❂ Rise and Fall || Angel/Demon RP {Accepting} ❂

[Runningdawn]

[[ Okay, I'm going to try and address everybody right before I post. xD
Choey: You can take Nathan off if you'd like, it's all up to you!
AngelJoyeuse: Yep, you were accepted!
silence: There's a group of demons (and half-demons, counting Naomi, I guess) somewhere, Kiara can join them if you want. :3
Okay. There. I feel more organized now. ]]

{:: F ᴀ ᴜ s ᴛ ::}

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Today I stood and walked away
I'm never coming back this way

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Faust crossed his arms over his chest, a very human gesture that he had picked up over his time here. It seemed to properly show his disapproval at being offered help -- after all, as far as Faust was concerned, help was only given to him because other angels wanted to; certainly not because he needed it. "I assure you I can take care of myself," he said coolly, looking down his nose at Brea in a very arrogant, very uptight way. "Did you not see me beat those demons?" And of course the fact that he had had help flew completely his head -- once again, he didn't really see it as help. More as... volunteering.

This experience reminded Faust of a very long time ago, when he was still only a few millenia old and weaker than he was now. He had asked for help, then, as well, from an angel named Inias -- who had, promptly, laughed in his face and told him he would help once the other angel actually had any true power. This certainly wasn't what cause Faust to be so ruthless and uncaring, but occasionally he would think of it and feel especially angry. He thought of it now, and frowned, looking away from Brea for a moment, looking as if he was thinking very hard.

"I can take care of myself," he repeated, sounding careful again. "But you may... travel with me, if you would like." And, suddenly, a vision of his own garrison of angels popped into his mind, the same that he had seen in Lilith's eyes, and he once again found the want embedded deep inside him.

This was good.

{:: N ᴀ ᴏ ᴍ ɪ ::}

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Some of us, we're hardly ever here
The rest of us, we're born to disappear

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Naomi's eyes flickered to the feet that were attached to the demon who sat down at her side, but she quickly averted her gaze when John urged her to tell the demon to go away. True, she didn't particularly feel like talking, but she wasn't as rude as the things in her head were. Naomi found the request to look at Lilith... odd. Why would she do that? Was she going to stare into her eyes and make it all better? Somehow, Naomi found this doubtful. Maybe all the demons were as unstable as Ragne. Actually... that didn't sound like an unreasonable thought at all.

But then Lilith started speaking again, and this time, Naomi listened. Her voice was persuasive, calming, and the effect was immediate -- but it was not, exactly, a normal reaction.

Naomi stiffened as if electrocuted, and, suddenly, John and Jane were screeching, begging, almost as if they knew something was wrong with this. But what was wrong, really? Naomi pursed her lips and turned her head to Lilith, her eyes watering with the pain in her temples. Somehow, even through the screaming in her head, she had to obey. There was no question to it.

"They're dead," Naomi whispered, her voice a tremulous octave higher than normal. "Th-they're all dead." She suddenly clamped her head in her hands and looked away, trying to rid her head of John and Jane, of the screaming and the scolding and the sense of impending insanity. "B-but there's... there's two others... who aren't dead..." Why was she telling this to Lilith? John and Jane had been kept a secret from everyone else, everyone. "John and Jane," she gasped out, putting her forehead to her knees. Suddenly, it was very quiet in her mind, only broken by Jane's "I can't believe you told her."

"I just got mixed into all this..."

{ Danny } - { Male } - { 18 } - { Mischievous }

▶ I am...

{ Name } "Danielle Unioko Johnson. Pleased to meet you."
{ Nickname } "Just call me Danny. Danielle sounds like I'm in trouble..Which half the time I am, but lets leave out the details, shall we?"
{ Age } "I just turned 18."
{ Gender } "I feel offended..I'm obviously a girl.." Male.
{ Species } Danny is half-angel; though, his personality is rather misleading.
{ Birthplace } " ♪Well I love that dirty water~...Boston you're my home~.. ♪" Boston, Massachusetts

