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Postby fiver » Mon Mar 23, 2020 11:05 am

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Postby fiver » Mon Mar 23, 2020 11:43 am

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    it so because it calmly disdains to destroy us. every angel is te
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    have you ever thought about insurance? what if it was provide
    ded by a divine being? an angel to be exact. no, i'm not messin
    g with you or anything. the otherworldly creatures started sell
    ing their services of preforming life-saving acts, and for a pret
    ty penny too. thanks to project cherubim, angels can now forg
    e contracts with their clients and save lives if covered in their
    documentation. how exactly the bond works between client a
    nd angel is unknown, one of.... god's great mysteries i suppose
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    e celebrities, have stirred trouble within the community. ang
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    ngel society.... not only that, but robbing them of their immo
    rtality. which gives whoever this assailant is the perfect oppo
    rtunity to murder their victim in cold blood.

    humans and angels alike have been horrified of the gruesome
    attacks against the heavens. archangels and guardian angels a
    like have grown cautious alike, worried about becoming the ne
    xt victim. humans wondering the true accountability of angel c
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Postby fiver » Tue Mar 24, 2020 9:55 am

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Postby fiver » Tue Mar 24, 2020 12:12 pm

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    001. follow cs rules, that's a given fellas. 002. semi-literate. 0
    03. 400+ words per post please, just to make sure fellow buds
    have something to respond to. 004. two character max, one a
    ngel and one human. 005. joining the discord isn't required bu
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    on. 006. please use the character thread to post your characte
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    y one will survive. IN the instance of your characters death, I
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Postby fiver » Tue Mar 24, 2020 12:13 pm

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ใ€” โ– ใ€• ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ

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At the first hours of the morning light, the Coast Highway was nothing over a gray ribbon winding thro
ugh the ocean fog. A stranger to even the earliest morning travelers. Yet, despite obviously being mo
re than a touch arrogant, the guy made no attempt to pacify his late-night disturbance. Not when he
owned such a car. Smashing his foot into the accelerator pedal, sending his Lamborghini Veneno surgi
ng forward in response. His iPod had shuffled to something that made his speakers vibrate with bass,
rumble with the tune of the song. in the rearview mirror, the lights of new Zephyr twinkled like shim
mering stars. The Ferris wheel of the pier glowed sort of like a neon disk mirroring on the black glass
of the ocean. Up ahead, the rocky shoreline lay dark and calm in contrast to such an exhilarating ride
in progress. Music roaring, the man flattened the throttle almost involuntarily. He couldn't help hims
elf.

The world accelerated into a frenzied blur. He took each turn a touch faster than the last. Pushing t
he boundaries of the four million dollar vehicle. Anyone would feel the surge of adrenaline because t
he headlights illuminated the churning waters just beyond the metal barrier and rocks. He stomped h
ard on the breaks, his hands spinning the wheel of the speeding indulgence, pointing the Lambo back
on the road ahead... He had almost missed that turn. Letting a nervous breath escape his lips, he coul
dn't help but smirk to himself. If only his friends could see him ripping up the road just like the glorifi
ed pro he was... Then he'd have every girl hanging on his side.

The sound of the car's tires throwing stones against the metal of the undercarriage of the Lamborghin
i brought him back to his attention of the road. The man was caught off guard and in a quick act to ri
ght his driving, he turned his wheel sharply to relieve his vehicle from the rough terrain. But by doing
this, he half flew from the last turn right into the headlights of an oncoming truck.

The guy made an effort to try to swerve out of the course of the other vehicle, but there was no stom
ping the Lambo as it rocketed at almost ninety miles per hour. That's when certain catastrophe turned
into the feeling of sand under his shoe, how he seemed to sink a little under the fine grains of worn-do
wn stones... He didn't know what was louder; the sound of his heart pounding like a million drums agai
nst his ears or the waves crashing against the rocks nearby. Panting, he realized he was standing on th
e side of the road, just beyond the railing. Watching the collision unfold like it was in slow motion... K
inda like in those action movies... Only this wasn't seat gripping thrill. This was the type of horror that
froze blood cold in its tracks. The sleek, arrow-shaped automobile collided head-on with the other sma
ll car. It sent the everyday vehicle smashing into his and swerving violently over the retaining rail and d
own the rocky slope. Glass and metal debris sprayed over the edge like glimmering particles, like dust
caught in the sun's rays on a calm day. When the car hit the water, on its back, with a stomach-churnin
g smack. The man's Lambo boomeranged off the wall and pivoted across the road with the leftover mo
mentum of the speed it had been racing at, and now the collision. Breaking through the thin metal of t
he barrier and flying through the early morning sky before beginning its downward descent into the wa
ter. The sleek profile of the car, even after the crash, made it like those pool dive toys. Both cars bega
n their slow plummet into the icy waves. Bubbles sprouted from the interiors from both cars, violent a
nd foamy in contrast to the inky black waves.

