Post by angeal on Jun 24, 2011 0:10:40 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"What do angels dream of? Maybe I should find out."[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Angeal Hewley."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"I‘m twenty five… and I suppose I‘m neutral now. "
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Somehow, I don‘t think you‘d be all that interested once you got past my reputation. If you don‘t mind dating a soldier, then I don‘t see much reason to refuse."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
“Physical attacks are my forte. I‘m proficient with most forms of melee weaponry, though I have a preference for swords. "
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Thank you."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Taller than average. Around six two, I think."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Somehow, I doubt you‘ll get that far. I‘m the muscular type, though."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"The standard SOLDIER First class uniform is fine for me, though I may need to look for something new now…"
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"I suppose I am a little bit of a celebrity. Angeal Hewley. A lot of the SOLDIER firsts are something like celebrities. Sephiroth is usually the one they focus on, though."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Well, they say the camera adds ten pounds. I tend to avoid the publicity where I can."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Banora White apples are a personal favorite of mine. I also like my job as a soldier, though not necessarily the fighting part. Through my job, I can defend the people who can’t defend themselves. As for dislikes… I can’t say I have many. People who would threaten others is the obvious one. I don‘t like to fight if I don‘t have to, and I don‘t like cats. Don‘t ask why, please."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"As a habit, I‘m pretty stubborn about when I use this sword of mine. As for a secret… I‘m told that I have the wings of an angel, for whatever good that does me."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I have a strong sense of honor. I believe that my… former… job as a member of SOLDIER is a way for me to protect everyone. I don‘t care to be known as a hero; as long as I can continue to protect others, that‘s all I ever wanted to do."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Hm. Still interested, I see."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I‘d rather not. There are things I still need to do."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I grew up in a town called Banora. We were a poor family, but it wasn‘t that bad. My mother has hopefully been living well with the Gil I send her from my job."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"My brother in arms, Zack Fair, is the closest I have to extended family. Genesis Raphsodos is a childhood friend of mine, but… I‘m having to re-evaluate that bond right now."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I could keep you here all day with interesting anecdotes about my life. But one thing in particular… I lost my honor. It was after Genesis had left SOLDIER and taken a lot of the second and third classes with him. The more I tried to get him to return, I guess the experiments done on me as well took hold. I grew a pair of white wings on my right side. I should have been glad for it; the ability to fly would only allow me to protect more people. But… At the same time my wings appeared, a voice started speaking in my head. It‘s long gone now, but it managed to convince me I had become a monster. Eventually, it even made me raise my sword against a brother in arms. If I remember correctly… I turned myself into a monster, and he killed me in self defense. I‘m not angry with him, though; I left him no choice. I‘m told I have a strong stubborn streak."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"I need to get going anyways."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. You don’t need to know my-- ALL GLORY TO THE HYPNOTOAD
age. 2. Nah just kidding, 17.
rp experience. Twenty minutes. I have no idea.
rules. THUNDAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAAAAAAAAA -explosion-
rp sample.Nel had never been the type of person to have much free time. So sitting around recovering from an injury wasn't something she really knew how to deal with. When she'd woken up here, she'd been found with a large gash in her size. It'd be gone by the end of the week, but while it was going on, she had absolutely nothing to do. Well, nothing except fluff the fuzz of the little lamb that had taken a liking to her. Truth be told, she adored things that were fluffy and cute like that, even though she would never have admitted it.
But boredom was boredom, and petting a sheep no matter how fluffy got a little old after a while as well, so now she was wandering the halls, checking the rather large and visible layers of bandages wrapped around her abdomen. Coming open would definitely hurt. That was when she noticed someone new coming out of one of the rooms. Right, she'd heard Laguna had gotten another resident recently. Nel didn't really care that she didn't know who the girl was, it was still someone to talk to. The people here didn't really care to speak with her; thought she was mooching off the president's kindness. "H-hey, hold on a minute!" She exclaimed, flipping her scarf back over her shoulders. She was very glad that they happened to have clothes in her size; her usual armor wouldn't have worked well with the bandages, and she preferred to move around in things other than a blanket.
"You're the president's new guest, right? I heard some of the staff here talking about you. I'm staying here because of him, too. I'm Nel. To be honest, I haven't had anyone to actually talk to in days..."
