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 Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 5:55 pm
Welcome to the (hopefully advanced) RP of Oh Guardian, My Guardian (or OGMG for short).
Just as a fair warning, this is currently my High school senior year, so it's going to get pretty busy for me soon. None the less, I'm going to try very hard to keep this place up and running as long as I can. I wuv Gaia to death, and I usually spend more than enough time up here, so this hopefully won't be a huge problem: more of a heads up. Of course, many of you sort of know me by now and how I am when RPing. xd
And of fair warning to some of you: I will push you to the limit on this RP. More details, the better. This RP is also to help you with practice on RPing, after all, but we're still gonna keep it fun!
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Angels, Guardian Angels ; many have heard of such things, whether religious or not. But they can’t be seen, can they? Of course not! Not by normal people, and many don’t even believe in them, even those with wonderful luck. To many, they are nothing more than fairytales to tell your little children or mere myths. But there are some who still believe, even those who could see them not.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 6:00 pm
The Legend An old story on the little bustling city of Alphaline tells of the founder of the city, Roy Valentine, who was once a mere warrior lad, who had traveled for many miles and was near death from many causes. He had escaped from bandits who had captured him for hostage, and now with his wounds he was near death, as well as lack of sleep and thirst and hunger for being contributors. He uttered what he thought his last words were, for he could see his doom: “Take me if you will it, whoever is out there. I just want to see my Madeline one…….last time. That’s all I….ask…”
As he fell upon the ground and vision began to fade, story tells that he saw a beautiful young girl appear from nowhere, wearing a gorgeous summer white dress, her hair and eyes a golden blonde, with a white bow in her hair. The girl kneeled down and kissed the man’s cheek, and he could hear words being spoken by a voice, though whether it was the girl or not was unknown, though now the girl spread pearly white wings. The voice itself was soft and sweet: “God bless this man, and may he regain his strength and share it with the world. Alphaline.”
When the man awoke, he was lying in a hotel bed, his wounds healed as if there were never any cuts, with his girlfriend (and later wife) Madeline looking at him nervously. Apparently, a old traveler who was heading to the village saw the boy half-dead and murmuring strangely, and out of kindness brought him to the hotel and paid for his food, care, and stay at the small place. Madeline had been traveling to find him so they could return home, but after hearing the story from other travelers about the strange man, she hoped it was the one she seeked, and went to the town as well. So surprised at this sudden second chance, Roy got up immediately and blessed the town endlessly. Many years passed, and still being old times, he became the ruler and brought the city to glory and peace, renaming it ‘Alphaline’ as the girl had spoken to him before. He believed to the end of his days that an angel had saved his life, and thus proclaimed a day in the city to celebrate the girl's kindness: The Angel Festival, taken place in the summer in the month of July and the day of the 31st; the day he was saved.
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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 6:08 pm
The City, as of Now What was once a large peacefully city, is now a NYC type place, at a normal year such as we live in IRL. While big and gorgeous, with both busy city and more green areas, it’s a nice place if you like busy. But it has all the problems a normal city has; gangs and drug deals are for those who don’t mind the shady areas of town. But that’s only a few spots; the rest is safe as a helmet! There’s a lot of bands, movies, shops, games, and fun stuff to be had at Alphaline. The city is best known for the festival of Angels, where they celebrate the ones guarding the city and mankind as they walk about in their times in life. It’s like a large party, with angel-like themes.
Now it’s the time of year for another Angel festival, and one boy who’s out of luck is about to get a surprising change in his life, although it might not be what he wants. He’s always been able to see such strange things that his folks thought he was just tired, but now his angel is about to come to him……
Important spots
Kappa Club: A busy club, where all the bands meet for “Battle of the Bands”, as well as to get some income by getting a spot for the night. It’s more of a concert-like thing than a club, but there’s more than enough room to shake what your mama gave ya! Haha. XD
Chances High school: The main high school of the city, it’s where all the older teens go for education. A large school with all the school basics, as well as a large sports field and an indoor pool under the gym floor. The staff are neutral as far as whether angels exist or not; those are 'outside of school matters', and could distract the students.
The Spinning Park: A normal park with many walkways, trees, benches, play areas, and a few lakes. Why it's called Spinning park is due to a legend that at midnight on a stormy night the park will make a 180 degree turn for only a hour, so that the city entrance is normally where the exit is. There also rumors to be a secret door to lead to a secret room deep beneath the surface of the earth, where a great treasure lies. Many have tried and failed, so perhaps it is only a myth.
The Marketplace: A busy center part of the city, where deals are to be had and wonderous items sold. It's a very popular place, and it seems that everyone runs into someone they know there each time they go, which only proves the popularity. It's alot of fun, but careful, there are thieves and swindlers in every market on earth, so here is no different. Eyes on the wallet!
((I'll add more as we go along; a good start off here))
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 10:35 am
The All-Important Rules
Yes, before we get to the rest of hte fun stuff (characters to choose from, races to choose from, etc.), I decided to state the rules now, so we can get to the fun stuff faster! smile
-Ok people, I’m going to start to get a little picky on literacy here. I want at least a paragraph ( which is 5 sentences) for each post. It’s not that hard; really. Just add stuff about the background or mood, or thoughts of the character, or something! For the starting post, I want at least three. Again, not hard; you’ll have plenty to write about. I’m going to try and make this one a lot more advanced (or at least Level 2 worthy like the last two I made), so it’s important to try and keep up as far as content in posts. I can understand writers’ block or if you’re not feeling well, but that’s not forever.
