, but mean too and is sarcastic
     
  10. -I look up at the night sky, and sigh.-

    "I gave up heaven for something stupid…"
     
  11. Chris: *pulls kam closer* thanks* puts his chin on her head*
     
  12. "Sees Raven"
    "Walks Over"
     
  13. "Chrisss...."
    -She sleeps
     
  14. Hii I Stutter Shyly
     
  15. "Um, I'm Raven." I smile
     
  16. All of the heavens finalize my consequences, while I'm still kneeling down on one knee. I hear a loud ring in my head and I'm dropped from heaven, faster than the speed of light.

    I land in Earth, in the middle of a forest, still in a one knee position as my fully developed wings appear. My wings become a grey from a glimmering white and that grey becomes pitch black. My eyes become the darkest shade of black while the pupil stays grey.

    I stand up, slipping my hands in my pockets as my silver hair blows back in the wind while I fly up onto the top of a tree.