Honestly I shouldn't be allowed to open rps. (Closed) (yes another one-on-one) (stalkers welcome!)

(Jxkashi we are a bad mix of people. If we have any stalkers we can let them decided????)

(I don’t think we have any??)

(Hmmm. Well then. Ack I suck at picking I'll go harass my friend and see which she picks. If that's chill with you?)

(Lol okay. Sounds good.)

(Okay so she said hell, that chill?)

(Hell?)

(Yyyyeees? Did I mange to spell it wrong?)

(Idk what you mean by that)

(Uuuuhnndhchsns, like, hell won the war?)

(Oh lol ok)

(Oof sorry I didn't make it that clear.)

(That’s alright!)

(Alrighty then. Imma do a bit of a recap. ^^)

The war had lasted centuries, and not to long ago two had run from it. If not to be together at first, but to find an end.
Now it was over. For better or for worse who knows. Though the side who did win, lets just say it wasn't the right one.
Hell had won and the demons where reaking (?) Havoc. Neutral towns where no longer safe, nor where the remaining Angel ones.
(Is that good? Does it make sense?)