-PLESE, keep it PG13. Romance is encouraged and all, but no cybering. I don’t wanna read it, nor does anyone else. Also, follow the ToS and the rules I'm writing now; then it's all good! smile
-Try your hardest to post at least once every three days. I completely understand with schedule conflicts (and I would know; high school senior about to graduate, hopefully! So I‘ll be pretty busy.), but PLEASE LET ME KNOW AHEAD OF TIME WHEN YOU’LL BE GONE FOR AWHILE! That way you don’t have to come back to catch up on, like 20-30 pages. That wouldn’t be fun. I know this thread won’t last forever, but let’s see how far we can get. smile
-In this thread, I am ruler. *insert dramatic trumpet noise here*
I try to be fair and stick to my own rules and I try to stay nice, but what I say goes. If you trash talk me and start insulting me, sending me dirty pictures, etc. (as I mean me, not my RP character(s), but no dirty sick pics either way), I WILL blacklist you and you won’t be allowed back in. Some cases I may "gray-list" if it's a tiny offense or something, but then you're still in. But warning to gray-listers: you'd be on thin ice, so to get back to normal just try hard to RP and have fun, all problems aside.
-Respect other people in the thread; if you have issues with another Rper you bring it to me and we’ll work it out.
-No killing off RP characters unless you have the other person’s permission, then I want proof that you both agree. Which leads to another thing: no godmodding pleeeeease! I know that this is angels and demons and all, but let’s keep it at least a liiiiittle realistic. I'll post certain rules for each race, so you can clearly see what you can and can't do. I'm usally sort of leniant though, so just try your best here.
-Stick to one character for now. If you RP well and some time passes by and we neeed more peoples, then I’ll let you know that you can create a second/third character. Just separate by use of colors.
-This seems to confuse people, so I’ll clear it up.
~Italics are for thoughts or flashbacks. Others cannot here these, unless they read minds, which only characters I list off that can can do this.
~Use double parenthesizes for OCC (out of character) talk. For example: ((text here))
~“text”=speech
-IF you are using a pre-made character, you ARE allowed to mix up the details a little bit. These include appearance, interests, and bits and pieces of the past. But the rest must stay the same for the sake of the plot. When you send the profile for clarification, I‘ll let you know if it works or not. Don‘t be afraid to ask questions, I don‘t bite that much. smile
-IF you are making another character that's not on the list, I want to make a few things clear:
~If you are playing human, you don’t have any powers that angels and demons have. No half-creature-half-human things here; it gets too confusing for us all there. sweatdrop
~If you are playing a creature, you have the same powers as the creatures you have. No godmooding on this; not everyone is all-powerful, and even powerful attacks leave a creature weak.
~He/she must tie in with the plot somehow; subplots are awesome, made of win, and I’m all for them, but even if a little bit, they need to at least loosely go with the plot.
-I'll add some more rules as we go along and see what kind of issues we hit, so check here often!
-If you read the rules, you see that you need to PM me with the title “Stuck with strange beings!”.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 2:42 pm
The Main Cast
Ok, just FYI, the pics here you don't HAVE to use; they're merely examples in case you want to use them. Obviously I didn't do all of them, since it'd probably be a waste of time and they're aren't alot of old-people stuff. That, and I'm lazy. xd You all will come up with better stuff anyways. Zachary Akito: Zack is a 16 year old teenager who is right now down on his luck; after his parents found drugs that actually belonged to his brother, he was falsely framed and kicked out of the house. Now he found an apartment, but it’s pretty small and he has to work to get the bills paid, which makes school much more difficult for him. Now his faith in angels has disappeared, despite the fact that he can see them. Why? No one knows just yet, and his family does not believe that what he said was true, making him an outcast and part of the reason he was kicked out to begin with. His family consists of both parents, an older brother (by 7 years), an older sister (by 5 years), two little sisters (twins, so both younger by 8 years), and a younger brother (by 6 years).
You see, on his sister’s 10th birthday party, he and his older brother were messing around while setting up balloons outside on the fence. Zack was accidentally pushed into the street, right as a 18-wheeler came at a fast speed in his direction. Thinking his death was upon him, he was too terrified to move. That was when the guardian angel intervened. She dove in had pushed him out of the way, but in the form as if he was rolling to safety. As the boy sat there unharmed, he stared in horror at the little girl who was standing there in the road, even after the truck swerved and hit a light pole. She had blood running down her shoulder and wings spread out, a small bunny doll in hand, and she was the same age as Zack: a mere 5. She smiled at him, before disappearing in a bright flash. It turned out the driver was drunk as a monkey. The whole incident made his parents skeptical on the boy’s sanity, especially after the story told of the angel. Only his grandmother believed the boy’s tale, and after he was kicked out unfairly, she loaned him some of her money so he’d not be sleeping in the street.
He’s also part of a local band ((whoever plays him can make up the name and whose in it; keep it realistic though)) which isn’t doing half bad, and it helps the bills. But how will he fair with a extra person in the same apartment, and not just a girl, but his guardian angel?
Melody: This girl is an angel from above, and Zack’s guardian angel. She had in fact met him once before in the incident with the truck, where she did in fact save him by pushing him out of the road, but now still having a scar on her left shoulder to where the road cut her. This was when she realized that she could see him, and that to him he knew it wasn’t a mere lucky roll-out-of-the-way situation.
She knows nothing about the current lifestyle on earth, so she is as innocent as a small child in that factor; she had not yet been trained to know about the world, and her getting stuck there was a setup by a betrayer of some sort. Someone had used a special trapping arrow and shot her with it, sending her painfully into the city and found by Zack. However, she knows more than enough on how to deal with angels and the happenings of heaven, and wants to learn as much about Earth as she can, and with a strong excited determination. However, much of her history is shrouded in mystery as she talks not much about it, for a lot of before her angel times she remembers not.
She likes anything that’s new and cutesy (and she loves bunnies; it matches her personality well), and she is actually one of the few angels that fit the stereotype that angels are heavenly singers. She is a beautiful soprano, and as far as character she is very helping, but very sensitive.
Priest: One of the few true believers left, he is the one who much like the human messenger chosen by the heavens. He is around 80 and very old, but wise, and like Zack can also see creatures. He knows all about these creatures but for safety purposes doesn’t let it off much, or lets it off in riddles. Sadly, he might not have much time left. Because of this, he is working on teaching his apprentice to help Zack and Melody after his death ((HINT HINT POSSIBLE CHARACTER YOU CAN MAKE HINT HINT XD)).
