The Fallen Angels

[Stark]

Can you reserve me a post as a Shadow Followers/ Shlai

[Fabula Vir]

Okay, sure =D
The RP has started by the way! =)

[ZeroHeart]

Could i get a Shadow Followers/ Shlai spot ? No time No time! please?

[Aeriona]

Is GoD and I accepted? I won't post until we are so just let me know.

[Devious]

Name – Rowen

Shlai Name- Dæxx [Daze]

Age – 22

Shlai Age- 25

Gender- Both Males

Appearance- Rowen stands 5’9” with jagged white hair that sweeps across his head in an asymmetrical design (following the shape of an X - the top segments being where the face is – top left segment is short, top right is long, bottom left is long, bottom right is short) that covers – at most – to the bottom of his right eye. His face is moderately placed as far as eyes, forehead, mouth, etc. is concerned except for his nose which juts slightly to the left, almost unnoticeable. His eyes are a bold, emerald green that glows in the rising and setting sun. His facial hair consists of a black soul-patch and a black goatee that luckily compliments his style.

Rowen wears black and white clothing only. His shirt is a long-sleeved, black and white striped shirt with black cuffs and collar, button-up. His pants are semi-tight-fitting black pants that hold white lines looping around from the bottom of his legs to the hip, custom-made jeans. His shoes are designer tennis shoes that are made of a styrofoam - leather hybrid material that is new to the retail market. Black encircles the shoes from the sole leaving a broken circle of white at the toe of the shoe, full black soles. He wears a busy, black and white, thin British style hat (much like on “The Newsies”) that often covers his left eye – or part of it – to accentuate the longer segment of his hair. His glasses are transition-brand that is more for looks than for sight adjustment and are rarely taken off for the sake of his time.

Shlai appearance- Dæxx stands 6’2” with a cloak that surrounds his whole body and face. Underneath this cloak lies a pale man with two jagged scars that run up his neck from his collar bones and stop just short of his jaw line. His nose is thin and almost sharp at the end, framing his face with a sense of edge. His eyes are cold, black and green, and seem to move as if it were a liquid. Any look he gives someone seems to pierce their very soul. His attire consists of a shirt made entirely of interlinked leather belts. His gloves are also made of belts and leather straps that wrap around his hands from the base of his fingers to his wrists. His pants are black and seem to be made of a reflective, almost rubbery substance. Dæxx is very flexible and able to bend in most directions with ease, allowing him to fight in any position with any limb.

Human Bio- Rowen was raised by his parents under normal circumstances as an above average student. His hair is naturally black, but it was de-pigmented when he was struck by lighting at the age of 8. Surprisingly his facial hair was not affected only because the follicles were not prominent enough in his pre-pubescent years.

Ever since Rowen encountered several dozen publications on the Shlai he has taken a great interest in them. His first encounter with the Shadow Followers will be on the next full moon. There he will take the vow to uphold the will of the Shlai for the rest of his life on pain of death. His interest in the Shlai has overcome his life, and twisted his soul. His care for his friends and relatives has died with his moral values. As is the will of the Shlai, to care only for one’s self, his brethren, and the Shlai.


Edit: Has been edited accordingly to suit the fictional sense of the role-play.

[Fabula Vir]

Soory yo utwo for not getting back. Been going out playing guitar for my band .

You two are accepted as are everyone so far who has posted their bio. The restof you must get your temps up soon!

By the way, this role play iis not in real places . I'd like it if it were more of a fictional place with no electronics and major ciities. .

[Anzai Koyanagi]

reserve me a place in this RP, I just had to join

[Fabula Vir]

ohkai no problem

[Armony]

I hope you're still accepting, because I'd like a spot on the Shadow Followers/ Shlai list.
Template is belowww<3 (Sorry for how lengthy it is ... but I'm a total perfectionist :3)
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Name - Chandler Moore//Saeyl [SAY-il]
Age - 20//22
Gender - Female//Female
Appearance(s):

Chandler
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 110 pounds
Eye Color: Faded Green
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Shoulder Length
Hair Texture: Thick//Razored//Straight
Bangs: Right to Left Swoop
Skin Tone: Light//Porcelain
Frame: Bony
Favorite Clothing: Skinny Jeans//Mildly Baggy T-shirts//Flip-Flops

Description Example Post
She stood around five-foot-six, and had a small extremely light weight frame. The female carried the look of one cursed with an eating disorder, which was plainly distinguished. Her skin was delicate, uncolored satin the color of porcelain which stretched over her bones like thick leather. The hair atop the girl's head was strangely cut at uneven angles that arched down from the back. Above her neck it was thin, layered, it's top layer leading down either side of the girl's face in a steep curve that ended in two pieces. Each stopped near her collar bones, framing her face in an odd way that accentuated the swooped bangs of ebony above her eyebrows. The stated hair was held in place by a bright silver bobby-pin which, despite her better knowledge, caused her to stick out most considerably from a crowd.

