Elemental Angels (Return) -Rated pg 16-

JBCBlank · Apr 22, 2008

Elemental Angels

I made this a long time ago... and I posted it a long time ago.. it died because one of my Rpers was bringing down the rest so.... i have brought it back in hopes that this one will actualy finish... now I have this to say, if this Rp is sucessful, i will be making the story that apears into a Flash series... *smiles* just a little insentive.

{{Due to some Religious content, Reader digression is advised…}}

Legend: In the beginning, God made man…

As the legends of men dictate, after God made the world, the animals fallowed, and after that man was given life, so that someone could care for the animals as well as the earth.

According to the scriptures, after the great sin of Adam and Eve an angel was sent down to the garden called Eden with a single mission, to banish Adam, his wife Eve and cut the legs from the snake of Knowledge. After that many prophets fallowed, bringing the word of God to those who did not believe. Even God's own son was sent down to try and save those who God loved so much. But this story isn't about things that we already know to much about, this story is about what happened before Adam and Eve, about what happened to the animals.

The legends of the animals, whose ancestors were also born in the Garden of Eden, clearly states that after god Created the animals he decreed that his new creation, man, should care for the garden and the animals that lived within it. Dragon, who was king of animals at the time, did not like this scrawny creature telling him what to do and how to do it. And so he was given a very special assignment. God told him to search the earth outside of the garden, in order to find the seven perfect samples of the elements. At first Dragon questioned this action, if God was all powerful then why didn't he just create the perfect samples himself and spare him the pain of having to search, (this disobedient character that only Dragon possessed was the main reason for the extinction of his species at the hands of God's favorite creation, Man).

God simply smiled upon Dragon and said, "Why do I have to make them. If I am sending you for them then they already exist don't they? I simply forgot where I left them and I need you, who can fly endlessly, to retrieve them for me."

Dragon understood, For an all powerful being, God sure misplaced a lot of things dragon thought to himself. "I will go." Said he soon after, "I just wish to know why you need them Lord."

"It is a secret." That is all that God said before he retreated back into the ever lasting safety that was heaven.

Dragon left the garden and searched the cold earth for many hundreds of years trying to find the perfect samples that god spoke of. As it turned out, each element was hidden very well indeed, and once found they took the shape of different colored feathers that attached themselves to Dragon's powerful wings. After what must have been a thousand years dragon had found all seven feathers. Joy filled him as he turned to go home, but he soon discovered that he did not know the way back to the garden. He had no way to retrace his wing beats, for he had left no trail in hopes that not even the demons closest to Lucifer could fallow him in his Holy search.

Not knowing the way back he flew as fast and as far as he could, searching for any sign of the way. No matter how hard he looked, he could not find the garden that he missed so much. None of the gifts that God had blessed him with helped him, in his desperation he even tried to use his fire to persuade a wayward demon to take him to the garden. All the demon did was laugh at his misfortune and only asked why he did not just become a bird to find his way back, for birds were blessed with a direct connection to haven, those creatures were able to look at the beauty of haven when ever they desired and they sang in attempt to match the wonderful voices of the angels.

Near madness Dragon flew over the tallest mountain he could find and stood upon it, calling to the creator in hopes that he would get some answer or at least a feeling that would lead him home. Unfortunately, God could do nothing for Dragon, outside the garden Dragon's connection was severed and God could not speak to him to tell him the way home no matter how much he tried. With no other choice God sent his smallest and quickest messenger, Humming Bird, with specific directions to where Dragon still stood. He told the tiny bird to be careful for the world outside the garden was dominated by creatures of a fearful nature and that not even God himself dared to step upon it if he didn't have to.

Humming Bird, though filled with fear, flew at top speed to find the creature that he had considered his friend so many years ago. He was able to find Dragon in a few days, the great beast was cold and frightened so much so that he almost didn't recognized the voice of his old friend. After a few hours of rejoiced jabber Humming bird told Dragon that God had sent him to take Dragon home. Not long after Humming bird led Dragon back to the garden, it took them longer to get back because Humming bird had to stop and make sure they were going the right way, but they made it and All the animals rejoiced at the return of there beloved king.

Dragon thanked God a million times over for saving him from the evils that he had witnessed and felt outside the safety of the garden, especially from what the demons outside called Pain. Back inside the garden he no longer felt the fear he had felt outside and he was able to settle down and finally land. Unknowingly Dragon had brought the serpent known as knowledge with him attached and hiding on his tail, the serpent slid off and into the tree that bore the fruit of knowledge, there the malevolent beast felt at home and felt as though he could cause the most damage.

Dragon presented the samples to God a few days later, for he had forgotten about them in his haste to find home.

The black feather of Darkness was the first that he showed, he told the story of how he had found it at the bottom of a very dark pit and how inside the pit a creature that called itself Envy had tried to stop Dragon from taking the element.

The pure white feather of Light was next, he had found it in the rays of the morning sun a place that had been very difficult to find due to the fact that Dragon was accustomed to being a late riser.

The blue feather of water fell from his wings and landed on Dog who took it to God his tail wagging merrily, Dragon told how he had found in during a summer storm in which he had almost been struck by lightning.

The silver feather of the wind, he told, had been the hardest to get in that he had pulled from the wind as it passed over his great wings as he flew. "I missed it five times before I actually got it." He said and shared a good light with his friends.

The bronze feather of the earth, which had been quite heavy when he found it on the mountain that, was soon to be known as Sinai floated about and landed into God's waiting hands.

The Golden feather of fire had been the strangest to find because, it had been in his very own breath, which was not a place he had originally planned to look.

And finally the transparent feather of ether that had taken him the longest to find because it was attached to the very fabric of time and retrieving that had been quite a to do.

Once again, after all of the elements were taken into heaven, Dragon asked why God wanted them so much. This time God told him, "I am preparing for the end."

When Adam and Eve were banished from the Garden, Dragon believed that the end was that moment but since he didn't see any sign of the elements that he had been sent to find he came to understand that the elements were for something far greater then Mans introduction to knowledge.

That is where the story the animals tell ends, there is quite a bit more to this story. The only ones who know that live in heaven of course, for the ones who participated in it were none other then the three main archangels, Michael, Gabriel and Rafael.

God gave them the fun job of creating the seven perfect Angels, Angels so perfect that their beauty could rival the legendary Beauty Lucifer once possessed. That had been a beauty only known in the memories of those old enough to remember.

Michel was given the duty to create the angels of Fire, Wind and Light; Gabriel was given the happy task of creating the Angels of Earth, Water and Ether; Poor Rafael was given the lonely task of creating the Angel of Darkness an angel that he knew he had to create in the image of the original Angel of darkness, for that was God's will.

Michel and Gabriel created their angels quickly and trained them well in the arts of fighting and angelic pleasures. Rafael however took his time, taking many millennia's to faction his one angel and to teach it what it was meant to be. When they were done, they showed there products to God who right away approved of the many strengths and skills that Michel and Gabriel had bestowed upon their Angels. When he got to Rafael's Angel he found it difficult to understand, for it refused to speak unless Rafael spoke first. God was annoyed by this, but soon grew to realize that Rafael's Angel had only just been created and still was unable to speak for itself.

God then told the seven Angels of perfection, that they had one mission and one mission only, to infiltrate and defeat the evil and the darkness of Lucifer's kingdom in order to bring the antichrist to life as well as Christ reborn so that the end of man could begin. In order for this to come about, God would have to give each angel a Human Life, and since the Angel's were to powerful together, he knew that they had to be raised apart.

And so he sent theses new souls to different parts of the earth to virgin mothers who would raise them so that they could grow to the age of 15, find each other and complete there mission. Little did God predict that the free will that he gifted man with would filter into his new angel's the moment they were conceived and they I turn would have the option to defy him… if that was there desire.

And that is how your story begins.

Rp Goodies:

Angelic abilities: Each Element Angel has its own brand of Angelic abilities, the greatest of which takes the form of a different colored flame that erupts from the hands and lives in the eyes.
Flight is also an ability that all angels' share, wings how ever are not.
(The fallowing Elements Allow Wings; Fire, Wind, Darkness, and Light.)

The different Elemental qualities of the Angel's are quite different from Element to Element of course there is the option of working together, if they decide to work together, they can create Elemental combos.
(example: Wind and water create Ice.)

The different Elements have many abilities most easy to understand, others not so much. (For a complete list of each Element Angel's Abilities look near the bottom of this post.)