Maddened Scientist : His past shrouded in mystery, this man wants proof that angels and demons do exist, for believes it to such an extent that he wants proof to show the world that he was right. When and if he ever does get it, he wants to run tests, find out everything, even if it hurts the one he captures. He wants to prove the world that he isn’t crazy and that they do exist, but in a twisted kind of way. A man to be feared, and he and the priest are actually distant half-brothers, except the scientist is around 55-ish.
Lily: Lily is nothing more than a human being, but becomes Melody’s best friend. Lily is a striving writer of song lyrics, and her older brother is in a band. However, this boy keeps stealing her songs, and threatening her if she says anything or tries to stop it. But she cares not for now, for her songs are becoming a hit, and it won’t be long til people realize that he didn’t write them. Hopefully. Lily is a strong wise person, usually very very quiet on the outside. Once someone breaks past the shell, she’s very easy to talk to, as well as very trustworthy.
Raul: Another human in this story, he is a very busy person. Between working on building his own robot and working on helping the community, he tries his best to please everyone. While he’s normal as far as having friends and all, when Melody becomes a new student and starts going to school with Zack, it only takes a week or two for him to slowly develop a crush on her. The problem? He’s too nervous to say anything. He highly fears her rejection, or just nervous around her in general. And although he doesn’t look like the stereotypical geek (he is in fact what one would call a “bishie” and very popular, and many girls would talk about him when walking by), he still fits the genre, just not in a snobby way. He is also a very good poet, but that’s what he keeps to himself….unless he plans something to do as far as getting Melody’s attention long enough to say the truth without him running off in the end.
 Taken characters from the list ~Melody, played by Sora Kitty (as well as the Priest is playe by me, only because he's the one to move the plot along and all) ~Zachary Akito, played by numbah23 ~Lily abd the brother Chris are being played by Run While You Can
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 2:59 pm
The Races Angels: The creatures of good and that stand for innocence, these angels try and secretly help out any humans that they are in charge of and lead them down a path that will make everyone happy. As far as appearance for those special few who can actually see them, they are just like humans, except with a few important differences. For one, they all have pointy ears (fine, elf-like if you will) and have skin as soft as silk. They can change their eye colors between two; one for abnormal (which are strange colors like red, purple, gold, you name it! What they use in heavens), and one for those special in-human sight appearances, when miracles just gotta happen with them in sight. They also have large white pearly wings that come out of their backs.
One thing that is known and dearly important is that humans are not supposed to be able to see these creatures of good, for this could complicate things and start so many issues that it is best left a unopened can of worms. Besides, those that believe will see them in time. But there are those special few chosen by some upper power who if an angel or demon is close, they can be seen. Angels don’t usually hang around on earth and pose as normal humans, cause it’s just not right. Unless there’s an accident and they are forced to be stuck for some reason, then they are visible to all……….
As far as other powers, they can create slight switches of unbelievable ness as far as powers. Whenever they use angelic powers, glowing golden marks appear on their body all over. For example, if it’s raining, they can aim lighting bolts or something, but it makes them weak for a time being since they are not in the heavens. I’ll make it as clear as I can as we go along. And for both races, there are occasional “dreams” in which the creature has a glimpse of the plan of the other area. For example, a demon might get a dream about the plans of heaven, and it’s pretty much a nightmare for the demon since angels and good are what they fear. Vice versa with angels. They might be true, they might not; it’s a guessing game……Demons: The cruelest of cruel, these creatures despise the angels with a passion, feeling their need to help humans avoid doom rather pointless. After all, can’t they walk to their own doom by themselves?! These creatures also have pointy ears, but they are far more skeletal like. They are a bit more pale in appearance, and have large demonic wings that come out of their backs, as well as have the same thing with switching between normal and abnormal eyes. As for human appearances, all the same rules go for them, only they go to Earth to lead people down a evil path.
They also have ‘miracle-like’ powers, only their marks are glowing blood red. However, these creatures hate the angels, thinking them as "goody-two-shoes" and disliking their extreme loyalty to humans. It's much more fun to scare and mess with them!
Oh, and for every angel, there is indeed a counterpart demon. Meaning they look very similar to the angel, but have the EXACT opposite personality.Scientist hunters: These are men that are hired by the scientist (who is actually a very rich man), and on even the slightest word on a possible unearthly creature they go straight to work. If Melody was found out, this would be a very troubling situation, for these men would get involved. Same goes for any other angel or demon. Their specialty is kidnapping as well as staying stern even in heartbreaking situations.Humans: You are just a normal being, one who has heard legends and tales but has yet to see the creatures of angels and demons for yourself. You battle with them without realization, and you come from many different backgrounds, all busy and full of work. Who are you? Whether in a large way or a small, you're going to be dragged into this mess whether you like it or not.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:44 pm
Profile Setup Ok, here's how it goes for both those premade characters, and those you decide to add in yourself. Why hello there, human!
You may call me ((Name, just first))And going by human years here, I'm around ((Age))As you can see by my appearance, I am not only an angel, but a ((gender)) as well. At least, I hope it's easy to tell; we're made in the Heavenly one's image, after all.
My will and job as a angel is to serve: ((Name of the one you're guardian of))My fellow winged friends say I'm ((Personality, make it good))Even for an angel, life isn't always easy!((Talk about your past; how have things been?))Let's see, what's there to know about me? ((Extra info; what does this angel like? What does this angel dislike so much that it makes he/she sad, or mad?)) Thanks for listening! Oh, and here's a pretty picture; took it from the last holiday party. Christmas is always a big one for good pics: ((image goes here; link or pic itself works))Well well weeeellllll, whatdoya know? Another stinkin' human!
Name's ((Name)).You'd better remember it, moron!
And how dare you ask of my age! Fine, I'm ((Age)).And I'm obviously a ((gender)); I DO look like it, right? Think very carefully before answering that.And what am I like? Well, based on various answers, I'm((Personality, make it good!))How's life, you ask? Nosy, aren't ya? Well....((Talk about your past; how have things been?))Let's see, am I done wasting my time here? Oh yeah, I fogot to mention ((Extra info; what does this demon like? What does this demon dislike so much that it makes he/she sad, or mad?))And oh look, here's a pic. Now GET LOST!((image goes here; link or pic works))Hey their, bud! What's up? Can you hear me out for sec?