Her eyes were large, and despite their faded green color shown like tainted diamonds. Her eyebrows were thin curves of black which mixed with her large orbs to give off too much emotion than she willed. Her clothing was strange; deep blue jeans that clung to her small legs tightly and, thus managing to give her, already frail looking, body a paper thin appearance. Her shirt was horizontally striped, the colors being black and white to offset the clearly black folded collar about her neck. The strangest part of this ensemble were the, clearly over-worn, zebra striped flip-flops upon her feet. Whether their purpose were to make her look smaller or not, they managed this by showing off the every flex of the bones of her feet. This strange way of presentation was obviously meant to throw off onlookers, however the clear beauty of her square face did more than make up for her feeble attempts.


Saeyl
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 130 pounds
Eye Color: Silver
Hair Color: Cerulean
Hair Length: Wrist Length
Hair Texture: Thick//Mildly Curly
Bangs: Right to Left Swoop
Skin Tone: Medium//Ivory
Frame: Average
Favorite Clothing: Sheer Material//Leather//Offsetting Colors

Description Example Post
She stood at exactly five-foot-nine, and had an average - extremely curvy - build. She carried the look of a temptress, openly calling for any attention possible from both sexes. Her skin was lightly tanned, concealing her body as if it were a thin layer of chocolate on a dipped berry. Her hair danced, flowing about her shoulders in waves of blue that resembled a calm sea. It was mildly curled in nature and appeared to act as a sheer veil, a tempting piece of wrapping to leave the wandering eye wanting. The clothing, if it could even be called that much, covering her body seemed to add to this 'lustful' effect. It was a sheer white dress, missing large chunks here and there, whose clear design purpose was to barely cover her body parts. Hanging loosely it was held together by simple silver rings, strategically placed to give mild glimpses of what lay beyond the delicate ribbons of cloth.

Her eyes were large orbs of silver that shone like the full moon, drawing one in carefully and coldly. They seemed to be part of her plan. What plan? Deceive, capture, and conquer. Her feet were bare and unsullied by the dirt and grime that she walked upon; her legs were long and lean, trimmed in silver chains and bells that gave off delicate, clear, tones. The look about the female was innocent, far too innocent for it to be more than a ruse. Her beauty was clearly recognizable, capable of catching and claiming even a modest man's eye. She was a demon in disguise, a temptress well knowledged in the battlefield of seduction and deception.


Personalities

Chandler
She thinks a lot, yet is far too open with her opinions. She has no secrets, and leads a pretty open life with a straightforward disposition. Despite her tendencies of being mildly aloof, cold and sarcastic - she's kind. She's too honest, holding not even the most cynical and troubling of comments back. She sticks her neck out too far, being extremely curious by nature and tends to find herself in loads of unneeded trouble because of it. Self-conscious, slightly lazy and far too intuitive for her own good she tends to lead her life quietly - never taking her own advice yet judging those with faults constantly. In general? She's far too honest.

Saeyl
She doesn't think enough, and keep her motives and agendas to herself. Her opinions she voices well enough, but keeps anything that could help with her own gain to herself. She enjoys mind games, and loves leading others down roads of puzzles and generally causing them to waste their time. A straight answer never has once crossed her lips, nor has an answer free of lies. She's very deceiving and cunning, caring only for herself and herself alone. She judges harshly, and refuses to associate herself with anything or anyone that won't bring her entertainment. She is a very manipulative, selfish being indeed.


Chandler's Biography
Betrayal. Why did this word seem to sum up many things in this world? She was born in a small town, nothing special about it all at. She'd had a Mother and a Father. She'd been named and taken home in about a week. She had been a healthy child; well fed, well taken care of, and a happy baby.