The man was shaken by the spectacle he had just been witness to, he hadn't noticed the figure at his si
de. Turning, the first thing his eyes came in contact with was the looming pair of wings sitting on the m
an's back. Which at this moment, didn't strike him as the most extravagant thing he had seen that morni
ng. Silhouetted against the light of the moon still shining in the early morning light of blue hues mixed
with the fading black hue and stars.

The man blew out a small breath, only to pause as the warm sensation of something wet and warm drip
ping down his arm in a steady stream. The droplets collecting into a small puddle against the sand's sur
face. His gaze tried to make out the fluid before he glanced back to the angel. His guardian angel.

"I had no other option but to pull you out of the window. It was the only way to save your life." The ang
el smiled soberly, not taking his gaze off the man. "The cut is superficial and will heal," he continued.

The man blew out a ragged, stressed breath. "Right, Uh. This is my first time..." He said with the hint of
embarrassment as he fumbled shakily to his back pocket and pulled out the black leather wallet. He str
uggled to pull the card free from its pouch, finally getting it free to hold out to the divine creature that
only watched him with amusement as he made no attempt to grab the thin plastic offered to him.

"No need, I have already taken the liberty to transfer the funds from your account."

"Right, sorry..." He stammered as he returned the card to its place and then slipping it back in his back
pocket. "Uh... How much... Was this? To save me?"

The angel moved a brief moment, his wings shifting slightly. A few feathers spreading before they retur
ned to pristine position. "Full coverage, one hundred thousand dollars. Like we agreed." His tone was sm
ooth and velvety.

The man's gaze drifted to the sinking cars. Only the slightly lighter coloration under the waves made ind
ication of the event that had just disturbed the sea's surface. Both were fully submerged and only a few
bits of loose metal and god knows what else bobbed around the area only to be brought out to sea and l
ost.

"What about them?" He asked.

The angel only then turned to follow the gaze of the man. Watching the sea's waves with no change in e
motion. "They didn't have coverage."

The man nodded slowly as if taking in the fact that he had somehow managed to survive while someone
else had lost their lives... He didn't know if he should consider himself lucky or unfortunate that he'd hav
e that weighing on his conscience. He had been the cause of that accident. His own ignorant actions... c
ost people their lives.

When he looked back over, his mouth had already begun to word his next question but his angel was gon
e. Leaving him in the wake of approaching sirens...
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ใ€” โ– ใ€•๐Ÿถ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿท. ๐™ต๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐šŒ๐š” ๐™ท.

Postby fiver » Tue Mar 31, 2020 4:43 pm

        โ˜ xxxxx๐™ต๐š’๐š—๐š—๐š’๐šŒ๐š”xxx๐™ท๐šŽ๐š—๐š›๐š’๐šŽ
        x[role; angel]x[age; twenty-two] x[gender; male]x[sexual orientation; demisexual] x[tags; open] x[feeling; nervous & excited]
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          โ—xxxIf there was one thing that the young angel hated... It was parties... Not for the reasons you would think. Well, if you knew him you would absolutely understand why he might have a inkling to not enjoy parties. Nonetheless, out of common courtesy he found himself getting ready in order to attend at least looking his best...

          Every now and then it wasn't unusual for Seraphim to hold some sort of festivity or gathering for the citizens of New Zephyr to enter the gates of Seraphim and hold a grand party of sorts. Finn didn't know if it was some sorta scheme in order to socialize angels who wanted clients or if it was a honest to god event out of kindness... Perhaps he was thinking too far in it... This year it was being held in an event plaza where there were rumors of fantastic dishes and alcohol. Everyone was presumed to dress their finest and come out one night and enjoy the luxury of the angel city. Around the later hours of the day, which wasn't too long from the current time. Held in the famous Cherubim mansion. It is breathtaking. A neoclassical, Italian palazzo-style villa, it contained vaulted ceilings, dramatic staircases, and a sleek, modern interior design. The home had been featured in many social events and gatherings... Including events such as this. It was defiantly nice, he was sure they would have it decked out and ready for the guests tonight. Everything pristine and perfect.