▶ line of sight

{ Physical Appearance } Danny's rather short for his age. Infact, he looks more like a 15-year-old than an 18-year-old. Aside from that, he's rather skinny. But not too skinny either. He's average. Danny's skin tone isn't pale, but it isn't tan either. Somewhere in the middle.
{ Eye color } The thing that sticks out the most about this boy are his sea-blue eyes. He takes pride in his eyes and often wears a baby blue hoodie with blue strings to make them stand out more.
{ Hair color } Danny has dirty blonde hair and his bangs always sweep to right of his face. His hair isn't very long. The tips probably just brush his neck.
{ Height } 68 inches/1.7272 meters
{ Weight } 124 pounds/56.2454 kilograms
{ Modifications } Worn in his right ear and On his left shoulder

▶ on the inside

{ Personality } "You honestly need a sense of humor to get along with me..Humor or a good lawyer.." In one word, Danny can easily be described as a pest. He loves annoying people and joking around. But all he really wants is to shine a little light on this dark world. He does know when to stop his goofing off, but you may need to push him around a bit. Danny's awful facetious and sarcastic. He has a very dry and witty sense of humor and there's nothing he loves more than to make people laugh. He honestly does not mind the demons or half-demons. He can get along with anyone really and he really doesn't understand why others can't see that.
{ Likes } "Well, I love telling jokes, joking around, and playing pranks. I love making new friends too! Bothering demons and half-demons is rather amusing now that you mention it..I love noodles, they're so amazing! Uh, lets see..My favorite color is blue. I love swimming..I like the smell of any kind of water..Especially rain..Ah..There's not much I don't like I guess.."
{ Dislikes } "I don't like fighting..Unless I caused the fight and it's an amusing arguement..I hate being teased 'cause I'm small. Humorless people annoy me. I don't like being bored either.."
{ Strengths } "I'm pretty good at making people laugh and I take some pride in that. When fighting, I can dodge pretty easy. I do this a lot considering fighting is not my thing. I'm also pretty good at lying. I can make a lot of friends, allies, and enemies. See? I'm pretty skillfull..Haha.."
{ Weaknesses } "Like I'd tell you my weaknesses.." Danny can be a clutz at times. He's also a really weak fighter. This is why he often tries to avoid really serious fights. He also doesn't know when to be serious at times.
{ Powers } "A little thing I like to call electrokinesis. Electricity at the palm of my hands baby!"

▶ near and dear

{ Family } "My mother was an human and my father was an angel. I really don't know where they are now. I had an older brother named Mike, but he was killed by a demon. My little sister, Abby, is somewhere out there still."
{ Crush } "I'll keep my eyes open."
{ Status } "Always open for the ladies~.."

[capricious]

{ . amara "kay" everwood.

gender: female.
status: headed for
the department store.
species: half-angel.

❝i believe
everyone has
a story to tell.
it's just a matter
of whether or
not they get
to tell it.❞

Kay grinned in contentment, much more at ease now that Addan was here. She swept her sunkissed mocha-colored hair into a messy, low bun and uncrossed her legs, stepping off her platform of air for a moment. The grass was nice and lush against her bare, slender feet, although she swayed briefly, unsteady after having been in the air for such a long time. Once she regained her balance, she turned back towards the dark honey-colored wolf beside her. It always amused her how, despite the fact that he was a demon, he looked the part of a stereotypical angel: light-eyed and honeyed chestnut hair.

"Are we going to check out that grocery store you found?" she inquired, arching her back in a stretch. A couple days ago Addan had told her about a large department store, windows smashed from some sort of explosion, that he'd found during one of his morning runs. Addan refused to dip into the stock they'd buried underground for a rainy day, and she was rather tired of eating ham and cheese sandwiches.

She tilted her head in the direction of Faust and some female angel whose name she wasn't aware of. "We could ask them to join us, considering the fact that we cleared out every other store in a close vicinity." Her voice was loud enough so that the statement was as much a suggestion to Addan as it was an invitation to the two angels.

adam "addan" . }

gender: male.
status: headed for
the department store.
species: demon.

"don't wait around
for a fairy tale
to happen.
make your own
dreams come true."

Adam leaned against Kay's knees ever so slightly to steady her, although not enough that she would notice. He chuckled quietly to himself; she hated needing help from other people. When she asked about the store he'd found a day ago, he found himself shuffling his paws eagerly. While he had already taken down a young doe earlier, he was still in need of a new, preferably fire-proof jacket. His previous one had been singed by an encounter with a stupid angel who had an irritating affinity for lighting. It was irritating -- despite the fact that any abilities except for physical ones would never harm him as long as he set up his shield around himself, the shield never seemed to want to include any clothing not in direct contact with his body.

