Post by Loratic on Apr 9, 2006 18:17:32 GMT -5
Guardian info:
name: Astral
age: 16
type: 'Guardian of Water/Rain' Neutral
looks/temper: A kind, gentle, and peaceful soul who wishes for nothiing other than peace. She fights, when necessary. Her skin releases a certain dismal glow. She is dripping water constantly. Her hair is a light blue hue. She has long baby blue nails. Her attire is a long blue dress. It clings to her wet body. If invoked to anger her eyes turn a dark blue, her bodice also turns to violent blue. She can create streams, rivers, lakes, and floods.
pupeteer: loratic
secret words in rules: Depressed Love???
RPG experience: Experienced
sample post:
The Guardian Angel known as Astral floats by. Following her is a trickle of water. Her azure eyes snap to a spot in the sky. The reak of evil activity is near. The angels hands flex. The orbs fill with tears. With the war never end? She saunters in the direction of the demons. Without surprise she finds three demons of low rank. Their attire was the predictable black and red. Tattered and torn, they hung limply on their bodies. It was obvious they despised the light of heaven.
"Go back to your obode, the place that reaks of evil and unforgiveness. You are not wanted here." Three pairs of red eyes gaze at the angel. Snickers are released from their greasy mouths.
"Who are you to tell ussss when to depart? You are nothing but a weak guardian angel!" The others found this highly amusing and bust into fits of laughing.
The guardian still held the essence of calm, composed, and un-amused. "I have warned you. If you do not dispearse I will force it apon you." With her words spoken her hands radiated a deep, penetrating blue. The water dripped from the girls body more than before. The demon's eyes widened in surprise and quickly scattered.
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Guardian info:
name: Bartimaeus
age: 19
type: 'Guardian of Lighting/Thunder"
looks/temper: A powerful, demanding angel. A sarcastic, and optimistic being. He is loyal and faithful to his side. He loathes evil with a deep passion. His attire is a white toga. The sleeves are black with the use of lighting and thunder. At times when the angel is mad lighting is released unvoluntarily.
pupeteer: loratic
secret words in rules: Depressed Love???
RPG experience: Experienced
sample post:
Bartimeaus walked in rage down a road. The path he had taken was one with many twists and turns. His uncovered foot hit the ground with force, leaving behind a black scortch. Lighting vibrated from his body of random objects.
Just recentally a battle had been lost to the dark. He had fought until his energy was sucked out of his body. He had been smote down by a weak dark and did not regain conciousness. His weakness bothered Bartimaeus. His hands clenched in frustration. He released a bolt of lighting in the direction of an innocent tree.
(short, I know. But my time on the computer is limited)
name: Astral
age: 16
type: 'Guardian of Water/Rain' Neutral
looks/temper: A kind, gentle, and peaceful soul who wishes for nothiing other than peace. She fights, when necessary. Her skin releases a certain dismal glow. She is dripping water constantly. Her hair is a light blue hue. She has long baby blue nails. Her attire is a long blue dress. It clings to her wet body. If invoked to anger her eyes turn a dark blue, her bodice also turns to violent blue. She can create streams, rivers, lakes, and floods.
pupeteer: loratic
secret words in rules: Depressed Love???
RPG experience: Experienced
sample post:
The Guardian Angel known as Astral floats by. Following her is a trickle of water. Her azure eyes snap to a spot in the sky. The reak of evil activity is near. The angels hands flex. The orbs fill with tears. With the war never end? She saunters in the direction of the demons. Without surprise she finds three demons of low rank. Their attire was the predictable black and red. Tattered and torn, they hung limply on their bodies. It was obvious they despised the light of heaven.
"Go back to your obode, the place that reaks of evil and unforgiveness. You are not wanted here." Three pairs of red eyes gaze at the angel. Snickers are released from their greasy mouths.
"Who are you to tell ussss when to depart? You are nothing but a weak guardian angel!" The others found this highly amusing and bust into fits of laughing.
The guardian still held the essence of calm, composed, and un-amused. "I have warned you. If you do not dispearse I will force it apon you." With her words spoken her hands radiated a deep, penetrating blue. The water dripped from the girls body more than before. The demon's eyes widened in surprise and quickly scattered.
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Guardian info:
name: Bartimaeus
age: 19
type: 'Guardian of Lighting/Thunder"
looks/temper: A powerful, demanding angel. A sarcastic, and optimistic being. He is loyal and faithful to his side. He loathes evil with a deep passion. His attire is a white toga. The sleeves are black with the use of lighting and thunder. At times when the angel is mad lighting is released unvoluntarily.
pupeteer: loratic
secret words in rules: Depressed Love???
RPG experience: Experienced
sample post:
Bartimeaus walked in rage down a road. The path he had taken was one with many twists and turns. His uncovered foot hit the ground with force, leaving behind a black scortch. Lighting vibrated from his body of random objects.
Just recentally a battle had been lost to the dark. He had fought until his energy was sucked out of his body. He had been smote down by a weak dark and did not regain conciousness. His weakness bothered Bartimaeus. His hands clenched in frustration. He released a bolt of lighting in the direction of an innocent tree.
(short, I know. But my time on the computer is limited)