My name is((Name))And F.Y.I, I'm ((Age))As you can cleary see, I'm no more than just a ((gender)) with some issues.Well, more about me first, to make it easier: I'm very ((Personality, make it good!))And my life has been like this for as long as I can remember: ((Talk about your past; how have things been?))Anything else I can think of? Ah, I also ((Extra info; what does this human like? What does this human dislike so much that it makes he/she sad, or mad?))Thanks for hearing me out, bud. Here's a picture of me; if you can help me out, look for this face: ((image goes here; link or pic works))PM profiles only: DO NOT POST HERE IN THREAD! Or I will blacklist you. OK? Ok.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:54 pm
Accepted Angels Why hello there, human!
You may call me Melody.And going by human years here, I'm around 17As you can see by my appearance, I am not only an angel, but a female as well. At least, I hope it's easy to tell; we're made in the Heavenly one's image, after all.
My will and job as a angel is to serve: Zachary Akito, though I don‘t think he likes me too much as of yet.My fellow winged friends say I'm usually bubbly and ready to learn. One said I “have the faith of three children, but with a brain of half of a kid.” That‘s not very nice; I’m not that bad on street smarts! I just don‘t know a lot about the world below, that‘s all. I don‘t visit but every so often, just to check up on Zack. Besides, I’m not supposed to start learning about humans and Earth for till I’m 18; it’s a rule of heaven! However, it looks like somebody wanted me to see him again, and for good, after not coming face to face for 11 years. I feel so lost, but I‘m hoping it‘ll be worth it if I can make up for Zack‘s pain.Even for an angel, life isn't always easy!You see, I‘ve never been the smartest crayon in the box as far as Earth smarts, I‘ll be honest on that. Even if I haven‘t learned it yet, I can tell you many bible stories and how to cheer up a sad kid in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, that wasn‘t enough for me to remove the stress I have on me to be a perfect angel; I could never get it right, and everyone was always staring at me. Why? Because….well, I dunno. I don’t remember my past before I came here, at all. Most do, but I can’t seem to. The high ones just under God’s rule were always so hard on me, and a few other people. But I don’t care as much as I used to; God doesn’t mind that I’m not perfect. Every time I ask the Big Guy why I’m being treated different, he merely smiles and says that I’ll learn in time, but he’s sorry he can’t say now. Nice guy, really; some people are just to hard on him. He has to deal with a lot of stuff. However, I was not at all of a loss of getting back up to a good status; all angels are guardians of one person each, who were born into the heavens the same day you were. So I have adorable little Zack, and overall things weren’t going too bad. He’s a sweet kid; love him to death.
THEN, came the day he somehow was in front of a speeding 18 wheeler. I panicked a bit, seeing his scared innocent little face (and I was 5; cmon people!), but I did what I was supposed to do: to save my charge. I did, he was fine, but then I realized by his surprise, that he could see me! His eyes told the whole story, and it was then did I realize that I had been deeply cut. Oh well. When God found out, he grinned and said Zack’s time had come, but I was still lost. The Big Guy defended me from being yelled at by the high officials, though, when they tried to blame it one me. “He has the gift; Melody did her job.” he had said, and they clamped their mouths shut immediately. I was told to keep an eye for awhile, not long; just a periodic few-minute checkup once a week.
Things looked to be ok, and Zack was so excited, and so was I. Someone on Earth actually was very happy that I was in their presence! However, his family took the news the wrong way, and thought him ‘special‘ and nearly sent him to a special school. But he then had no choice but to lie about my existence, and went on with life without acknowledging me. I can‘t blame him for it, but it doesn‘t mean I don‘t cry once in a while that my own charge ignores me like the plague on the many 5-second moments I visit him. He sees me, then looks away and shakes his head….God said I‘ll see him face-to-face again soon, but how I didn’t know. He then told me that the boy has the gift of seeing angels and demons; he actually gave me a chosen child!
Things got better; he started a band, and actually wrote songs about me! It was so sweet of him; so I wasn't out of his mind after all. I had no idea he was so taltented as a writer as well as a band member. I'd go and watch his concerts, and keep the spiders away; they scare him alot, and heaven forbid he cry on stage.
Then not too long ago, the poor boy had gotten cut off from his own family over a misunderstanding; stupid brother, the same one that pushed him out into the road in the first place! I asked the Big Guy why he was suffering for something that he was no part of, but he put a arm around me (for I was crying) and said that I‘d be the one to end his suffering, since I was his angel and I was going to help him.
Then now I must visit him again, on the Angel festival day. Perhaps I‘ll see him again, for real. And tomorrow, I get to start learning about earth from God‘s classes. Or so I thought….Let's see, what's there to know about me? I love everything about the things of earth; they’re such interesting instruments to look at and mess with! Such talented creatures, humans are! I also love love LOVE bunnies; I dunno why, they’re just so cute! And then I like music, chocolates, and pretty dresses (hey, I can be a bit girly if I want!). However, I can’t stand people making fun of me or other people; I’m sick of people treating me as nothing on Earth, and no one else should needlessly suffer that. The few times I came before getting stuck, I’ve run into some mean people, soI wanna help those who are actually nice! Oh, and I don‘t like demonic creatures; they scare me greatly more than anything. They‘re voices are those that send chills upon your back and make your heart rise to your throat, they‘re just evil…I don‘t like Halloween much, so that‘s probably why.Thanks for listening! Oh, and here's a pretty picture; took it from the last holiday party. Christmas is always a big one for good pics: Melody, but I wear much brighter clothes and I'm usually big on smiles; this was at like 4am, so I was tired!TanManDown Why hello there, human!
You may call me AmadeusAnd going by human years here, I'm around 33As you can see by my appearance, I am not only an angel, but a young man as well. At least, I hope it's easy to tell; we're made in the Heavenly one's image, after all.
