@10yson
I banked a hard left, then another left, anticipating the mail box this time I quickly dodged right. Not anticipating the person, I ran into him head on.
I banked a hard left, then another left, anticipating the mail box this time I quickly dodged right. Not anticipating the person, I ran into him head on.
(sorry to sound rude, but can we NOT do first person? its just a little confusing (and slightly annoying) when theres so many different perspectives)
(yeah)
Li banked a hard left, then another left, anticipating the mail box this time, quickly dodging right. Not anticipating the person, Li ran into him head on.
(Which guy?)
Ivan looks around, his eyes narrowed and he snarls slightly. His hands where curled slightly in his hoodie pocket. His dark horns where really weighing his head from side to side.
Glamour on, Lilith stepped outside with a smile on her face. She had no idea how she ended up here, but it was a nice change from Hell.
(it doesn't matter I left it open ended so it can be anyone's character or just a random person)
Li muttered a quick apology and with a nod he sprinted off around the next corner.
Ivan winces as something large collides with him, "Hey! What the-" The guys was gone. He stands straight and looks around.
"Wolf! Go get it boy!" Mia yells, throwing a stick she found. It accidentally hits another angel, and Mia runs over. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry."
Since hitting that guy on the walk way Li felt something, something like a looming shadow. He only felt it once before, faint memories of hell flashed back. Li trembled with fear about being "put back". He knew that demons had put on glamour for some time now to hide in heaven, some knew how to and some forced others to. An increase of demons had been caught in heaven recently, the stories of being put back never sounded good.
(So they're all in Heaven?)
(That's what I thought, if you don't want to be you don't have to be)
(No I was just clarifying XD
Ivan looks around for the guy but shrugs and sighs, looking down. His horns make his head pitch forward slightly and he knew he looked stupid. Fumbling forward by his head even though no one could see his horns.
"Wolf! Go get it boy!" Mia yells, throwing a stick she found. It accidentally hits another angel, and Mia runs over. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry."
//I'm gonna reply to this if that's okay
Ana grinned and snatched the stick off the ground, handing it back to her. "It's alright," she said. "Is that your dog?"
(it was actually kinda aimed at ana. lol)
"Yeah. Had him since I was a baby. He died with me."
//nice lmao
"He's cute. I'm Ana, what's your name?" She asked, petting the dog.
Phoenix walked around bored out of her mind. Her unusual wings filed behind her, she decided to go talk to two girls, one who was petting a dog and one who was standing there.
//nice lmao
"He's cute. I'm Ana, what's your name?" She asked, petting the dog.
"Mia," She replied, bending down and tried to take the stick out of Wolf's mouth, starting a mini round of tug-o-war.
"Nice to meet you, Mia," she said, smiling. Her wings shifted gently, a small breeze forming from the blow.
"Nice to meet you too."
Evangiline carefully walked around, looking around the surroundings. "This can't be right.." she thought to herself. Lost in thought, she stared at the ground and continued walking.
Ivan snorts, scratching the base of his concealed horns, "Wow… This Heaven? I was expecting more."
“How’d you become an angel?”
"My house caught on fire, but I was the only one who smelt it. I went around getting my mum, dad, older brother, younger brother and baby sister out of the house. I went back in to get Wolf, because I couldn't live without him, and a piece of ceiling fell on us. We couldn't move, and by the time they found us, well………. " Mia explained.
“That’s awful,” she said nonchalantly, as if it was just a necessity. “At least you have Wolf now.”
"Yeah. And I have these really cool wings too."
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