Angelic Weapons:
Each Angel was given a sword created by the hands of Michel, Gabriel or Rafael, (if you read the legend then you know which angel made your sword), the Sword however is very hard to summon, being that it remains hidden within your element until you find the way to bring it forth.

Angelic Wear:
The dress Code for the Elemental Angels is non existent; since they were given human form the traditional dress of the Angels was forgotten and replaced with time appropriate clothing. It should be well thought however, that it would be best to wear the color of your Elemental feather (from the legend) somewhere were people can see it.

Birth Mark:
Each angel has a birthmark, be it on the back or on the chest. This mark shows not only your element but it also shows your Mortal sin, (not in writing but as a symbol, example; Earth and Gluttony would be a dead tree with a fat man sitting under it.) No birth mark is a completely perfect image.

Angelic Helpers:
Each Angel was given a guardian to be there when the time for the Omega was neigh. It is always different but it is something that you always have with you. It usually takes the form of an inanimate object that has been possessed by a demon, (yes we have Guardian Demons.) They are named for the Sin what we choose.

Angelic Resistance:
The most important thing, each angel has a different direct Enemy each represented and named for a Sacred Virtue, (for a list of the virtues see the under the list of Mortal sins). They appear as humans, most are women and they are very powerful. They are mostly demons in human form but some are human's contracted by those who wish to stop the end from coming.

Angelic Weakness:
The seven Mortal sins have filtered into the once perfect angels, and they have had not choice but to live with them. It seems however that each angel has found a Mortal sin that they prefer above all others this sin is your greatest weakness, the thing that you do most of all sins. (So in other words, we each commit the same Mortal Sin regularly.) (For a list of the seven Mortal Sins, See under the list of Element Angel Abilities)

Elemental Abilities:
Fire; Fire will bend to your will. Your angelic flame color is orange.
Wind; if you learn how to control the wind well then you will discover that with that you can create electricity. Your Angelic Flame color is silver.
Water; the healing gift of the water gives you the powers to heal the wounded with a simple drink. Your angelic flame color is transparent.
Earth; you speak, the ground listens, you can also listen to the ground. Your angelic flame color is yellow.
Light; you have a direct connection to Michel and he can come to your aide if you really need him. Your angelic flame color is white.
Darkness; Complete control over darkness gives you the power to control anything around you as long as it is dark, you can also summon demons to assist you if the need arises.. Your angelic flame color is Blue.
Ether: Your powers are the complete control of the fabric of time and space, the down side, for every moment hat you change, a moment is taken from the life you have already lived, that means you loose your memories as well as family and friends, use your powers wisely. Your angelic flame color is black.

Mortal Sins:
Gluttony: You enjoy food most of all, it's what makes you happiest, yet you over do it every time, you get greedy and want all the food for you.
Wrath: You think of nothing buy vengeance; all you want is for everyone to pay for everything that they've done to you, even if it wasn't their fault.
Sloth: You're lazier then the laziest Demon, you would rather that someone else did it besides you, even if it's something that you enjoy simply because it involves moving.
Lust: You are led threw life by your libido and you listen to it always, when you want someone you want them that moment and you "Will" take them, whether they want to or not.
Pride: You're the best and you know it, and you make sure every one can see your greatness.
Greed: You want more of everything, even the stuff you don't need, you've just got to have it all!
Envy: You hate it when you see someone with something you don't have, be it an object, a person, or a character that you desire. You long for it more and more until you can't take it and you've got to have it no matter what the cost.

Sacred Virtues:
Temperance; Enemy of Gluttony, she enforces in self control.
Patience; Enemy of Wrath, he will not stop.
Diligence; Enemy of Sloth, he will get it done.
Chastity; Enemy of Lust, she believes that her abstinence will protect her from any evil. (And it does…)
Humility; Enemy of Pride, he helps everyone.
Charity; Enemy of Greed, She just keeps giving.
Kindness; Enemy of Envy, She loves too much and her kindness is impenetrable.

Do you think you are one of the Legendary Angles?
If so, Sign this contract.

WARNING: if you are easily offended, I suggest you do not join.

Name: (since your original Angelic name was long forgotten, place here the name that your mother gave you.)
Appearance: (A picture along with a brief description will work just fine.)
Birth Mark:
Chosen Element: (From the list above chose what Element you think you can handle.)
Sin: (What is your mortal sin? Remember one per Angel.)
Religion: (Chaotic, Muslim, Shaman, Atheist, Satanic Buddhist... What ever god you worship make sure we know.)
Birth place: (In what Country, City and Province were you born, remember not to be to close to any of the other Angels. Use your hometown if you want. I'm going to... )
Personality: (Tell me what you're like, keeping in mind your chosen Mortal sin.)
Rp Sample: (The most important thing of all, it will not only tell me how good you are but it'll also let me know how you discovered your Powers and your guardian. Creativity counts for 89% of my judgment. If you make me laugh, I might be more inclined to accept you.)

Angels taken;
Fire/Envy ~ Candy Kalster/ Athiest
Water/Gluttony ~ Haru Takami/ Pagan-ish
Wind/Pride ~ Carolina Cadena/ Catholic
Light/Greed ~ Jason Lyte/ Christian
Darkness/Lust ~ Alandros Niccals/ Satanist
Ether/Wrath ~ ((WE are missing an Angel!))
Earth/Sloth ~ Keani Tonatini/Athiest

use my sheet as an example said:
Name: Alandros Niccals
Appearance: Alandros feels the need to look good constantly, he has so m any zippers on his cloths that you can not bealive that he can walk. He also loves to wear all kinds of animal skins, the more expensive the better. His hair is the deepest red you have ever seen and his steal grey eyes pierce threw anyone making them crumble to his will.
Birthmark: Alandros has a dark birthmark just on the small of his back, it is shaped like an upsidedown cross dripping with blood.
Chosen Element: Darkness
Sin: Lust (I'm taking it because I think someone else will take it to far.)
Religion: Satanist
Birth place: Tijuana, Baja California Mexico.
Personality: As a Satanist he's mean and bitter to most of the world. He does how ever have a heart and will show it only to those who have proven themselves to be true friends. His roring libido will always leave him more inclied to help out a girl then a guy however, if the girl turns out to not be interested he will no longer provide her with any of his services.
Rp Sample:
Alandros runs his long fingers threw his dark red hair for the millionth time, he had been standing on this very same street corner waiting for his mother for over two hours now, "I'll be back in five minutes..." he blows hair out of his eyes, "yeah right." The golden inverted cross that hung from his neck glittered at any passers by, daring them to get close enough to see what the owner of the cross had to hide. A sudden tingle catches Alandros by surprise, he reches down and unzips the pocket on the back of his knee, producing a gorgiuse LG chocolate that he had bought with his own money, checking the Caller ID he smiles and slides it open, "Bueno?" he pipes marrily.

"Alan?" A sweet almost songlike voice erupts from the speaker, "I've been trying to call for almost an hour, I was getting worried."

"yeah? Reception is really bad on this side of town." He glares at a tourists, "Y TU QUE STAS VIENDO!?" the blond tourists backs away and heads in the opocit direction.

"Alan why do you have to be so mean to everybody?" The girl on the other side of the line asks.

"You know better then to ask that Pricila." He growls and turns his grey eyes on a tiny Asian girl who walked by, "What did you call me for anyway?"

"Oh, um... i was wondering...." she paused, "Could you come over tonight?"

Alan thought about it, Pricila was the dark skinned blond at his school, to whome he had proformed many a visit. She was fare of face but dull when it came to anything deeper the physical pleasure. "I think I could." He smiles, "Does 8 sound good to you?"

"Yeah, you know how to get in." She hangs up.

Alan nods and places his phone back into his pocket, he looks in the direction his mother had left, "Mom where are you?" he looks at the watch he had attached to his vest. "You said you'd-." He sees her, "MOM!" he waves.

She sees him and makes her way to him, "Alan." She says when she reaches him, "I thought you would have gone home by now...."

"You know I'll always wait mom." He says as he takes her purse and throws it over his shoulder. He was taller then her by a head and looking down at he only reminded him of how she was all he had in the world and he likewise was all she had. Offering his arm he leads her towards the bus that was supposed to take them home. Rain clouds had stared to gather when they found the right street, "Aw man…" Alandros complained running his hands over his brown Swede Jacket. "My jacket's going to get ruined…"

"I told you not to wear it." His mother says in an I-told-you-so kind of tone.

Alan looks at the clouds, he had a good ten minutes before they would drop rain, but still, getting off the bus would surly ruin his jacket. "I want to take the long route mom…" he says as the bus Marked 'Jardin'.

