Annie

[QUOTE=ThoraxtheImpaler] I also have a question. Okay, I need to know if I can playGuild Wars, but I can't figure out the friggin specs of my computer. There are a few games I know I'm able to play, like Alice and Neverwinter Nights, but i don't know if they're anywhere near Guild Wars.[/QUOTE] [size=1]I believe you've already asked this question before in the Guild Wars thread. I remember a bunch of us trying to explain what you should probably do, but obviously, you didn't pick up on it. You might find your answer if you go back and read through that thread. This Nexus idea sounds like it'll be exciting. I only play Guild Wars, but it'd be nice to see discussions about other MMORPGs and perhaps think about playing those someday. [/size]

[size=1]Some/Most you've seen on the OB; whether they are used by members, or I've used them myself. [list] [*] [IMG]http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/5250/arikavi0ea.jpg[/IMG] [b]Category[/b]- Angel Sanctuary [b]Name[/b]- Kurai [*] [IMG]http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/8184/avcode3qt.jpg[/IMG] [b]Category[/b]- Angel Sanctuary [b]Name[/b]- Setsuna [*][IMG]http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/651/setbad2av5ih.jpg[/IMG] [b]Category[/b]- Angel Sanctuary [b]Name[/b]- Setsuna [*] [IMG]http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/1993/belialcont9ht.jpg[/IMG] [b]Category[/b]- Angel Sanctuary [b]Name[/b]- Mad Hatter [*] [IMG]http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/7351/belialstripered8dk.jpg[/IMG] [b]Category[/b]- Angel Sanctuary [b]Name[/b]- Mad Hatter [*] [IMG]http://img9.imageshack.us/img9/7623/madhatteravi20tn.jpg[/IMG] [b]Category[/b]- Angel Sanctuary [b]Name[/b]- Mad Hatter [/list][/size]

[size=1]^_^ Yes, pencil is the only medium I've felt comfortable with. What type of pencil[s] did you use for these pics?[/size]

[size=1]Why don't you give us an explanation of why that's "the best out there"? Also, it's not good to double post. It'd be a good idea to use the "Edit" button at the bottom of your post to add something... I suggest, if you like angelic themes, Angel Sanctuary. The story is amazing, and the art is gorgeous. I've been addicted to this manga since I picked it up. I've been collecting it for nearly, if over, a year now. There are only 8 volumes released in the US as of late, and volume 9 should be out pretty soon; like in the next couple of days/weeks. The story is complex, so it's a manga that will suck you in and force you to read more. I can't read this manga in one or two sittings. Whenever I get a volume, I read it all in one shot. It's impossible to put down and pick up later. Twists and turns throughout the entire manga, it's just so fun to read. Another manga that I enjoyed thoroughly was The Demon Ororon. It was very short, unfortunately, only 4 volumes. But the art is amazing, and the story is tragic. A demon named Ororon is the King of Hell, and he ends up on Earth to escape. He meets a girl named Chiaki who is half human, half Angel. Basically, they try to keep Ororon under a low profile so bounty hunters from Hell don't kill him. But it's very good....I can't tell you why it's a "tragic" story. You will just have to read it for yourself ^_~ Both mangas I really suggest. Also, Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicles and xXx-Holic are awesome. Of course, Clamp puts out really amazing manga, so you can depend on them to be fun to read. PS: I think Naruto only has 7 released in the US.[/size]

[size=1]The shading style is great. I feel that the first one (group) needs a bit more contrast. But other than that, it looks good. Characters are spaced apart really well. Meaning, they aren't too cluttered or too far apart. It's well balanced. The second picture is really nice as well. The shading is really good. You show the direction of the light, and it's really hard to capture that sometimes. I'm a black/white artist myself, and I love shading. So it's exciting to see it and learn from it. Very nice job.[/size]

