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This is an RP between myself and Dagger Pack. If you are not one
of us please do not post here.
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Dagger pack:
Name: Eilki Age: 21(Mortal age/Death age) 102(Angel age) Gender: Female Species: Human(Formerly) Angel Role: Musician(Human) Guardian Angel(Angel) Appearance(Sorry it's short): White(Platinum) hair that is long and wavy, which goes at least to her waist. With striking gray eyes that grow stormy when her temper rises. With the body and face shape of a typical British woman. She is quite tall, at about 5'7.
Aphantasia: Name: Natrix Age: 101 at current Gender: Male Species: Demon of Envy Role: Demon Appearance: Natrix is thin and skeletal with long fingers, a black blindfold covering his acid green eyes. Beneath his skin there is an acidic green glow that is more prominent around his ribcage and back. He also has a pair of boney black wings with rotted-looking membranes. These wings are an oilslick black and shift with color. He also has a pair of twisting horns that look like the branches of a dying tree. The rest of his skin is an ashy grey. ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅ .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. ♫♪.ılılıll|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|̲̅̅=̲̅̅|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|llılılı.♫♪ ▂▃▅▇█▓▒░۩۞۩ ۩۞۩░▒▓█▇▅▃▂ ¸¸·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ Δ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ ·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙*̩̩̥͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙ °̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥ Δ ‧̍̊·̊‧̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙°̩̥‧̥·̊‧̍̊ ❁¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸¸♬·¯·♩¸¸♪·¯·♫¸¸❁┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊┊ ┊ ┊ ✞ ┊ ┊ ┊┊ ┊ ⛧ ⛧ ┊ ┊┊ ♯ ♯ ┊  |
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" Get out your guns, battle's begun, are you a saint, or a sinner?
If love's a fight, then I shall die,
with my heart on a trigger
They say before you start a war,
you better know what you're fighting for.
Well baby, you are all that I adore,
if love is what you need, a soldier I will be
I'm an angel with a shotgun,fighting 'til the war's won,I don't care if heaven won't take me back.I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe.Don't you know you're everything I have?..and I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight." A beautiful voice floats along the gentle breeze, within a meadow that held an angel. She had no specific title, but she did enjoy music, and sang often. Like she was doing now. Her name? Eilki, an angel of the heavens. Once a musician/singer in her mortal days, but it had been about eighty years since she had last walked the earth as a mortal. Now she spent most of her time in heaven, helping wherever she can. Then in her free time, Eilki roamed the earth. Singing and listening to any new songs she found interesting. Suddenly a new voice floats through the air, a deep voice, the voice of a young man. A beautiful deep bass voice. The voice continues the very same song that Eilki had been singing. " Sometimes to win, you've got to sin Don't mean I'm not a believer
And major Tom, will sing along
Yeah, they still say I'm a dreamer
They say before you start a war
You better know what you're fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be
I'm an angel with a shotgun
Fighting til' the wars won
I don't care if heaven won't take me back
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don't you know you're everything I have?
And I, wanna live, not just survive, tonight."
A small smile flickers across the angel's face, the man had a beautiful voice. Perfectly tuned and in pitch. Alas Eilki could not go meet him, the only way she could meet a human was if they wished for a guardian angel or if they were in dire danger. Besides that, the angels had to have permission from the archangels to approach a human. Much less talk to one. So with a small sigh, Eilki's feathery white wings unfold and she prepares to launch herself upward into the sky and back into the heavens.
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