His mother nods as he helps her into the old blue bus, she paid for them both and Alan took the time to find a seat far from any windows. When his mother sat down next to him he smiled and let her wrap her arm around him. He closed his eyes, taking a nap on the bus wasn't unusual for anyone and he had suffered threw a very annoying day at school. He slept for a good hour, his mother read a book as the bus rumbled threw the streets, Alan only woke up because it had started to rain. Opening steel gray eyes he sneers at his own reflection, a sudden bump in the rode forces his forehead to collide with the window, "Are you ok?" his mother asks trying to hide a giggle with her hand.

Alan growls and rubs the now red spot on his forehead, "Yeah I'm ok..." he spies something out of the corner of his eye and turns to see a shadow, it stood there for a moment but disappeared quickly. Alan shakes his head and starts pulling off his jacket, underneath he had on a black cotton sweater that hugged his muscular arms and chest accenting his red hair and pail complexion. He turned his jacket inside out and put it back on, he smiled at the look his mother gave him, "If I'm going to ruin it I might as well not ruin the part that people can see." He pointed out tapping his mother's nose.

She turned back to her book, ignoring him, "What time is it sweetie?" she asked after a few moments.

Alan runs his hands over the hundreds of pockets on his pants, he finds what he is looking for in record time. He pulls out an old pocket watch that his mother had told him belonged to his father, "It's almost six thirty." He says and puts the watch back into his pocket. He sighed, his mind running over what he was planning to do that night, if it rained any more he would be forced to call and tell her he could not make it. "What do you want for dinner mom?" he asked so suddenly that he swore his Cell phone vibrated.

She looked up from her book and smiled, Her son may have been a Satanist but he was raised right and he knew what he should do. "We haven't had spaghetti in a while have we?"

Alan smiled, when she wanted something she always dictated it in the form of a question, "No we haven't." He answered as he fingered his golden cross.

It took another three minutes for them to get home, and another 4 minutes worth of walking in the rain Alan complaining about his jacket the whole way. When his mother had finally closed the front door Alan pealed off his jacket and shook it, "How is it baby?" she asked him as she walked over.

"The back looks fine but the front....." he shakes his head, "I have to buy a new one."

His mother sighs, "Well you know the rules."

Alan nods, "I know..." He had gotten a job at a library downtown, they paid him decently and he quite enjoyed it there, the only thing was that since he got the job his mother had announced that all of his clothes he would have to buy himself. He takes the jacket into his room and tosses it onto the bed, it lands spread out just a she wanted it to. He turns on the light and takes off his school uniform and tosses it onto his bed, a whisper catches his attencion as he pulled on a long sleave black shirt. "Huh?" he looks around his room.

He hears it again but this time he hears, "Alan...." he walks to where he had put his pants the whisper seemed to come from it. "Alan.. let me out..."

Alan ran his hands over all of his pockets and soon found a pocket that seemed to be burning, he opens it and his cell phone falls out, "What the-." His phone buzzes once then the screan dies, Alan picks it up and tries to turn it on, "What's going-?" He drops it suddenly as though it had bitten him for a strange charge had gone threw it. It sits on his bed for a moment before it rings, using a song that Alan had never programed it to ring with for anyone. Pickig it up again Alan slides it open and puts it to his ear, "H-hello..."

"I knew that would work!" A voice shouts so loud that Alan nearly drops the phone. "Hey! Don't drop me!" The cell phone hits the floor with a sickening crack that made Alan wince. "Great now pick me up!"

Alan did as he was bid, "What's going on here?"

"What do you think?" The phone blinks, "The name is Lust. And you are one of the seven perfect angels."

"Angels! You're talking to the wrong guy! I'm a-."

"Satanist... yeah... we demons know that.... just listen you have a mission and it don't matter what you belive in you have to do it."

Alan sighs, then puts the phone to his ear, "Alright... let me hear it..."

-JBCBlank

Scales · Apr 22, 2008

Name: Adrian Carter
Appearance: https://img401.imageshack.us/img401/3481/46626716zf3.png
Birth Mark: A small mark on the back of his neck. Shaped like an arrow with a straight line attached to it
Chosen Element: Either
Sin: Wrath
Religion: Christianity
Birth place: Vancouver BC, Canada
Personality: Adrian acts very social. He knows much about the world and likes to hear things. Adrian has a very logical mind and he perceives everything from another person's view before he takes action. He is smart in his own way but doesn't know any solid facts. He speaks in metaphors and sometimes when he is talking to people he might change the subject before the problem is solved. This sometimes causes Adrian to lose friends instead of gaining them. When Adrian hears someone say something wrong even if he isn't part of the conversation he will still correct them.

However Adrian has a very big perception of right and wrong. If he sees someone doing something wrong he can and will stop them. He always wants revenge if someone has done something wrong to in his vicinity
Rp Sample: Blank already trusts me with rp samples. She already knows my work

Master Trainer Empoleon · Apr 22, 2008

Name: Jason Lyte

Appearance: Jason is someone who wants everything for himself. He likes to wear T-Shirts with dollar signs or gold coins. He has slick, wavy white with green streaks , so everytime that you see it, it reminds you of money and his eyes are a liught brown color, so that everytime you look at them, they remind you of two shiny pennies.

Birthmark: Jason has a birthmark on his arm that looks like a hand overflowing with coins but the hand is still grabbing for more, the hand is also surrounded by rays of light.

Chosen Element: Light

Sin: Greed

Religion: Christain

Birth place: Miami, Florida, United States of America

Personality: Jason is one of the greediest people you will ever meet. Jason wants nothing but money, even if he has to steal it from his friends and family. Jason has been known to steal tips from resturants and to steal coins from the wishing fountains and malls. He also has been known to be extremely cheap. Jason does have akind heart,but it is coated with the evils of Greed. He usually does thoughtful things for others if he knows that there is a reward involved and will usually give all of the credit to himself, not acknowledging teammates in order to get the most of a reward. Jason is known to have a drawing full of drawings of money and has also been known to get angry around Chistmastime when he is asked to donate some money to the homeless shelter in order to buy Christmas Presents for underprivleged children.

RP Sample:

"Hi!...please make a wish in the wishing fountain, only twenty-five cents!" yelled the voice of a woman who was standing by a wishing fountain in the mall. Jason as usual, was coming to the Mall in order to buy things that he didn't need. He thought about going to the food court and eating the food just because it was there and because he didnt want anybody else to have any, but this fountain caught his eye. Jason looked into the fountain and saw the quarters in the bottom of the fountain. Soon, a thought popped into his head and told him to grab the quarters. Jason looked at the quarters in the water again and gazed at their beauty, the silver rainbow of quarters were calling him, they were pulling him. Jason reached into the water and began to take the quarters. He kept putting the shiny quarters into his pockets. Soon, people were yelling. "Stop Theif!" and "You ruined other people's wishes!" Jason ran and ran as fast as he could until he was takendown by a Mall Cop. As Jason was in the holding station, the cop walked up to Jason and told him, "You're a very greedy yong man." Now that's no way for an Angel to behave. "Wait..what are you talking about?" said Jason

"Well boy, you are one of the seven perfect angels. My name is Greed and you have a lot to learn about yourself. But Anyway, you might as well get out of here.

"Wait!..what do you mean by Angel?!"

"Oh." said Greed "You'll see soon enough...you'll see soon enough."

Jason later left the holding station thinkiing about what seh said. "There's no way in hell that I can be an Angel." He then shook the thought out of his head and began to think about his first love...money. Jason yearned for more money and decided on what to do. He was going to sneak into a casino. Jason also had to think of a slick way to get in unoticed, for he was underaged. After hurs of rummaging throughout his closet, Jason finally found a finely-cut, pin-stripped Italian suit, which was white with green stripes and what else?, but Dollar Signs. Jason also slicked back his white and green hair and Set out for the Casino. With this wardrobe change, Jason looked like he was over twenty-one. jason now was going to accomplish his goal, and that was to get more money.

As Jason played the slot machines with the quarters he sole from the fountain, and was pulling off an incredible win streak. All was going well until, the Casino boss realised this and didn't like it.

"I don't like this kid, I mean he's good, almost better than me."

"What do you want us to do about it?"

"Kill him."

"But he's just a kid boss."

"I don't give a damn, kill him anyway!"