[size=1][b]"I wasn't 'flattering' you, dear,"[/b] Azrael stood on top of the table he had been occupying, [b]"And one more thing, don't talk about me as if I were a mere child. I can very well take care of myself." "You know exactly what I was doing, Azrael. I wasn't insulting you,"[/b] Belial flung the cigarette in one hand and the lighter in the other. [b]"I suppose. I'm sorry. I'm just a bit tense about this whole thing-" "Because there's a girl involved now, right? That angel who plays the bells, Raphelle, was it?"[/b] Belial puffed on his death stick and leaned against the wall. Drew stared at his friend. And Azrael stared back. [b]"No, Drew. You can't have a piece of that,"[/b] said the angel with an all-knowing tone, [b]"Not even I can have a piece." "So, what do we plan on doing?"[/b] Drew completely ignored, [b]"Should we wait for Dead?" "No, you two should go ahead. I'll stay here and meet up with Dead, then we'll come for you,"[/b] Belial sifted through wilted magazines that lay on the nightstand at his right, [b]"As soon as you leave this apartment, you are going to go west and find a jewelry store called 'Spence's Merchandise'. It is barred up and falling apart, but if you go around the back you can find the side entrance open. I want you two to wait for us in the basement. I've already planted curses there so the angel's can't penetrate. But it's only safe for another two hours, so we will have to hurry to the gate once Dead and I arrive." "So I can go on my own? Thank you, Daddy,"[/b] Azrael mocked throwing the lust demon a stupid smile. [b]"Get your ass out of here before I put my foot in it, bitch." "All right, keep your shirt on, Fabio,"[/b] Azrael jumped to the floor and walked towards the window, [b]"Let's go, Drew. You get your show-free flying lesson." "Damnit. Well, at least you won't hold me upside down. I think she forgot that humans have this problem when they hang upside down for too long, the blood rushes to the head,"[/b] Drew swayed over to Azrael's side. [b]"And that would a negative impact on your feeble mind?"[/b] Belial replied with a curt, blunt, and monotonous voice. Before Drew could spin around to retort, Azrael grabbed his wrist and lept from the window. His mechancial wings buzzed with the flow of electricity and spread open as gracefully as modern technology could allow. [b]"Now, how are we able to fly around in broad daylight, without being spotted?!"[/b] Drew yelled over powerful gusts of wind. [b]"Have you ever heard of anyone seeing angels before their deaths?"[/b] Azrael winked, [b]"It's because we're going too fast for the human eye. Take a look under us, Drew. You'll see nothing but whiteness."[/b] Drew took a second to think about if he was wanting to look down. He struggled to clamp his other hand over Azrael's. With hesitation, Drew glanced over his shoulder. Azrael was right, he couldn't make out a building from clouds. He didn't even have the slightest idea of how high they were, and it frightened him. Azrael felt Drew's grip tighten dramatically. [b]"Calm down, Drew. I won't drop you." "I want down! I don't like this, Az!" "Just a minute more, I promise." "Azrael!!"[/b] Drew pulled. [b]"Drew, stop this! If you throw off my balance, we'll crash! Just relax, and trust me!"[/b] Azrael gritted his teeth as he tried to keep his center of balance in his favor. They were getting very close to the haven; the darkness of Belial's curses started to make Azrael's hair stand on the back of his neck. [b]"Almost there, Drew. Hold on."[/b] -- Sitting on the edge of the bed, Belial twirled the pack of cigarettes in the palm of his hand. His eyes locked dead on with the window, waiting for Seraphim to burst in. He could feel Dead's temper, and would do his very best to keep his mouth clamped from making a comment about his demon form. For, in Belial's mind, no one's demon form was more beautiful than his own. A gentle breeze approached, forcing Belial's red hair to whisp about. [b]"And so he comes forth,"[/b] he smirked, loosening his black tie from it's tight hold around his neck. Just as predicted, the wind picked up more violently as Dead charged into the window. As soon as he landed, his body quickly transformed back into his human form and he stepped forward. His furious eyes scanned the apartment then quickly reverted back to Belial. [b]"Where are they?" "He and Drew are on their way to the haven." "And Woe, not that I give a rat's ass." "She ran into Metatron, Raphelle, and their human friend, and left them alive."