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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:32 pm
Evoblack These violent delights have violent endsAnd in their triumph die, Like fire and powder,
which, as they kiss, consume. Romeo and Juliet - Act II, Scene VI Introduction.Plot.Rules.Skeleton.Characters
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:33 pm
Evoblack Whenever someone dies... ...they are there. They are reapers. Reapers have existed even before time itself. They are angels of Death. They lead souls to their destination. They do not decide who is taken. They only complete their duty and go on to the next fading soul on Earth. Reapers are apart of every religion in every culture throughout the world. Their forms are said to be cloaked, dark, and even frightful. A reaper takes on many forms, usually the one most pleasing or nostalgic to the one who is dying.
In the town of Archbishop, four reapers are assigned to take the souls of teenagers. These four teenagers are fated to die within the next month, either from life-threatening diseases such as cancer or HIV or simply from accidents. The reapers position themselves in close proximity to the young teens and take on physical forms. They even communicate with the young people.
Soon they begin to fall in love.
It will be deadly love. Death and the dying is a dangerous combination. Especially when you're a reaper, the blood flows from their mouths and the life slowly fades from their lover's body.
Such violent delights should be avoided...Because everything alive that a reaper touches dies. Introduction.Plot.Rules.Skeleton.Characters
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:34 pm
Evoblack You know the works; it's the same with all other RPs and the Gaia TOS. 1] No god-modding. You should know how this applies when it comes to RPs. If not, god-modding is taking control of the entire story and, thus, acting like God. This is NOT a good thing because then the other person wouldn't have a chance to respond, which doesn't make it an RP.
2] No cybering. I say this not just because they're the rules, but nobody except perverts wants to hear about others feeling each other up. Either keep it to yourself or take it somewhere else. NOT IN HERE.
3] Extend courtesy to others. I want NO FIGHTING on here. Not only is a waste of space and time, but also it's annoying. Nobody wants to read it. If you have to, TAKE IT SOMEWHERE ELSE. I mean it. Be polite and respectful, giving others a chance to respond [refer to rule #1].
4] Be at least semi-literate. This means that you ARE NOT to talk in chatspeak, leave out periods or commas where needed, capitalize at the beginning of your sentences, and most importantly use quotation marks when using dialogue. If you may, you are allowed to use bold for dialogue. It's not a requirement. This is here so others can clearly interpret what you have written and respond accordingly.
5] Cussing can be handled. I don't expect those of you to be picture perfect, but don't be overly colorful with the curses. Keep it to a certain level but you are allowed ******** and hell.
6] Stay active as often as can be. Make sure to tell me [whether be by post or PM, it doesn't matter] when you go off for a week. If you're not on and it's due to laziness, than just quit the RP. I'm only strict about this because I don't want people taking up space they're never going to use.Be sure you have read ALL of the rules and understand them thoroughly. Introduction.Plot.Rules.Skeleton.Characters
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:35 pm
Evoblack  sKEleToN--upon having read the rules, place burning_eyes at the top of your entry --please include an RP sample if I haven't RPed with you before --title profiles (Reapers should be titled " DEATH") (Humans should be titled " DYING") --please have pictures (REAL for the big one by the name - ANIME is allowed for the tiny pic for reapers because I know it's hard to find reapers in real ppl) ...tiny pic for the reapers should be their original reaper appearence--the profile is color-coded; where you see "color one/two/three," choose three colors and fill in one for each one (be creative! it usually looks REALLY good) --fill all information in accordingly [align=center]
{[your picture(img version preferred-REAL PICUTRES!)]}
[size=20][color one]{[Full Name]}[/size][/color][/align]
[color three][size=8][center]The Real Angel...[b] [[Gaia Name]] [/b][/center][/size][/color]
[align=left][size=15][color three][[Greeting of your choice]][/color][/size][size=10] you can call me [u][[Nickname]][/u].
HUMANS --> I was born in [[year]], making me [color one][[age]][/color].
REAPERS --> I appear [color one][[age]][/color].
