Fantasy Role-Play

Belle: -Rolls eyes- No, all I here is swords when I'm trying to enjoy a peaceful shower....

 

(phew that was close there)

 

Myles

I no you want me

-smirks, swinging at a bird-

 

Belle: -Gasps- You? Why in the world would I want you for? -Smirks-

 

()

 

(lurk lurk lurk )

 

()

 

(ARIIII- )

 

(MOMMA )

 

( Heya!)
I walk around, singing, bored out of my mind.

 

Myles

-smirks and shrugs-

Why wouldn't you, I'm 170 pounds of sexiness.

-flexes muscles-

 

Belle: -Looks away- Um....-Closes windows and gets out-

 

Myles

-snorts, and throws his sword through a three-

Denial

-sings. Smirks-

 

-a sudden feeling of pure hatred starts to take hold his wings change from angelic to demonic his halo turns to horns his skin turns red and his hair and eyes turn black he flies up and goes to hunt down his enemy "Myles"-()

 

Belle: -Marches out of the castle and slaps Myles in the face-

 

Myles

-laughs falling to his ass, rolling on ground-

 

Belle: -Glares and ties robe together-

 

I arch an eyebrow, seeing Belle slap Myles. "Well what do we have here?"

 

Myles

-looks at the new comer and winks-

Fresh meat I see

 

Belle: -Growls at Myles and looks at Ice-