[/b] Dead stared him in the face. Not a blink, nor glimmer of a readable emotion. Belial fidgeted for a brief moment before deciding he should keep his distance. [b]"You're..kidding?" "Absolutely not. I should have maimed her when I had her in my hand,"[/b] Belial growled, crushing the pack he held. [b]"The next time we see her, it'll be her last. I swear to fucking Lucifer,"[/b] Dead took in a deep breath before turning to the window. [b]"Let's get to the others and head to the gate. We don't have a moment to spare,"[/b] Belial followed, dropping the crumpled pack and a smoked cigarette. -- [b]"Here we are, Drew. Look,''[/b] Azrael slowed his flight and gently soared to the ground, placing Drew on the ground first. Though Drew was happy to be on the ground, he wasn't too thrilled to be a limp noodle. The flying had rendered his body weak and wobbly in the knees. He lay in the filth of the alley way, waiting for his muscles to gain their confidence. Azrael chuckled at his human friend and looked for the side door. [b]"Hey Az, what do you think we're going to do about Woe?" "I'm sure once Dead finds out that she left Metatron alive, he'll kill her,"[/b] Azrael nodded, as if agreeing with a seperate voice. [b]"Wow, is that how the fallen angels get punished?" "No, just special cases like Woe. We have had thousands of those sorts. So, it's no skin off of Lucifer's back,"[/b] pushing on a door. [b]"Special cases?"[/b] Drew echoed. [b]"Yeah, ones that are starting to get out of hand. She's disobeyed orders given by Lucifer himself, and her 'master', Dead. Belial, Dead, and myself are a level below Lucifer. So disobeying our orders is like spitting on Lucifer's foot,"[/b] Azrael beckoned Drew. [b]"I can't move." "Nonsense,"[/b] Azrael smirked and held out his hand. He curled his fingers into his palm, and as if he were pulling strings that were attached to Drew's body, the human rose from the ground and levitated to Azrael. [b]"Whoa! How did you do that?! Can I learn?" "Not yet,"[/b] Azrael winked and entered the dark building. Belial had said it was falling apart, but didn't warn them about that first step. Both Drew and Azrael took on step forward, only to find that there was no floor and fell one story down into the basement. Growling and groaning, the two climbed to their feet. The basement smelt of meldew and vinegar. Drew wrinkled his nose and coiled back a few steps. [b]"What in the hell is that smell?" "Belial's curses. You'll get used to it,"[/b] Azrael brushed away the tears that formed in his eyes. No matter how many years he had spent with Belial, the sting of vinegar always seemed to burn his eyes. [/size] Okay, I'm going to make this clear: Read each other's posts carefully. Failure to get a certain detail could throw off the story, or another member's character plot. I suggest everyone decide what they want their character to do, and stick with it. So what we have now is Dead and Belial are together, Drew and Azrael are together, Johanna is injured, Metatron and Raphelle are paired up and with Johanna, and Gabriel is advancing to meet up with them (I'm only going to assume seeing as that's all he can do right now ^_^). Woe has obviously gone MIA, and I [b]highly[/b] advise for her to get herself under control. Once again, I'm going to shine the light on [b]reading everyone's posts thoroughly[/b]. Characters are getting tossed around, and it is making everyone's posts a bit tough to write up. If I have any more problems, and I have to touch on this subject once more, I'll eliminate the problem. Period.

