[PG-13] Witness (OOC)
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A revival of my old RP which didn't get too far the last time >.> Shall we try again?
Sarah O`Reilly was your typical teenage girl. She just made the varsity hockey team with her best friend Rachel, got the guy of her dreams, and finished the term with straight A`s. She was living the high life and nothing could go wrong. That was until the day that she missed her bus and had to walk to school. Deciding to take a short cut through the woods behind her house revealed a gruesome scene...
Spoiler: The Full Story (PLEASE READ at somepoint...)Sarah was walking the trail that wound through the dense forest, anxiously looking around and trying to hurry up and get to school. She wore one of her favorite outfits under her game day jersey. A pair of her beaten old black converse, a plain pair of jeans and a long sleeved black t-shirt that matched their black and red school colors. Tonight they`d be playing Poland, their sworn rivals since the beginning of time it seemed. She smiled to herself, there was no doubt that they were going to win, and she was going to be the star player. She could just feel it.
Her daydream was disrupted by a shrill cry somewhere off the trail, in the densest part of the woods. She stopped dead in her tracks, adrenaline rushing through her veins as she thought about what the hell that could`ve been. It came again, but was cut off in the middle of it. She could hear the blood rushing in her ears and she took a deep breath quickly looking around. She couldn`t see anything out of the ordinary and she disappeared off the trail towards the sound of that shrill cry. She tried to tiptoe around the twigs and branches not to alert any animals or humans that might have been lurking around. She started to slow when she heard voices nearby and another muffled scream. She finally could see something moving and she slowed her pace hiding behind a tree.
"Hey! Make sure she`s tied down tight!" She heard a man say. She tried focusing more intently on the one that spoke, he wasn`t that far away, but her eyes weren`t the greatest. They were in a clearing and there were four men circling a struggling body. When one of the men shifted, she could see that it was a woman...but there was something wrong with her. She looked human, except...except for the fact that big white wings sprouted from her back and were stained with red and they twitched! She gasped and shrank back farther into the shadows. One of the men turned and she squinted seeing him better, he had wings as well, except they were black. The man`s lip curled up in a silent snarl as he looked directly at the tree she was hiding behind. "Oy, it seems as though we have another to be worried about." The others stopped in what they were doing to look up giving the man confused looks. "In the trees!" He continued, "Mortal in the trees! She has seen!" He started walking calmly towards Sarah and the creature that was being tied down spoke up, "Run! Run mortal! They`ll--" She was cut off by a sharp kick to the head and Sarah cringed and turned running as fast as possible away from the scene, but she was no match for the black winged creature. It quickly caught up to her and wrapped it`s arm around her waist. She let out a tiny scream before another hand came and covered her mouth. She kicked and fought with all her might, but it still wasn`t enough. All it managed to do was aggravate the creature. He tightened his arm around her waist and growled in her ear, "If you know what`s good for you, you will no longer struggle." His nails dug into her skin and she winced, and stopped struggling. He made a satisfied grunt and continued walking her back to the clearing with the white winged creature.
"What are we going to do with her, sir?" One of the others asked jerking his chin towards Sarah. The others continued working on the white winged creature, but they glanced up shooting confused looks at Sarah. She was dropped roughly onto the ground and kicked out of the way. She whimpered and held the side that was kicked. She closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them again, the white creature was staring at her intently. It didn`t have any emotion in it`s eyes but the look was definitely a warning. "Get away young mortal. Or your fate will be the same as mine." She heard the voice clear as day in her hand and it made her even more scared than the men that were circled around her. The creature faked a small smile, "Don`t be frightened, child." It`s smile disappeared as it was kicked roughly in the stomach. It didn`t even wince though, which Sarah thought was even weirder than the fact that it had wings. "Heed my advice. Run, run as fast as you can." Another sharp kick and the creature seemed to have been knocked unconscious. Sarah whimpered and slid away from it, but she was quickly yanked to her feet by a different male this time. "Don`t even think about leaving us, sweetheart, we have a special surprise for you." It`s sickeningly sweet breath tingled on the back of her neck and she shivered.