[/align][/size]
[align=right][color one][size=15]this is my story:[/color][/size]
[size=10][[Bio here. Please make it at least one paragraph.]][/size]
[color two][size=15]this is who i am:[/size][/color][size=10][[personality here. just little descriptions of your character.]][/align]
[align=center][/size][size=15][color one]this is what i love:[/color][/size]
[size=10]o1.
o2.
o3.
[/size][size=15][color one]this is what i fear:[/color][/size]
[size=10]o1.
o2.
o3.
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[/size][size=15][color two]the music stuck in my head:[/color][/size]
[size=10][[theme song!]] [song] // [artist]
[/size]
[size=15][color three]this is me:[/color][/size]
[size=10][[extra pic of your charrie-ORIGINAL FORM FOR REAPERS]][/size] Introduction.Plot.Rules.Skeleton.Characters
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:37 pm
Evoblack    Characters of the play...
The Reapers
Guy 1 TAKEN BY ManAxXxSamA
Guy 2 TAKEN BY Cirzoke
Girl 1 TAKEN BY Evoblack
Girl 2 TAKEN BY ManAxXxSamA
The Humans
Guy 1 TAKEN BY Troubled Monster
Guy 2 TAKEN BY TheAssassin152
Girl 1 TAKEN BY ClosedEyesSubliminal
Girl 2 TAKEN BY samanthaualani
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 Arthur Kieren Gray The Real Angel... Cirzoke Greetings from your "friendly" neighbourhood Reaper.. you can call me Art.
I appear 19. this is my story
I can't remember how long I've been like this. You tend to lose track of time when you exist only to cut it short. It's funny, I don't remember getting used to it. I just remember it being hard at the beginning, then suddenly, not.
It's a grim job, but it has to be done.
this is who i am:I'm blunt, and often forget that in technical terms I am one of the most feared creatures of numerous mythical legends and ghost stories, which means I can be quite insensitive sometimes.. but I'm working on that. this is what i love:
o1. Silent Movies
o2. Photography
o3. The Winter
this is what i fear:
o1. Being exposed. Can you imaging the excesive screaming?
o2. Being 'demoted'.. as it were
o3. Boredom the music stuck in my head: I Am The Highway // Audioslave
this is me: Arthur  Savannah Brooke Colton The Real Angel...samanthaualani Good morning beautiful! you can call me Savannah or Sav.
I was born in 1991, making me eighteen. this is my story
I've been sick for years now. Three to be exact. The doctors can't even figure out what the illness that has taken over my body is! How lame?! I don't know how long I have to live. Nor do I have a way to cure myself. I live in fear that something may trigger an attack but I do not let it control my life. My short lived life, I will not regret when I lay on my death bed. I have been sky diving and all kinds of crazy s**t! I love it! I love living. My mother, insists on me living at home with her and my brother and sister but I can't! It would hold me back. I'm not saying I never talk to them and visit but I'm eighteen and I want to live.
I want to love before I die.
this is who i am:Okay, basically. I'm really loud and stuff. I speak whats on my mind always. I'm considered a b***h but I'm the life of the party. I cut lose and have fun- What have I got to lose? nothing. Exactly. And I'm not very optimistic. I know my days are running short and thats that. I'm not going to wallow in misery though. I'm going to party my a** of. Screw guys and drink! I have fun. I feed off of fun. this is what i love:
o1. Photography
o2. Music
o3. Writing
o4. Antiques
this is what i fear:
o1. Annoying People
o2. My Opionin is Better Then Yours period types
o3. Silence
o4. Awkwardness
the music stuck in my head: Whoa // Paramore
this is me: 
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:38 pm
Cirzoke   A r t h u r | K . | G r a y ;  Death is overrated. Art frowned as he saw the plain look of resentment at whatever had put her in this position- to take a life. He nodded and held her hand as she started to take them somewhere. Or not.. he thought, hearing a familiar squeal of his name. Que death glare from Savannah.
Art sighed and caught the blonde before she toppled them both over. "Heyy Courtney." he said, attempting a smile as he put her down.