[quote name='Bio][font=Trebuchet MS]That [b]has[/b'] to be Cloud in the banner. [/font][/quote] [size=1]Nope, it's adult Naruto ^-^ I asked James that exact question last night, lol. Well, I asked if it were a FF character. But it is Naruto. Either way, both characters are hot.[/size]

[size=1]Hm.This would be a crazy show, you know this right? lol. Especially, when you see who everyone lists. I mean, I think insanity would begin to ensue with just seeing Siren and Drix D'Zanth in one room together for five minutes. Or you'd see blood when putting me and Dragon Warrior together for six months. Of course, I'd be the one shedding his blood...>.> But anyway, I'll give you my list: [list][*][b]Mimmi[/b]- Who in their right mind wouldn't love to spend 6 months with this fantabulous OB sweetheart? She's incredibly sweet, and I think is the one person I would never be able to get enough of. 6 months, feh! Give me more! [*][b]James[/b]- .........need I say anything? I can say that there will be tons of blooping, magic shoe performances, hat tipping, and cane twirling adventures that would result in my neverending giggling, squeeing, and laughing fits. Not to mention, you'd probably find us gabbing about The Matrix, Marilyn Manson, and Tim Burton all day long. [*][b]^.^[/b]- I couldn't live without my twin brother! He possesses all the shiney stones and bunny rabbits, and all the care in the world. Of course I would like to spend 6 months of whirlwind adventures with him ^_^ But I'm also worried that our "secret" lives might hender....>.>...

[size=1]Holy Christ, James. I am totally loving this. It's so much cleaner and "elegant"--as you put ^_^ It most certainly is. The sidebar. I absolutely dig that. It looks as if you're looking down the side of a building in Tokyo. I'm glad you informed me who is now occupying the header. Having him to look at every time I sign-on is a great joy ^_~ Gotta love that crazy Naruto. The colors are phenominal, granted it's still blue, but the more creamy silver gives the site a fresh and kinda omega-ish look. Yes, omega. To be honest, the site looks like The Mechancial Animals' CD case O_o I'm so excited over the little "go" buttons XD I don't know why...but they're too cool. And the Jukebox looks spectacular..Very snazzy and heavenly! [b]Edit[/b]: Now I see what Dagger was talking about. I am really liking the "reply" "edit" buttons :p[/size]

[size=1]All right guys, if you're a member of the Graphics Club, I'm rather disappointed that you haven't checked out the [b]Retri vs Sean[/b] battle. Even as much as Retri complains that he didn't like his graphic, it took time and effort to come up with it. And I find it disrespectful and a put down if no one gives a thought into it. Members outside of the Club, please check it out. Make a vote, possibly? It irritates me that artists aren't getting the feedback (even, and espeically if it's negative) they strive to grow off of. Get it together GFX members.[/size]

