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1: I am god, my word is law except for the guild makers
2: I allow cursing but kepp it to a limited amount
3: I only need eight people for this rp so one of them is me
4: no cybering, god if your going to do that do on pm's or something
5: I will point out parts and years in the story
6: send me profiles with the subject "fallen"
7: no one liners this is a semi to lit rp
8: have fun

I am: Keiton
My age: 18
My painful story: Keiton was a wonderful singer, but what he was best at was writing stories. He was exceptionally good at it, so instead of being a singer, he would have been an author. He was motivated by his former girlfriend Anna, who he was about to ask for his hand in marriage. Painfully though, Anna was killed in a car accident, so ever since then Keiton has isolated himself from his story, but worst of all his beautiful song he sings. He isolates himself by willing himself to a pre -coma, which his doctor tell him it's not healthy, but he does it anyway.
what I plan to do: Nothing in the future that he can prodict yet.
I am like: Quite, kind, unaffraid by any one, but isolates himself by willing himself to be unconcious.
appearence:

I am: Lyra
my age: 19
My story: Lyra was sent to watch over him and make sure he always had love in his heart. But when he was hurt she realized the rest of her destiny, she was sent to love him and heal his broken heart. She has watched over him all these years and is now going to reveal herself to him.
I feel connected to: no one
what I want to do for him: Bring back the love in his heart and love him for eternity; no matter what happens.
I am like: She's kind, caring and never leaves anyone behind. She's afraid of the dark and being alone as much of a cliche` that might be, that's who she is. No matter what situation she's in Lyra isn't afraid to get her hands dirty or tell you what she thinks.
appearence:

I am: Haroku
my age: 18
My story: Haroku was sent to Earth to help a young man always keep love in his heart. Haroku herself wasnt sure what love was. But she thought as long as he was happy she was doing her job. She soon realized he wasnt happy. After realizing this, the felt compelled to make him happy herself. She noticed her feelings for him was what people called love. She would have to reveal herslef to him. Then hopefully he would be happy.
I feel connected to: Van jameson
what I want to do for him: Make him realize that he can love. Make him happy. Make him feel like nothing bad will ever happen. Make him feel loved. Make him feel perfect.
I am like: Oddly enough she liked gory things. Can me loud but is mostly quit, and keeps to herself.
appearence: Haroku

I am:Evelyn Morioka
my age:16
My story:I have come far, only to find one thing, love. I have been with other guys but none seem to appreciate what I want. I am a writer and live in a small cottage in the valley.
I feel connected to:Keiton
what I want to do for him:Make him as happy as possible with still being myself no matter what.
I am like:I can be very funny, attractive, people like to be around me a lot.
appearence:

I am: Van Jameson
My age: 19
My painful story: He was in a serious relationship for three years with the girl of his dreams, she cheated on him with his best friend and that was the end of it.
What I plan to do: Stay in my room and slowly fade away.
I am like: Kind, gentlemanly, always putting her before himself.
Appearance:

((right now))

Keiton came inside the coffee shop and saw Van he went over and ordered ar hot chocolate mixed with a chocolate iced phrappichino. He sat down and then waved at Van. "Hey van!" he said raising his hand so that his frined could see him by the far corner table by the window. He sat down and then waited for his friend to come over and sit by him.

Evelyn walked along the street, looking at all the different food shops and wondering which one to go in to. She was awful hungry and felt her stomach begin to ache.

She finally found a bakery that interested her and walked inside, looking around for someone to help her. She walked up to the counter, along the counter in glass cases tons of pastries called out to her. She loved sweets, beyond anything, well not everything, but she loved them a lot. She decided on an apple pie, a chocolate glazed dough nut and a cup of hot chocolate.

When her order was filled she exited the bakery and began walking, back towards home to enjoy her breakfast, which consisted of apple pie and a dough nut.