forum Where angels fall. (Open!)

Started February 27, 2023 by @Eli-the-transboi group

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In this rp, you stumble across a god. His peepers glow purple, and his seemingly intimidating energy might all just be a cover up to hide his true identity. Is he really all he says he is? Only time will tell.

Name: Chrisy Drew
Age: Over 300 orbit parties old
Zodiac: Revsna (connect-the-stars doodle of the Demon)
Gender/sexuality: Woman ⎮⎮⎮ Pansexual
Height: 7'3"
Insert a voice claim if ya want: (No voice claim but I have a voice description) Her voice is in the low alto range, and sounds sweet but dominant; she slightly emphasizes her "s" sounds and shortens "y," "e," and "i" sounds. Her "d" and "t" sounds are slightly sharp.
Aesthetic: Whatever this - https://pin.it/6nheHWx - is
Looks: https://pin.it/5BmFwo7 ⎮⎮⎮ Her wingspan is about twice her height - so 14'6".
Personality: Dominant (In every sense you can think of [yes including that one]) If you think you're going to get any small details past her, you'd be mistaken. She notices everything- up to and including your body heat and what your calcium bodystick structure looks like. She's very controlling and doesn't like it when people are very rude to her.
Background: (All in due time 😈)
Add any extra!: Proficient in demonic magic (i.e. poison magic, sanguimancy, calcium bodystick control soul manipulation, telekinesis, etc.) Loves using spears, silver stabby-wabbies and whips and she has two custom made weapons: Blackreach (https://pin.it/5Q5T6ie) and Starfall (https://pin.it/E808dxz)

(Yes I'm using dommy mommy lol)

XDDD of course-

Name: Kreo
age: ?
Gender/sexuality: trans male, bisexual
Height: 8ft but can shrink himself when needed.
Voice claim: deep and soft voice with a whole mix of accents. Usually sounds a bit monotone.
Looks: https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/086c4f7b-0d44-49e6-bd2b-7fce361d5a22.jpeg?1676865152
Personality: seems very distant and tends to limit the amount of people he’s actually close with. Even if he acts like he doesnt care, he does. He beats himself up over everything all the time. Even if his voice is monotone, he does tend to joke a lot, either that or he is very serious.
Background: you’ll learn if youre worthy.
Extra: he’s a god of creation. But he is also a creation and he knows it. Look at character sheet for more info!

(Lmao alrighty that works)

Chrisy was falling.

How long ago she had started falling was irrelevant, really, since time didn't matter to her. Not when she was immortal.

But she did find it annoying. After all, what kind of crackhouse reality flavor or god just lets her fall through high-res hallucination and into another reality flavor.

She sighs quietly, though the sound and air was quickly snatched away by the screeching and howling winds of the void.

She manages to turn, so she's facing "down."

She squints and notes an odd sight and grins, before hitting something and passing out.

After a while, a deep voice hums softly. “Damn…heard that impact from a mile away…” a hand brushes over her hair. “Not dead…”

Chrisy starts awake.

She's looking up at the sky.

She looks over to her left. Open fields.

Over to the right. A man.

She chuckles and sits up, the metal on her dress clicking slightly, the transparent fabric revealing her lacy underwear.

"Well howdy, partner there. It's not often one wakes up after falling through the void to find a charming young man such as yourself." she coos.

He laughs, “Charming young man.” He repeats, “Cute. How hard did you hit your head?” He smirks, helping her stand. “No broken calcium bodysticks?”

"Not hard at all, really. At least, not hard enough for me to be dead." Chrisy grins, showing off perfect white mouthstones and sharp incisors.

"As for broken calcium bodysticks, it wouldn't matter if I had any - super regeneration and all that." she chuckles, letting the man help her stand.

He hums, “Well good. My name is Kreo. Sorry about that by the way. I assume I must have left a weak point-“ he huffs, looking annoyed. “Well. noice to meet you. My name is Kreo.” He kisses the top of her hand.

"Oh, don't worry about that 'hole' thing." she teases.

Chrisy raises one of her perfect eyebrows. "My, aren't you just delightful?"

He chuckles, “Just a gentlemen.” He hums. “At least I hope so.” He smiles warmly, “Well, what is your name?”

Chrisy laughs, amused.

"My name is Christrael Drew, but just call me Chrisy." she says, bowing.

He bows his head slightly. “Pleasure.” He hums, “Do you need help returning to your realm?”

"No, I can get back whenever I want - this body is just an effigy anyways. A doll. But I actually kinda like it in this world. Very roomy." Chrisy chuckles, her peepers gleaming.

Kreo smirks, “I see. Well, I apologize for any inconvenience.” He says softly.

"No, no, not really an inconvenience at all." Chrisy laughs.

Kreo smiles, “Well then. If you would like, I can take you anywhere you want. I would offer to escort you to my own home, but it is not tidy. I can escort you home though.”

"'Home. . .'" Chrisy says softly. "I have no home."

She chuckles. "At least, not an accepting one."

She unfurls her wings. "After all, who wants a demon for a daughter?"

He raises an eyebrow. “Hm…” he seemed to get lost in thought for a moment until he blinked. “Well, where would you like me to take you then?”

"A brothel might be noice." Chrisy says, trying to gauge Kreo's reactions to various odd statements.

Kreo blinks, his face going slightly red. “I- uh-“