Courtney, completely ignoring Savannah, gave her most seductive smile and bit her lip, tracing his fingers up Art's shoulder. "Haven't seen you in a while.. Whats new sexy?" she asked, in her famously sexy husky voice. Art laughed and moved her hand off of him. "You know me, the usual." He looked at Savannah and stepped towards her, putting an arm around her waist. "Court, I want you to meet Savannah. She's ..new."
Courtney kept her perfect smile as she eyed up the girl on Art's arm. "Mm.. A young one." she said, the words rolling off her tongue too. "Look's like she's taken too huh Art." she said, glancing at him, then back at Savannah, giving her a wink. "You lucky thing."
She held out a pale, blood-red nail-painted hand to greet the newcomer and spoke confidently. "Courtney Marilyn Rodriguez.. Very nice to meet you." she said, with sass and charm, as always.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 9:40 pm
samanthaualani SavannahBrookeColton People say I'm the life of the party 'cause I make a joke or two.
Although I might be laughing loud and hardy deep inside I am blue.
So take a good look at my face, you'll see my smile looks out of place.
If you look closer its easy to trace the tracks of my tears.
I need you, need you.
Courtney eh?
The girl was being all flirtacious with Art. And just when Savannah was going to step in Art moved over to her and slid his arm around her.
She stared the girl down, eyeing her completely. Her smile was perfect, not flawed in the slightest.
Her hair was laying beautifully at her shoulders, blonde as ever. And her nails were long, sharp and red.
"Most definatly am. And I'd appreciate it if you kept your pretty little hands off him thanks." She snipped at her, ignoring her hand.
"Savanah Brooke Colton." She muttered softly.
"We were just leaving too. Such a shame. Maybe I'll see you around later then, yeah?"
Her blue eyes narrowed, a very steady and snarky smirk appeared on her own lips.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 1:30 am
A r t h u r | K . | G r a y ; Death is overrated. Art raised his eyebrows and bit down at smirk at Courtney as Savannah mouthed off at her, ignoring her manicured hand.
Courtney too cocked an eyebrow at the apparently confident newbie and looked at Art, smirking devlishly. "Fiesty." she said simply, taking her hand back. "I like it."
"Since I'll probably be clawed if I touch you again," she started, making fun of Savannah's threat. "I guess I'll leave you to it." she said, nodding a goodbye at Art then turning on her heel and sauntering away, or rather sashaying away. And flawlessly at that. She turned back and blew a kiss at Art, before looking straught at Savannah and winking.
As she turned the corner and out of sight, Art let out a chuckle and turned to face Sav, wrapping his other arm around her. She, had just bitchslapped the Marilyn Monroe of reaperville. Sexy. "You don't even know how how I am for you right now." he said seriously, before smiling and breaking out into another small laugh.
He sighed and looked around, right- they were going somewhere before. "You wanna get us out of her before antoher one of my adoring fans recognises me?" he joked, straight faced.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:24 am
SavannahBrookeColton People say I'm the life of the party 'cause I make a joke or two.
Although I might be laughing loud and hardy deep inside I am blue.
So take a good look at my face, you'll see my smile looks out of place.
If you look closer its easy to trace the tracks of my tears.
I need you, need you.
Courtney. Was. A. b***h.
She'd remember that too.
Savannah held her smirk, and her glare as she said her goodbyes.
But, of course, the whore couldn't resist a blow at Art. She narrowed her eyes, ready to go after her, if it weren't for Arts light hold on her.
Sure, she could break it, but she wasn't going to.
Not now anyway.
Especially when he wrapped his other arm around her and she turned to face him. "And whys that?" She couldn't help but lighten her expression at that one.
"Not funny," She growled softly before closing her eyes and taking them off to some...err somewhere.
It took a matter of minutes for her to concentrate enough to do so. But she got them there eventually. That was all that mattered, right?
Okay.
Savannah's eyes slowly opened and she looked around at their surrondings. A cold chill whipped through the air.
Definatly, not where she meant to take them.
"s**t," She muttered.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:14 pm
A r t h u r | K . | G r a y ; Death is overrated. Art smirked as she growled at him, before then closing her eyes and taking them away somewhere.
He watched as the library disappeared from around them, and they were suddenly surrounded by.. well, he wasn't too sure what this place was. And from her reaction, it wasn't the right place either.