At her suggestion, his wolf muzzle curled into a snarl of distaste as he bared his teeth, but he didn't protest. The angels had just finished their intense encounter with two other demons -- they, while physically healed, still appeared mentally and emotionally drained, and posed little of a threat to him, in his opinion.

He wasn't able to help a snide comment, though, half to himself, half to Kay. "Although I don't think that female angel wants anyone cutting into her alone time with Faust," he stated with snarky amusement, ignoring Kay's warning glare and exasperated eye roll, choosing to point out, "Hey. I may put up with you, but that doesn't mean I have to like the rest of your disgusting species."

[Runningdawn]

[[ Ummmm, so we aren't accepting any more female right now, but your dude's accepted.

Gonna wait for Lalia to post until I reply, Estia. :3 ]]

[eden .]

[ I think I'll remove him then. Thanks. ^^ ]

[ I think, to make things easier, I'll put the commands in green and normal speaking in black. :3 ]

Lilith watched with bland interest as the effect was instantaneous. It was clear that these were rather malignant spirits. It was a shame that this girl had no way of controlling them, else she'd have been quite a useful necromancer.

"John and Jane," Lilith repeated, nodding her head an apparently oblivious to the pain that Naomi was in. "You know, I hear that humans use those names as titles for unidentified human cadavers." She turned towards Naomi and smiled baldly, taking in her tears with indifference. Quickly, now, Lilith caught Naomi's eye and held her there.

"You know, Naomi," Lilith was saying conversationally, taking her time, "they say that eyes are gateways to the soul. Perhaps it's just that it's not your own eyes. You see, whenever someone looks into my eyes, they see everything that defines them...which, if you couldn't guess, are fears and wants. One eye shows you your deepest, most secret and craved desires, and the other reveals your darkest and dreaded fears--fears, perhaps, that you're not aware of yourself." At this point Lilith couldn't even tell if Naomi was listening to her coherently. The pain must've been excruciating.

"You should probably shut them out of your head," Lilith suggested easily, blinking calmly into Naomi's eyes. "You should show them who the real master is: the vessel in which they speak."

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ƒємαℓє ● 21 ● ѕιηgℓє, ησ cяυѕн ● ∂ємση
ℓσcαтιση: City ● ωιтн: Kiro, Ragne, Naomi

[my Lalia]

Male, 22, Single, Human:
With: Demi

Jake lifted an eye brow as he looked Demi over again, he would of thought her a little younger then that but it was hard to tell at times or he was just bad at guessing peoples age. At her mention of angels and demons separating her from her group a flare of anger washed through him, he hated the "supernatural" they destroyed everything with care. He was told as a kid that god sent his angels to protect them, but he had seen his fair share of angels killing humans just because they "got in the way". Jake's jaw clunched and his expression became hard as he also thought of the demons. They were worse since they loved toying with his kind making them believe in things that would never happen if they would do a small favor for them. He had seen young girls come to his group pregnant with demons as the childs father, the birthing..... it was a sight he hoped to never see again.
Jake pulled himself out of his thoughts and nodded at Demi, "I see.... I too was separated from my group." He paused for a moment as hate filled his heart, "A group of demons attacked us, I'm not sure if anyone else got away." He said as his voice got a little bitter at the end, he shook his head as to try to clear the anger and the hate. He took a deep breath before looking back up at Demi and lowering his gun, if what she said was true then he would trust her.
"How long have you been on your own?" He asked wondering if she needed something to eat as she thin as if she hadn't eaten in a while. He reached into his pack and pulled out a small slab of smoked meat, he tore a piece off and offered it to Demi before she could answer his question. You idiot why are you trusting her so fast? A voice in his head asked, but he pushed it aside as he waited for Demi to take the food.

Female, 21, Single, Angel
With: Faust.