My will and job as a angel is to serve: Lily My fellow winged friends say I'm Very quiet. Most humans that I know of think of the stereotypical angel as being calm, serene, and kind. I tend to be more quiet, introspective, and what seems to be unhelpful. The latter, however, is very untrue. I am a very capable protector, and will do all that is within my powers to defend my charge. Working among God’s Protectors is an honor I do not take lightly, though it may seem that way due to my… aloof attitude. Even for an angel, life isn't always easy!During my time in Heaven, I have experienced something similar to what humans refer to as “bigotry” or “hatred”, though those terms are a bit strong. As I’ve already said, my personality does not fit that which humans perceive angels to be. In fact, many of my angelic brethren have the idea that I cast angels in a poor light for those who can See. If they had things their way, I’d either be stripped of my title of Protector, or I would be forced to change how I act with my charges. Fortunately, our Heavenly Father is well aware of how efficient I’ve been by way of Protecting, and will hear none of these complaints thrown against me.
It wasn’t always that way, though. My very first charge… he died while under my watch. He wound up in a situation where my powers could not save him, even if I had tried drastic measures. While God knew this and understood my predicament, he made it very clear to me that I should have used my powers of… ah… “persuasion” to prevent him from ending up in that situation in the first place. He allowed me another change at Protecting after that, though it was an easy job because he didn’t trust me very much after my first. Since then, however, I’ve taken my role much more seriously and I have not experienced so much as a “close call” since then.
Now that my most recent charge has passed on as per His will, I have been given a new mortal to watch over and protect with my life. I feel she is very fortunate to have been chosen… He could not have picked a more capable Protector for the child. Let's see, what's there to know about me? I am very fond of what humans call “alone time”. It gives me a chance to think about how my charge’s life situation is progressing, whether it’s progressing in a good way, and how I can act to improve it. Not only that, but constant chatter, noise, and unnecessary action bothers me. If it is necessary that I am with my charge under such circumstances, I will deal with it as I must. I also enjoy it when my work is appreciated by my charges. Nighttime prayers to God asking for “another” holy act mean to me that the protectee recognizes my actions and is thankful for them. Thanks for listening! Oh, and here's a pretty picture; took it from the last holiday party. Christmas is always a big one for good pics: Amadeus okami sohma Why hello there, human! You may call me ((Name, just first)) : BellaAnd going by human years here, I'm around ((Age)): 16As you can see by my appearance, I am not only an angel, but a female as well. At least, I hope it's easy to tell; we're made in the Heavenly one's image, after all. My will and job as a angel is to serve: ((Name of the one you're guardian of)) i don't have one yet My fellow winged friends say I'm ((Personality, make it good)): they say that i'm shy at first when they first met me but after that i'm fun and outgoing. I'm super friendly and loves to make new friends. i don't like to see people sad so i always to my best to help out and make people smile, i also don't like when people make my friends upset so i will stand up for them. I'm sweet, kind and caring. my friends also say that i can be very childish at timesEven for an angel, life isn't always easy!((Talk about your past; how have things been?)): Life hasn't always been easy for me as an angel when i was younger because i was super clumsy and not always the smartest person at times. I wasn't always treated the same way in my family because my mother and father who were both great protectors. And then there was my older brother who also was one one those great protectors everyone talked about and compared him to me all the time. So as i got older my parents sent me to a training school to learn the way to be a good protector so i could be like them when was older. It has always been my dream to be a good protector and i can't wait for my turn to do my part.
As i got older and went to angel school i was kinda a social butterfly but there were times when people would make fun of me for thinking differently then others and look more at the positives then the negatives. So when i would see people being treated the same way in my school i would step in and try to stop the bullies.
My living in heaven is fun because there are so many nice people who are always ready to help show me new things and how to fix my mistakes. I also get to look down and watch how the humans live and it looks kind of fun there lives but they also have there sad and depressing moments that i have seen too. Also the way that the other protectors help there humans out. i wish i could do the same and be down there doing my part and helping out. Let's see, what's there to know about me? ((Extra info; what does this angel like? What does this angel dislike so much that it makes he/she sad, or mad?)) I like fun and cute things. also making people smile. i hate when people act mean towards others it makes me upset. Also when people make fun of other people. I love kittens there so cute. I also don't like when people think they are better then others so they treat people poorly. i also don't like being yelled at alot because then it me feel super bad that i messed up. i don't mind the telling me what i'm doing wrong though. i like to dance and sing because it's fun. Thanks for listening! Oh, and here's a pretty picture; took it from the last holiday party. Christmas is always a big one for good pics: ((image goes here; link or pic itself works)): 
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:55 pm
Accepted Demons Currupted Dart Well well weeeellllll, whatdoya know? Another stinkin' human!
Name's Strake.You'd better remember it, moron!
And how dare you ask of my age! Fine, I'm 37.
And I'm obviously a Male; I DO look like it, right? Think very carefully before answering that.
And what am I like? Well, based on various answers, I am a trickster, I dislike humans and think they are fun to mess with. Someday I want to find a human that is an actual challenge to trick. Angels should be more like demons, but I guess we do need both Yin and Yang eh?
How's life, you ask? Nosy, aren't ya? Well... I don't really know much about my birth, I actually got amnesia at the age of 13. I was attacked by an angel and knocked on consious...and I was blanked by there power. I returned to a demon's santuary and was exiled for being overcome by an angel. I've been tricking humans into doing many things, but I wouldn't call myself evil, just kind of selfish. I tend to disguise myself as a human, it's a great way to get by.
Let's see, am I done wasting my time here? Oh yeah, I forgot to mention I love messing with humans. Well, I remembered but I wanted to make sure you did. It's easy for me to get angry over a really stupid human. I can take human form and "feel" surface emotions. I also have a pet Raven, I like to call him Sparky. I don't care what you call him, just as long as it's sparky, or he'll cry.