          Slipping from the shower, Finnick spread out his indigo wings, smoothing his hand along the surface to flatten down any feathers that were sticking up. Finn found himself hiding his wings away and out of sight more than he ever did in letting them show. Not only was it easier for him but it was just... Something he did subconsciously from past repetition. Every now and then it was nice to let them out, to groom them properly. Only when he was done did he retract his wings, they disappeared into his bareback, leaving two small marks that were nearly undetectable to the naked eye.

          Stepping from the shower, the angel uncannily nearly slipped on the wet, cold, tile of his bathroom floor. His hand flew out and grasped the sink. Sighing gently, he grabbed his towel and dried off his fair skin. Lacking a single flaw, holding a cool, porcelain-like appearance. Only a few speckles of moles littered his skin like scattered stardust in the night sky. The cloth brushed along his flesh to gather the wetness that soaked his skin. When finished, Finn brushed his teeth, then hair, then following with deodorant and just the smallest splash of cologne against the nape of his neck and wrists.

          Finnick's algae green gaze drifted to the foggy mirror, only the vague shapes of his appearance colored the blurred image. It was better that way. No doubt to cloud his decision to go or plague him with anxiety in what he'd do exactly when he got there... No, no. Surely his friends were going, he'd have them to keep himself occupied and having a good time. No worries.

          Turning away from the sink, he draped the towel along his hips. The room was rather homey but held a small touch of lavish edge that separated him from ordinary and angel. Nice monotone colors; blacks, greys, whites... Blue was a subtle accent color that gave it all a splash of color but it was awfully out of Finn's normal rather plain go about things. Honestly, it was a gift from his mother. An apartment just outside the gates of Seraphim to give him the most human interaction and lifestyle without completely secluding him from other angels. He couldn't complain, he'd rather be here than in the complex condos, skyscrapers, and mansions that dripped with the finer things in life... Too much space, too much... extra that he didn't want or need in life.

          Finn made his way to his wardrobe where his indecisiveness worked in helping him choose out an outfit... In the middle of his digging and pushing hangers, the angel thought briefly of the others... He wondered if they were actually going... Finn chewed at his lip before going to his bed side table to grasp the smartphone from the charger gently. He pondered slowly before going to the group chat with Christain, Jesse, Dakota in it, before typing his message;

          ' ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ? ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ :๐˜ค '

          Breathing out through his nose, he ran a hand through his wet, brown, locks before heading back to the closet leaving his phone on the mess of the plush comforter. Finn finally decided upon a simple denim button-up shirt, black pants with brown suspenders, and a light brown jacket. To give his outfit a bit more of a formal appearance he grabbed the matching brown bow tie that went the suspenders... Of course tying his bow was a mess, Finn couldn't manage to get his fingers to do what he wanted, almost giving up he glanced around a bit frazzled before grinning as he spotted a simple scarf. Grasping it gently he put it around his neck loosely before nodding satisfied. Finn slipped on brown dress shoes to finish up his outfit.

          Very rarely did he dress so fancy... Even if this wasn't probably the best formal option, it was as formal as he was willing to get dressed up for in a... senseless occasion. Already feeling like an ostentatious peacock, the young angel decided against any accessories or doing anything with his hair.

          Every now and then he'd peek in the direction of his phone, hoping for some sort of response before the time crept any closer to needing to leave... 'Come on fellas... I'd give anything for a response before I go alone...' He thought desperately, only finding he'd have to go now and hope they showed up in time. Christain was a flirt and good dancer, this was right up his alley of something he'd like to do... Surely he'd be there. Dakota and Jesse were a bit quiet like him... So Finn worried they'd not end up showing. He'd have to find out when he got there to know for sure... Surely Deimos would show up just out of the pleasure of babysitting and mocking him... That he was sure of. Surely Finn could manage to avoid him entirely...

          ' ๐˜๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ, ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ! ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ! '

          Finn fumbled on his phone to send another message before sending it, unable to fix the few typos he made but it was normal lingo for the young man. Wondering to the kitchen he glanced around for his keys and wallet, luckily this was the first day he found them in a moderate time period of about seven minutes. Turning off the lights, he went to the door only to stumble as he nearly fell over his coffee table.

