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Jan 28, 2011 09:25PM
alrighty :)
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Angels and demons? I'll probably make a demon hunter.
i've never done one of those but i can try
Name: MelissaAge: 17
Gender: Female
Angel/Demon/Human: Demon Hunter (is that alright? I consider them a separate race of human with specific skills)
Personality: Melissa is cocky, a little too cocky, she hates feeling weak, she hyperventilates when she feels vaunerable, her favorite food is gummy bears on chicken and cheese pizza, she's always liked the taste of red wine. Melissa wants to be respected and cared about but doesn't realize this, she'll stand up to anyone who treats her like crap and will give them a run for their money. Melissa is very nice but wants to be independent, and is nervous to trust people. She likes laid back, comfortable clothing.
Looks: http://static.becomegorgeous.com/gallery...
Crush: open, wanted
BF/GF: none
History: She doesn't remember anything past the age of 14. She lives with a mother who doesn't care about her. She has no idea she's a demon hunter, which makes her easy pray for demons.
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Okay?
sorry bout that ill make my character in a minute
Name:RiffAge:19
Gender:Male
Angel/Demon/Human:He's part demon part human
Personality:He has an extremely short temper and when he gets mad he loses control, he can't think he can only act and nothing will stop him. When he is kept calm he can be a really nice guy but most of the time he just causes trouble and hurts people whether it be physically or with his words. He almost never has time to think before he makes big mistakes.
Looks: http://i199.photobucket.com/albums/aa...
Crush:Open
BF/GF:Recently broke up with his girlfriend when she cheated, he just about killed her
History:His dad was a demon and his mom was a human and his dad raped his mom thus creating him, he has no idea what he is but know's he's different and always has a dark side ready to take him over
Other:He loses track of time all the time and can't remember where he is a lot
Melissa was in her house trying not to cry out from pain. She had bad gashes and minor scrapes along her entire body. She had barely made it back to the woods, she was lightheaded. She wasn't sure what had happened but her instincts kicked in.
Riff sat under a tree with his eyes close, focusing on keeping himself calm and collected. He listened to all the noises around him and let his fingers knead the grass beneath him. A tiny smile formed on his lips.
Melissa was carefully bandaging herself, trying to disinfect all her wounds.
Riff fell into a half sleep where his nightmares started to come.
Melissa staggared to her medicine cabinet for some pain killers. Once she had swallowed them she headed outside for some fresh air and maybe an escape from all the questions.
He woke up and snarled at nothing, then calmed down again. He stood up and started walking, he had no idea where though.
Melissa tried to continue but the pain was too much. She had to rest.
Riff could feel the pain emanating off someone near by, he smiled a bit and walked in their direction.
Melissa sat on a rock, trying to calm herself.
He saw a young girl sitting on a rock and raised an eyebrow.
Melissa closed her eyes "Pull yourself together Melissa. "
He walked closer, watching her closely, picking up her name.
Melissa felt a chill go up her spine. She whipped around.
He shrugged "How should I know? Does anyone ever know who they really are?"
"My name's Riff and my date of birth is...November 1 or October 31 depending on how you put it because I was born on midnight."
Melissa nodded, relaxing only slightly. She was no longer exaughsted but alive with adrenaline and incredible hostile toward Riff without knowing why.
"Now, I already know your name is Melissa but what is your date of birth?" he asked.
He shrugged and didn't say anything else on it.
Melissa stood up, she didn't sigh and if it weren't for the gauze she wouldn't seem injured.
He frowned "How could you not know."
"I know very little. I was probably delusional, and I'd sound crazy. "
"Sometimes crazy isn't really crazy at all," she said.
She looked away "Why are you here anyway?"
