I'm an angel, you're guardian angel ~O/A!~

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Everyone has a Guardian angel... But seldom does one get to see theirs first hand. All angels have free will- they could be comfortable with revealing themselves or they may not. Sometimes, even, they may do it by accident. They appear however the human they are assigned to feels relaxed with; meaning they don't always have their wings present and don't wear white, like if the human doesn't like white. Those who do reveal themselves to their human risk the prospect of the two of them falling in love... And then God would cast them down as fallen angels. It just wasn't worth the consequences. But it was difficult, for the Guardian Angels have been with them since birth. Unless, of course, the other ga went to hell or something.

But now, in modern times, it has become harder and harder for the guardian angels to lead their humans in the right direction. Some have to resort to showing themselves and making themselves love. Because, as we all know, sometimes love is the only thing that can save a person. They have asked for their lords forgiveness, and the lord gave them it. They would be allowed to 'love' a human, but they must never, ever go too far with it. There is also another problem. Most angels are male, but sometimes their human is a male... *Troubles...*

Those same humans are clueless as to who these men, or sometimes a woman, really are. It is essential that they never find out, unless the angel is much too trusting, or in love. But they still should'v never told in the first place. Some of these humans could be Satanists, they could even think they are Christians, Buddhists, Hindu, Jewish, anything. All in all, their soul is still tainted with the essence of a sinner, since they are leading a life separate from Christ. They will do anything to find love... Or not.

What will come out of this? That, my friend, is all up to you...

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Note: Send all profiles to me; I may make an OOC thread and Profile thread at a later date. Remember, angels are mostly men. If you don't know what Guardian angels are, look 'em up!

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The Skeleton

Humans

Appearance:

Name:
Age/Date of Birth:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Religion:
Sinned?:
Thoughts on Life:
Personality:
Theme song: (Describes them or something they'd listen to.))
Biography:

Guardian Angels

Appearance: ((How you show yourself to your human))

Name:
Nickname:
Age(appears as):
Gender:
Personality:
Powers:
Who you are assigned to:
Thoughts on Life:
Theme song:
Biography:

Angelic appearance:

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The Rules

1. This is a semi-lit role play - literate, so absolutely no one liners unless it's like a long and descriptive sentence.
2. Try to post at least once every day; I'm pretty lenient on this subject, though.
3. I want this to be a long-term role play! Don't just send in a profile and never post!
4. Send all profiles to me
5. Homosexual relationships are very accepted~
6. Action, angst, and romance are greatly loved.
7. Keep cussing to a minimum
8. If you want to be someones Guardian angel, please ask them first.
9. Guardian Angels are ESSENTIAL to this role play.

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Note/Announcement: ((READ!))

Through the rest of this week I will not be on very often, and for short periods if I am. So, in saying that, i'm going to be leaving agurl12345 in semi-charge starting 12 pm tomorrow 'till I get back. If i'm on during that time, you still have to obey me... And agurl! mwahaha! 8D

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Profiles are now here:

The Profiles!


Justin is done! biggrin

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~*~ Kiersten Wester ~*~

Kiersten groaned, waking up from a deep, restless sleep. It felt as if he'd been awake the whole time he was asleep, eyes almost as red as a demons... If they have red eyes, that is. He was sure some of them do. His hand was on his head, silently massaging his temple. The day was bound to be just as awful as the day before, Kiersten knew, since that was how it had been for a long time. Forgetting he was no longer with his parents, he yelled out to the air, "Mom!" But as soon as he said her name, Kiersten remembered immediately the situation he was in. Kiersten turned on his side, covering his head with his pillow.

[xXLittle-Miss-MaddnessXx]

Quinn sat up against a wall in Kiersten's room. he had just started to nod off when he heard a groan from the bed. Gazing through the darkness, he slowly rose and walked to the figure with the pillow over it's head. He kneeled, as if he was praying, and stroked the boy's shoulder.He knew he couldn't be seen but he wanted to help in some way. "Go back to sleep"He whispered, hoping it would reach Kiersten in some form. He hoped one day they could meet, for real, instead of Quinn having to feel like a stalker of some sort. He shook the thought from his mind, his wings rustling slightly. He hated rules sometime.

[Touch My Mafia]

xoxo M i k u xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

A girl with unusual light pink hair stared aimlessly out her window, off the second floor of an office building.Her hair hanging out the wide window, her body making a long creeping shadow on the old cobblestone ground outside of her house.The girl's name was Miku, she was the girl who seemed to always be happy but ofcourse had her deepest darkest secret.The girl looked away from the moon, a frown upon her small face.She sat on the window seat of her room, her white evening dress sagged to the pillows she sat on.Miku finally got up, unwilling to stand the silence any longer.She grabbed a jacket and slung it on, looking out ehr window and then back to herself.She made a ran towards her open window, jumping on the window seat and leaping out the window.Making an impressive land on the roof, sliding down onto her parent's car.Miku smiled and crouched ontop of the red van..she hated that car.The girl hopped down from the top of the car and looked up at her open window, holding herself as she smirked.