[QUOTE=Sage]What is this whole "get married" issue with you guys?! That's very concervative to think that two people can't really love each other until they get married. [/QUOTE] [size=1]No body's saying that you can't love before marriage. All we're talking about is virginity, and when people feel it's acceptable to still be one. You don't need to **** someone to prove you love them. I find that to be trashy. If you're going to have sex for love, that's great. If you're going to have sex just because you want to, that's great, too. Just make sure you use protection and all necessary precautions. [/size] [quote name='Sage']Do you even know what marriage is? It's a symbol of commitment![/quote] [size=1]And sex can't be recognized as commitment? Give me a break. It may not be a marital commitment, but it's one you have to focus yourself on being responsible and careful. Sex is a huge commitment to yourself; to make sure you're in good health, and to make sure your partner is also in good health. Marriage is a commitment, and it's something that people feel is a safe place in their lives to have sex. This is an acceptable practice (to wait until you're married to have sex). It's safe, and if you feel like you can stay with this person for a very long time, then you can feel comfortable giving your innocense to them. I see nothing wrong with waiting until marriage.[/size] [quote=Sage]Marriage has ultimately little to do with loving somebody. Love comes first, then marriage. But I believe that love is enough, it in itself is a great symbol of commitment - a very natural one since it's a feeling we get inside. So why wait until you get married if you've already found somebody to love and who you want to share your everything with? What's the point?[/quote] [size=1]Is it me, or do you have something against marriage, lol. There are plenty of couples who love each other and don't get married (my parents, Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russel). But as I've said before, some people just find that it's acceptable to wait for marraige. Some will agree (including myself) with the whole loving someone and staying with them for the rest of your lives without being married. There's nothing wrong with either "option". It's how people see it. I would be too scrutinizing against marriage.[/size]

[size=1]That is [i]the most[/i] disturbing version of Wonka I've ever seen. [b]Ever[/b]. However, I'm sorry to say to you that this doesn't look too much like Walken. I saw both pics you used. One of some completely random college kid, and of Walken's appearance from Batman Returns..I think there's another pic there, but I can't tell. And if there is, I don't know what it is. The head is fuzzy, and looks a bit odd laid on top of the Batman Returns picture because that pic is very rich in color and grain. It's a fun pic, but I can't say that I'm too fond of it >_>[/size]

[size=1]I can say that I'm very excited to see the movie. I'm always fascinated with Burton's movies. I think the first movie that caught me, and still moves me today, is [b]Edward Scissorhands[/b]. I remember watching it when I was a little girl, and not really understanding it...perhaps, even a bit frightened of it. But, it's one of his classics and it really sticks in my childhood memories. I've loved every movie from Burton [that I've seen]. Besides, Danny Elfman happens to be my favorite composer. And I agree with DW, Elfman's music is "just for" Burton movies. I mean, he did well for Spiderman, but I believe that Elfman was made for Burton movies. His music is incredible, and unmatched. I can't say enough for Danny.. Is Elfman doing the music for Corpse Bride? [/size]

[size=1]When did you get back, Tyo? Anyway, it's "Annalisse" and I'm not upset that you couldn't remember. It's a tough name for anyone to remember how to spell, and we went by our last names for 8 months, lol. It's always fun to introduce people to the OB. It's a community I love sharing because everyone is nice and friendly (for the most part, heh).[/size]

[size=1]I lost my virginity at the age of 16 to an undeserving jerk. Do I regret it? Yes, and no. Yes, because I wasn't ready for what came along with sex. I didn't get pregnant, and I don't have an STD. But paranoia doesn't get cured too easily; even though you know your sexual intercourse was protected, it's just a feeling that lingers in the back of your mind when the menstral cycle is thrown off for a week or two. And no, I don't regret it because it made me be more cautious. And there's that motto: you live, you learn. It wasn't a terrible experience, but it is an experience I wish I could've held off for someone else. I've had pretty bad sexual experiences, and I've had some good ones. But all in all, the bad ones have left me scarred, and wishing I was still a virgin. I find that virginity is something that should be respected. And to all my friends who are still virgins, know that I admire you, and in some case, envy you. Your virginity shouldn't be tossed around like some sour taste in your mouth. It's something you should protect until you find the right person and/or moment. I don't care how old you are by the time you have sex, when it's time, it's time. You should rush it, just let it come naturally. It's like eating your favorite candy, if you eat it all up too fast, it's gone and you get a stomach ache. But if you savor it, it lasts longer and is more enjoyable.[/size]

[size=1]Hmm...well, I don't really know what to say about this one. It's not bad, and it's not mediocre..so don't flatter yourself with saying that! *tsks you* It's sleek and simple; you're wonderful style. I'm not being sarcastic. You're the only person I know that can pull off that style, and it actually looks f***ing hot. [/size]

