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 Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:14 pm
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and OOC chat go in here puhlease. ouo
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:16 pm
☻нυмαηѕ Name: Oliver Greene.
Age: Twenty-two.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Guardian Angel: Chirinda.
Personality: Oliver is incredibly sarcastic on top of reckless. He puts others before himself, but also will do whatever the hell he wants. The only love in his life is his black Crown Victoria. Oliver can hardly stay serious, always trying to make light of any situation. When he is serious, the situation must have been one to piss him off. He tries to act tough and manly above all else, but somewhere deep underneath he has a softer side. He rarely opens up to anyone, but he is strong and courageous and will do whatever he believes is right.
History: Oliver's mother died while he was at a young age, leaving him with an abusive father. Oliver was about fifteen when his Guardian Angel came to him. He had lost his faith in God a long while ago, and he was in great disbelief after seeing his Angel. However, after knowing the Angel for about a week, he realized that perhaps there was something out there. As the years went by, he considered his Angel to be his best friend, even though he wouldn't say that to anyone out loud. This Angel pulled him out from several tight spots. They had even saved his life a few times before. Needless to say, Oliver and his Angel were close.
Recently, however, things have seemed to have gone amiss. Oliver's Angel had disappeared for quite a time—not that Ollie needed them to save his butt the whole time. He could take care of himself. However, he couldn't help but worry for the Angel.. or, what if the Angels had just up and left? About a week or so later, his Angel returned, only to discover that they were in trouble. That was when he found out that the Guardian Angels had all rebelled against Heaven, and Heaven's Angels were now after them. Oliver's Angel had to blend in with society, now, and given his Angel's social awkwardness, it would be more challenging than he thought. If worse came to worse, Oliver decided, he would fight. What was the worse that could happen?
Likes: His car, dogs, rain, music, pie, food, fixing cars, television.
Dislikes: Vegetables, cats, snakes, heights, airplanes, studying, wrecked cars, needing to worry, solitude, his father, silence.
Other: He has a tattoo of an eagle on his arm. He can fight pretty damn well. Lastly, destroy the Vic, and he'll destroy you.
Song: Carry On My Wayward Son – Kansas
Appearance: I am an ice sculptor. Last night, I made a cube.
User name: itendedalready••• Name: Desiree Abigail Frost
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Guardian Angel: N/A
Personality: Desiree takes no s**t from anyone – she knows what she wants and how she wants to get there, and anyone who has a problem with it can just deal. She’s quick to laugh and quick to anger, but she usually brushes off her bouts of bad temper almost as soon as they show up; she’s terrible at holding grudges. She’s casually friendly with everyone, but it’s a rare person who’ll notice that that casual friendliness manages to forbid anyone from getting any closer. Her true friends are few and far between, and she protects them as she would her own heart.
History: She was raised in a small, traditional household, where the father ruled and the rest of the family did as they were told. Because Desiree adored her father and wanted to please him, she tried her best to be what he wanted: the good, quiet, obedient daughter that he could show off to his friends and eventually marry off to one of his friends’ sons. But she just couldn’t mask herself effectively enough. She kept finding herself questioning his authority, getting into arguments with him, sometimes openly defying him just to defy him – in other words, being a teenager. When she was sixteen, she decided that she just couldn’t take it anymore, and she ran away. Though her father must have reported it to the cops, they never found her; she found out later that her Angel had prevented it, knowing that to be forced back to that house would have killed her.
She met her Angel for the first time when she was eighteen. Up until that point, she had never been particularly religious; she’d attended church because her father told her to. After she and her Angel became acquainted, Desiree finally began to believe. In a way, she loves her guardian – she turns to her guardian angel for all the love she’s needed for so long and has been doing without. So when her Angel disappeared, she was heartbroken. But when her guardian returned and told her of the coming battle, Desiree’s grief and fear and sorrow crystallised into cold, hard rage. No one will take her guardian from her. No one.
Not even God himself.