Brea hid a smirk of disbelief as she looked back at Faust, he really was arrongant. She couldn't believe that he had forgotten that he was at the mercy of demons not ten minutes earlier, he would of been under the control of the she demon had she not called out to him not to listen. Brea wanted to throw her hands up in the air and storm off but she kept her calm. "I know you can take care of yourself." She said softly, though in the back of her mind she disagreed with that statement.
When Faust turned away from her and looked like he was thinking hard about something, which she didn't really believe, she looked over at the halfling and the demon that was close to her. She lifted an eye brow at the add pair, it wasn't normal to see a halfling with a demon unless the halfling was part demon. Though Brea could tell that the halfling was no demon, human mix. She heard the girl's comment about inviting her and Faust to join them but she wasn't even sure if Faust was even going to allow her to follow him.
Brea looked back at Faust with suprise clear on her face she wasn't expecting him to say yes, joy filled her heart though she could see that Faust's intent wasn't the greatest. But she didn't care, as long as she had someone to watch her back she would be fine. "Thank you." She said calmly though you could hear the joy behind it. She looked back at the odd pair before looking back at Faust, she knew that he heard what they had said. Though the comment that the demon had said bugged her slightly, since she didn't think it looked like she liked Faust. Sure she admired him, but who wouldn't even if he was arrogant and slightly annoying.
"So?" She asked as she cocked her head in the direction of the demon and the angel halfling.

[eden .]

[ would it be odd to ask to change around Lilith's power? b/c since Brea also can tell when someone is lying, I think it'd be fun to give some variety. I already have a voice-related one in mind. Unfortunately for Lilith, it does little to improve her chances in the field unless she gets creative >> ]

[Runningdawn]

{:: N ᴀ ᴏ ᴍ ɪ ::}

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Some of us, we're hardly ever here
The rest of us, we're born to disappear

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Naomi turned suspiciously to look at Lilith as she spoke, not trusting what this demon was making her do. She wanted to run, but had a feeling that something would stop her if she tried. Naomi was, suddenly, brutally reminded why she hated the not-so-human side of her -- it was malicious. John was laughing again. "Try to run," he sneered, "It'll be funny."

And this time, Naomi was actually considering it, but Lilith start speaking again in the way that made Naomi listen way too closely. She felt a shiver run down her spine at Lilith's words, drawing in a sharp gasp as a splitting pain ripped through her head. "It doesn't work like that," she whimpered, shaking her head like a dog drying itself off, but something in her head was pummeling, beating down the voices in a way nothing had before. It was excruciating.

Naomi felt her mouth open in a scream, but no sound came out -- she crumpled in on herself, trembling, somehow feeling their pain. "You can't get rid of us! You need us!" said Jane, and let loose a scream that made Naomi's ear drums pop. She gave up trying to hold it in, breaking into spastic shudders (everyone seemed to be doing a lot of that lately). Naomi was used to pain. She had seen pain like no one else. But this was new. This was like someone pulling her apart, piece by piece.

"Stop it!" she screamed suddenly, turning her tear streaked face to Lilith. She grabbed the demon by her shoulders and shook her, much stronger than she looked, though that could've been because of her half-crazed delusions. "Make it stop, please!" she screeched, begging and desperate. She wasn't ready to let go of this yet, she needed time and she needed for it all to stop. She wasn't nearly as strong as a demon -- she was half-human and all too used to the voices that had become a part of her, like an extra limb.

{:: F ᴀ ᴜ s ᴛ ::}

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Today I stood and walked away
I'm never coming back this way

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Faust made a noise in the back of his throat at Brea's thanks, as if he couldn't really be bothered to say you're welcome. He turned his head, staring at the pair a few yards away from them, and narrowed his eyes. What was a half-angel doing with demon scum?

"So?" Faust repeated, but not in a it's your choice kind of way, more of a what's that supposed to mean kind of way. Human expressions still confused him. "So what?" He glanced at Brea, then at the unlikely pair before them, trying to figure out what he would be referring to if he had said so. Something like an idea dawned across his face, and he looked at Brea with an almost approving look.

"Are you suggesting we kill them? he asked, and, one could not be sure, but was there a trace of eagerness in his voice?

[[ Go ahead and change it, sounds fine to me! :3 ]]

[ping.]

[[ Ummmm, so we aren't accepting any more female right now, but your dude's accepted. ]]

[Awesome~ Thank you! ^^ Anywhere I can jump in?]

[Runningdawn]

[[ Hmmm, let's see, I think we've got like three groups of people hanging around...
There's Faust & Brea (angels) near Amara (half-angel) and Aden (demon), then Jake (human) with Demi (demon), and then there's a whole bunch of demons (Kiro, Ragne, & Lilith) hanging around, and Naomi (half-demon) is with them as well.
Uhhh so you could probably just run around and run into a group, it doesn't really matter. ]]