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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 10, 2012 1:54:54 GMT -5
___ we all fall down ___ down under the night sky, i lay in wait. praying to whoever would listen to me. i've fashioned my own cross, been crushed by its weight. there's no stronger message than turning your face. [/color] i've seen down the end of the road, i deal in a different story, and i will never let go again. i feel it in my bones!
___ story time ___ two angels were cast down from heaven, white wings torn from their backs and innocent consciences turned wicked. on their backs now sit black raven wings surrounded by scars, and in their minds cruel thoughts turn. destruction will rain down on those who expelled them from the place they loved most, promises that were once broken will be mended and the sweet side of the universe will be brought to its knees. revenge is coming.
a shot to kill the pain. a pill to drain the shame. a cut to break the vein. a smoke to ease the crave. a drink to win the game. an addiction's an addiction, because it always hurts the same.[/center]
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 10, 2012 1:55:22 GMT -5
xx Hestia Simmons xx [/font] xx scream! shout! scream! shout! xx [ age ] two and twenty years of age. at least in human years. xx we are the fallen angels!xx [ gender ] female xx we are the inbetween xx [ sexuality ] straight... sorry, ladies. xx cast down as sons of war xx [ personality ] she's a master of plan. she can study a puny human for mere minutes, and know their weakness. she would live to wreak havoc... if she still lived. so she dies to wreak havoc instead. she's very... avengeful. revenge for all who ever wronged her. she can be a bit blunt at the best of times. once upon a time, they called her the 'cat.' because she loves the night, and has been known to 'prowl' to put it at PG13. and she can count on one hand the good deeds she's done. her idea of fun? usually involves a bit of hell mixed in. and she's quite confident. xx struck to the earth like lightning xx [ description ] she's been blessed with; pale, even-toned skin. smoky dark eyes. a sexy figure. glowing blonde hair. a 5'7'' height. she's been cursed with; raking down her back, half hidden by her massive wings; five long scars. like claws. xx on this world we're torn xx [ power ] master of illusion. now you see her. now you don't. xx of living out their law xx [ history ] well, hasn't it been implied? she's a hellion. disowned at the age of 16, but that was fine by her. gave her more room to 'play.' she's had a number of lovers haters and breakers. just in the space of her human years. xx take joy in who you are xx [ to feel her hell ] first on her list? her family. mother - uhm. the name? a father - for trying to break her. a stepfather - for doing things that should never be done. a crazy stepsister - for giving her the scars.what can i say? i love to have fun.[/center]
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 10, 2012 2:26:11 GMT -5
--- Christian --- she's fresh to death, yeah she'll be the death of you. seduction only leads to destruction. she's fresh, she's fresh, but not so clean.
[/size] cute face, slim waist. she's got 'em in a craze, yeah, we think he's going crazy. when she speaks it makes me grind my teeth, yet he still thinks she's amazing.xx] of the male gender. xx] standing six foot. xx] with eyes of electric blue, xx] and hair of devils black. xx] aged at twenty-three, xx] with huge, expansive black raven wings. xx] my style is more emo. xx] scars cover my body, battle scars and cutting scars alike. xx] ink covers me head to toe; tattoos are my speed. xx] both sides of my bottom lip are pierced, xx] along with my tongue, and right eyebrow. xx] considered a womanizer, with wild taste. xx] i am impervious to pain, thanks to my angel genes. xx] but my true potential lies in the power that the devil gave me. xx] i am an illusionist, i can make your worst nightmares come true. and she's been playing games, ever since 98'. shallow is as shallow does, yeah. some people never change. and she's so fine, she thinks she's so damn fine. she might be fine, but she ain't worth a second of your time.[/center][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 10, 2012 11:09:51 GMT -5
{ do you just want to start where we left off on er? }
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 10, 2012 14:46:28 GMT -5
why don't we re-make it. like, have them already know eachother, but ditch the burning of the gas station && just go from there.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 10, 2012 16:15:49 GMT -5
[ sounds good. would you like to start or me? ]
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 10, 2012 20:25:54 GMT -5
you? :c
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 10, 2012 21:34:52 GMT -5
the fire lit up my face, casting an eerie sort of glow to my eyes. it looked pretty awesome, actually, lighting up the darkening sky like lighters at a rock show. firemen clambered around it, attempting to make it die down, but it continued to blaze away. i turned and began to walk back down the street, hoping some busy-body grandmother wouldn't accuse us of arson, although technically we were the number one reason that this had all happened anyways. still, cops wouldn't be a good idea at this point. i stared back at the people who gawked out their windows at the fire just blazing down the street. this was already a ton of fun.
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 11, 2012 2:54:08 GMT -5
wow. she's such a bad influence. tricking me into burning down a gas station with her? tsk tsk. oh. wait. no. nevermind. that was my genius plan. there i go again, corrupting myself && the youth of the fallen angels. tsk tsk christian, tsk tsk.
feeling more than just slightly badass, i unfurled my wings and stretched, stirring the air currents experimentally before launching off the pavement and into the dusky sky. with a malicious grin set on my playful features, i rose, higher and higher, until the fire was just a spot of light far far bellow.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 11, 2012 11:26:51 GMT -5
i followed after him, a happy sort of feeling in my belly. after all, wreaking havoc does just give you an ooey- gooey feeling. orrr maybe it was just the subway. either or, my ears began to pop as we flew h i g h e r [/size]
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 11, 2012 19:38:18 GMT -5
the air got colder the higher we flew, but i was able repress the shivers well enough. fucking canada, man. not a good place. not a good place at all, unless you want to step across the border && freeze your balls off in .00001 of a second.
dropping in altitude, i flapped my ginormous black gliders and propelled myself forward, until i was a good mile or so away from the burning gas station. feeling restless, i dropped down onto the roof of a building and waited for hestia.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 11, 2012 19:45:07 GMT -5
i flew after him, not daring to go quite as high. it was freezing up here and i wasn't wearing enough to really stay warm. he dropped onto the roof of a building and i landed next to him a few seconds later, arms wrapped around myself. it was freezing. "now what?" i asked. "conjure up a robbery and get some cash?" [/size]
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 11, 2012 20:03:13 GMT -5
"how about we just hop a bus and go to somewhere that isn't -10?" i grumbled. yeah, i'd like to go to mexico right about now. or australia. or spain. you know what, i'd even settle for a desert right about now. looking down off the side of the building, i surveyed the bus station with intent eyes. pretty much empty. thank god.
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Post by .iridescent. on Mar 11, 2012 20:39:43 GMT -5
i let out a puff of air, staring at the way my breath made puffs of fog. oh god i really need to get out of here. like, now. i cast a look over to the bus station below. all i could think about was that there was not a thing stopping us. "let's go," i said, shivering. "it's f*cking freezing out here." [/size]
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Post by !? EUPHORIA on Mar 11, 2012 21:03:35 GMT -5
i didn't even bother with a reply, my teeth were chattering too bad for me to even attempt to form words. i jumped from the roof, cushioning my fall by spalying my wings, and made a break for the bus idling outside the station. with two illuson tickets in hand, i passed them off to the driver and jumped into the warm haven, picking the window seat at the very back of the bus.
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