[size=1]*grumbles at Sean* Thanks for letting us know you edited your post, silly boy. Anyway, I shall cast my vote now. My vote goes to [b][color=darkred]Retribution[/color][/b]. And now, a bit of critiquing from Annie! [b]Sean[/b]- I like the color and tone. Very subtle and and calming. The texture is nice as well, it looks like an oil painting. However, I'm not sure if I like how you bunched the text into one corner. I just can't feel the meaning/theme...Perhaps if it were spread apart. You know, the "eyes open" on the pic of the open eye, "eyes closed" in the pic of the closed eye. Even so, I really can't see the flow of the theme in this graphic. [b]Retribution[/b]- I don't see why you were freaking out about this battle. Your piece is delightful, and very in depth. Symbolism is very important and is something that's hardly ever seen to it's full meaning, and you've clearly let it shine in this one. The theme "life" can be seen in your graphic, and I list: [list][*][b]The Child[/b]- Innocense, curiousity, growth and development. All things a child carries, and sometimes, never loses. Only in a child will you find these things to be pure, true, and untainted by the immorals of society. [*][b]The Toys[/b]- I see movement. I see this representing how fast a child grows up, and how short life can be. To live life to the fullest, enjoy the ride, take one step at a time. [*][b]The Popsicles[/b]- I feel that the joys we receive in life can be found in a simple of things, such as ice cream. Children are the one thing in life that hold so much sweetness. And watching them grow in health, curiousity, and acknowledgement is a delightful treat. [/list] All that and a bag of potato chips...Plus, the colors are so rich and bright, the quality is stunning and amazing. So clear and clean, it looks as if I'm looking out my window. Good job guys.[/size]

[size=1]Azrael sighed heavily, and walked over towards the pile of bones and the steaming angel. Her aura was pulsating with rage, and it was over-flowing through her eyes. Dead yawned, what can you say, he gets bored rather quickly. He picked at his fingernails, and let out a heavy huff; his attempt to communicate to Azrael that he was getting fed up with this angel. Azrael knew exactly what Dead wanted, but he also knew it would put them in a crimp if anything were to happen. Hell's Army wasn't strong enough yet, and they needed all the able bodies they could muster; even if they were Heaven-bound. [b]"Woe, I know he shot you in the ass, and I'll take care of him,"[/b] Azrael knelt beside his friend, [b]"but we must control ourselves. We can't be wasting our energy and strength on each other. There are 3 very powerful angels of God that want to maim us-" "Specifically, you,"[/b] Dead pointed, blowing Azrael a half-felt kiss. [b]"Ahem, yeah. That doesn't mean they'll hesitate to decapitate you if given the chance. And Dead, don't say 'let them try' because I know you are extremely powerful..but you can't speak for Metatron and Gabriel. I am not even aware of their current strength. For all we know, they could be just as strong as us. This is something we must be prepared for,"[/b] Azrael rolled Drew onto his back. He bit at his thumb to produce a small puddle of blood. He rubbed his thumb into the palm of his right hand and drew the pentacle star. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Azrael pressed his hands together so that the star was on both hands and began to massage over Drew's chest. [b]"What's the deal with him anyway?"[/b] Woe grumbled, looking at the small hole in the backside of her robes. [b]"He's got an illness that controls his mind at random. He hears voices, and since his soul is weak, he listens to them. You really have to be patient with him,"[/b] Azrael began massaging over Drew's chest. [b]"Psycho?"[/b] Woe rubbed her rump. [b]"No, he's disturbed. I'm psychotic,"[/b] Dead started, [b]"Well, maybe I'm both." "You can say that again,"[/b] Azrael chuckled. [b]"What are you doing? Are you healing?"[/b] Woe crouched beside Azrael. She was attentive, but cautious to get too close to Azrael. Whether he'd try to strangle her again, or he would be distracted if he was healing, Woe was not going to find out. Which was a smart move because Drew's body began to hover slightly and started to glow red. Azrael's hands trembled and Drew fell back to the ground. The dark angel clutched his right hand and sunk fully to his knees. After a few minutes of silence, and focus on Drew, the human moaned and blinked his eyes open. [b]"Am I dead..?" "No, idiot,"[/b] Woe stood and balled her fists on her hips, [b]"Fortunately for you, Azrael healed you." "I didn't know ya could heal,"[/b] Drew slowly sat up and shook his head. He looked down at his hands and saw that his wounds were gone. He felt over his forehead to run his fingers over smooth, dry skin. Azrael smirked and stood slowly. Dead soon stood beside him and gave Azrael a narrow eye. [b]"When and where did you learn to do that?" "Well, when you live in the mortal realm for so long, you pick up on different cultures. I happened to take a keen interest in the occult and learned many things from it. Healing was one; though, you have to sacrifice your blood,"[/b] Azrael shrugged, [b]"Luckily I'm immortal again." "So, can we go after the angels now?"[/b] Dead groaned, helping Drew to his feet. [b]"I think we should. I have a strange feeling things are going to heat up,"[/b] Azrael smiled. Drew, Dead, and Woe stood back. It was the first time Drew and Dead had seen Azrael smile, and it gave Woe the chills. So maniacal and chesire-like, it would make even Belial uneasy if he had seen. He was excited. The group climbed down the fire escape and started towards the bridge. Of course, Azrael led them in a different route, hoping not to run into Gabriel just yet. But to his disappointment, he felt a gush of purity and knew they were too close for comfort. [b]"Azrael,"[/b] Drew started, but was hushed by Dead's hand. [b]"He's not too far, and I feel that third party...."[/b] Azrael snuck to the edge of the building to take a look. Cautiously, he peeked his head around the corner to see three figures. A human woman, who must be their contact and Gabriel who was holding the third angel. She was so stunningly beautiful, Azrael couldn't take his eyes from her. She was so delicate and innocent, but her soul was shaken. It was as if someone had just given her word that something dear to her was dead. Her body trembled in Gabriel's arms, and her face was twisted with pain. [b]"Why...why do I feel I know her.."[/b] he whispered to himself as he grasped at his chest. [b]"Who's that chick angel?"[/b] Drew called over Azrael's shoulder. [b]"I don't know for sure. Somehow, I feel that I know her from a long time ago,"[/b] Azrael shoved Drew off. [b]"She looks tormented,"[/b] Drew smoothed out his shirt. Azrael continued to stare. He wanted to see her eyes, just to get a confirmation. Azrael stood back a bit as they began to move. The human woman first, then Gabriel followed. He took the female angel by the hand and pulled her to move. However, she did not budge, and Gabriel turned around to see what was keeping her. She turned her head to look Azrael directly in the face. Her eyes sparkled with a blue so bright, it cut through the shadows he lurked in. A gentle gust of wind forced her long, glowing blonde hair to dance around her. As if her precious face couldn't be anymore breath-taking, she smiled. [b]"My....Raphelle.."[/b] Azrael gasped and stumbled backwards, nearly toppling over Drew.[/size]