Then, just like that, the male that seemed to be the ringleader of the group cried out, "Now!" One of the other black winged creatures picked up a weapon of some sort, a sword, and plunged it deep into the woman`s heart. Her body jerked from the impact and her eyes flew open before fluttering close again as her wings twitched before her body lay completely still. A silvery substance flowed out from under her and stained the green grass. Little flowers bloomed where the silver interacted with the dirt. Sarah`s knees buckled and the man behind her had to hold her up. Tears fell down her cheeks and dropped onto the silver liquid she assumed was the creatures blood. Then, three of the four other creatures turned to her and smiled evilly, "Ahh, my favorite pastime, killing mortals." The ringleader was saying. The one that wasn`t advancing on her was kneeling next to the body and spooning some of the blood into a tiny jar. Her stomach flipped with disgust and she looked away, but her chin was grasped and she was forced to look at the ringleader in the eyes. Fathomless, black, cold, desolate eyes that burned with a small desire in them. She cringed away from his touch, but she couldn`t go anywhere. She was trapped, trapped like that poor creature. And she was going to die here, in the middle of a clearing, at the hands of these creatures.
Just as she was accepting her fate, there was a strange flapping sound and she was suddenly dropped by the creature that was standing behind her. There wasn`t a chance for her to wonder what was going on, as she was quickly lifted up again and forced to start running. "C`mon you stupid girl move!" A soft voice called in her ear with urgency. She started running as fast as she could, but the voice was obviously annoyed with how slow she was going as she was picked up and carried. She looked behind the one that was carrying her back towards the scene that was unfolding in the clearing. Blurs of colors was all she could see: Black, white, green, and blue clashing and molding. The objects were moving to fast for her eyes to comprehend. She finally looked back at the person who was carrying her. An unbelievably attractive male, he couldn`t have been much older than her, a year or so maybe? His face was set in determination, his eyes straight ahead. She finally found her voice, "Wh-who are you?" She asked softly. The boy looked down at her briefly and she could see piercing blue eyes that stole her breath from her lungs. "My name is Alexander." He looked back ahead of them and could see a clearing up ahead, though he didn`t smile, she could tell he was relieved about that. Upon entering the clearing, he pushed off from the ground and big blindingly white wings sprouted from his back. She gasped and Jeremiah smirked down at her. "Surprised, young Sarah?"
It`s about a week after Sarah witnessed the death of a guardian angel. Alexander has been protecting her fiercely, because now that she knows, she`ll never have a normal life. She`s being tracked and hunted down, the demons will never cease to try and kill her. They`ll kill anything in their path to get to her, anything.
She had to move from her comfy home in the Adirondacks in Upstate New York to somewhere a little more miserable. Canada ( No offense Canadians! xD ). Alexander has been assigned as her new guardian angel and to better protect her, he`s even enrolled into her new school. Sarah is about to have one of the worst school years of her life. And maybe even the last...
So, that`s the set up.
Do you like it? Great! Here are the rules:
1.) This is a fantasy/romance RP. Although the two main characters are described here, I`m also requesting that there be other `good` angels and `bad` angels.
2.) Keep it PG-13.
3.) I am the GM, I will decide who joins and who does not. If you are interested, please post here with a completely filled out Character Sheet.
4.) I`m requesting that this thread be up for a while. I`ll be on often so I`ll reply as soon as possible, however, I understand other people have lives outside of RPA >.> So this means, I`m asking you to post at least three times a week. If you are planning on going away for awhile and you won`t be able to post the required amount, just shoot me a message. Thanks!
5.) These rules are subject to change at any given moment, if you do something, and it breaks these rules, ignorance will not be tolerated.
I hope this doesn`t deter anyone from contacting me, and I hope I don`t come off too strict, I just want to make this RP a good experience for all! And you can`t do that without decent rules.
Spoiler: Character SheetName:
Age:
Race: (Pure angel, fallen angel, human, or demon.)
Des-cription: (A picture is fine, if not, at least a paragraph.)
Weapons: (Limit of 4.)
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Personality:
Bio (optional):
Other: (Anything I missed that you`d like to share?)
Spoiler: The Order of Power in General...
1.) Devil/God
2.) Greater Demons/Greater Angels (They are of equal strength. Probably won't be seeing these in the RP as they stay in heaven and hell.)
3.) Fallen Angels/Guardian Angels (Are of equal strength.)
4.) Lesser Demons
5.) Rare Humans (Have the ability to see the Lesser Demons, Fallen Angels, and Guardian Angels)
6.) Humans (Cannot see any of the creatures listed above)
Spoiler: Accepted Players
Spoiler: Faith Moffit (Rare Human)Name: Faith Moffit
Age: 22
Race: 100% human
Description: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs32/f/20...amed_pepsi.jpg Please ignore her outfit xD
Weapons: A small, black pistol, and thats it
Skills: Very fast, also very stealthy. She is intellegant, which comes in handy sometimes.