As Jason was enjoying himself and was having the time of his llife, armed thugs with machine guns stood in front of Jason. These thugs looked like they were in the Mafia. They wore pin-stripped suits except their's were gray. They also wore porkpie hats and shades. Thoughts rushed through Jason's head.

"Damn...how am I supposed to get out of this one?"

Jason instantly ran for his life, the thugs began to pursue him even harder. Jason ran through the streets of Miami until he ran into an ally. The thugs were in front of him.

"Why do I have to die right now? Not like this..."

Suddenly, Jason realised that the Thugs didn't shoot. Jason was wondering why and he opened his eyes and saw a blinding white light.
The thugs were blinded and ran away. Jason was baffled on why and where the rays of light came from.

"Where...I mean how...did I do that?

Jason remembered what Greed told him and realised that he truly was an angel.

"So...now that my life is spared,where do I go from here...?"

Jason looked up at the nighttime sky for a few seconds and made his way home.

OOC: I'll add more to the RP Sample tommorrow.

Shadowfaith · Apr 23, 2008

Name: Kenai Tonatini

Appearance: Light tanned skin and dirty blonde hair with emerald eyes, a man any woman would be after in flash if it weren't for the fact he was so lazy and uncaring. He has a very slender yet toned physique with smooth, unscathed skin and people hate him for it. Why should such a lazy person have such a beautiful figure? It's not something Kenai really cares about to tell the truth, people can think whatever they want about him and he just would not care. His hair is cut into many layers and rests at about shoulder length to give him an unkempt look, normally shoving it up into a loose pony tail because of the heat. He wears no styling producst, simply because he can't be bothered. Being a surfer was kind to Kenaai because this meant he at least got enough exercise to earn himself a proud set of muscles upon the bony arms and a nicely defined six back underneath the smooth skin of his stomach and being a late riser and a mostly inactive teen meant that he got enough sleep to remain in tip top shape before a day of complete relaxation on the beach, yes life treated Kenai well.

Now, being a surfer meant that he had to have the proper swim wear and clothing, or else he would burn to a crisp under the harsh rays of the sun. Typically he wore a pair of black tinted sun glassed over his sensitive eyes, but when not needed the sun glasses were pushed atop his head to prevent the long bangs of hair from falling into his eyes. Of course a surfer wouldn't be a surfer without the accessories, these included a rack of wooden bracelets on each of his forearms and a shark tooth necklace strapped loosely around his neck by a black pull string. A matching anklet lay alone on his right foot which was also decorated by pieces of shell he had weaved onto the anklet for extra decoration in his spare time. His preferred choice of clothing was normally something cool and relaxing, which was why a pair of baggy, blue three-quarter length jeans with pull strings at the ends (just in case he wanted to go paddling in the sea) were his preferred choice along with a loose fitting black, net top, cut in a v neck to make room for the shark tooth pendant, this of course showed off his toned body, and upon his feet he wore either a pair of brown sandals or a pair of loose fitting brown vans with lght blue laces. Around his waste sits a brown leather belt with gold buckle and his jeans are decorated with multiple pockets and a brown pouch strapped to the back of his belt to store key items.

When in the colder days or camping, he would wear a black jacket with silver buttons and claps which clung tightly to his waste, it doesn't completely cover his midriff, but it would do on Hawaiian nights where it was warm, but not overly so. He also likes to carry a backpack with him which is orange in colour with a lighter coloured pattern ebroided into it. This carried a range of items from a compass and map for when he went hiking to goggles and a towel for when he returned from surfing. A nice addition to his appearance is the large tribal tattoo that he has running from his right thigh, curved around and up his back and then stopping at the curve towards his collar bone, the main centerpiece for this tattoo is on his back. Other additions to his appearance are the multiple piercing he has which include the tip of his right ear with a gold hoop and his tongue with an orange gem. Another charming addition to his being is the light gotee that decorates his chin and upper lip.

Birth Mark: Kenai's Birthmark is actually the centerpiece of the large tattoo he has, because it was positioned on his back, he could hardly hide it from anyone when he went surfing, so he had the tattoo designed around it to make it a little less obvious. It is in the shape of a tribal wolf sleeping under a tree.

Chosen Element: Earth
Sin: Sloth
Religion: Atheist
Birth place: North Shore (Oahu), Hawaii

Personality: Kenai is actively lazy, he does things regularly, such as surfing, camping, hiking and working, but he will do it at such a slow pace it's painful. He has an uncaring attitude towards almost everything and would probably sit and watch as the world fell apart around him rather than do something about it. He's typically a late riser and even then is reluctant to get out of bed and even when he is he is normally seen laying asleep on the beach or waiting on a wave out at sea. His friends have grown use to it and know not to expect to much of the lazy teen, but it does get annoying when your waiting on a person who's still making his way up the hill you climbed up maybe half hour ago because he is 'admiring the beauty'. Don't get him wrong, he loves the outdoors and really does like to take his time to learn more about the wilderness and admire it, but he'll do it at the slowest pace ever, not caring about how the others feel about it, he is his own person and will do things that he wants to do. 'Go on without me, I didn't ask you to wait' is normally what he says to his friends, but they're all in all to close to him to let him wander alone.

But enough about the negatives of his personality, Kenai is in fact a friendly person, though uncaring, he is not ungrateful for what he has and what people put up with, its not as if he tries to be this lazy, he just is. He likes to draw, paint, write stories and poetry and is in fact a very artistic and intelligent person; he just doesn't like to show it. He has a natural talent for knowing where to go with his sense of direction and prefers a calm and steady approach to things so that he can plan out in advance and strategize. He's also wise enough to know when he's beat and will gladly withdraw if he knows he doesn't stand a chance, which many just think to be cowardice, but is in fact Kenai being wise. He doesn't like to rush things, and doesn't like to be rushed, he has a very mellow attitude and even when he's in a mood will choose to just shrug his shoulders and walk off instead of making a fuss over it, which is probably worse to his offender than if he raised his voice. he always manages to get the upper hand in a fight even when he doesn't intend to, it just seems to be a natural talent to him.

Rp Sample: She was up the mountain again, taking her time as she climbed to the very top so that she could over look the sea below and just rest for a few hours. She whistled as she went and pulled her backpack onto her shoulders in a more effective position. She looked over the mountain edge and spied the sea down below, she made a mental note to go surfing a little later on when the wind picked up and there were better waves. The wind whistled lightly in her ear and the blades of grass were whispering in the breeze. She took a deep breath inwards and then released it after a few seconds into a content sigh. She took a bite out of the sandwich she was carrying and quickly finished it off as she reached the top of the mountain. She threw her backpack down and gratefully slumped down on the spot to make her self comfortable. "Finally" she whispered to herself. She stretched and flung herself onto the floor, putting her arms behind her head to act as a cushion. "Thought I was never gonna make it, I swear its getting longer and longer by the day," She yawned and looked up at the clear blue sky. "No clouds today huh? Man that means I can't play my game, drag." She moaned, turning onto her side and deciding to look out at the sea instead, it was more exciting than looking up at a clear sky at least. She groaned and realized she was too lazy to walk back down the hill "Bah, I should have thought this through." She muttered, regretting climbing up the mountain this particular time, she hadn't realized how much work had drained her today; lifting a few crates was no easy task for someone as lazy as her.

'You're telling me.'

