wHOAH EMI ACTUALLY HAS AN IDEA (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Because i am a scammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!

NO DUSKIE I SWEAR TO GOD

Okay, I love this.

Sorry, i just had to copy all that

Neat! Glad you do!

Sorry, i just had to copy all that

Duskie fuck off I am not giving you permission to copy my idea!

I'm joking, I didn't actually copy it. I had to go get my chicken nuggets.

So who's going to be who? :P

~_~ you'd better be.

So who's going to be who? :P

I am the special sunflower angel and you are the human. Hence the 'you' in the first bit of it.

Got it, not used to one-on-ones.

^~^ Understandable

So template?

O you want me to supply it?

Again, not used to one-on-ones. I can make my own though.

bOINK HERE IT IS

Name:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Age:
Species:
Personality:
Appearance:
*Powers/Abilities:
Flaws:
Likes:
Dislikes:

*For me

WHEEEEEEEEEE!!! I gtg for a bit, so I'll fill it out soon.

Name: Anauel
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual (Her reason for falling out of Heaven (though I don't believe that LQTB+ is wrong))
Age: 893 in Angel Years 136 in Human
Species: Lesser Nephalem/Fallen Angel
Personality: Before her fall: Mischievous and secretive. She loved to pick fights with others and pull at their strings. After her fall: Quiet and subdued. She usually keeps to herself and sets her head low in bad situations.
Appearance: Before her fall: Very Tall, towering 6'9, Skinny frame, jutting hips (not in the sexual sense, in the anatomically correct sense), flat chest, broad shoulders for a woman, strong collarbone. Oval eyes and thin mouth. After her fall: Still Tall, still Skinny, same body. Her face is kept in the shrowded half-demonic half-angelic state, making her eyes a fuzzy red-gray and her hair a dark black.
*Powers/Abilities: Eternal life, Healing, Telekinesis, Healing to Herself, Superhuman Speed and Strength.
Flaws: Her silence is very foreboding as if she's holding her breath for something to happen.
Likes: She still likes causing chaos, anyone with a quiet personality, tea and 'those quaint little human shops'.
Dislikes: Getting in trouble, being humiliated, discomfort, being cold.
Other: WINGS: A staggering 67 1/2 ft wingspan. Before her fall they were white with gray joints, After her fall they are gray with black joints.

Name: Breeze (Bree) Winds
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual (Welp, she's going to hell XP)
Age: 21
Species: Human
Personality: Kind, outgoing, always willing to help someone out, mischievous, and shockingly verbally passive aggressive.
Appearance: Washed out blonde hair in a messy side braid, Japanese and proud, large storm blue eyes, thin lipped, skinny, but leans towards a more chubby based body type, stands at around a short 5'4", and softer features.
*Powers/Abilities: Zippo, zilch, zero, cero, nil
Flaws: Spreads herself too thin, and sometimes forgets to take time for herself.
Likes: Medicine, SCIENCE, helping others, people, and reading
Dislikes: Things that don't make sense, being alone, doing wrong, and being bored

Swweeeeet! Ready to start?

Yep!

OKauhauhhuyhhyhiyuuyefh I'll start us off.

Yeet!

Anauel shifted back away from the approaching human, her legs shaking under her. Her wings spread out threateningly, ready to attack them if they came too close. She hadn't been expecting to encounter a human so soon, yet here one was.
"Stay back!" Anauel managed to snap out at the human in a dry, cracked voice.

Breeze stopped in her track. She slowly raised her hands in the air, that was a universal sign for peace. Then again this, thing, in front of her didn't look exactly of this universe. She spoke in a calm quiet voice hoping to show that Breeze meant no harm to the thing. In fact the thing looked injured to her, "I just want to help."

Anauel's legs shook more as she held herself up. Her wings drooped lightly as black specks started to show clearly in the gray of her wing-joints.
"No!" Her voice snapped out suddenly. "I don't need help! I'm fine!"

Breeze's hand shot up closer to her. Despite her voice wanting to break, she kept her calm tone, "You don't ook fine. My name is Breeze, what's yours?"
Familiarity normally helped when someone was scared right?

Anauel brought her wings back up threateningly, too tired on her legs to shift back anymore.
"I am fine. And… It's a pleasure to meet you, but I don't need to tell you my name. I'm going to go, soon." She tried to stand, but her legs gave out and she collapsed onto the ground.

Breeze took a small step towards the creature. She couldn't hold the slight scoff in her voice this time, "How will go anywhere in your state? You can hardly stand."

Anauren stirred off the ground and onto a sitting position, trying to hold herself aloft. "Stay there!" She noticed the other had stepped towards her and snapped at her for it.

Breeze subtly rolled her eyes. She reached out a hand, a peace offering, "I really just want to help. Once you've been helped I'll get out of hair. So please?"