Weaknesses: She is very fragile, whichh never works in her favor. Her skin is very sun-sensitive, so she tends to be more active during the night and/or cloudy days.
Personality: Very outgoing, spunky, fearless personality. She never takes 'no' for an answer, and doesn't take shit from anyone. She could probably snap your neck if you tried to get on her bad side. Overall even though she can be bad ass at some points, she can also be sensitive and thoughtful.
Bio (optional): It shall be revealed~
Other: Um..no.
Spoiler: Roxanne (Roxy) (Rare Human)Name: Roxanne (Roxy)
Age: 16
Race: Human
Des-cription: Roxy stands five feet and three inches. She has a deep gold tan year around. Her hair is raven black and when down is wavy until it curls around her waist. Her face is sharp, with prominant cheek bones and electric violet eyes. Her figure is little curves and all muscle. Although it does not look like muscle, she is mostly muscle. Her hands are rough and callused, feet too.
Weapons: She carries one glock in a holster on her waist, as well as cartridges across her chest in an x. She also has two knives hidden on her body as well as a metal studded whip.
Skills: She is a shoot and mostly hit shooter, fast drawer (as in she draws her gun fast), okay accuracy with the knives it throwing, but she is the best with her whip. She can also kickbox, and she uses a variety of techniques for hand to hand combat. She is also strong and fast.
Weaknesses: She can not see out of her left eye, even though it looks fine. She does hear well though. She is also extremely scared of the dark. She freezes up and has anxiety attacks if it is pitch black and she is not outside.
Personality: Roxy is a huge loner, she does not talk much. She has a cool calmness around her which is unusual for her age. She helps out whenever she can with people in need.
Bio (optional): She was raised in a gang, but not any more.
Other: She has a faithful one year old companion named Champian, a wolf pup who was abandoned and she raised it. He protects and loves her. She will be with Sarah.
Spoiler: Nero (Guardian Angel)Name: Nero
Age: looks 21, true age unknown
Race: Pure angel
Des-cription: http://famewatcher.com/wp-content/up...das-hoodie.jpg
His Wings: http://dark.pozadia.org/images/wallp...el%20Wings.jpg
Weapons: Angelic Scythe, 2x Desert Eagle pistols
Skills: Holy Fire Manipulation, advanced combat
Weaknesses: Fighting in small or closed spaces, volcanic temper
Personality: Kind and caring. Dedicated to the Lord and the rest of his brothers. Level headed and can keep himself very focused during a mission regardless of what it is.
Bio (optional): Nero was a Crusader during the third Crusade. During the slaughtering in Acre, he tried to stop another Crusader from killing an innocent woman, but that led to his death. For this sacrifice, Nero was ascended to Angel, and became a true Warrior of God.
Other: N/A
Spoiler: Akilsiz Saciar (Guardian Angel)Name: Akılsız Saciar
Age: Appears as 17, actually 612 years old.
Race: Guardian Angel
Des-cription:Spoiler: Akilsiz (Yes, he has clown make-up x3) The horns are real too =3
Weapons: Two wooden clubs rimmed with spiked iron-because he likes you to suffer, and the Ithaca M37 Riot-shotgun.
Spoiler: Deuce Clubs
Skills: Close-Quarters Fighting, Hand-To-Hand, Stealthy entrances, Torture, Melee combat.
Weaknesses: Large groups of targets, has a twisted sense of mercy towards demons, acts of true selfishness, Long-ranged attacks.
Personality: Saciar is undeniably bipolar, one half of him being as joyful and amazed with the world as a child or a stoner would be, the other half being incredibly brutal and frightening.
In his better mood, Akilsiz will remain at ease and refuse to hunt for Fallen Angels, simply enjoying any entertaining thing he can get his hands on or participate in. In this mood, even things as ordinary as grass and trees will catch his attention, causing him to wonder where they come from and how they work. Almost like an extreme form of ADD, except openly amazed about everything. He remains pleasantly indifferent about everything and is jovial in a subdued sort of manner, a permanent half-grin set on his face. He is fiercely protective though, and a threat to something he possesses (but not to himself) will result in a personality flip.
His violent mood is similar, but of a much darker tone. In this personality, the Guardian angel is less amazed with trees than he is with what the color of a Demon's internal organs are when they are smashed to bloody chunks, and if Fallen Angles can fly with their wings smashed and broken. He is much more inclined to hunt down unholy beings just for the fun of slaughtering them, and will hold very little patience with even his own allies if they question him and less if they attempt to stop his violence.