Keani shot bolt right up, perhaps the fastest movement she had ever performed in her life. "What the? Who the hell?" She growled, looking around her to spy the trespasser. "Okay, who the hell's been following me? Tino that better not be you or I swear I'll…meh." She shrugged and threw herself back onto the floor. "Who am I kidding, I can't be arsed to put up with you today, if your gonna bug me come and bug me now and get it over with, eh?"
'Tino? Who's Tino? Oh that boy you mean the one that you have that crush on?'
"I do not have a crush on him" Keani muttered, throwing an arm over her eyes to protect them from the sun, completely disregarding the fact that she had a pair of sunglasses atop her head.
'I think I know just as well as you do' The voice cackled.
"Who the hell are you anyway?"
'I'm Sloth.' Was the simple answer.
Keani chuckled "Sloth? What kinda name is that?"
'Well, one would describe you as being a prime example of sloth, which is why I'm hear'
Keani snorted and took her arm from over her eyes. "You're my imagination aren't you? My mom warned me about that, said I needed to see a psychiatrist or something or other. Wasn't really listening at the time."
'I suppose you could call me that, but I am real.'
"Oh really?"
'Yeah, I'm the sin inside of you…or inside of that necklace of yours at least.'
"My necklace?" She murmured, fiddling with the sharks tooth. 'Your telling me I have a little person living in my necklace?"
'That's exactly what I'm telling you.'
"So…"She took the necklace off and hung it over the side of the mountain out towards the sea. "If I drop you, then you'll be gone?"
'It's a little more complicated than that; you won't want to drop me.'
Kenani smirked "Wow…your right…" She took the necklace back and held it in her hands, looking at it lazily from over her chest. "So, why are you in my necklace?"
'I'm apart of you. You ever wonder why you're so lazy? Well, that's me? I'm your mortal sin'
"Ah, you know, I did wonder…but it doesn't really bother me. I like being this way." She admitted, weaving the necklace through her fingers. "So what, does every person have a sin living in an object of theirs? Or am I special?"
'Your special all right, in fact your one of the perfect angels.'
Keani arched a lazy brow and hung the sharks tooth over her face, looking at it with a lazy interest. "Hmm?"
'Created by Gabriel himself, you are the angel of Earth. That whispering you hear from the earth and the reason why you know your way so well around places you have never been before, that's your elemental power,'
Keani sat up and listened closely to the earth, true enough it was whispering to her, but she couldn't quite make it out properly. "Oh yeah, can't really understand it though."
'Well no, that's because you're not completely in tune with your powers yet. Be aware though, the earth has different personalities in different locations, luckily this location has grown to like you over the years and is the reason that you can find your way around. Other locations might lead you astray and get you lost, so you need to learn how to listen carefully.'
"Hmm."

Getting up from the ground, Keani brushed herself off and yawned a little before turning around. "That's great and all, but I was going to go surfing a little today, so you can talk on the way." She mumbled, picking up her backpack and slinging it over her shoulder. "Besides, it getting dark and I want to get to bed early tonight, so as interesting as this is, I want to get home."
'That doesn't surprise me, but I could do with a rest myself'
"Good."
And she made her way down the mountain side towards the beach.

centi · Apr 23, 2008

Name: Centi Centera
Appearance: A scruffy faced-curly-haired teen. Wears a dark black sweater with fur around the hood and the cuffs, the sweater is only zipped half-way, in which underneath he wears an extremely teared up black shirt. He also wears dark blue baggy pants and slick black army boots. He has a greenish-red colored eyes, and has deep bags under his eyes. He has a dark carribean-hispanic skin color, has alot of hair everywhere. His hair is extremely curly and long, almost like an afro, the color is a kind of brown creme.
Birthmark: He has a mysterious scar that runs down from hi left cheek to his neck. It glows when he uses his powers
Chosen Element: Earth
Sin: Envy
Religion: Christianity
Birth place: San Juan, Puerto Rico
Personality: Very serious, talks only when he thinks he needs to, but he asks alot of questions. He likes to stay behind to observe everything, he has a strong nose and can sniff out danger, and almost anything else. But he is deafly afraid of swimming. He has a bad habit of growling at things he doesn't like. And has long fingernails that he sharpens every morning.
Rp Sample:
A small house in the jungle teams with life all around, a small door for the entrance slowly opens a scruffy faced-curly-haired teen walks out of the house, a small old-lookin man sitting on a log calls for the young boy.

"Centi Centera come over here!" The old man says.
Centi, the young teen, is startled at the fact that the old man knows his name.

"Que?..Who are you and how you know me name?!" Centi quickly asks, still puzzeled.

"I am envy and i am your guardian, you, my dear boy, are an angel, one of seven that is! You are of the Earth element and have many powers, i will teach you them."

Centi at first doesn't believe the old man, but after weeks of the old man staying on the log Centi finally agrees to be taugh. After several months of vigorous training and learning Centi finally truly believes him and has learned alot of his own past and of what he must now do.

Cariger · Apr 23, 2008

I really love the sound of this roleplay, which is why I'm tempted to join it. So I'll start working on an application now and hopefully it'll be decent enough to match with your standards for the roleplay. Also I don't mind changing/editing my character if you do not see her fit for the roleplay. And another thing, I wasn't sure if I could even enter with a female since you didn't specify the gender of the elemental angels. ^^o So if you want I'll also change the gender of my character.

Also if the fact that she's from the Western Hemisphere [like everyone else] I'll edit the character's location to be somewhere in Europe, Asia, or Australia.

--The Application--

Name: Carolina Estefania Cadena

Appearance: Being born of a virgin mother and being of an angelic descent didn't make this female look at all like those pictures on the Church walls of blonde haired angels with sapphire blue eyes. Although perhaps if she actually tried her best to look nice instead of just putting whatever thing on her petite five foot body, she'd actually look rather pretty. Carolina has natural emerald green eyes that glitter most of the time excitedly over something she may have accomplished or something she may have seen that someone else didn't get a chance to look at. Her brown strands of waist-length hair are usually put up in two pigtails, although on some occasions, she had let her hair loose so it could dance with the Caribbean wind.

Due to the fact that she doesn't live in Antarctica or any of those chilly places where the sun barely does shine, she has a natural tan that looks rather bronze. Although amazingly it hadn't gotten too dark over the years, perhaps it was the simple fact that she was forced to use sunblock while wandering around as a child. And it probably also was the fact that the girl was never too comfortable showing off too much of her skin, which was why even in the hot weather, she's most likely seen wearing some sort of short-sleeved white cotton blouse with a pair of red shorts instead of the typical bikini top and bottom that other tropical girls wear. She does have her days however that she'll give into the weather and wear a simple white tanktop along with her shorts, for the sun does not have any mercy for the citizens of Camaguey and Cuba in general. And this is also why she has a big tendency to either walk around barefoot or with simple sandals. Sneakers are saved for rare or special occasions like a hike.

As for her body structure, it's nothing extraordinary. For since she's a petite Cuban female, she has simple small curves that are noticeable, but not adored by many males. However due to the large amount of wandering around aimlessly on the island has caused the girl to develop well toned-muscles on her arms, legs, and abs. Not only that, but she also amazingly takes rather decent care of her nails, taking pride at how long they are and how they are much more durable they are compared to the other girls whose nails are so thin that they break every five minutes.

Birth Mark: Her birthmark is located on the right side of her neck, it's a star-shaped symbol with wavy lines around it. The star represents how pride is always trying to be the brightest thing in the room while the wavy lines represent the element that she was assigned to when she was created, wind. And although it is simple, it is also rather small and slightly darker than her natural skin tone. Thus why not many notice it unless they really are focusing their attention on her neck.

Chosen Element: Wind

Sin: Pride

Religion: Catholic

Birth place: Camaguey, Cuba

Personality: Carolina, or simply known as Carol is known for being a hyperactive female who doesn't think much before she acts. She's brave, courageous, outspoken, and pretty proud of who she is. She's not scared to go into some empty cave to see what's inside nor is she scared of trying new things. She easily adjusts to whatever situation she gets dragged into and reacts either extremely calmly without a complaint or excitedly even though she has no idea what's going to happen next. This makes her also a naive and clueless individual from time to time. For even though she has been exposed to many wildlife, tourists, and ect. She doesn't get certain things people do or certain things people say, thus meaning that she will just assume the literal translation of the action or saying or she'll just plainly have no idea what's the hidden message behind the action or the saying.

Since Carol was born from a virgin woman, many people had gasped and compared her birth to the one of 'Jesus Christ' since he too was born of a virgin mother. Perhaps it was this that had made the girl rather egotistical and prideful about who she was and prideful about everything she does. For even the littlest things she does [draw a picture, say something], she naturally brags about it. Making her quite an annoying girl to hang around with since she talks about herself like she's the most awesome thing created since God made the world. Plus with her ungodly good luck streak that has followed her since childhood, she also has another list of things to talk about to make her the center of attention. And when she isn't in the center of all the attention, she'll most likely do something outrageous or say something spontaneous to take away the spotlight from something else to focus it on herself.

Rp Sample:

**Warning, there are some swear/curse words and spanish in this RP sample**

Spoiler:

It was amazing that the government's current leader was stepping down from his glorious throne to let another take over the only communist country in the western hemisphere. But hey, it was about time too since Castro was too old to running the large Caribbean Island known as Cuba anyways. However even though the leader changed, everything was still the same on the island. Thus why Carolina didn't show much joy about the new change in her homeland.

Today was another day in the tropical island paradise for her, it was another day for exploring the sandy shores that was her home. "Me voy a la playa*!" The brown haired teenager shouted as she glanced over her petite shoulder so she could look at the old woman as she waved a quick goodbye. Then after doing that, she turned her attention on the dirt path infront of her as her simple walk had quickly transformed into a dash for the beach. For if she didn't get to the beach soon, it'd be overflowing with other Cubans like herself and tons of tourists. Not that she had a problem with tourists. Most of them are really nice and the American ones have an odd way of greeting her by sticking up their middle finger at her.