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~*~ Kiersten Wester ~*~

Kiersten sighed, feeling the air slip out of him, but in a hurry, realizing his actions, he threw the pillow across the room, hiding the ground with a quiet thud. He felt even more drowsy than he had when he first woke up, but refused to fall back asleep. Kiersten sighed, leaning back against the backboard of his bed. Something had snapped him out of it, or he would've been unconscious by now. With a grunt, Kiersten lifted himself slowly off of his friends spare bed in his guest room and walked over to a mini mirror. Seeing as there was nothing wrong with his appearance or his clothes, he shrugged off changing and just sat back down on the bed. Why go downstairs when his friends parents didn't even like him? The sun hadn't even rose just yet, so there was little chance that any one besides his friend would be awake. And if so, Kiersten's friend would be doing some religious prayer thing that the guy did every day right before the sun rose.

((Can you use normal font if you don't use a picture, please? It hurts my eyes...))

[Touch My Mafia]

xoxo M i k u xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Miku ran to the front door, grabbing her shoes and slipping them on, giving her house,rather an apartment space, one last look before going off past the sign that read:" Welcome to Lulu's Cafe ". Only a couple people walked amung the streets, one of them was a girl with long light pink hair.Miku looekd around, her hands in her jacket pockets.It was like another world at night, like a deserted heaven.When the stars were all out and the moon shone brightly.Miku loved it very so.She stopped at the park and smiled as she headed toward the swings, sitting on the old rubber seat.She stared up at the moon, her white dress being pulled by the motion of swinging. Any person or car that passed by would swear she looked like some kind of apparition.

[Hitman Beet]

~*Vince Dragonil*~

Vince watched as the girl named Miku jumped out the window. If she could hear him, he would have said how dangerous that was, but she couldn't, well until Vince went to his human form. Because of Vince awsome Angel skills, instead of using the door, he jumped out the window just like her. But Miku of course went ahead of him, so he got lost. Like after awhile, he found Miku, Vince was breathing hard. "Damn, I need to work out more" He muttered to himself. He sat down by Miku and watched her, she was looking at the moon. "Was there something special there? Or did she always do this?" Vince thought to himself. He kept watching to see what'll she do next.

[xXLittle-Miss-MaddnessXx]

((Oh,Sure))

Quinn let out a sigh of his own. This was impossible. "Fine, don't go to sleep!" He yelled, brushed back his dark red hair. "How am I suppose to guide you if you can hear a word I'm saying" The thought of showing himself right on the spot crossed his mind but it was quickly pushed to the side. He plopped down next to Kiersten. He glanced over, noticing a troubled look on the boy's face. "You can always pray, ya' know?" He said, leaning back on his hands. He knew that look. It always seemed to show up when religion was thrown into his thoughts."It could help"

[The Solo Pas De Deux]

♥ℓυcy♥

________________________________I'm So High

I'm Always

"I met a girl who hated the world.."
Lucy sang softly as she walked, passing people on the street, not caring much. People stared as she walked, stared at the large bruise on her cheek. She'd missed a spot in the kitchen last night. Some would get confused if she said this, but to her, it was a perfectly good explanation. Her aunt and uncle weren't the friendliest of people, so anyone who knew them, would understand what she meant.
"Every town they'd break her and pay - tear out her heart, and leave her in pain
I never found out how she survived all of the sadness she kept inside
I never found out how she could lie with a smile on her face,
and the scratches she'd hide."
She continuied to sing the song, Love Her, as she walked. The song of her life, except she wasn't a whore who sold herself for sex. The part that described her, was the girl who hated the world who hated her life.
"You could love her if you paid, you could have her everyday
You could love her if you prayed, you could have her every way

Down on her knees, she wept on the floor - this hopeless life she wanted no more
Dead in her mind and cold to the bone - she opened her eyes and saw she was alone
She never found out how much I tried - all of the sadness she kept made me blind
She never found out how much I cried - the rope so tight on the night that she died..."
"lucy had always loved music. It amazed her since childbirth, and the girl had been singing ever since. Of course, back then the songs were happy.

People continuied to stare, mostly at her bruised cheek, and she still didn't care. Let them stare. she thought. And why shouldn't they? Why not let them see what they so chose to see? She didn't give a flying ******** what they thought anyway. "I just don't like looking in the mirror to see what they're staring at." she mumbled to herself.

Right now, the girl was a few miles away from home, but it wouldn't matter to the people there. They had gone out for the weekend with some friends, so she could do whatever she wanted, even if she wanted to walk around town all night, and drink until she passed out, or make herself numb with whatever she bought on the street that day. But she didn't feel like drinking or smoking now. She just wanted to walk, and that's what she did.

Feeling Numb

Does That Make Me Bad?

That I Can See Heaven__________________________________________

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~*~ Kiersten Wester ~*~

Kiersten swore he heard a voice, and his head shot up. Realizing it was just his stupid imagination, Kiersten covered himself back up with the blanket. 'Great, now i'm crazy...,' he thought to himself, squeezing his eyes shut. But no, the moon was too bright that morning to let him go back to sleep, to Kiersten's dismay. Kiersten ripped the blanket off of him once more, growling to himself in frustration. He didn't like thinking about these things as soon as he woke up- he really wished he had some sort of distraction.