However, in this mood Saciar still has mercy, be it an altered sense of the word. If his victim's are able to make him laugh with genuine elation he will spare their lives by letting them free- this is only temporary because the Guardian Angel will hunt them again the next day with twice the ferocity, assuming his personality hasn't flipped again.
Bio: In the fourteenth century, Saciar was a gleeman, a position looked down on by the general European public. It is what is now referred to a jester or a clown, but without the festive face-paint and more actual skill. He traveled from town to town with a company of other performers, usually chased out for the belief that their tricks were witchcraft, when in actuality Akilsiz was hunting those that were seeking to summon unholy beings.
Even through all of the fear that the civilians felt, and the constant threat of death, the Gleeman continued through towns and villages, camps and hamlets to kill those that held unholy intentions. He had been lucky to get through a grand total of seventy-six locations without his actions being discovered, but on the seventy-seventh Saciar was caught literally red handed in the act. He was bearing a lit torch in one hand and a bloody club in the other as the house behind him was aflame, the owner killed.
Akilsiz had attempted to dissuade the summoner out of pursuing his goal, as the performer always had tried to do with those he discovered, but this one would not give up. Instead, the man completed one of the many dark rites and summoned a lesser demon, who then ate him. Saciar had tried to slay the beast, bloodying his club with a black viscuous fluid that was mistaken for human blood by the peasants.
The Gleeman was subsequently subdued and set to burn, a half-smile on his face at the irony of the situation and a job well-done, as his body was consumed by the flames. For his work, even though his methods were unclean, Saciar was given status as a Guardian Angel.
Other: Akilsiz was nearly cast down to hell once for his violent personality, instead he was given horns as a warning to avoid friendly casualties, a manifestation of what beings his attitude places him with, and as a constant reminder that he could become Fallen himself if he makes another mistake by beating his comrades who had tried to subdue him from torturing a Fallen Angel.
Spoiler: Azraella (Fallen Angel)Name
Azraella [Az-ra-el-la] Kira
Age
1938, appears 19.
Race
Fallen angel
Description
Spoiler: Azraella
Weapons
- The big, ancient sword at her back of course.
- Piano wires.
- Twin Pistols.
- And of course, a scythe.
Skills
- Gifted with the affinity to light at birth, her power became tainted along with her as she made her ascent from the heavens. Now, she is a user of dark arts, being able to manipulate it and use it to her will. Rarely, though it does happen, instead of shadow, a stronger dark light appears. The tainted Holy light.
- Her forte is not strength, but speed and stealth. She prefers doing work from the shadows, from behind.
- Better at long range combat against big numbers than close range, one on one. Her ability just works better that way.
- Killing. Slow deaths, fast, simply kills, the girl knows countless ways, paired up with the experience as well.
- Can summon tainted chains from nowhere to trap foe.
Weaknesses
Close combat, a fight of strength.
Personality
Azraella is a sadistic, professional assassin with no sense of mercy. Not a lot of sense for emotion all together really. Like her father(Azrael, angel of death), she's quiet, almost immobile since when she isn't ordered to do anything, she usually sits on a nice, cold and hard seat while writingdeathnotes in a small book. It was a gift from her father; though it couldn't really kill people, it worked on smaller things like birds or mice. Azraella, like her dad, just sits and scribble, and erase other names as they die. Sometimes, she'd go down to earth to do some personal reaping, guiding animals to heaven(yes, animals go there). But soon, she got obsessed with such a book; it would be the only thing she wanted to do. Kill. But she got bored of just writing down names. Temptation inflicted her mind, and she wanted to take it up another notch, even if it meant she'd lose her holy light. And so, it happened. With a swipe of her hand, a gash sprouted across a human's torso, his lifeblood pouring out, staining the floor with a demonic red. As she made the descend from heaven, she continued to kill; the crimson liquid of life was beautiful, and she wanted more of it. It was the only thing that made her feel, just feel. She didn't know what, but she desired feeling.
Bio
As she was born, the angels deemed her a gift. One with the affinity for light. So she was raised with care, though never envy, and lived normally. Until her eighth birthday, when a white book was placed in her hands. She had the book in her hands for a few hundred years, before she made her switch. She was an angel of death after all, and they were close to sin. To erasing names in a book simply became a bore, and when that happened, her mind was a blank canvas just waiting for someone to paint any picture on it, be it bad or good.