"I'm almost there!"
These three english words escaped her lips as she increased her running speed slightly, eager to get to the beach. She could already smell the nice salty water filling the humid air of Cuba. Yes, this was a beautiful day to go shell hunting. Her emerald eyes glittered in excitement as she already began seeing the pure white sand belonging to the beach and soon enough, her bare feet also felt the sand. But since it was only around eight in the morning, the sand wasn't as hot as it usually was in the afternoon, because then it would have really hurt if she ran on the sand.

So the hunt began, for soon enough, the five foot tan female began to walk on the sand, close enough to the water that she could feel the gentle waves cooling down her feet. After all this brunette didn't know how to swim, it was the one thing that set her apart from the other teens who lived on this island with her since she had no clue about how people managed to keep afloat in the water. She just sunk like a heavy rock whenever she was in the water. "Hmm, what's that thing?" Her emerald eyes were locked on a rather odd looking shell, it was rather greyish in color and it looked like one of those perfect shells to put your ear to so you could listen to the ocean. Thus why she picked it up and lifted it up to her ear.

However instead of listening to the ocean, she heard a voice. "Hey you!" Hearing this made her jump up and drop the shell instantly. "Cono**!" Her emerald eyes widened as she looked down at the shell, completely surprised at the fact that the shell spoke. But then curiosity got the best of her as she picked it up once again and once again, she placed it gently near her ear so she could hopefully hear the voice once again to confirm that she actually did hear a voice before and that she wasn't hearing things. "Yeah I'm talking to you shortie! Now listen up because I'm only saying this once." The shouting made her flinch a bit, but she didn't drop the shell and kept quiet as she continued to listen to it speak to her. "Now you're lucky I'm stuck with you since I'm the best out of all the demons. I mean seriously, Lust, Greed, and the others aren't half as great as I am."

Carolina still kept the shell close to her ear, however listening to the shell talk about how great it was made her sweat drop a bit. "Alright shell... Now what's the whole point of talkin' to me?" Yes, Carolina apparently accepted the fact that the shell was speaking to her, however as soon as she said these words in a slow yet confused manner she blinked twice and spoke once again. "Wait a minute, I shouldn't even be askin' ya since people don't normally have conversations with shells. People usually just throw 'em back into the ocean or keep them in their homes." She held the shell like a cell phone and listened to the shell's response. "What the hell?! You fool! First of all I'm Pride and secondly, you're one of the damn seven perfect angels! So shut up and pay attention to what I'm about to tell you!"

Hearing the shell's response immediately shut the brunette up, however she felt like telling the shell who named himself 'Pride' to shut up and stop cursing since he'd get struck by lighting if he cursed too much. After all that's what the old lady who took care of her kept telling her if she cursed too much. Also she felt like telling the shell that it was insane if it thought that she was an angel. After all, she was just a simple Cuban female. Sure she was Catholic, but she wasn't one of those super holy girls who carried a Bible with them everywhere, and she personally loathed going to church every Sunday. So why would anyone consider her a holy being, especially a shell... Wait a minute, why was she even bothering to listen to the shell. Only really insane people do that, and she knew that she wasn't crazy. She was too wicked awesome to be mentally insane.

But whatever, it wouldn't hurt if she listened to the shell some more. Anyways this experience was probably a good story to tell her friends later. So why not? So as soon as the shell began to speak once again to her, she listened with one arm folded over her well-toned bare stomach while the other hand was holding the shell so it was lightly pressed against her left ear.

* :: Means "I'm going to the beach" in Spanish
** :: A curse word in Spanish.

--Side Note:: My Spanish isn't the best even though I'm hispanic, so if I spelled anything wrong. Sorry. ^^o--

SilverTail · Apr 23, 2008

aww...all the good sins are taken....i'll edit this later once my inspiriation comes back...

Name: Haru Takami

Appearance: Haru stands about 5'9" and has medium cut deep crimson hair (nearing brown) that hangs down over his left eye. He has gold eyes and a scar on his right cheek from a childhood accident. He can often be found wearing a deep blue T-shirt that has a black whirlpool like shape on the back. His pants are made of a waterproof material, but often have holes in the knees from crashing, although he dosn't have a scratch on him, save his cheek. Despite having Gluttony as his sin, and loving to eat, he has a VERY high metabolism. Insanely so even, as he weighs under 100 Lbs. You can also find a small canteen at his waist from time to time, it's purpose is unkown by many as he never drinks from it.

Birth Mark: An almost black spiral-ish mark with a circle at the center on his right shoulder.
Chosen Element: Water
Sin: Gluttony
Religion: Pagan-ish. (believes in multiple gods, but unsure of which ones)
Birth place: Tokyo, Japan

Personality: Haru is an active and easygoing kid, although easily distracted. He strays away from religious conversations as he would usually get dragged into them, only to have kids yell at, and/or kick, him for 'believing in the devil.' Even through all the torment, he has pushed through it with a cheerful expression and a love for food. He loves to cook and dosn't care where he is when he gets hungry, and, as his stomach seems to accept almost everything, you can often find him chewing on random things. He can get a bit distracted, but can be brought back on track if bribed with sweet candies and foods, which are by far his favourites.

Other: Haru likes to carry a back of snacks around because he always loves to eat. He has also lived on the lake Michigan lakefront in southern Michigan since he was 8. He speaks bolth japanese and english fluently, but will slip into japanese occasionally when startled, in pain, or angry. Haru has developed an extraordinary sence of taste, even when his nose is plugged he can taste things to a 'normal' extent. (if your nose was unplugged when you ate something)

Rp Sample:

Pain. Sheer, almost completely unbearable pain. Pain that would last him weeks to come. Pain caused by bruises so harshly inflicted, that they were already turning purple, only minutes after the assault had started. They covered the young boy's chest, his back, his stomach, his arms and legs, and even his face. Dull yellow eyes looked out from under the deep crimson hair on his head, gazing out twords the large lake. It seemed to call him, comfort him, and so he followed the soothing voice of the lake, the gentle laps the small waves made on the shore, as if they were hands of an enormous entity, softly patting the ground next to it kindly and offering him a seat to rest his weary body.

Akwardly he sat, still in unbearable pain. A rib was broken. Ignoring the pain had become easy though, as he had had these kinds of beatings for as long as he could remember living here in america. a little over a year, considering what day it was.

His birthday. His ninth birthday.

A day that was supposed to be filled with laughter, and joy, but instaid with yelling and fear. Unknowingly, he had closed his eyes in rememberance of the days events. It had started off fine, his parents waking him in the morning with a breakfast in bed of a large stack of waffles loaded with syrup and a tall glass of orange juice, and a tall glass of milk. After that he had gotten up, thanked his parents, and then opened the few presents he had gotten.

After presents he had told his parents he was going to the park. That had been hours ago. When he had gotten there..all he had gotten were cold stares, harsh expressions, and cracked knuckles. Before he knew it he was on the ground, crying out in pain and for mercy. But mercy was foreign to these children of eleven and twelve. Why they hated him he would never know, but a blow to the face with someone's heel had stopped his train of thought in it's tracks.

The young boy snapped back to wakefulness. The waves had risen to his sides while he had been remembering. But it wasn't the water's gentle embrase that had startled him, it was the fact that wherever the water touched, he felt no more pain. Reaching down with a shaking hand, feeling the skin under the reflective surface of the waves, startled as he felt no pain from touching his shin, where he knew had been bruised and cut open only minutes ago. Even more surprising, was that his hand no longer hurt, his skin on his hand and arm sang with praise at the soothing touch of the crystaline liquid.

A thought of how, or why never crossed his mind. The only thing he knew was that the water had somehow healed him. Feeling his legs strong enough to support him, he rose ever so slightly.

What shocked him most now, was that the water rose with him. Staying cocooned around his lower body, protecing it from any more harm as it did it's magic. He lifted his other arm slowly and shakily, and the waves rose to meet his hand, the water slowly creeping up his fingers and along his arm, untill he was engulfed from the neck down.

Without thinking, he plunged face first into the near-freezing water of the lake, floating just above the bottom and turning to look up at the slowly fading light of sunset, the rippling surface distorting the orange-red color of twilight untill he realised he could not see it any more. without realising it, he went to take a breath. But no water filled his lungs. Only pure, oxegen-filled, lake air entered and filled them. His eyes widened at this, and, with newfound strength he put his newly healed body to work, plowing through the clear body of the liquid entity around him.