          "Dang it, get ahold of yourself... You're about to be around a bunch of angels... Some that are no doubt important. You want to leave a good impression." He scolded himself in a small breath as he felt around the wall before managing to escape the confines of his apartment and head out of the door after locking it. slipping his keys in the front, left pocket. He made his way down the stairs, only a few close calls but Finn didn't miss a single step this time. Surprising as it was.

          Giddy off the rather meaningless accomplishment, he opened the door of his apartment complex to exit the building before closing it gently behind him. Breathing in a breath of the fresh dusking sky. The atmosphere held a wonderful set of warm oranges, yellows, purples. Starting to bleed into a hue of blues and blacks. Clouds drifted somberly in the otherwise clear sky in its masterpiece of colors.

          Finn smiled gently before turning and heading to the gates of Seraphim, tucking his hands in his pockets as he walked down the sidewalk. He only lived a few blocks from the nearest entrance of the angel city. So he didn't bother with driving because... Well, that was a story on its own... Walking was his most common route of transportation. He had only taken the bus, train, or subway a few times... He didn't mind. It was nice, seeing the other people walking in little groups, some on their own. Ladies wearing beautiful flowy gowns, some short, some extravagant. Men adorned in their finest suits, some rather casual. Finn enjoyed things like this... There was so much to see, so much to learn... People watching was his favorite past time... And a night like this held plenty of opportunities...
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โ”โ” " 001 " KODA

Postby crabodile » Tue Mar 31, 2020 5:44 pm

    โ”โ”โ”โ” d a k o t a !!โœ โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”
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    dakota's fingers were cold when he slipped his hand in his hoodie pocket, fishing for his phone. jasmine huffed indignantly from her place in his lap, and he let out a puff of air in lieu of an answer to the cat. the sky was beautiful, a hazy, pink glow, and he wanted to gaze at it forever if it meant it would stay like this longer. but, like the calm before a storm, his phone made a soft chine, looking for acknowledgement, and he was snapped from his musings with the intention to check his notifications.

    so, as any person might, he paused his sky-gazing and unlocked his phone. there were messages from the group chat, and he realized quickly that they were spaced apart quite significantly; he must have missed the first one. jasmine snuffled his hand then stood, her prickly claws digging into his faded jeans as she stretched. dakota hadn't been planning on going to the party, not really, but finnick's messages portrayed how much he disliked being alone, and dakota could relate to that. finnick was also his friend, so there was that, but dakota wouldn't want to be alone if his other friends could come along, so he wouldn't leave finnick hanging.

    plus, he hadn't been around people in a while. jasmine was good company, and the groupchat was always creating a ruckus on its own, but it wasn't the same as real interaction. his mom hadn't called in a while, and he hadn't bothered leaving the house to check up on his fathers grave. perhaps the beautiful sky was a sign; everything was going to go fine if he went to the party. maybe he'd see a cute boy. if not, at least he'd spend some much needed time with his friends (and people in general).

    i'm coming he typed, sucking his bottom lip in between his teeth. just to make sure finnick didn't expect him sooner than he was ready, the human added, in a little bit.

    given that dakota could hear her bell jingling in the bushes as she moved, the male assumed jasmine had already found something else to occupy her time. so, he stood up to go back inside. the old, wooden door creaked as he pulled it open. the air changed slightly, turning stale from the lack of circulation. he would definitely leave a few windows cracked when he left. with the thought in mind, he turned to open the one above his sink, clean and empty except from the bowl he had used not too many hours ago.

    once he deemed the window significant, dakota began to pull off his hoodie as he walked to the bedroom. it was covered in cat hair, and his skin was already itching, but even so he assumed the party was more formal. a hoodie would be looked at oddly. he ditched his jeans as well, trading them for a pair of form fitting, beige khakis. next was deordorant, then a simple, black button-up shirt adorned with a red tie. he dug around for a pair of socks, only finding a mismatched pair but deciding his black boots would cover the colors.

    dakota scrunched his nose when he caught sight of himself in the mirror, quickly running a hand through his messy hair. it didn't take the way he wanted, just falling back into its original place, so he gave up after a few tries and let it be. if he looked like a drowned rat, that was okay. he was just going to have a good time and let himself be busy for a while.
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