And oh look, here's a pic. Now GET LOST!  Solomon Marquis Well well weeeellllll, whatdoya know? Another stinkin' human! Name's Usrah.You'd better remember it, moron! And how dare you ask of my age! Fine, I'm 20. And I'm obviously a male; I DO look like it, right? Think very carefully before answering that. And what am I like? Well, based on various answers, I'm not the type of demon anyone would dare insult. Anything you may have heard about we who dwell in fire, chances are I made it that way. As the Master's right-hand man, I have access to much more than most of these pathetic excuses for demons could conjure. Simply, I am merciless, calculating, deceptive, malicious, vile, and dominating. How's life, you ask? Nosy, aren't ya? Well.... I was one of the first demons created by the Master. Since the creation of the first of us, the rest have been watered-down and weak replicas of the denizens of Hell. My past is one of brilliance and power. It was I, and I alone who carved a name for myself into that fiery pit. I have fought countless battles against the angels, always leaving their blood in my wake. Recently, I have been sent to earth to observe the lesser demons' work. It should prove to be incredibly dull. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I like to crush my enemies, to see them driven before me, and to hear the lamentations of their women. My greatest hatred lies with the angels. Were it not for their self-righteous and feeble minds, I would not be condemned to living in Hell for all eternity. And oh look, here's a pic. Now GET LOST! Usrah
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:56 pm
Accepted Humans numbah23 Hey their, bud! What's up? Can you hear me out for sec? My name is Zachary Akito And F.Y.I, I'm 16. As you can cleary see, I'm no more than just a dude with some issues. Well, more about me first, to make it easier: I'm very easy to get along with. Being the leader of a band, I'm outgoing, and I'm not afraid to tell someone what's not right, or if they're doing something wrong. I'm very skeptical when it comes to Melody and her "secret", and some times I even think I belong in an asylum. Behind this carefree exterior, I'm stressed to the point of crying a times. However, Life goes on, and I can live through it. I'm secretly hoping a rich girl will fall in love with me and marry me so all my financial problems are "gone with the wind," as some might say. And my life has been like this for as long as I can remember: I had a normal childhood, for awhile, until I turned 5. Not much of a normal childhood, I guess. Anyway, I was almost pummeled by an 18-wheeler, when, out of nowhere, this little girl pushed me out of the way. I later learned that this little girl was Melody, my guardian angel. Being only 5, I thought that was the coolest thing in the world! Better than Barney! Of course, when I told my family about it, they wanted to send me to a "special" school, but to avoid this, I pretended it never happened, and I'm just lucky to be alive, and lucky that I have catlike reflexes. As you can guess, I pretty much lived a lie; I could see Melody wherever I went, but, again, I pretended she didn't exsist...that made me feel like scum. I managed to start a band, and I've actually written songs about Melody. Just barely after I turned 16, I thought I'd be doing my brother a good deed by hiding his drugs, since Mom never searched me - I had no reputation of anything illegal, unlike my brother. Unfortunately, I left it in my dirty clothes pile, and when she went to do the laundry, she found it, and I was wrongly accused and cut off from the family. What a brother not even standing up for me, right? Thankfully my grandmother still loves me, and offered to help me stay on my feet, lending me some money so I can rent an apartment. I'm thankful for my grandmother, my band, and Melody, even though Melody can't really help pay the bills and shop for groceries, but I guess it's all fun. Anything else I can think of? Ah, I also love my friends to death. They don't understand where all the angel songs are coming from, but they love them, and they help me whenever I can't buy food. I really...REALLY don't like spiders. Bugs in general are all right, but spiders give me the creeps to the point where I'll even start crying. Thankfully, Melody is the only one who's seen this. Thanks for hearing me out, bud. Here's a picture of me; if you can help me out, look for this face: Zachary AkitoDemetriaSky Hey their, bud! What's up? Can you hear me out for sec?
My name is Tenma Yamanaka And F.Y.I, I'm 15 As you can cleary see, I'm no more than just a girl with some issues.
Well, more about me first, to make it easier: I'm very odd. I am the moodswing kind of girl, but it keeps people on their toes. I have pretty good control of it now, but if I do have a moodswing I go from one extreme to the other. Oh well, that's life for you. I am very scholastic, but I am more so athletic. I would be captain of every single sport at the high school if I had the time; but I don't, so I pick and choose. More towards my personality, I am very aggressive in everything I do. I am also a perfectionist. I can literally work on one sentence for an hour if I don't believe it sounds right. People try to claim I have OCD, but I don't - simple as that. However, I do have ulcers. I have had ulcers since I was thirteen, which were caused by holding in too many feelings. I have good reason too, but I won't spoil that just yet. Other than that people seem to be addicted to me. I don't know what it is, but if you are of the opposite sex or if you swing that way you become addicted to me. It is weird, I am just like everybody else. Okay, maybe except for the fact that I don't like people. I can be very cold, almost on the verge of being cruel. This I blame on my past. I make horrible conversation, unless you like talking to yourself. As I said, I am cold and I don't trust anyone.And my life has been like this for as long as I can remember: I was born to Uiuishi and Mugoi Yamanaka in Tokyo. My father, Mugoi, was a local politician. He was loved by the people and he never had any enemies to worry about. My mother, Uiuishi, owned a local flower shop. It flourished and was great for business. It was even better for a romance that was about to flourish. It was Mother's Day when my parents met. Mugoi had come to the flower shop for, wait for it...flowers. He had spaced on the holiday and needed somethign fast. He picked out some lovely yellow roses, but my mom almost slapped him when he told her who they were for. She took the flowers from him and went to get a lovely set of pink flowers. She explained that, while yellow means passing or sympathy, pink means love, but not in a romantic sense. At that my father paid and began to leave, horridly embarassed. My mom wasn't going to let him leave at that. She yelled at him across the little store something about him owing her diner. He spun around in utter surprise and told her when and where. That is how they met and were wed only three months later.
Somedays I wish my coming into this world was as pleasant. My mother had complications throughout the pregnancy and they were sure they were going to lose the baby, me. The day it happened was unexpected to say the least. It was one month before my due date. My father had drove across town to get my mom the watermelon she was craving. That is when I decided I was done with that. Our neighbor drove my mom to the hospital in a dreadful storm and called my dad. By the time he got there they wouldn't let him into the delivery room, she was already too far along. A good hour or so later the doctor came out and let my father in to see my mother. There was no mention of me, the premature off-spring. Two days of recovery in the hospital and my mother finally came to see me. She fell to her knees, wracked with sobs, my father holding her, when they saw their baby pale as a ghost, covered in tubes and a respirator. Luck for me that isn't how it ended.
