Raychu Posted June 1, 2016 Share Posted June 1, 2016 Name: Lionel Saurien Nickname(s): Leo, Lion Age: 25 Position: Seme Species: Human Height: 5ft 7in Weight: 135 lbs Birthday: August 8th Nationality: French-American Sexuality: Bisexual Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Light pink Extra: He wears lighter clothes, usually consisting of his hoodies only. He prefers to have his hood up constantly to be hidden from prying eyes. Has a scar on his left thigh, barely visible since he got it when he was a kid. Also has a faint French accent. Personality: Lion is a charming person though he is quite conservative. He enjoys flirting but doesn't take it any farther than words or simple touches. He can be easily flustered if he says something embarrassing, usually trying to take back what he originally said. He can also be extremely bratty and immature if he feels threatened in any way. He's quite shy when it comes to having to show himself with people, preferring to put up his flirtatious personality than show his shy side. Likes: Birds, watching the stars, autumn, colder rooms, bitter fruits, reading, playing a prince role, knitting. Dislikes: Dogs, having to show off, loud banging noises, interacting with people, being seen through, sports. Occupation: Bird specialist at a pet store Bio: Lionel grew up in both France and America, traveling back and forth his whole life since his parents had divorced. Once he turned eighteen, he stopped seeing both of his parents, tired of being used as the way to get back at one another. He grew up with a macaw named Smith until an accident happened where he flew out the window. This helped Lionel realize the wanted freedom of birds. He got another bird, naming her Joy. He went to college, finishing it before he began visiting his parents again. After that he obtained his job as a bird specialist from working with them so long. Lionel has a half-sister (little sister) named Bella, watching her when his father had to take work leaves. He is known to hop around from place to place instead of settling down. Lionel didn't get along well with many people, usually keeping quiet until he saw it was fit for him to speak. Through his job he picked up the habit of flirting with the customers when trying to interest them in getting a new companion. Lionel was complicated as a kid and only got even harder to figure out as he got older, breaking off from society unless he was needed around. (For my use) Name: Bella Saurien Age: 10 Height: 4ft 4in Weight: 96 lbs Nationality: French-American Hyacinth Macaw: Joy Lionel was no stranger to the weird happenings in daily life. He had to deal with plenty of strange things from nut jobs to just plain odd. Nothing beat the competition of a lying man on the sidewalk. He looked… almost dead. A lifeless body that body that blocked the path. Now the brunet didn’t always jump to the worst conclusions, for all he knew this person could be dead drunk from partying too hard. It was the evening. It wouldn’t surprise him with how teenagers were now-a-days. Go hard or don’t go at all. He saw it in his college life with the fools who wasted their time drinking their grades away rather than focusing on what they were supposed to do when going to college. Graduate and get a job. He didn’t follow that path. Lionel made sure to keep a one track mind and not lose sight of where he was with useless temptations like parties. On his way home from work, a long stressful day at work mind you, he runs into a roadblock on the way. Now, Lionel wasn’t a completely heartless person, he could feel empathy and show kindness. Now, what was he supposed to show in this kind of situation? He didn’t know where the boy came from, let alone his name. Here he was, just staring down at a person that lay dead on the street. So many questions were flying through his head as he thought about what to do. Where did he come from? Why was he asleep on a street? What was his name? Why? Simply he wanted to know why. The biggest question on his list as he continued to stare. A random person just sleeping on the sidewalk, it wasn’t something you saw every day. In alleyways… perhaps more likely than out in the open. Especially where one could be trampled by feet. It was almost amusing for the brunet to see this scene sprawled out in front of him. “Hello? Are you okay? Do you need assistance?” Lionel leaned down and began shaking the boy gently before just letting him be. What was he supposed to do? Bring the boy along home? He was a stranger. Stranger danger, the oldest teaching in the book. Here he was going against all the alarms being set off in his head as he tried to pick the stranger up. It wasn’t easy for him, he wasn’t athletic, he barely any muscle as it was. Somehow he found himself holding this person on his back, as he drug him along home. It wasn’t easy walking as many blocks as he did with someone weighing you down. The looks he got made his day no better. He didn’t look like a hero, more like some weirdo who was carrying around a drunk person on his back. The walk may have been hard and torturous, he still drug himself as well as the useless body along. Once this person woke up, Lionel would have no problem laying into him. He may have been kind enough to do this, that didn’t he wasn’t going to be blunt and call this stranger an idiot for sleeping on open streets. Then he’d force the story of why he was there out from him. That would be his compensation. The answer to his question of why. The brunet juggled holding the stranger on his back as he tried to unlock his apartment door, barely getting inside before he dropped the person off the rails for the stairs. He dropped the person on the couch before closing the door and locking it. This wasn’t the best day he’s had, it was slowly making its way to being the worst. Barely ranking under the first day of college. Just barely. He’s never had to use his nonexistent muscles as he did today. He’s never been given such dirty looks before. And he’s never brought a stranger in his apartment. Though in the stranger’s defense, it was Lionel’s choice to even bring him in. That didn’t okay it. He was still doing