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 Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:33 am
¤¤¤¤ Introduction
»» The Inspiration
»» The Story
»» The Child
»» The Guardian
»» Funds
»» Credits
A statue stands in a shaded place
An angel girl with an upturned face
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:37 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:38 am
¤¤¤¤ The Story
Through the wind and the rain
She stands hard as a stone
In a world that she can't rise above
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:39 am
¤¤¤¤ The Child
General
Name: Evangeline
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: French/German
Basis: Memorial to Angela, a victim of child abuse
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Appearance
Hair: Ash brown
Eyes: Grey-blue
Skin: Porcelain white
Other: For the first part of her life Evangeline will be enclosed in a light gray statue of an angel. As she gets older the statue will chip away, and gradually her own skin will be revealed. The cracks and chips will expand with physical activity and age, eventually causing whole pieces to fall off. This concrete is only about 5cm thick on her skin, but it weighs in total almost 60lbs. Because of this weight Evangeline's movement will be restricted, and she will suffer from exhaustion and aches far more easily than most children.
As a Baby
About two years old. Her entire body is encased in the statue, with a few cracks allowing a bit of mobility. She bears wings of stone, each roughly the size of her body. Her appearence is that of the monument completely, and she is unable to speak or see until more cracks occur. x x x x
As a Child
About seven-eight years old. The stone around her left eye has been chipped away, as well as most of the stone on her mouth. She can speak quietly, and has some shaky vision. Her lips are usually chapped, and the tip of one wing has broken off. Though most of her body is still covered by stone she shows a degree of modesty by wearing a plain white linen dress. Most of her hair is still stone, the few spots that aren't just showing the color, no visible style. x x
But her dreams give her wings
And she flies to a place where she's loved
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:40 am
¤¤¤¤ The Guardian
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
When morning comes it'll be too late
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:42 am
¤¤¤¤ Funds
???/1,800,000 gold
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 12:45 am
¤¤¤¤ Credits
The song Concrete Angel © Martina McBride
Concept © Dulcea
Any fanart © the stated artist
Profile setups © Teh Pandy
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