The Old School Romeo and Juileit kind of soap...
- Locked due to inactivity on Aug 4, '16 4:27pm
Thread Topic: The Old School Romeo and Juileit kind of soap...
-
With a dark angel and a human who is very, very innocent. Pure to the core, but when she goes to a holiday house and her family is sharing with a slightly odd family, with a mysterious son. She can't help let curiousity draw her in, finding herself in a war of light and dark, and falling crazily in love.
Dibbs on being the girl -
I'll play :3
-
Awesome! Charries? :3
-
Name: Jace
Age: 18
Height: 5'9
Eyes: Golden, almost lion like eyes.
Looks: Broad shoulder, muscular and built, hair just falling into his eyes slightly curly on the ends from the length, golden blonde hair
Wings: Huge, midnight black wings, very soft and warm. Tip of feathers end in gold.
Personality: You'll see... -
Name: Viola
Age: 16
Looks: Firey red hair, very bright and bold that fall to her waiste in loose curls, pale porcelain skin and cat like green eyes. Only make up ever wears is Amy Winehouse cat style eyeliner, doesn't need lipstick cause lips are very red.
Personality: Innocent,pure,shy -
Must I start?
-
Ill start.)
He hissed in pain the blade slidding acorss his chest. "Come on son!" His father bellowed with a harty laugh. The thing is.. his whole family are angels. And not the good ones. Twirling in a deadly dance he grinned wickedly cutting his own blade across his fathers rib cage. "Touche." He said straighting up. His mother walked in her icy blue eyes eyeing them, her blonde hair in a pony tail. "Come on now.. we have guest soon to arrive." -
Your up. )
-
I have to go but I'll be on later today.)
-
Our beach buggy rolled through the pristine roads, my head stuck out the window, just for a few seconds, wind whipping my hair harshly against my face, then I ducked my head inside quickly. Not that it mattered, I still screamed along with my mum to classic Amy Winehouse songs, not caring about the strange looks others gave us, one thing about me is that I'm not a good singer, but either way I love to sing anyway. And bellowing songs on a sunny day with my mum were one the few moments I felt confident, "Viola! We're almost there dear", mom sang with her beautiful voice that I always envied, I grinned back in reply, holidays are only just starting
-
(Okay)
-
Ill post then go.)
He grabbed his shirt and golden sword walking to his room. Humans.. coming here.. He shook his head and placed his sword on his dresser. His wounds were already healed leaving behind a fresh pink scar. -
(Okay)
Slowly we rolled into a clean white driveway, red roses lining the sides and as the car rolled to a stop, Amy's voice drifted away with one last time singing out, "Valerie", I hopped out the car, my bare feet touching the hot pavement, I slung my bag loosely over my shoulder as I walked towards the door, I didn't knock but instead opened the door slightly and peaked my head through. I had no need to knock, right?
This thread is locked, therefore no new posts can be made.