things he’s never done before, very irritating things. It honestly would have been easier to just leave the stranger in the street if it was going to cause him this much trouble. The pink eyes looked over the stranger before his hyacinth began to squawk, begging to be let out. Joy was a loving bird, one who needed attention every time he stepped inside the door. It was a daily routine for him to walk inside and unlock the cage. After work he was still doing his job as a bird specialist, working with Joy. Teaching her new tricks and words. The most he could get out of her was ‘Hello’, ‘Pretty girl’, and occasional cat noises. He knew said more than that, she just didn’t say it in front of him. He heard her on her perch talking at night when he was supposed to be asleep. Joy wasn’t shy, she just didn’t care to talk around people. Lionel still loved her anyway. She was his companion, his best friend. Joy hopped onto her owners shoulder as he walked into the kitchen, receiving her bowl of food. He set it on the perch hold as Joy hopped down, happy to start feeding. He went into the fridge, grabbing an orange as he peeled it, pulling the slices out as he put them into the bowl. He ate the rest of the orange that he didn’t give her and he gently touched her feathers. Joy was a cuddly bird, he even had woke up with her in his bed many times. He hated leaving her in the cage, only leaving her in when he wasn’t home. His routine stuck to work and back and few occasional trips to stores and back. Joy was a large bird that needed to be let out of the cage often so she didn’t feel confined. He saw it once as a kid where a bird needed freedom or they could be gone, he wouldn’t make the same mistakes with Joy. “Hey pretty girl,” he cooed softly, leaving her to eat in peace. He found himself on the floor of the living room as he eyed the stranger once more. This was weird, having someone besides his family in his apartment. Especially someone he didn’t know. “When are you going to wake up?” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mik3la Posted June 2, 2016 Share Posted June 2, 2016 Angel Form Human Form Name: Adriel Age: beginning of time Eyes: Green Hair: White Bio: Adriel – Adriel is a lunar angel under Gabriel who rules one of the twenty-eight mansions of the Moon. He is also under Ariel, Uriel, Azrael & other angels of Death… & serves as an angel of divine judgement. Story: He is an angel that rules the twenty-eight circle of Heaven. He is under Gabriel's command and others and he is careful to give the proper divine judgement. But there is a single problem. He is not that 'angel' as he should be. He was a combination between a demon and an angel, but GOD was lavish, he asked the boy to remain in heaven, knowing the risks. He is tempered and sometimes causes trouble but that was when he was young. Now, if we calculate in human years, he was looking like a 23 years old boy, even if he had a lot, being along the angels since the beginning. He was one from few that were allowed to remain in heaven, under supervision by an Archangel. Now the problem is that he was cast from Heaven on Earth without a single memory about what happened up there or what was the reason that he was banished. Not to mention the fact that his wings were taken, leaving him without any divine power, only a few sparkles that he will find out. In Heaven started a fight between angels because of the rebellion and instigation to overcome the power of God, because he was to kind with humanity. Adriel, being one of the angels under Gabriel which was the Archangel and also a soldier , they fought with their other brothers to prevent a disaster. It wasn't something new that other angels from different circles didn't agreed with humans free will because they had to much freedom from their point of view and they were starting to destroy themselves. They saw a long time how humans were greed and envious on others, creating weapons of destruction and wars in which a lot of people died. They were playing as Gods, but they were only simple humans. They didn't like how God governed the situation and they wanted a change. As the fight in heaven was having place, Adriel was keeping intruders from God's chambers. What he didn't know was that he was betrayed by others and without hesitation he was knocked out by a bomb that exploded right near him. Yes, in Heaven they had bombs but not like the ones human had. As Adriel was on the floor looking at the ones that were passing him by, entering the chambers he saw very familiar faces. Azrael in particular which was one of the main guards out there. He was one of the protectors and he betrayed him. He betrayed God. The angels that assaulted the chambers came out screaming and cursing in anger because they didn't found HIM. Adriel smiled in derision, spitting out blood. Azrael narrowed his eyes seeing the boy smirking, getting even more angrier. Grabbing the boy by his collar he started to shake him. "Where is he?! Where did he go?!" he demanded. "He is clever than you all" said Adriel almost unconscious. "You are so protective. You believe his bullshit but he never loved you. He never loved us as he loved humans!" "He loved us, but he wanted us to be good, not selfish like you." "Ok … Let's see how much he loves you", he said pulling out a knife made of pure silver with different inscriptions that only angles had and which was lethal for them. Nothing could kill an angle, only that specific knife. Azrael turned Adriel with his wings up and started to cut one of them. Adriel screamed in pain when he felt the knife. It was burning like hell. It was like a million of needles where stroking his whole body. "Where is your precious God now, hugh? If he loves you so much why isn't he coming to save you?" he growled throwing the wing away, turning to cut the other one. "NO … Argh!!" "Now you're just a pathetic angel with no wings" he said getting rid of the other wing, letting Adriel bleeding on the floor. "You're saying humans don't deserve God's love … but neither do you", said Adriel through his tears. His wings. His wings were cut off. He wasn't anymore an angel. Why wasn't God helping him? Was