The doctors expected serious complications throughout my lifetime. I went in for monthly checkup for the first five years of my life. Then they decided they could relax a bot about my state. My mother taught me at the flower shop where she could keep an eye on me and my father worked day after day. I didn't just grow and develope, but I excelled in everything I did. Which, of course, was a phenomenon. Everyone gave credit to my mother and her amazing teachings, I don't doubt it for a second.
The years I turned ten was a nightmare. My father was shot at a press conference, with me present. My mother then died of a broken heart, or at least that is what the doctors told me. I took that year to get everything sorted out. Friends and neighbbors came and fed me each day, but got worried when I started changing. I became distant and reserved, caught up in my task. It hurt them to see me like that, but that never stopped them from loving me. My uncle, Ichiro, came to claim me almost a year after their deaths. He was the recorded guardian so I had no choice. Another thing, he sent me a plane ticket to come to him, he never bothered with retrieving me.
I have lived with my uncle ever since. Abusive as he may be, I have no choice. I am a senior at the local high school, which is a shocker when you note I am only fifteen. I play many sports, am part of a very successful band, play in the school band, and work at a recording studio. I do what I can to stay away from my uncle. He is always home because he is a 'writer', but he is just a slacker with money from my parents. This is the life I am stuck living today. Anything else I can think of? Ah, I also A hemophiliac and deathly allergic to bees. I am addicted to music and hate candy.Thanks for hearing me out, bud. Here's a picture of me; if you can help me out, look for this face: Tenma RunWhileYouCan
Hey there! What's up? Can you hear me out for sec?
My name is Lily O' Sullivan.
And F.Y.I, I'm 15... I know, I don't look it.
As you can cleary see, I'm no more than just a girl with some issues.
Well, more about me first, to make it easier... People tell me I'm quite quiet - and I suppose I am, but I don't really think about it. I just try to do the right thing, you know? Some might say I'm a tad soft, but I think everyone deserves a chance, and even the worst of people have a good side.
Even my brother...
Anyway, I like to think of myself as thoughtful and kind, and I hope I can always be called upon to lend a helping hand.
Oh... That sounds really big-headed, doesn't it?
Well, my life has been like this for as long as I can remember, really. I still live with my dad and brother in a messy little house deep in the suburbs, as much as I like to pretend I don't. I'm still at school, obviously - I go to Chances High, but it's not something I'm particularly proud of. I mainly just blend into the crowds... Not that I'd want it any other way, I'd rather just stay out of the limelight. My brother's strictly forbidden us to have any contact during school time-
Oh, haven't I told you about Chris yet? He's a couple of years older than me, he's graduating soon. I'm not sure what he's going to do without me, really. He's in a band called the Whiskeycats, and they're getting quite popular these days... You might have heard their song, "Reason"? Well, I wrote it. I write all of them. Chris makes me. I know I should say no, but I can handle it. He wouldn't hurt me anyway, right?...
It's fine, honestly. I can cope.
Anything else I can think of? Well, I'm quite passionate about nature... Quite a few of my brother's songs are based around something that caught my eye, but he doesn't know that. He doesn't take the time to understand what my songs are about. If I were the vocal type, I might have joined a few campaigns about wildlife and all that, but... Well, I'm perfectly happy to sit back and write my feelings down instead of screaming them in the streets.
Oh! And this is a little random, but I'm allergic to peanuts... Just thought you ought to know...
Anyway, thanks for hearing me out. Here, take this picture of me; It's one of my favourites. I don't always dress this extravagantly, I was at the Angel Festival last year and I thought I'd dress up. I love the Angel Festival, it's my favourite day of the year!
All the whispers of angels flying above us... Oh, I know it's all nonsense, but I can dream, can't I?
Well, it was nice to meet you. Maybe I'll see you around!
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 3:59 pm
Announcments 5/2: Ok guys, it's been a week or so, so we're officially starting up now! Don't think it's too late to join; believe me, we need lots of peoples! xd Keep sending PMs, and hopefully we'll get this RP rolling!
4/25: I'm now accepting profiles; go ahead and send away! Just don't post them in the thread or post before your profile is up. In other words, I'll let you know when you can post, but go ahead and send profiles! biggrin Whitelist None yet, we need these! Blacklist None yet, a good thing! smile Graylist None yet, a good thing! smile
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2008 4:00 pm
~Reserved for......something. xd ~
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 4:11 pm
~Reserved for......something. xd ~
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 5:45 pm
((Ok, since it's been about a week or so, we're gonna go ahead and start. Please send PMs if you wanna join; we've only got two or so people and we need constant RPers to join up! Mabye once we get going it'll be easier! smile ))
Time: 8:30 AM. Day: July 31st. More importantly the Angel Festival, one of the most extravagent and exciting days of the year. A day of thankfullness, surprise, and of course: angels and their believed protection upon the blessed city. A festival of parades, superstitions, music, church, joy, contests, prizes, food, good shop deals.....it was as if the city suddenly turned into a carnival, removing it's serious face for a mere few days a year, one of them being this blessed day, to put on itself a party hat and a noisemaker, and let the fun begin!
The sun was somewhat up in the sky, it's sunshine illumiating the already-busy city of Alphaline; preparaing itself for the big day. Shop keepers were putting angel oragami inside the store windows, for it brought good luck and good sales according to superstition. The Marketplace was going to open in 30 minutes, and currently many little people were running about, making last-minute preparations, as if busy ants collecting food for storage. There were a few early-birds out already, but the big rush was around 9-10 in the morning, so it was overall very quiet. There weren't many cars out on the street, for many liked to walk place to place during the festival. Besides, what car could get through the traffic except those having a purpose in the carnival? The only lanes remaning open were a few special ones taht were personal only, or people who were working at the festival celebrations who needed to get somewhere fast. That, and a few small car paying services for those with tired feet.
