A soap.
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Thread Topic: A soap.
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Plot, Anri?
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Indeed I have one.
An angel girl lands on a boys yard and doesn't remember who or what she is. Her wings are gone. The boy helps her but has his own secret. He's a demon. Now he has to help her get her memory back, and try not to fall in love with her.
I call the ANGEL girl!! -
Screw you. Charries?
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Sorry no. I don't do that life.
Name: Namine
Age: eh....16
Looks: Pale blond hair, blue eyes, pale skin. Has a birthmark of a heart on her neck. Wears plain clothes.
Other: doesn't remember anything, but loves animals and drawing. -
Joking.
Name: Marcus White
Age: 17
Looks: Shaggy, dark brown hair and brownish-red eyes. When in demon form, he is a large wolf with fangs and large claws.
Other: Last demon, escaped to earth to survive. Was transferred to foster care and currently lives with a normal suburban family.
Did I do that right? This is going on on earth, right? -
NOT IT!
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Yes on earth hm.
Namine woke up slowly. She was on a soft patch of grass, she blinked and sat up slowly. She blinked again. where...am I? -
Marcus ran his hands through his hair, glaring at his homework. Honestly. He was smart, but...math? No. He growled and grabbed a page of homework. He'd do it outside, maybe he could concentrate better there.
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She stood up slowly and almost fell over. She looked and saw white feathers everywhere. What...?
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He opened the door and instantly was overwhelmed by farmers. He sniffed...something supernatural. And then he saw a girl.
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She looked around. Fear covered her face. She noticed a boy. She blinked.
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He noticed the confused, unfocused way she blinked. Stupid earth people, always getting drunk. "Listen, kid, you go home. And bring your feathers with you." He growled.
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She blinked again. "F-feathers." she looked at the ground. she was confused.
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"How much did you have?" He muttered, and then said, louder, "Where are you from? I can call someone if it's necessary. "
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She walked closer carefully, she got a better look at him. Her hair flowed a bit in the wind."W-where..."
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