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Angel-Iggy
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[2015-03-13 22:21:50 +0000 UTC]
"WIP"
(United Kingdom)
# Statistics
Favourites: 214; Deviations: 8; Watchers: 148
Watching: 136; Pageviews: 10277; Comments Made: 2576; Friends: 136
# Interests
Favorite visual artist: Don't have one.Favorite movies: Angels in the Outfield
Favorite TV shows: Doctor Who
Favorite books: Lord of the Rings
Favorite writers: J.R.R Tolkien
# About me
Arthur Kirkland
"There is joy in the presence of the angels."
Luke 15:10
Appearance| Messy blonde hair, emerald green eyes, pale skin. Usually is found wearing a white cloth made to look almost like a tunic, sandals, golden halo, and had pure white angel wings. If needed he will have a magic wand.
Angel| Looks 23
Gender| Male
Sexuality| Bisexual
Personality| Stubborn, rude, short tempered. If you grow close to him then slowly he become more open to be nice to you.
Type Of Angel| Guardian
Height| 175 cm
Fears| Loud noises, failure, no longer being needed, loneliness
Current Mood| Lonely
Current Thoughts| "If an angel is suppose to be so holy an powerful... why am I stuck here drinking myself to get through misery?"
Inventory| Magic Wand, Flying Mint Bunny
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# Comments
Comments: 427
Arthur huffed. "I could blast you if I wanted."
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He chuckled, "Oh yes, well you could do that but honestly it will not solve much." Al slipped his hand over his chest, his sharpened nails tearing into his shirt slightly as he bent his fingers. "I am attached to this body and no matter what you do to me, the pain only goes straight to the little nation I am attached to."
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Arthur tore away, struggling to hide his fear now, but narrowed his eyes. "Using some nation as a shield? Demons are as pathetic as I was told." His lips curled up in a smirk. "Next you'll be using some child to fight me so you don't ruin your perfect little talons.
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He chuckled. "Well, I would like to take over anyone but I can not. I am tired to this nation no matter what." He shrugged and pushed himself towards the other. "And this is a child, a sweet little nation who can see everything I do and will only blame himself. It's rather entertaining to have him think that he is the reason for every body scattered around his feet."
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He narrowed his eyes. "You find this all rather amusing, don't you?"
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"Of course I do," he chuckled. "Are you not amused little angel?" Al reached his hand out, touching the other's face.
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He blushed, his face going a deep crimson. "Not in the least."
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Walking down the busy streets of New York, was a writer named Arthur.
Grasping a cup of warm coffee in his hand and walking down the busy streets he saw something peculiar. A man with wings standing just in the middle of the crowd.
Oh but what is this? An angel roaming the streets of a grey city? Oh how strange.
They have seen fairies and pixies before, but an angel here on earth? Now a completely diffrent story!
So just out of pure gut feeling they walked up to this man and tried to start a conversation with him. "Hello, Sir." Arthur said as the stranger turned around to look like him. They were fazed for a momment and was silent for a bit until he regained his train of thought.
"Would you like to talk over a nice cup of tea?"
NoOmega. Have a poorly done starter. I tried.
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The angel had been having a pleasant time being able to slip through the large crowds of New York. One of his friends had told him that someone dear to him was supposed to be here. But how could one tiny man find him in such a crowded city?
Being approached by someone was definitely the least of his expectations.
"...y-you see me?" he choked out finally.
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"Well, yes. Perfectly clearly. Wings and all." Arthur said with a ringing tone at the end. "It has been a while since I moved away from England. I almost never saw a fairy or magical creature again! Not until I stumbled upon you."
"Standing out, like the moon amongst stars. Very... Noticable I might say."
"Anyways, It would be better if we din't talked in a place with all these moving people." The writer suggested swiftly. "Maybe we can have a little snack somewhere?"
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The angel still couldn't wrap his head around it, no one could see him! People this day didn't believe in silly things like angels. "Can you at least let me turn into my human form? I'm not sure you want people to think you're talking to air."
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"Oh. Of course. Of course." Arthur said with a bit of a jump at the end. "I wouldn't mind at all."
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He took out his wand quickly and with a small flick of his wrist, he was in his casual attire with his wings hidden and halo gone. "There."
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"Great!" Arthur exclaimed. "So I guess we should go get a snack now."
"Should we settle this at a cafe or something?"
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He tucked the wand into his jacket and smiled. "Whatever you think is best sir. I'm not accustomed to New York yet."
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"Oh well, there's this doughnut shop near by." Arthur said, pulling the angel by his hand. "Come on, I'll go show you."
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He squeaked at someone touching him but followed behind him, eyes glued to the ground as his cheeks turned red.
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[[I believe it is high time we RPed again. Pick an au and a character and let's begin! only using parenthesis because peer pressure]
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((Hmm.... haunted house and Megan.))
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Arthur sat down in the window, looking out at the moving truck with a sigh. "Don't tell me it was sold again..."
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A younger looking girl, around 13-15, hopped out of the truck along with an lady who looked 45. The two stared up at the large house, both with hands on their hips, and then began the process of unloading the truck. Another car pulled up and two workers hopped out to help.
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He shook his head, resting his forehead against the cold glass. "Why someone so young?" he whispered to no one in particular, "Why can't this place just be torn down?"
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After a while, everything was inside and out of the truck. The workers drove away and the two were stuck to unpack the boxes themselves. "Megan, why don't you take your things upstairs? The hammer and nails are over there." The lady said, pointing to a few boxes in the corner. Megan obliged and took her things up the steps, grunting every so often. She had gotten the boxes up and began hammering the shelves to a wall. She hummed as she worked.
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He floated down to where she was working, watching her with interest. She was cute, that's for sure. It made the pain of knowing she faced a terrible fate even worse.
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[[Much suspense. Holy wow]]
She felt ma chiil run down her spine, but she knew it was an older house, so their must be a crack on the window. She stopped her work and went to a box titled "CLOTHES-M" where she opened it and rumaged through until she found a magenta jacket. She looked around the large room with great interest, but she felt as if she were being watched. "Hello?" She managed to call softly.
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He froze, his wings subtly flapping seemed to echo through the room. Did she see him? What gave him away?
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She didn't hear too much, but he called again, "Please, tell me if anyone is there. I won't hurt you."
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He slunk further into the shadows but in the process knocked a mirror off the wall. "DAMMIT!"
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She heard cussing and something shatter. She grabbed the staple gun and pointed it at the noise.
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He moved back, even though the gun wouldn't hurt him.
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[Can she see him?]
"I do not want to hurt you. Please, just come out." Her voice seemed to quaver as she called.
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(Not yet.)
He got down, his footprints appearing in the dust. "J-just calm down."
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Footsteps? Oh, gods, was it the Invisible Man? Or a ghost? She stiffened, her fingers about to nail this thing.
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"Don't be alarmed... I'm going to let you see me but you have to put the gun down first."
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". . . I don't trust you." She hissed, but set the gun down on a nearby box. Her body tingled and her brain told her to run far away.
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He let his invisibility shimmer off, showing his true form. "H-hi."
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"Y-You-you're. . " She stmmered and steped back into a box, falling onto her bottom. She stared at him.
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"I-I hope I didn't give you too much of a scare."
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"I almost h-had a heart-attack!" She wheezed, grabbing at her chest. "What even are you?!"
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"You could have been a demon . . ." she huffed.
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He pouted, crossing his arms. "I just don't want you to die here."
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"Die?" a nervous laughter filled the room, "Why would I die?"
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"..." He paused, fighting whether or not he should tell her.
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