 Descending Through the Heavens to You. Lit.R.P.
Everyone has an angel.
The angels are being called. Every human being on earth needs an angel to proctect them. But from what, no one knows. But every winged being in the sky is being pulled towards someone, with the overwhelming urge to save them.
From The Dark.
The Dark that makes the sky cloudy and stormy. The Dark that is coming. The Dark that can't be stopped.
The angels are the only hope.
Rules:
Short bios.
You're either human or angel.
Ask someone to be their angel, or their human.
No G.M, or P.P.
Say "Monkey pants" to prove you've read this.
My Character
Name: Calar Asphodelle
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Blonde curly hair, blue eyes, glowing skin.
Angel.
__________________ And run from them, from them, with no direction, We'll run from them, from them, with no conviction. Cause I'm just one of those ghosts, travelling endlessly, I don't need no roads, in fact, they follow me. |