When he finnally broke the surface of the water, he found himself several feet above it, as though he had been shot out of the substance like a torpedo from a ship. Closing his eyes to avoid seeing the image of the harsh, blue-ish surface of his home rushing twords him, crossing his arms as he did.

But the water never came. Not in the way he intended it atleast. Rather than the bone-shattering impact, and ear-splitting smack of his body hitting the surface below, there was simply a gentle caress. Opening his eyes slowly he looked down at his own reflection. Wondering how this was he uncrossed his arms, only to see that he was floating on a shifting and rolling 'pillow' of water, hovering mere inches above the surface of the lake. Lowering his arms slowly he felt the makeshift platform lower itself back to it's source, before he was kneeling in the shallows.

Standing and looking around him, a smile spread across his young face, lifting his hands infront of him, he pressed them together, his right hand over his left fist, right infront of his chest. Bowing to the water that saved his life he didn't notice that the water seemed to 'bow' back, a single wave lifting infront of him and curling, before uncurling and returning back.

Standing he turned and ran back to his home, where dinner would be waiting with his parents, today had actually turned out better than he would have believed.

In the distance calls from his mother could be heard as she watched her son aproach.

"Takami Haru! What on earth were you doing in that lake?! Get those wet clothes off now or you'll catch cold!"

Takami Haru simply nodded, that same smile still plastered over his face as he walked happily to change his clothes, not noticing that not a single drop of water left him as he made his way through the house.

(dont expect them all to be THIS good. It took me well over a half hour to write up this monstrocety. Also note that I had the 'auto translator' in my brain turned on, so that you could understand his mother.)

Sweet Dreams · Apr 23, 2008

((Ooc: Sorry, Shadowfaith, I'm competing for fire. I think I'll lose though, so don't worry. If I do, can I reserve water?))

Name: Candy Kalster

Appearance: Candy was really a very beautiful-looking child, and at fifteen, she already tagged along a string of lovesick puppy-like suitors. Her glossy, golden hair rippled down her back in soft waves, which she rarely tied up for practical purposes, but mainly to be fashionable. When she absolutely had to, she tied it up stylishly with a thin, orange ribbon. Her eyes were wide and clear, with lovely, long eyelashes, but Candy felt they were a failure because of their colour. She fiercely envied anyone who had divine blue eyes, and so dearly wished that colour for her own – but her own eyes were possibly the furthest colour from it; they were amber. Of course, they were a beautiful shade with a scorching effect on most of the guys that had witnessed its gaze. She had a cute, button nose and full, pink lips that barely escaped a pout, except when she did pout, which was extremely often. Of course, when she smiled and her pearly white teeth were revealed, there were several who felt blessed and wished to experience it in all its glory just once more.

Her skin was milky, although she had a healthy blush upon her high cheekbones which attested to the fact that she was not ill. She would never be called either short or tall, and was slender enough to be graceful without being bony or seeming anorexic. The only reason why her body was as toned as it was was because she was a contempory dancer, and a rather talented one, at that. Her curves had already developed far enough to show that they were going to continue developing into something that other girl's would trade most of their possessions for. Which was good, considering that if she didn't look the best an angel could possibly look, then she would be envying the person who did, turning spiteful and cruel towards them.

Otherwise, her nails were always done, painted with a light-coloured hue and left longer than was necessary. She wore a bright, dandelion and sleeveless top, which matched her sandals when they were worn. Her orange, flare-out miniskirt was paired with an exquisite flower made of orange crystal, framed in gold and hung by a chain of the same colour around her neck; the whole necklace had been picked out by her mother when she had first started wearing the skirt. As for her feet, she either wore high-heeled brown or black boots, red or black laced-up high heels or sandals. Alone at home where nobody could see, she may slip her feet into the soft, adorable bunny-shaped slippers she bought for herself. Of course, she also wore other, orange or amber coloured jewellery, the most permanent of which was the crystal-studded bracelet she received from a secret admirer and a simple, golden bangle.

Birth Mark: Candy's birthmark was located just below her left hip-bone, which was a relief because she could cover it up easily. At first look, the birthmark seemed to be made up of three shapes with slightly different skin pigmentation. On a closer examination, the largest and darkest shape formed what could've been either a man or a woman glancing behind her and scowling. The medium-sized and slightly lighter shape was of a person standing behind them, soaking in the warmth of what seemed to be a campfire, which had a redder colour than both other pictures.

Chosen Element: Fire

Sin: Envy (Enemy – Kindness)

Religion: Pfft, it was all mumbo-jumbo to Candy – unless fashion was counted as a religion – or boys.

Birth place: Albuquerque, NM, USA

Personality: Candy might look sweet and adorable, and even seem that way, at first. Sometimes she really was, whether it was on purpose or not was an almost impossible thing to tell. Around guys that she really liked, she was an angel and as close to perfect as a human could get. However, she tended to become jealous of anybody that she felt may have something better than her, whether it be clothes, face, boyfriend or other objects, she would instantly get jealous. Depending on the situation; if the person flaunted their better item, or if she didn't get one even better quickly enough, or many other factors in the equation, her jealousy would turn into envy, and the envy turning into a spite that, if let alone to breed, turned into a black hatred, it could go one of two ways – it could die down into nothing, or it could turn to hatred. Luckily, the jealousy usually dies down after the first stage, but there have been instances…

When she was concerned or worried, her comments usually turned sarcastic because of the stress. However, if it was something as heartrending as a close family member in a critical situation at the hospital, she could stand on her own two feet if needed to, but wasn't too proud to keep from crying on somebody's shoulder if it was offered. If it was a prolonged situation, she took long walks through the streets or danced until she dropped, to think things through. Yes, even though most of the time, she was believed to be nothing but a spiteful doll, and believed this view herself, she did contemplate deeply when she was faced with gloominess. Of course, nobody but strangers ever saw this side of her, and most were scandalised that when her stepfather slipped into a coma, she didn't even bat an eye.

However, when she wasn't in any of these moods, she could turn motherly towards those she had gotten close to – although, where she came from, there was nobody except her mother whom she was really close to, and you can't be motherly towards your mother! However, if things affected her personally, she could scold somebody whom she didn't know from school and walk away in a huff before they could get a word out.

RP Sample:
Breathing in the cool, night air, Candy blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall. Swallowing, she glanced up at the sky above her, the cold pinpricks of light cold and uncaring, their celestial bodies having existed from long before the human race had populated the world, and would exist long after they were nothing but ruins and ashes upon the Earth's surface. She had just seated herself on a park bench, seeing as it was completely deserted. The air pressed heavily against her, and she felt like she was choking. The sob that welled up within her was muffled by her hands, and she thought of the hopelessness of it all. Seeing her father lay there, unmoving, with tubes of all sorts attached to his body and the monitor steadily beating along with his heart had affected her deeply. Now she was a total emotional wreck.

She felt something wet drop onto her fingers and wondered if it was raining. No, the sky was still clear, the stars still mocking the subsistence of the human race; the imperfect, dramatic creatures who feared death so much and felt that their life was important. Individuals were nothing but mere drops in a river, barely making as much as a ripple in the continuation of time. She realised that she had felt her own tears, and oddly enough, this provided her with the strength to keep from being hysterical or a teary, wailing wreck.

She reached up to clutch at the flower-shaped crystal dangling from a chain around her neck. She sighed, picturing her mother crying herself to sleep, as Candy often heard her do after such visits to the hospital. Tomorrow, there would be no school, and both mother and daughter would shut themselves away from the world and do everything they can to try and forget that a Kalster was not there with them, even as they fought to recall every one of their memories of him so that he would always be with them, even if…

'Even if he never wakes up, correct?' A deep, male voice asked her. She slipped off the seat in surprise and landed on the cool concrete underneath. Staring wildly around her, she scrambled up onto her feet, remembering that a leap in dancing could also be a very painful kick when directed towards anybody.

'W-who are you? What do-what do you want?' She couldn't keep a tremble from entering her voice. She swore that she never said anything out loud, so the mystery assailant had completed her thoughts.

'Well, I spy with my little eye… something that you're holding!' He spoke again, plainly trying not to laugh. She was still clutching the crystal flower to her breast, and dropped it in surprise. She had thrown a red jumper on, to keep from freezing and to look decent in the hospital. Her jewellery piece landed against it, and was silent once more.

