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 Posted: Tue Nov 05, 2013 1:52 pm
❀ My characters! ❀
POSTED:
~ Eleanor "Ellie" Jones - Snow angel
~ Hope Elizabeth Ross - Fallen Angel
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WIP:
~ Johanna Love - Neko
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❀ My characters! ❀
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Posted: Tue Nov 05, 2013 1:56 pm
 Name: Eleanor "Ellie" JonesAge: 16Gender: FemaleSpecies: Snow AngelSexual Orientation: HeterosexualAvailability: Open--------------------- Personality: Ellie is a pretty playful and mischievous girl, even though her looks would rather disagree. Her always flushed cheeks and cute nerdy glasses come along with the short snow angel's bit of craziness. Ellie is a happy and childish girl, but she can be very clingy and stubborn along with her sweetness and over-jealousy. Bio: Ellie was born on a snowy Christmas day, and had been a slave ever since. Around the time Ellie was born, snow angels were very popular species. There were light angels, fallen angels, demon angels, but snow angles were rare. By the time Ellie was 4, she was sold off for $500,000 and being trained for a master's "perfect" slave. The short snow angel never really minded it, though. She doesn't really remember her real family and if they were nice or not, but Ellie was still grateful for the care the trainers treated her with. Life continued on like that for a couple of years, treated with grace from the trainers and being her happy self. Around the time Ellie was 10, the slave shop owner that owned the place where Ellie was trained hired new trainers. They were supposed to be stricter for the slaves so they could be obedient and follow their master's orders. Under the circumstances of having to say goodbye of being the slave shop's princess, Ellie didn't mind the new rules either. All the snow angel could do was live with it and continue being her playful and childish self. At the age of 15, Ellie was considered an "open slave", but still goes through occasional training for the fun of it. She's developed a friendship with the trainers, and likes to visit them once in a while. Ellie is also popular among the masters as one of the angels that is running around, trying to find someone to play with.--------------------- Likes: Ice cream, having attention, snow, sweaters and jumpers, learning, playing games, skin-ship, feeling protected and dominated, and milkshakesDislikes: Hot weather and fire, sour food, being scolded, other angels, sharing things, insects, knives, being punished for her clinginess, not having attention, and cages--------------------- Extra: Even though Ellie has been trained all her life to be the "perfect" slave, she is still a troublemaker and is a picky girl with her masters. She acts as if she's the one who gets to choose who owns her. A master that is too caring and sweet would freak Ellie out, and one that is too abusive would make Ellie cower in fear every second of her life. She'd prefer a playful master that's just as crazy as her, but could be a little strict.OOC: Ellie has a pair of wings that come out on command or when Ellie is very upset or mad.
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Posted: Tue Nov 05, 2013 2:00 pm
⇢ .♡. ⇠
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"Shush you idiot, I'm talking!"
'Shush you idiot, I'm thinking!'
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⇢ .♡. ⇠
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Posted: Tue Nov 05, 2013 3:20 pm
 Name: Hope Elizabeth RossAge: 16Gender: FemaleSpecies: Fallen AngelSexual Orientation: HeterosexualAvailability: Open--------------------- Personality: Hope is a very fun girl with a side dish of craziness. One second she can be bubbly and care free, the next lonely and depressing, the next filled with rage, and then the next with her usual sly and childish self. Hope also has a flirty side specifically reserved for masters. Bio: Hope had a normal life with her family as regular angels when she was younger. They were saints, helped the world, blahblahblah. Until one day, a game of friendly baseball quickly turned into a vicious game of gambling. Hope was around 12 years old, and was betting everything from money to houses with every game that passed. Hope was a cocky girl and was never worried of losing anything she betted, until she went overboard and betted the life of her mother. She was more than surprised when she lost 30 - 5. The following day her mother went missing, and the following day her family found out she was the reason for her mother's disappearance. She wad disowned from her family and had her wings ripped from her back. If you get a sneak peak of her bare back, you'll see the scars.--------------------- Likes: The bat she carries around with her, money, food, rain, loose clothes, getting piggy-back rides, sports, animals, being dominated, hugs and kisses, and the color blueDislikes: Baseball, rude people, bad food, being bored, being scolded, strangers, angels in general, her family, cages, and fake people--------------------- Extra: Hope can control shadows, light and dark, and can make things shift and turn with her mind. OOC: Hope has scars on her back from when her wings were ripped out.
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