He smirked and, looked around, shaking his head lightly in jest. "Great choice." he said, giving her a playfully fake thumbs up, before cracking up lightly. He chuckled and shook his head, taking her hands again. "Don't worry darlin. Try again." It was like riding a bike. Pratice, practice, practice.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 6:43 pm
SavannahBrookeColton People say I'm the life of the party 'cause I make a joke or two.
Although I might be laughing loud and hardy deep inside I am blue.
So take a good look at my face, you'll see my smile looks out of place.
If you look closer its easy to trace the tracks of my tears.
I need you, need you. Savannah sighed heavily. "Still not funny," She looked around at all the snow. She closed her eyes, focusing harder but they only ended up more into the city of wherever they were. She glanced around, finding a sign. Valdez, Alaska?! No wonder it was so ******** cold!!! She shook her head and squeezed Art's hands tighter, really concentrating. Finally, after ending up in India, and the Cariabbian Islands they materialized in a gondala, in the middle of Venice, Italy. A guy dressed up in a red and white stripped outfit and silly hat pushed them along as if they hadn't even shown up. Erm. That is, until he turned around to Savannah's shrilling voice screaming, "I did it!" She smiled. But the guy nearly tumbled off the gondala. "Sorry sir," She mumbled, back in her human form already. When did that happen?
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 1:17 am
A r t h u r | K . | G r a y ; Death is overrated. Art chuckled to himself, completely amused at her wrong turns, and at, well, Alaska. As nice as the snow was, people would probably start to wonder why he was shirtless in Valdez, Alaska.
He smirked and bit back laughs as she tried again, with little detours to India and the Caribbean before she seemed content that they had arrived at their final destination.
Italy eh? Lovely place.
Art smiled, sitting in the Gondala alongside her. At least here he could get away with not wearing a shirt for now. He laughed and shushed her as she nearly gave the guy a heart attack.
He sighed and sat back, resting his arm on the back of her chair and looked at the views all around them. He noticed her silent question as to why they were back in their human form. "Kinda like an automatic car. Shift gears automatically when it feels right, but we can still change them whenever we like." he said casually, smiling and giving a few waves to the Italians stood at their windows and doors looking out at all the tourists passing by.
"Great choice by the way." he said, looking back at her and giving her a kiss.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 5:29 am
SavannahBrookeColton People say I'm the life of the party 'cause I make a joke or two.
Although I might be laughing loud and hardy deep inside I am blue.
So take a good look at my face, you'll see my smile looks out of place.
If you look closer its easy to trace the tracks of my tears.
I need you, need you.
Savannah laughed lightly. "Sorry," She whispered. Obviously, the gondala driver wasn't exactly fluent in english.
And she sure as hell wasn't fluent in Italian.
Art was resting his arm around her and she leaned back, and a bit to the side. "Ah, that works." She shrugged a bit.
"Thanks," She smiled at his kiss and looked around at the beauty of Italy. "I've always wanted to visit here.."
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:27 pm
A r t h u r | K . | G r a y ; Death is overrated. Art smirked and looked up at the italian, "Mi scusi, mi ragazza non parlo italiano." he said, the worlds rolling off his tongue smoothly. The man smiled warmly and nodded, replying with. "Non c'รจ problema senor, non problema.."
He winked at Savannah before looking back around as they went the floating city. He did have a sweet spot for Venice. He hadn't been for a very long time. "It's beautiful here, that's for sure. The tower of piza is fantastic."
Art glanced back at her, leaning back into him slightly, glad that she was in a seemingly better mood than before.
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:47 pm
SavannahBrookeColton People say I'm the life of the party 'cause I make a joke or two.
Although I might be laughing loud and hardy deep inside I am blue.
So take a good look at my face, you'll see my smile looks out of place.
If you look closer its easy to trace the tracks of my tears.
I need you, need you.
Art was speaking in Italian and she was totally confused.
But she was saying that it was beautiful. "Oh! I forgot that was here!"
Savannah cuddled against him as the gondala driver carried on down the river. "Art, its my sister." She whispered.
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