The Search Has Begun~Demon/Fallen Angel~Semi Lit Accepting

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Form For Fallen Angels:
Username: 4everReborn_Yamamoto
Name: Will Takashi
Age: 19
Gender: male
Appearance:
Personality: He is somewhatlonerish and prefers to keep to himself at times. though if he finds someone that he can trust he'll be an open book to them. He can be very optimistic at times, and also extremely sacarastic, so most choose not to take him literally. He normally lays low and only worries about himself and no one else and so far its been good. but so far, no demons have recognized him.
History: Will knows nothing of his true past. He woke up on Earth when he was about 16 knowing nothing except for the fact that he had been an angel, and was different from any other person. So he has been living on his own for nine years and has never worried about anyone eles life on his shoulders, because he never bothered making friends. He always avoided those who talked to him, and never brought people too close. Knowing that it would only bring him heartbreak and sorrow.
Fears: He fears being alone once he has found a true friend, and they leave him for someone else.
Strengths: If he has his friends life to protect, he'll fight with strenght that cannot be matched, its unbelievable.
Weaknesses: fire
Power(Only one): To control nature?
Crush: ... If anyone can get past his barrier.
Children:... ummm... no..
Husband/Wife:....
Other: Nope, I think its been all covered!

Form For Humans
Username: ^^^^ Above
Name:Teirra Sawada
Age: 16
Gender: girl
Appearance:
Personality: She is happy all around and is always optimistic and looking to the bright side of things. She always trys to make her friends laugh, because it makes her feel like she's fufilled something in life. Se is very smart and can be strong but she doesn't know very much. Though before her Grandfather passed away, he taught her a variety of swordsmanship that would prove useful in a fight. If someone says something about her friends or threatens them, she becomes extemely aggressive. Don't call her short, otherwise you'll recieve one of her famous rants.
Do they know about Demons/Fallen Angels?: Yes she does, but very little. She has onnly seen small phenominons.
History: Ummm nothin much. Teirra was an average Highschooler til suddenly all of her family began to pass away due to mysterious causes. No one knew why, nor did she. But before her Grandfather died he told her about the angels and their powers. She thought it was silly, but the thought nagged her for some reason. So she decided to take her Granfathers word and began to train harder and harder each day since then.
Fears: Darkness and being left alone
Strengths: She will fight with her dying will if she has someone that she must protect.
Weaknesses: Water, ice
Crush:.... Mark
Children:...only 16..Really? No
Husband/Wife:...>.<
Other: *Shrugs and shakes head* Nope!

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((bump))

[herondale.]

(( Woah! Forgot all about this! ))

Damian walked along the dingy corridor in silence, his arms hung loosely at his sides but his hands were clenched tightly into fists. He sighed quietly, hearing the pitter-patter of rain outside. He always forgot to stop changing the weather when he changed his mood but now he didn't want to change it. Rain helped him build up his energy and strength. He sped up a little, eager to reach outside. He headed down the stairs two-at-a-time then quickly darted outside and he immediately smiled as the rain hit his skin.

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((Me too, I was just looking through my posts))

Clarissa was bored, stuck to the confines of her apartment, the gloomy weather and the somehow barely working light that hung above her head made no effort to improve her modd. She wished she could move her leg, she wished demons didn't exist, she wished she was a better person, but she knew if she spent her whole life wishing she'd never acomplish anything, why did she have to be so pessimistic? It's not like the world was ending! Clarissa really did hate herself sometimes, even though she was no longer a demon. She sighed, why did she have to feel so miserable?

[herondale.]

With a deep sigh Damian stared up into the sky, the water making him blink a million-times-a-second but he smiled all the same. He already felt replenished and slightly happier. He was still ****** from his earlier conflict with Luke. God, he hated him more than anything else in the World. A low growl broke him out of his happiness and he lowered his head with a low sigh. Apart from Clarissa, everyone on Earth seemed empty to him now.

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Clarissa put her chin up, she knew her situation could be worse, she could be abused, miserable and friendless. She was none of those things right now, Clarissa just felt useless. She wondered why she never seemed to be able to help anyone, she wondered why people either seemed to be out to get her or just annoying. Clarrisa sighed again, she tried to smile, but not even thinking about wonderful times could improve her gloomy mind-set. She went and sat down again, tired, bored and somehow sad. Nothing had gone particularly wrong in her life, she just seemed to feel different.

[herondale.]

Damian felt his spikey hair flatten to his forehead and the back of his neck was now covered in goosebumps, but he loved to just stand in the rain. He looked up at the sky once again, trying to tear himself away from his emotions which, right now, he was running from.

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Clarissa got up again feeling fidgety and bothered. She made herself some water, she took a half-hearted sip them poured it away. Even the new her, the human her, with new hair and all sorts still felt glum.

[herondale.]

(( We need some more action!! :C ))

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((I know, but my creative juices are running low with all the rps I'm in ))