I know this is cliche, but I have an idea, please join, first to respond accepted
Sure! :D love to!
Awesome.... (sitting bored taking notes in World Hist. on Africa.... Reply comes.... sweet)
I was thinking my charrie would be a neko/fallen angel
The opposite a dark angel
Mm. Chem. sounds cool!
Awesome... I'll type my skellie
Race: Fallen Angel/Neko
Weight: 170 Lbs
Height: 5’ 7”
Appearance: Very pretty, she is slender. Her hair is like a dark auburn with teal streaks. Her skin is slightly tan. Her ears are like a cat’s, they are also auburn as is her tail. wings have been stripped
Do you have a charrie in mind yet?
Appearence: tall and lean with large muscles. Black hair and gold eyes. Blueish black wings.
Race: dark angle
Lets get started?
Ps; I'm decidated to my RP's...... I hope you won't lag
(well, during the day. School and what not. I'll let you know if I'm busy at nigh.)
In a dark quiet alleyway. Fyre is alone, crying
Akiva walked slowly down the alley. He spotted the girl and frowned. "Why are you crying?"
"I'm no good." Her back is bloodied and is soaking through a pretty teal blouse. "I'm bad."
"Why?" Akiva asked softly. He eyed hr back.
Fyre sniffles harshly. She whimpers a bit before talking. "M-my wings were stripped....." She replies without looking up. Tears keep pouring from her soft red eyes.
'An angel, great...' He thought. Akiva sighed and touched her shoulder. "Will you be okay?"
She looks up at Akiva. Her eyes meet his brilliant gold ones. She blushes. "I-I don't know...." She whimpers loudly. "Oh...."
Akiva lifted her up. "Come on; I'll fix you up..." He didn't usually reach out like this but he couldn't leave her there...
Fyre blushes. "T-thank you. I-I'm Fyre." She clings to Akiva's neck.
Akiva smiled. "I'm Akiva." He smiled.