Then she turned Two. Her Mother was always home, always there right when she was needed.
Her Father on the other hand was never home, never there when he was needed.
She was a lonely child: no friends besides dolls and made up faces.
She was an abused child: raped repetitively by her Father.
She was a sleepy child: drugged by her Father through her food and drink.
She was a lucky child: lucky to be alive after the many times her Father attempted to kill she and her mother.

They would be locked in their own home, left with naught but poisoned or drugged food. Her mother did nothing ... at least until the age of Five appeared for her daughter. Her Father and Mother divorced, she fled to live with her Mother and Grandmother. She enjoyed her years here, all spent with her Grandmother. Her mother worked too much, yet only enough to sustain her small family. She was a happy child: entertained by her Grandmother and loved.

Age Eleven appeared. Her Grandmother grew sick, and her Mother worked harder.
She was a lonely child: forgotten by the sickly elder and the one who gave her life. She spent the next three years of her life in the dark, alone in her room crying. She had no one. In school she was tortured, the center of all jokes. She was alone.

Age Fourteen. The elder which loved her died.
She was a crushed child: lost in a world of grief and blame. She fell into a darker pit, loneliness growing. Feeding from this developed her eating disorder. She would waste away to nothing.

Age Sixteen. The center of attention.
She was a used child: every person in her life wanted something - sex. She found herself going from one, to another desperately searching for something. She never found that something, and instead continued leaving bits of herself behind.

Age Eighteen. Lost.
She was a forgotten child: they told her to seek out God, she laughed.

Age Twenty. Empty.
She is a tainted child: broken, unworthy, and vacant.
She finds herself searching for something, for someone. She wants to be left alone, yet at the same time wants attention. Not the attention of many, or the desire of her body that haunts her. She wants to be forgiven, yet finds herself far too tainted to seek out this forgiveness. She met a man; a man who told her of a group of people all wanting to serve these beings known as Shlai.

She is searching for something.
Something that they might can offer.

[Devious]

Believe me, in an RP perfectionism is what you need. It is about painting the perfect picture of what your character is doing in the scene. If you don't do that, then you aren't telling the story as it should be told. That's all RP's are, stories.

By the way, that one-liner really hurts to read, DW...

[Fabula Vir]

Which one liner TD?

And Armony- we always like to have a perfectionist in our RPs. Welcome. =D

And guys, THE RP HAS STARTED: http://forums.khinsider.com/original...en-angels.html

[Armony]

Originally Posted by Twilight Demon

Believe me, in an RP perfectionism is what you need. It is about painting the perfect picture of what your character is doing in the scene. If you don't do that, then you aren't telling the story as it should be told. That's all RP's are, stories.

<3 Well being a perfectionist, returning veteran of this place and, an on-going English major I pride myself with my nature; not to mention my insane grammar pet-peeve. :D

Originally Posted by DarkenedWings

And Armony- we always like to have a perfectionist in our RPs. Welcome. =D

And guys, THE RP HAS STARTED: http://forums.khinsider.com/original...en-angels.html

Thank you and, now, I'm off to leap into this lovely little dish.

[Devious]

Actually, we both have a similar scenario, Armony. Haha, but yes, let's continue.

[Akatsuki_Gurl]

Shadow Followers/ Shlai:

Name - Yurie
Shlai Name- Yoru
Age - 19
Shlai Age- 20
Gender- Female and Shlai is a Male
Appearance- Yurie stands at a height of 5'6, with bright silver hair that has splashes of black at the ends. Her hair is always pulled into a high ponytail. Yurie always has a shirt that is short enough to show the tattoo of devil wings on her lower back. Her tan pants were very baggy and barly held up by a silver belt. Her shoes were completly back with silver laces.
Shlai apperance- Yoru stands at a shorter height of 5'2, his red hair as bright as blood itself. His hair was long in the front and short in the back. He has a black tear drop tattooed on his right cheek under his eye. Yoru's shirt was silver that has black thorns on it. His pants, black and torn at the bottoms. His right leg was bandaged for absolutly no reason at all.
Bio- Yurie and been interested in the Shlai for quiet sometime, it was always something she wondered about. She dreamed of being a shadow follower, every day when she went to bed, that's what she dreamt about. One day her dream became truth as she took the upwill of the Shlai. Everything Yurie dreamed about for almost ten years became real on the night the Lunar eclipse was visible above the open plains.

[Solareon]

Yo man I'll join this too if it aint to late, ;D