Most of every time I see you online, you're always idling or away, or both. Maybe you should make yourself more available :p I

So the story seems to be flimsing here and there. I just want to ask everyone to please read over new posts before you write up yours. Characters are floating back and forth and all around recently, and it's looking rather flaky and sloppy. So please, pay attention to locations and other details. Also, another thing that has been a problem is a slight lack of respect for each other's characters. We all have powerful characters, and are itching to set them free, but remember to be considerate towards one another. Ego's are terrible to have, especially when trying to write with a new team. I have an ego, and I have my right to. As does each of you! BUT, we (including myself) can't let our ego's and pride get to us. So, with myself, I'm asking everyone to respect each other's characters. As they say in theater, the show must go on! Post, my little pretties!

Jolly good show, ol' chap. I agree with Gavin. It's kind of hard for them, and myself, to follow seeing as how you can't really predict "my" actions, or motivation. This is why you [b]need[/b] to post the second chapter. This first chapter introduced a jumbled tangle, and a suspense that must be explained. Very good, bro. Keep it comin'. :flasher:

[size=1][b]"He will be all right, Azrael?"[/b] Drew, growing surprisingly concerned it threw Azrael off guard. [b]"Yes, for the third time, Drew. Belial can handle his own. May not seem like it, but he can be obscenely brutal,"[/b] the angel tried to reassure his friend. The two had stumbled and limped a good few city blocks before Azrael paused and stared into the sky. Drew, now able to half-walk on his own, continued without realizing no one was at his side. [b]"Az, what's up? Don't just stop like that and let me wander forth like a blooming idiot!"[/b] Drew protested and shook a dried up bloody hand at him. Azrael did not say a word; only, he lifted one hand as to shush Drew. He turned ever so slightly as if he were trying to catch the wind better in his ear. Drew could always tell when he was concentrating by the excited twitching under his over coat. It was his wings, itching to stretch out and take flight. It only happened whenever Azrael was excited or angry. This is where Drew always wound up confused. Azrael's emotions never showed in his face until it was too late; meaning, if he was mad, you could only tell just seconds before he delivered a blow to the face. Drew found this out the hard way. But that's another story. For now, Drew pondered on what his friend was up to, and his silence was annoying. [b]"Azrael, hello?" "I think--I think we've come across the second member of Hell's party,"[/b] Azrael's face lit up with a child-esque charm, [b]"Quickly, before we lose him!"[/b] With this, Azrael leapt into the air, leaving poor and injured Drew to fend for himself on the ground. [b]"Hey! That's not fair, you fucker!"[/b] Drew scrambled to run down the alley and keep an eye to the sky. Azrael zoned out during flight. It was near impossible to get through to him when he went airborne. This was the one time Azrael could truly be the magnificence he used to be. Soaring through the air was the most amazing feeling he could ever relate to being pure and releasing. Though, it had changed quite so because of the extremely difficult to control mechanics of his modernized wings. His first time testing his metallic wings was chaos. He nearly killed Dr. Allington and the rest of the scientific board. He had to control a series buttons on a small panel on his chest. Electricity would then be powered to his wings and with a touch of the red button, the wings would thrust open and release a magnetic field powerful enough to raise Azrael's body off of the ground. All he had to do was balance his weight; whenever he wanted to thrust to the left, he just had to shift his weight to his left. You can imagine the extensive training he had to endure to perfect flight once more. Ahead, Azrael caught a glimpse of action in the sky. A woman being tossed around in the air like a ragdoll, and a dark pair of wings swooping to catch her. Azrael assumed her to be Woe for her stark white wings, which the darker figure now gripped in his hand. [b]"And he must be Dead Seraphim,"[/b] Azrael snickered and watched on curiously. Below, Drew collapsed onto a dumpster for support. He gasped for breath as he climbed atop of the dumpster and looked for a blunt object to chunk at his floating angel companion. Azrael gazed at Dead's swift, cold movements. He showed no compassion or mercy for the angel he held tightly to in his frightening clutch. His sword flamed with anticipation as he took aim to the angel's back. Sighing, Azrael decided enough was enough. Although, he always wanted to see what would become of a wingless angel. He knew very well they would become a mortal, but he also knew of rumors. Rumors that once an angel's wings have been severed from their bodies, that angel would become insane with pain and anger. Azrael only knew of one angel that this terrible end had happened to. It was said that Casamaran, Angel of Summer, was given this punishment for gloating in his practice of causing humans suffering with his powers of extreme heat and droughts merely just for fun. So, snapping out of his day dreaming, Azrael held out his hand. Sparks and crackles of pulsating energy shot out from his fingertips, finding its way to Dead's open chest. He reeled backwards, releasing his grip on Woe. His face flushed red with rage and slight embarassment. [b]"Who dares?!"[/b] the fallen growled, pointing his blade in Azrael's direction. [b]"Hello,"[/b] Azrael waved playfully. In a matter of minutes, the two sat side by side on the edge of the roof. They gazed down at the pouting human that is Drew, and a furious angel cleaning her wings as best she could. [b]"What happened?"[/b] Dead plucked lazily at his blade. [b]"Drew and I were in a bit of a car accident, and Belial showed up. After he told me that you and this Woe,"[/b] Azrael waved his hand at her, as if he were tipping a hat at her, [b]"were on Earth, Angelic putrids showed up." "Who, may I ask,"[/b] Dead yawned and looked towards the bridge. [b]"Gabriel, Metatron, and a female,"[/b] Azrael's voice trailed off. [b]"A female? You don't know who she is?" "She...looked familiar. Almost as if I'd known her before. Her spirit is so clean, but empty." "Eh? Could you do me a favor? Stop mumbling, and speak up. My hearing just isn't what it used to be,"[/b] Dead grumbled. His hearing was just fine, and he knew it. However, in the mortal realm, most of his exquisite senses were diluted; hearing was one of them. [b]"Oh, nothing. Probably my imagination, and she's probably a newly born angel sent down to get some training. Needless to say, I don't like leaving Belial on his own. I know he can take care of himself, but I don't trust Metatron. Never have, never will,"[/b] Azrael grunted as he stood and jumped from the building. He landed in front of Woe, who stepped back before she could get stomped on. She glared up at Azrael. He bent over slightly to appear in her face. He sensed she was disgusted with Dead and she was not liking the looks of Azrael. [b]"If you have something to say, m'lady, do say it. I have no patience for the likes of God-loving angels,"[/b] he spoke as cooly as he could manage without bursting into laughter at Woe's fuming eyes. The girl stared up at him, her anger spilling out of her every pore; almost giving her a glowing aura. Her jaw twitched, as well as one of her eyes. [b]"Speak up, Angel!"[/b] Azrael boomed, thrust a hand forward, grabbing a hold of her white robs and pushed her against the brick of the wall. [b]"Get your hands off of me,"[/b] she growled in response, [b]"You are not my master." "Oh, really? What, you think Dead is your master?"[/b] Azrael pointed up, [b]"Or do you still believe God is? Don't make me laugh." "You're nothing to me. All you are to me is an assignment that needs to be completed." "Child, do you know whom you speak to?"[/b] Azrael jerked her face to his, [b]"I am the Angel of Death. And you, every living creature, soul, and being, is on my rather tempermental list. Don't piss me off, dearest Woe."[/b][/size]

New addition to my list is the newly revised Mechanical Angel. If you haven't been keeping up, do so now. I mean it.

You know, you just posted in a thread that was 1) relatively dead, and 2) people had seen it, and came to discuss it.

