{taking flight} ♥ [multifandom roleplay] {accepting!!}

[tim.]

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xx name: tim wright

xx nicknames: the liar

xx gender: demiboy

xx age: 28

xx romantic orientation: demi-panromantic

xx personality: to be roleplayed

xx crush: open

xx past: prior to death

xx fallen or angel: you can decide,
it's a bit confusing

xx wing color: black

xx abilities: incredible liar

xx other: forgets bits of memory,
occasionally finds a mask
he can't get rid of,
isn't quite himself sometimes

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xx name: nabooru

xx nicknames: sage of spirit,
leader of the thieves

xx gender: cisfemale

xx age: unknown, somewhere in 20s

xx romantic orientation: panromantic

xx personality: to be roleplayed

xx crush: open

xx past: died when becoming a sage
beyond that, unknown

xx fallen or angel: angel

xx wing color: red

xx abilities: sneaky,
excellent with swords

xx other: n/a

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hope you don't mind me making two characters. ^^;;

[Wixoss]

{Can we start?}

[ryuunosuke]

(accepted, and we may start!
tim will be a fallen.)

[ryuunosuke]

[mihile-tags:open-location:theskies]
It was a bright day. Which was normal, considering that the Angels got to stay up in the breezy, cool skies. Mihile loved and relished in the light, the light was his guidance. He made himself comfortable on a cloud, fluffing out his wings. "Nnngh..." He stretched for a bit, and realized that he was supposed to be on guard duty. "Aaaugh!" He leapt to his feet, and tumbled out of the cloud clumsily. "G-gosh darn it..!"

[tim.]

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tim || fallen || tags; open
Tim huffed, his wing outstretched. He never wanted this. He never thought this was even possible, now that he thought of it. But here he was, with a broken wing and even more broken spirits. He ached inside, feeling ill. Like something had been ripped away from him. It felt almost as bad as... No, he wouldn't think about it. Today was another day of the same old thing. He would try to get an Angel's attention. Again. He felt he should give up, at this point, but that it was so close. That he could manage to speak to one. He closed his eyes, imagining what it would be like. He realized he had nothing to even say. The liar heard the screams again. He stopped thinking for a while.

nabooru || angel || tags; open
xxxxxxxxNabooru sat on a cloud she called her own, previously awoken from a nap with the sound of a distant yell. Rolling her eyes at the idea she wouldn't be getting anymore sleep soon, she rose up, looking around. Her legs hung over the side of the cloud, feeling the nothingness beneath her. She still wasn't used to it. Nabooru found herself reflecting, as often as she did, on how she became an Angel.

[Wixoss]

Moral|Fallen|Open
Moral stood up and gazed at his wings. He frowned. Judging from the time he'd spent here, there didn't seem to be any other minimum holders. Sighing, he looked around the dark atmosphere that was where he spent life."Without Nice or Art-kun this is boring..." He muttered. Moral hovered slightly over the black clouds, scanning the area.

Hajime|Angel|Open|

"I'm hungry." She muttered. Standing up shakily, Hajime decided to go look for something to eat. Her wings were folded back, as to not get in her way. Walking around, she grumbled.

[tesla ezekiel]

name:
jiggy pepper
age:
not mentioned in the manga/anime; unknown
fandom:
tegami bachi; letter bee
angel or fallen?:
angel
personality:
very serious, but is always listening when he needs too. he's quick on his feet, and is skilled at what he does.
backstory:
if you get close enough to him, you'll find out.
wing color:
they look like a hawk's wings.
abilities:
uh... he's good at shooting a bullet?
other:
n/a



name:
zazie winters
age:
unknown
fandom:
again, tegami bachi.
angel or fallen?:
angel
personality:
he's stubborn, and has a liking towards many things. if zazie has his mind set on something, he goes for it, and never gives up. he's a great friend, but might take a while to get used to.
backstory:
get close enough to him, he might tell you.
wing color:
black
abilities:
same as jiggy....
other:
n/a


name:
kevin r. free
age:
unknown
fandom:
welcome to night vale -- what, did you think that this was more tegami bachi??
angel or fallen?:
fallen
personality:
very positive, but he has a... different way of looking at things. kevin enjoys pictures of teeth.
backstory:
unknown
wing color:
goldish-yellow with red tips
abilities:
n/a
other:
kevin has a third eye, but it's covered up by medical tape.

[.:Grell~Sutcliff:.]

{{Awwwww no, not Kevin xD}}

Sabrina Michaelis||Angel||No tags
Sabrina let out a small sigh, fixing her gloves. It made her laugh, the fact she was an angel, even though she was a demon, in any case, at least she didn't have to deal with Ciel, or Grell for that matter.
With another sigh and leaned back on her cloud, closing her crimson eyes.

Grell Sutcliff||Angel||No tags
Grell frowned at his wings, whining to himself about the fact they weren't red enough, with a groan he sat up, looking around, spreading his wings and laughing, for absolutely no reason.

Alois Trancy||Fallen||No tags
Alois pouted, he had been looking everywhere for Claude and just couldn't find him. "Claaauuuudddeee!?!??!" He called out, wiping his teary eyes.

Cecil Gershwin Palmer||Angel||No tags
"Carlosss??!?" The man called out, looking around, flapping his wings, he couldn't find his boyfriend anywhere, and he was worried, this place sure as heck wasn't like Night Vale, and Cecil didn't know how to cope with even the slightest bit of normality outside of Nigh Vale without Carlos.

[ryuunosuke]

(accepted ♥
please give me a while to update the front page!)

[tim.]

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tim || fallen || tags; open
He understood fully well why he was here. It had been his fault, all of it. He deserved to be here. But he couldn't help thinking that he also deserved to see Jay. "No," he thought, "I don't deserve to see him. But I need to." Tim needed to apologize for all that he had caused, for everything he kept from Jay. For everything he had put Jay through. His head ached, his mind being driven from his anger at himself.

nabooru || angel || tags; open
xxxxxxxxThe irony was something she considered often. The leader of the thieves, the Gerudo leader. Second-in-command to the great Ganondorf, king of thieves. The one who took over the entirety of the sacred realm, turning it into a desolate wasteland. Sure, she had plotted to stop him, and even trapped him in the sacred realm forever. But more importantly, she had once worked with him. Nabooru pondered why she hadn't seen the Hero of Time yet, but she supposed that perhaps he just hadn't visited.