he that insignificant? "You don't deserve to be in Heaven anymore. Throw him through the portal and send him to his precious humans" said Azrael to some random angel that was nearby. Two angels carried him to the Heaven Gates where the portal was open and throw him without hesitation. Adriel passed out before that happened, feeling only a warm breeze as he flew to Earth, landing on a road. He couldn't move nor could he open his eyes or speak. It was to difficult. Why did God let this happen? Why wasn't he fighting for his beliefs? This was to cruel from his part to let all that disaster happen. After a long time as he was laying there, eh heard someone getting near him and talking to him. Who was he? Another angel that wanted to kill him? Wasn't enough that they cut his wings? Now they came to finish the job? But wait. This one was … trying to help him? He wanted to respond, he wanted to move, to tell him something, but he was powerless. He lost to much power and because his wings were cut he was still in agony. Before he would try anything else he was carried by the person. Why was he helping him? A simple human was showing him kindness. Before he could think about other stuff he was sinking more in the darkness. He felt himself being carried again and that dropped on something soft, he thought. Where was he? Where did the human took him. He could only hear and presume what was about to happen. Was he going to kill him? Take out his blood? To many questions flew in his mind. Humans were scary, at least for him. He never got the chance to interact with one. They weren't allowed. There were other angels that had that job. The guardian Angels for human. He remembered that God told him that He assigned one angel per human to look after him. He also told him that every human has an guardian angel and guardian devil, which will involve in the humans decisions and thoughts. It depends on the humans will, which side he leans more. It’s a free arbitrary. He didn't understood back then, but he was starting to understand. Humans were so privileged. Angels didn't had an option in anything. They had to obey the Heavens Rules and that was it. But they had the 'free of choice'. That's why Azrael wanted to kill God. To be free of him. To have the possibility of choosing for himself, like humans. He felt sick at the thought of Azrael, pictures of him cutting his wings coming again in his mind. That thought was enough to make him push himself in waking up. Right after the boy spoke , Adriel opened his eyes, screaming at the same time a big 'NO!', breathing hard. His back hurt like hell. Little drops of water appeared on his forehead. He was sweating because of the pain. He looked around the place, being able to see where he landed in the end. He saw a person near him, sitting on the floor looking at him. Watering his lips he tried to speak. "W-water …. Please" he said in a whisper , feeling his neck to dry. "Please" he said again feeling a little dizzy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raychu Posted June 9, 2016 Author Share Posted June 9, 2016 Leon cringed at the scream, covering his ears as Joy started squawking in protest to the loud noise. It took her a bit for her to settle down to a few squawks here and there before he uncovered his ears, wincing at the ringing that started. He didn’t expect that to happen, maybe a small shout, not an ear bleeding scream. At the mention of water, he stood up, walking to the kitchen, not bothering comment on what just happened. After filling the cup with water, he picked Joy up on his shoulder as he walked back to the couch, sighing softly as he handed the cup to the boy. He’d damn everything if he had to help someone drink, so he just assumed this stranger would and should drink on his own. The brunette wouldn’t be playing the servant for this stranger just because he picked him up off the street. “Uh… Maybe it’s not my place to ask, though I feel I deserve some sort of explanation for finding you laying on the sidewalk and then bringing you into my home. Why were you asleep there?” Leon didn’t mean to be nosy, he still did have a right to know. The brunette lightly ruffled the feathers of the macaw, feeling her rub against him for attention. He chewed on the inside of his cheek as he waited for an answer. He didn’t know what else to say. This person was still a stranger to him, did that even make it okay to ask him about his personal life? It might have been easier just to leave the guy out on the sidewalk then drag him home. It might just cause him more problems than he needed. Leon wasn’t usually a picky person, he didn’t try to be a jackass daily, he just didn’t want to deal with some random stranger who slept on the street. It wasn’t even his business to bother with, so why did he? To be kind? To be the hero of the day? Of course not. He just felt bad leaving someone out in the hot sun being trampled by inconsiderate people. The brunet didn’t want to be one of those people. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mik3la Posted June 14, 2016 Share Posted June 14, 2016 After taking the cup he drank the whole content with a huge thirst. It was like he didn't have water for ages. Once he finished he breath deep feeling a little better, gaining his strength in his muscles. When he saw the bird on the boys back, he got a head-eke. It was so familiar but could't remember exactly what. He just bend his hand on his shoulder reaching a little bit the back, feeling, like something was missing. Hearing the boys words he turned his face, lifting his green eyes to him. He still had flashbacks in his head, not quite understanding what were they wanting to tell him. "I ... I wasn't sleeping. I was .... I don't remember" he said slowly, keeping a hand to his forehead feeling his head like it was gonna explode. "All I know is that my name is Adriel but .... I don't know what happened to me " , he mumbled looking at the boy. "Is like a huge barrier of darkness", he added turning his head to the side. "Sorry .... You probably think I am crazy". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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