Her light turned into dark, her actions from holy to sin, her beauty from warm to cold, her wings from white to black. Every trip to earth she made, the further she went on her journey towards the Devil. Even the angels didn't realize the darkness she was holding, as she acted like she normally would; void, as if the white book she clutched in her hands was the one thing she wanted, ever. So the angels ignored her, and let her be. But it soon became too late to turn back. Nothing stopped her now; she didn't have to care what the angels would do to her. She killed when she felt like it, and sinned like it didn't matter.
Other
She loves dark chocolate.
Spoiler: Alexander Brennan (Sarah's Guardian Angel
Name: Alexander Brennan
Age: Looks 18 (2335 ~Was named after Alexander the Great~)
Race: Guardian Angel (to Sarah)
Des-cription:
Eyes- Blue
Hair- Dark brown
Usual Attire- Medium in color and brightness. Meaning he doesn't wear a lot of black or a lot of white. Usually very casual clothes. Jeans and a simple t-shirt.
Weapons: Two sharpened holy seraph blades, able to kill any being, one under each pant leg. A holy sword that is able to kill any unholy being (aka- Demons and the Fallen). Not necissarily a weapon, but a shield, able to deflect any unholy attack, again, not effective against humans.
Skills: Close combat fighting, good judge of character, and occassionally he's able to get psychic messages from God, also called, 'preminitions'.
Weaknesses: Not easily angered, but when he is angry, he's vengful and can say things that hurt without regretting it. Holds grudges.
Personality: Usually a calm and level headed guy, Alexander prefers to be called by his full name rather than just a short Alex. He's kind, but distant, which can drive girls insane. He oftentimes finds himself surrounded by mobs of them and, most of the time, he politely ignores them. He's very dedicated to his job and knows how to get things done. He keeps Sarah on a tight leash and often finds himself bickering with her while she tries to get more freedom from him. He feels as though Sarah doesn't understand her position and will do anything in his power to keep her safe, regardless of how she feels about his methods. He'll try not to kill others if he can help it, but if they prove too dangerous for his taste, he'll take care of said threat.
Bio (optional): When Alexander was born in 323 BC, he was born as a problem child, often rowdy and getting into fights with older boys, he quickly found himself on a downward spiral with only one end, death. Though, just as he was accepting his fate as a life long criminal, he met Anna. It was love at first sight. He chased after her for months, years, and all the while, he was slowly cleaning up his act. He finally got her to agree to go on one outing with him. It was the happiest, and saddest, day of his life. He took her to an oceanside picnic, they laughed and talked and teased one another lightheartedly. However, Alexander didn't know that he was being tracked... The memories of her screams still ring in his head from time to time. They were ambushed and she was killed almost instantly with a knife to her heart. Devistated and not in his right mind, he lashed out, killing every one of the five criminals that had
converged on him. Never had he wanted to die so badly in his lifetime, however, he knew he couldn't, not yet anyway. He went on a war path and spent two more years tracking and killing all of his old foes, and anyone he deemed unfit to continue living. He soon acquired the nickname "Angel of Death" and never had a title fit him so perfectly.
However, all good reigns must end one way or another. One night, he was ambushed again, this time by more than a crowd of ten, all men he once considered his friends who had pursued in their life of crime. He was killed, but God wouldn't let him die completely. As a form of compassion and of punishment, he brought Alexander up into His kingdom and assigned him as a guardian angel. Eventually, he made his way up the ladder and became a Great Angel. Only a handful of others were able to impress God so
much to have the honor of being considered a Great Angel. He lived like that for centuries, living his life on a large cushy throne, watching the mundane humans live out their lives until he came upon a particular one. One that looked so much like Anna it was as if she were back from the dead. He went insane and became obsessed and addicted to watching her live out her life until he couldn't take it anymore.
One night, he descended from the heavens and into the fitful dream of the Anna look-alike. He spoke to her and told her a vision he had, something no angel was ever aloud to do. He told her her future, how she was going to rase three lovely children and never have to go hungry or thirsty any longer. He was going to watch after her and take care of her unlike her unfaithful husband. It wasn't long afterwords that God had found out Alexander's ploy. Angry with him for breaking the holy laws of the angels, He cast Alexander down from the heavens and told him he will never be a Greater Angel again. He could never move from his position as a Guardian Angel and he will never die. The ultimate punishment for an angel, something he would have to live with for the rest of his life.
So, currently, that is where Alexander is. Forever a Guardian Angel, he has been put on Sarah's case to keep her safe at all costs. If he fails even one mission, he'll be sent to Hell, where there he will spend his eternal life in the burning embers of the endless fires of Hell. Though, this mission shouldn't be too hard, she is a descendant of Anna after all and he would do anything in his power to keep her from sharing the same fate as her anscestor.
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