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Post by kadaj1989 on Apr 11, 2009 23:40:01 GMT -5
Dangeron, one who is conciderd a traitor demon amongst the rest of the demons and devils. He is tall, muscular, and strong. he holds the markings of, 3 red diamond shaped marks on his forehead, silver metal stripes next to the red diamonds, and 2 silver metal stripes on each of his cheeks. his clotheing attire consists of a Red trench coat, dark pants, no shirt most of the time, and a metal neck band and metal shoulder armor. Dangeron had just gotten out of what he calles, 'hells prison' well more like he escaped, and the only reason he was put in there, he fell inlove with, and had children with an angel. "god...why am i so....diffrent....?" he asked himself, "why?" looking around tears started to form in his eyes, "i can't belive im free...it's almost like...a dream...a dream i never wanna wake from" Looking ahead of him he started to run, to nowhere in particular, he just felt like running. And once he found himself on the highest spot in the area, he allowed his tired, un-used wings to spread as wide as his weakend muscles would allow. "man that feels so much better" he said as he slowly rose into the air, "it feels so very good to feel the wind benith my wings once again.
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Post by annara on Jul 1, 2009 19:49:39 GMT -5
Stella moved lightly on the breezes, her black feathers shimmered in the pale moonlight. She sighed into the cool air. She shifted her feather tips and began a slowly spiraling descent onto a hill top. She saw a large rock on top of the hill and it was rather odly shaped. it seemed different, but she ignored it none the less and continued spiraling down. She ended her spiral on the back side of the slope and dropped lightly to her feet as her wings receded into their inked form in her back. She shook her long black hair out from its rubber band and ran her finger through it. Why cant all nights be like this? She wondered outloud, though only in a whisper. She cast her eyes to the sky once more. The moon was high and pale shining elegantly on her milky smooth skin. The stars were distant, but bright in the heavens, the far removed worlds that she could only imagine. While she was looking at the dark's light she was more prone to accidents than usual. Before she knew what happened, she was laying with her face in the turf and her ars throbbing.
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Post by kadaj1989 on Jul 2, 2009 15:43:23 GMT -5
Dangeron could sence another creature close by, it didn't smell like a devil or an angel so he decided to ignore it. Flying high into the air he took in a deep breath, filling his lungs with the fresh clean air of freedom he sighed, "god this feels good!" he cheerfully yelled to the stars, "no more cage...no more beatings...rape...tar and feathers! nothing!" Again he senced the other creature, she seemed closer then before, (ignore it man) he thought to himself, (nothing can tear you from your happiness....nothing!) allowing his wings to fold in mid flight he started to free fall from the sky, the fast moving wind around him seemed to whistle beneath him as he fell. His hair and wings whipped around him, water was closing in on him so he decided to open his wings, but they wouldn't respond, they were too tired from being closed and unused for too long. "open damn it!" he yelled as he glanced over his shoulder to see the water real close, "shit!" he yelled before being engulfed in the waves of the water. Dangeron let out a painful hiss as he felt the icy cold water his his open wounds, but after a while, it felt real good for his wounds to be cleaned. he could feel himself loosing his breath so he swam for the surface, once there he took in a deep breath of air, "I'm free" he muttered to himself as he laid flat on top of the water.
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