'I can't believe it. So this is what it's like to have hallucinations,' Candy mused aloud. She reached up to grasp the flower again, certain that the voice would have disappeared.

'Don't let go, you!' Or not. 'The bond you have with this object means that I cannot speak to you if I'm not touching your skin!' He explained, rushing to get his message out before she could drop him again. When she heard this, she said the first thing that entered her mind;

'You perv!' Okay, so maybe calling your hallucination a perv wasn't the best way to go.

'No, calling me a perv won't get you anywhere too fast,' he told her, sounding as if he was very offended. 'And to answer your first question, I'm Envy. And you're an Angel,' he told her.

'Yes, everybody calls me that, so what?' She asked him before something occurred to her. 'Oh damn, I'm talking to myself and hearing voices in my head. I'm going crazy; I declare I should be locked up!' She moaned, shaking her head to herself.

'No, no, it won't help us if you get locked in an asylum! And they say that people who are really crazy don't believe they're crazy, see? So you're not crazy. You are one of the seven perfect-' he was cut off by her voice.

'I'm far from perfect, and flattery will get you nowhere,' she said sternly. At least she had nobody to be jealous of, since absolutely no-one was perfect.

'No, you're one of the seven perfect Angels, created by Gabriel himself!' The flower declared dramatically, expecting her to be shocked.

'Who?' She asked, blankly, seating herself. Well, at least this was interesting, and it was taking her mind off of… other things. She might as well enjoy it while it lasted.

'You don't know who Gabriel is?' It asked, and if he had a face, it would've been etched with disbelief.

'Uh… No,' Candy told him, making a face that stated "duh".

'Well, never mind then,' it said, seething. 'Well, you're the Angel of the element of fire,' he said, sure that this time he would get a good reaction out of her.

'Oh, this is getting better and better. So what, I'm the Angel of fire? Made by Gabriel? Well, newsflash, I was born just like any other kid,' she chuckled to herself, and thought that hallucinations were more fun than everybody made out.

'You were created to help wipe out mankind,' the pendant continued, extremely miffed.

'Oh, here we go; the standard Apocalypse setting. I should've known it would somehow involve the end of the world. Really, what else?' She asked, smiling at the hilarity of it all.

'You don't believe, huh? Well, find someplace with a fire and I'll show you,' he said forcefully.

'Oh, all right, whatever you say,' she would do anything short of suicide and homicide to keep her mind off of everything. This was the perfect distraction to do so. *I mean, it couldn't hurt to humour the hallucination for a bit, could it?* She thought to herself.

Of course, she found that she had been wrong; very wrong.

JBCBlank · Apr 23, 2008

I quite enjoyed reading all of the Sheets that have been put up, I am quite pleased with the turn out, the first time I put this up it took alot longer to fill the spaces.. now it turns out that maybe one of you might not be able to stay.., T0T and here I know and have worked with most of you before. Ok let's get down to it...

Nerevarine: Your Char is interesting, it cuaght my attention and I even snicker a bit. So you will be Accepted Mostly because I told you I would before this thing was even up.

Master Trainer Empleon: I like how your Char is coming about, but I can't accept you until you are sure you are finished so.. I'll have to put Pending

Shadowfaith: I like her I like her alot, finish up the sheet and you will be accepted but for now it has to be Pending.

Centi: The Rp sample should be made spisificly for this Rp. if you redo it then I will accept you. And because I'm a good person and I want everyone to have a chance, I'm going to put you in the Pending area. Work on that Rp sample and you will be accepted. ok? ((OMFGLOL, your Cubone's name is Boner?!))

Cariger: I'm familiar with your work, yes angel's can be female, so she's fine. I love your work Cariger, you inspire me to be a better Rper I think you will be a great adicion to this Rp, so you are without a doubt Accepted ((btw Alt+164 should be used in Coño))

SilverTail: Little bro, um.. a side note before I tell you where you stand, Um I already took Darkness so you'll have to choose anouther element, Pending

Sweet_Dreams: I like your Char and you have won above the others who have chosen those Elements. mostly because they never finished theres. sorry guys..But that is what happens when someone finishes before you... you are Accepted

Elements avialible: Water Light

Sins Availivble: Gluttony Sloth

There are two spots left and I have 4 people Pending..... I'm not sure If I'm going to make it first come first serve or what.... Well I'll just do that.. the first one's to make there Sheets to my standerds get's the spot.

Now here is the Rp mega rule, Posting in turns. As of now the list goes like this.

1st. JBCBlank (that's me)
2nd. Nerevarine
3rd. Cariger
4th. Sweet_Dreams

Ok that's all I have to say for now.. so get those Sheets finished up guys. I'll be editing the Angel's list now.

~JBCBlank

Master Trainer Empoleon · Apr 23, 2008

Hey, I just finished my RPSample. Hope it's good enough.

JBCBlank · Apr 23, 2008

Master Trainer Empoleon:I like it, You're Accepted

Elements avialible: Water Earth

Sins Availivble: Gluttony Sloth

That means two slots left.. *sweat drop* I forgot about Greed and Earth earlier...

1st. JBCBlank (that's me)
2nd. Nerevarine
3rd. Cariger
4th. Sweet_Dreams
5th. Master Trainer Empoleon

~JBCBlank

centi · Apr 23, 2008

ok i edited my rp sample for this rp, its kind of sketchy though, but hopefully itll do.

JBCBlank · Apr 23, 2008

Centi: To be as gentil as possible, I like your char, I really do, it has real potencial but you need to work on your story writing skills. I have to say that I like how your mind thinks and that you can be a great Rper with enough experience. This Rp however is for the more eperienced of us, sorry. I have to tell you that you have been Denied. If you want I can help you with the few things that you are missing, (mostly descripts and stuff).

Two spaces still remain:
Elements avialible: Water Earth

Sins Availivble: Gluttony Sloth

That means two slots left.. *sweat drop* I forgot about Greed and Earth earlier...

1st. JBCBlank (that's me)
2nd. Nerevarine
3rd. Cariger
4th. Sweet_Dreams
5th. Master Trainer Empoleon

~JBCBlank

centi · Apr 23, 2008

ok, thank you, really, ya i have a hard time not being lazy and writing less stuff.

Shadowfaith · Apr 24, 2008

Finished, changed to Earth. Wa smy second choice anyways.

SilverTail · Apr 24, 2008

I've edited. Tell me if I actually NEED an RP sample....if so i'll put something recent in, if not....bah, i'm done xD *ish lazy*

Sweet Dreams · Apr 24, 2008

The RP sample that Blank wants isn't really an RP sample... He just wants you to write down how your character discovered their gaurdians and the fact that they're angels. And I suspect to get a feel for your character.

JBCBlank · Apr 24, 2008

Centi: Better luck next time.

Sweet_Dreams:Couldn't have said it better myself, yet tecnecly it's still an Rp sample... mostly because it's a story that will link into the Rp later on.... well kinda....

Ok... to the rest of the stuff.

Shadowfaith: To long didn't read it.. you're accepted.... XD, just kidding I did read it and quite enjoyed it actualy. You are Accpted because of that wonderful mind of yours.

SilverTail: I'm going to Accept you only because I know you and I know how good you have become. I expect great things from this Rp so... make me look good lil' bro. **edit** and yeah that Rp sample was just awesome.

That means!!!

All of the Angels are taken!

Here is the list of how we will B Rping

1st. JBCBlank (that's me)
2nd. Nerevarine
3rd. Cariger
4th. Sweet_Dreams
5th. Master Trainer Empoleon
6th. ShadowFaith
7th. SilverTail

Now after a round of In order OOC's I will start the Rp, the In order OOC's are so that we can see our List in action and we make sure that everyone is ready for the Rp to start. Remember if you do not post in three days you will be jumped and if you do it more then three times you will be booted from the Rp and your spot.. will be given to.... Centi I think... since he showed so much interest.

Anybody else who wants to join the Rp can but they will only be siluette Chars, in such that they will only apear once and never be seen again, unless we like them. so that means. that any other Rpers out ther that want to participate but arn't angels can still add something out of the blue. as long as it goes within the current story line. Everyone got that? Ok let's see if everyone is ready.

~JBCBlank

Scales · Apr 24, 2008

OOC: I am ready for the roleplay

SilverTail · Apr 24, 2008

Added my sample. I want EVERYONE who is taking part in this RP to make some kind of comment on my writings skills, if that's ok with you sis.

Elemental Angels (Return) -Rated pg 16-

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