[size=1][b]"Sure, D,"[/b] Azrael chuckled so lightly, he barely heard himself, [b]"But why don't you concentrate on driving, before you--Fuck!"[/b] Azrael clutched onto the dashboard as Drew veered into oncoming traffic. Horns blared harshly, piercing through the glass and into Azrael's ears. Grills soared just inches away from his door. The desperate screams of the people on the sidelines weren't enough to overpower Azrael's yelling. And yet, all the while, Drew continued to weave in and out of consistent games of chicken with semi trucks, dump trucks, and other insanely large vehicles. [b]"Drew, what the fuck is wrong with you?! Do you want to die?!" "Drew doesn't have a purpose here anyway, right? All he does is get himself and others around him in trouble, right? He's useless, right?! Tell me, Azrael, is this how he dies? He knows it's coming! Look at his face!"[/b] As if on cue, the front end of Drew's junk car took a clip, and in a blink of an eye it was chunked over the side of the bridge. Azrael grabbed onto Drew, and clasped him tightly to his chest. The remains of the mutilated spun around furiously, nearly creating it's own tornado of debris. [b]"Azrael, what the-"[/b] Drew, who came to, slapped and tried to reach for the steering wheel. His eyes widened in sudden terror as the hunk of metal plunged into a pillar. [i]20 minutes later[/i] [b]"Drew, wake up man. Don't die on me, you piece of shit,"[/b] Azrael groaned, not at pain, but at the annoyance of his friend's actions. Sirens chorused in the distance, and speckles of blues and reds danced on the horizon. Grunting with dissatisfaction, Azrael stood up and pulled the limp, tormented child to his feet. [b]"Jesus God-damned Christ, you're heavier than I thought,"[/b] smirking with the slight humor of a skinny human being so heavy, the angel limped off into the shadows of fallen piece of the highway's overpass. Unfortunately for them, their escapade with the lips of Death landed them in the very wrong part of the City. The area was littered with escaped convicts that cops were to frightened to chase after. Not for the fact that the convicts were their problem, but the entire neighborhood would jump on their backs like ravenous dogs on a small bowl of food. Over the years, many police officers fell at the hands of this neighborhood. The word on the streets and in the departments was that "no one comes out standing, and no one goes in brave enough". Azrael sighed, plucking the shards of glass from both of them. The day bustled along as normal, soon the calvary of ambulances and fire engines would show up. But for now, all they could do is wait and breath in the filth of the congested streets. [b]"Good going, Drew. God couldn't save you even if he wanted to,"[/b] the angel sniffed. He stood slowly, taking in longer breaths. [b]"Show yourself, you lust-starved monster,"[/b] Azrael dropped his arm to his side. [b]"Oh now, is that any way to speak to your loved ones?"[/b] a smooth, yet chilling voice delicate evil whispered over Azrael's shoulder. Again, he turned around. But this time, he faced his company. A red-haired, devilishly handsome man clad in a streamlined, black suit. A half-burnt cigarette dangled playfully from his peachy lip. [b]"And how did you know it was me, my dear?" "I know the smell of sulfur too well. And the smell of a defiled blood plagues you. I trust you're having the time of your life, Belial, my sweet,"[/b] Azrael plucked the cigarette from the demon's lip and thrust it to the pavement. [b]"Quite so. She,"[/b] the charming devil paused to dig through his breast pocket to find another cigarette,[b] "was delicious with dirty blood." "Oh, I can imagine. You only go for the best,"[/b] Azrael grabbed the pack from Belial's clutches, [b]"You always have." "There are a few that I have yet to touch,"[/b] Belial pounced onto the bridge's railing and perched, [b]"And as you might suspect, that is why I am here in front of you." "You know you will not get to me." "Oh, stop flattering yourself, you arrogant ass. I'm not here to fuck you. I'm here to escort you back to Hell,"[/b] Belial glanced down at Drew, [b]"Your human looks a bit--out of commission." "He'll be fine. Now, you didn't come alone, did you?"[/b] Azrael fingered the sticks of tabacco in his hands. [b]"Of course not. But you know our parties never stay together for long. In fact,"[/b] Belial stretched lazily, [b]"we should probably go look for the other two." "Who else did he send?"[/b] Azrael, who never tried smoking, gazed at a cigarette with child-like curiousity. [b]"Aside from my wonderful self, whom he could've let come alone, the evilness assigned Dead and some--Heaven-loving angel,"[/b] the lustful demon jumped from his seat and struck up a match, [b]"Put it in your mouth, the cotton end first. When you see the end smoke up, take a bit of a breath through your mouth."[/b] Azrael did what he was told, and took a short puff. And, as Belial expected, the angel coughed and sputtered, throwing the lit cigarette at him. [b]"How can you enjoy that?"[/b] Azrael laughed through gagging. [b]"You really are a child, Azrael. Come now, get your human and let's go find Dead. I have a feeling he's not going to enjoy the purity of that Woe."[/b] Scooping Drew into his arms, Azrael followed after the demon Belial who proceeded to pick off imaginary fuzz off of his suit. [b]"Oh, how rude of me, what happened to you two?" "Drew, here, has a sickness." "Deadly?" "Well, you could say that,''[/b] Azrael mumbled, [b]"Actually, it's a sickness that controls his mind. He hears voices constantly. And sometimes, they take over his free will. Today was one of those times." "So we've got a nutcase to protect you. Good going, Boss,"[/b] Belial wagged a slender finger at the ground.[/size]