Upon the clock tower, stood a young woman looking out upon such a described scene, her large brown eyes filled with a sense of wonder and excitement. Her angelic gown a bright white and a golden cross about her neck, her brown hair blew in the wind as a couple of fancy bows kept a bit of it in place. Her feet were currently bare, as she needed not yet to go down below, if at all. Besides, no one an see her anyways; she was an angel. The angel Melody, her bright pearly wings outstretched as she kept her balance.
Her wings fluttered in anticipation as her slim figure leaned down a bit; she could see all sorts of funny little people! They were like mere dots from up here!
Of course, today also marked the day that the big man upstairs promised her reunitation with her charge: Zack. This also marked a third not-so-great celebration: the third month anniversy of him being in that little apartment. But he was doing well; he wasn't starving (thank the Big Guy for cheap 30 cent ramen and other related filling foods. His band seemed to be doing quite well; they have been getting more requests to come down to play at the Kappa Cafe and for larger sums of cash. The boy has been practicing til his fingers bled, for Battle of the Bands was coming up today, being a festival of celebrations and all.
Only it'd be out in the open, not in a stuffy dance bar. Oh dear, she'd have to watch for spiders again.
But she was also nervous; Zack had been ignoring her for years, what could change such a fate now? Oh well, at least it wasn't her fault for him getting kicked out; she'd have to find his brother later and have a good reaon for a yell-out. She knew that it wasn't right, but she felt this anger over what she could not control. What she hadn't been able to control well for years.
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As the early service ended, a old man slowly walked up the stairs to a changing room; it wasn't very crowded, since the morning had few earlybirds. Hunched over due to old age and with cane in hand, the priest slowy worked his way up the stairs, battling one stair at a time with the help of his assistant.
"Leave me be, boy; I'll be alright on the way down. After all, it's always the journey that is harder the first time than it is the second."
his voice was soft yet gruff as he removed the high priests' robe from his figure, leaving him in a button-up shirt and dress pants. Not very priest-like now. He wanted to stroll about town, and get a good look before the crowds appeared. But before going, he looked upon himself in a mirror.
He was bald at this point, his head very shiny, and only a beard left as far as hair goes. His eyes were smaller and his face wrinkled with old age, but he had the smile of a young teen. Sure, his teeth were fake, but who could tell? Eh heh heh!
"Well, I best be getting down to the city's main center before it's too crowded; God forbid I get trampled by excited folk, eh?" he asked, to no one in particular, giving of an old yet hearty laugh. "Wo ho ho ho ho!"
As he headed for the stairs, a strange whispering in his mind suddenly made him freeze. He could feel something......different. Something was going to happen this year that had never happened before. Could it be time at last-?
Shuffling quickly to an old book, he wiped off dust as he flipped through pages...of angels' messages. They were hard to figure out, in riddleish text just as many thought the Bible or any other Holy book. Bah! What did these critics know?! They had never come near the Lord himself.
As he found his desired page, he looked upon it and smiled. This was no written text, but a picture he had seen in a dream: a boy knelt on teh ground, holding a woman-like figure in his arms, from which wings spread forth from her back, her hair long and upon her shoulders, a single cross necklace hanging from her neck. Below it was a date: "July 31st, the day chosen for an angel's blend into the world by trickery unknown."
He smiled to himself. "Ho ho ho, looks like the time has finally come...."
Without another word, he put the book in his briefcase, donned a dress jacket and hat, and headed down the stairs and out hte door.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2008 9:39 am
Zachary sighed as he stared at the bustling people on the street just below his apartment window. It's only an hour after dawn, and already the entire city is awake and alive. He sighed and sat back down on his little creaky mattress. Even on the most important day in Alphaline history, Zach can't wake up before ten. But...what the hell? This is his big as well, probably bigger than anything he's ever been through. If he succeeds, his band will have recognition beyond beliefe, and he'd be able to finally get out of this craphole.
He stood up, grunting, rubbing his eyes, and he made his way to the little kitchette just a few feet away. His apartment was small, roomy. For just hisself, he didn't need seperate rooms for the kitchen, dining room, living room, his bedroom, the bathroom, and any spare rooms. The only rooms in his apartment were the one large room and a bathroom. Not the bacheler pad of the century, but it's home, and it's what he has to live with for a few more years until he graduates school and gets a better job.
He opened the coffee canister, and took in the sweet aroma of the already blended coffee beans. Quickly, he prepared the coffee maker for his coffee. He did this in such a speed as if it was second nature to him, like breathing. He pushed the little button, and trudged to the bathroom. Being as he's the only human being in this quaint room, he left the door open.
As he turned on the water to his shower and waited for it warm up, he began undressing. Today was the day...the day his band has been waiting for. Last year they couldn't compete because of fees, and he decided waiting to perfect everything so they could have a chance at winning. After studying the competition, there was no way they'd lose. As everyone says: Anything can happen on July 31st. Zach nodded as he decided that today a first time competing band would win the Battle of the Bands, and take the entire city by storm.
He laughed a quiet evil laugh of triumph as he stepped in the shower. He began practicing his songs, like every other person does in while in the shower.
He stepped out of the shower, after he was done washing and the such, and wrapped the towel around his waist. He conitnued singing his song as he walked to the now finished coffee, and grabbed a cup. He couldn't afford any good coffee cream, so he had to make due with the strong stuff. Besides, he was able to douse the coffee with sugar, because sugar was cheap. He could go to any dollar store and get a pound of sugar for cheap. Thank you, dudes who think of us poor people!
He stood by the window again, sipping at his sugar-infested, strong tasting coffee. More people have gathered in the streets by now, and he hoped he could get all his equipment to where it all needed to be, in the center of town where pretty much all the events are happening. Well, all that's left for this morning is to wait for his bandmates to arrive and they'd be on their way. Hopefully the other guys weren't arriving late, he wouldn't be able to live with the idea of them being late and not being able to compete. He'd probably have to kill himself, it's this important.
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