Likes: Desiree likes dogs – especially the big friendly ones. She likes to paint, even though she isn’t very good at it, and her little house is in a constant state of redecoration; as soon as she’s finished the painting and the new curtains and the rearrangement of furniture, she starts all over again. She enjoys cooking, too, and that, she is good at.
Dislikes: She’s terrified of disappointing her father, even now that she knows she can never not disappoint him. It makes her angry and sad that she’s had to protect herself for so long by pretending to be someone else, though she’s finally begun to open up again. She’s also not really fond of small children; they tend to make her nervous.
Other: The current love of her life is the huge, ugly brown-and-black mutt she brought home from the pound a few months ago, around the time her guardian angel disappeared; his name is Mutt, he stands nearly to her breastbone (but then she is a small woman), and she just adores him. She swears up and down that he’s a sweetheart and wouldn’t hurt anyone, but it would still probably be wise to give him a wide berth – he’s a one-woman dog.
Song: Lying from You – Linkin Park
Appearance: I will not let this stand.
User name: SilentShadowDreamer•••
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:18 pm
♠ αηgєℓѕ Name: Abdiel.
Vessel: Male; Caden Roy.
Sexuality of Vessel: Bisexual.
Side: Rebel.
Human You're Protecting: N/A.
Likes: Animals, hamburgers, rain, books, humans.
Dislikes: Technology that he can't figure out how to use, soda, being put into situations that he can't respond well to, corruption.
Personality: Abdiel is a socially awkward Angel. Then again, most Angels were. He's a bit distant. He isn't exactly the type to speak out—in fact, he most likely won't speak unless he's being spoken to, or unless he really, really needs to catch someone's attention. He's very quiet, and is smart, as in he has a lot of common sense as well as some book smarts. Abdiel is determined to restore Heaven back to its former state, and he will do anything for these humans.
Other: As you can tell, I'll be editing this bio in the near future.
Song: Take it All Away – Red
Appearance: It is over now, just innocence and instinct still remain.
User name: itendedalready••• Name: Chirinda
Vessel: Female; Claire Perry
Sexuality of Vessel: Straight
Side: Rebel
Human You're Protecting: Oliver Greene.
Likes: She adores music, of any kind – it all sounds beautiful to her. Weather continues to fascinate her; rain, sun, snow, storm, it’s all good. Humans are so varied and colourful and fascinating that she can’t help but like them, and she doesn’t understand why the other angels don’t see it. She’s also developed an attachment to the outdoors; her vessel had been an avid gardener, and Chirinda learns quickly.
Dislikes: It breaks her heart that she’s had to draw the line that separates her from Heaven’s other angels – they were once her friends, her comrades, her people, and now they are hunting her. Unless her human is in danger, she will never challenge anyone; she hates to fight. Her vessel was terrified of Daddy Longlegs “spiders,” and Chirinda has also developed that fear. They’re just so…eugh…
Personality: You’ve heard the expression “too sweet to live”? That’s Chirinda. She’s sweet – almost ridiculously sweet – and sensitive. Now that she’s hiding in a human vessel, she’s regularly taken advantage of because she’s basically too gentle to tell them where to get off; sometimes her human has to step in to defend her. She has a loving heart and the capability to understand and empathize with almost anyone – she’s a listener, not a talker. Though she is fiercely protective when her human is in danger, that fierceness drains away approximately ten seconds after the danger is gone, and she returns to her usual soft, maternal self. Her tenderness enabled her to connect well with her human, but it could cost her everything in the battle to come.
Other: She grieves the loss of her Lord and Father – he must have been lost, somehow, right? He couldn’t have abandoned them or the humans; He would never have done this to them. But what has been lost can always be found, and she believes fervently that He will return to them. Maybe she believes that just to get by. Maybe she has to.
Song: You Found Me, The Fray
Appearance: What do I have to believe in…now?
But her vessel is a little less…shocking to the humans.
User name: SilentShadowDreamer
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:20 pm
Aaaaand OOC chatter can go right here. ouo
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