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[Epsilon]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=SlateGray]And the Angel whispered, "Then look to the future, reach for that one piece that is yours. Unknown to this place is the world so cold...Look to the sky, and watch the stars come tumbling down. The snow will fall silently within your place, in the city of no people. In the city of the Rose Red."


This town was grey, covered by an endless drift of snow. All buildings the same. All homes built in the same style but varying by sizes. It would have been a massive place, if not for the building which had stood alone. Inside the center of the city, there was a single building which rose high above the heavens. It was empty except for the few white doves that chose to stick around. It was true beauty. The only place which stood alone and unknown. No one, no human, could ever possible try to guess what it was. Nor what it's use was. For it had been there since the beginning of time and the city had been built around this particular place. Only to be struck down by a cold wind. Bringing a world of endless snow. Everything out side of this place...Disappeared.

None dared go near and all building within 5 miles of this place was abandoned. The few towns people knew not why. But this was the place that kept the city alive. At night, a faded spinning light would arise. And a beam of pure, white, light shot up illuminating around the city. It was a signal the people knew because all buildings lit up. All the people would drift asleep for all the birds flew away to rest upon one of the rims the signal building. They then turned to stone.

All but a few, those certain people who appeared out of no where. Crowding into three abandon buildings. Those closest to the tower like place. By dawn it appeared they were gone as fast as they appeared. The birds returned back to their original state.


Even though it was dawn, the sky was still dark. It hadn't changed in much of light. It never did. But still the birds sang their song and the few people woke. Many of them fell back into their bed, knowing it was still snowing. Not wanting to move from their house and homes. Feeling that it was a waste then moving again and starting their day. Remembering...That if they slept; the world would stand still.

The Twins were up as they always were. Moving at the same pace and their chores side by side. Saying hello to their Mother and Father as if they were one. Today was different though...While the Sister was with their Mother and Father; the boy was missing. And none had noticed except for the Girl. She worried not, for she knew where he was.

It was nearing night time once more. The Boy's breath still lingered on the air. The ties of his snow gear left no trace upon the heavy snow. Walking he came closer and closer to the build which stood alone. Looking upwards The Boy watched as the snow fell. Suddenly he saw a giant bird. Waiting he glanced around, there were no birds. But it staring down at him. Suddenly, he felt something brush against his back. Turning he was hen pushed down into the snow. Looking around people dressed in total white and red and black rushing into three doors. Each door had a glowing symbol on them, these he could not understand. As he pushed him self up, a beautiful song came to his ears. A women's singing coming from all three doors, he looked back up for the giant bird. It was gone. Looking around at all the people he joined the rush closest to him. Going trough one of the doors, he found that it lead down to a club. Beautifully lit, he stared sighting two women upon the stage. They were singing. One draped in white another in red, both had black feathers lining. The one in white stopped for a second, gasping. The one in red held her hand, and the two resumed. Progressing closer to the stairs, he felt a strong hand jerk him back. Turning a tall man waved and smiled down towards him.

"Are you lost, kid?"
The Boy shook his head.
"Are you from Rose Red or Snow White?"
"Neither...I'm from this town. What is this place? It never appears during the day?"
"Kid, you're in a heck of allot of trouble. And call me Lite. Kaze."
"Military? You're a military status!?!" the boy felt like screaming.

The man grunt, roughly, he turned the boy by his neck. Pulling him out side, not letting go, they stood near the tall building. They waited. People begun staring at them. The crowds drew back in fear, a giant bird's feathers fell. Swirling down; one landed in front of the boy. It floated into his out stretched hands. A wave of green and a dark blue swirled around it. Disappearing it wavered, breaking, it came back together. Waiting a dark shadow came upon him. Looking up the wings wrapped around the large bird...It shook it's head. Feathers fell away. And it stood in all it's glory...It wasn't a bird at all, it was an...It. The thing's eye's were slate grey, it's hair was a mix of different shades of grey. A single stripe of white and black were side by side on the right. It's skin was pale. From the place on the side of it's head, rather then ears, jetted to long slender wings. They flapped gentle, making a pleasant whistling sound. It stared at him coldly, but it's emotion soon changed. Sweetly it's wings removed them salve's from around it's self. And it was humanoid, but it's movement were mechanical. It waved gentle.

"Kid, this is the keeper of the City of Angels. Apologize for disturbing Snow White."

The Boy was about to open his mouth, but was silenced. The Keeper of the City held a finger to her mouth. Motioning not only for the Boy but Lite. Kaze to not say a word. The man sighed. The Keeper of Angels walked closer to him, it grew colder, and it pained him. His whole body then went numb.

Before darkness came to him. The Keeper placed a hand around his neck, strangling him. The Keeper placed it's other hand vertically down his face. Not only silencing him, but blinding him as well.

And words were whispered to him, "Come not back to this place, for the Dreams of the Keepers have been disturbed. And this place shall crumble."

The sun rose the next day, and the Boy found him self still alive. A shadow drifted over him...The Girl smiled lightly, happily, to find that he was okay. But as she moved away, a large bird flew over head. The same large feather fell, disintegrating five feet above him. The boy screamed.



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My apologies from the background story being so long. And my apologies once more, since there is one more thing to bother you with. Before you glance at the sign up, please not that anything with '***' you'll need to check out the Arena Underground thread. [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?p=614033#post614033]Under Grey Skies.[/URL]


I'll be posting my sign up later, after this you're going to have enough to read through.



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[Seibzeihn]

[font=garamond][color=navy][b]Position:[/b] AI Keeper of Darkness

[b]Name:[/b] Exodus
[b]Age: [/b]27

[b]Type: [/b]AI - Artificial Intelligence
[b]Location: [/b]Rose Red

[b]Weapon: [/b]A massive halberd. The curving blade and longer-than-normal speartip are both silver in color, and the long handle is black. Both blades are inlaid with black runes that pulse with dark energy. Several inches longer than a normal weapon of this type, this halberd (called [i]Godhand[/i]) can only be wielded by Exodus.
[b]Occupation: [/b]AI (Darkness, Freezer of Time)

[b]Persona: [/b]Exodus is usually a very silent person, and avoids too much interaction with the other people in the city. Though he is blind, Exodus can get around quite well without the use of his eyes (he is an AI after all). However, he understands the function of communicating with others, and thus he usually reserves himself to speaking with the other AIs or members of the Crew. Out of all three AI, Exodus is more computer-like in his judgements, resorting to logic to determine his courses of action.
[b]Appearance: [/b]With long silver-white hair that stretches past his waist, Exodus is an image of splendour and power. His eyes are an empty black, without pupils, framed by a high-cheekboned face. Dressed generally in long flowing robes of silver, black or deep blue, Exodus's slim hands are tipped by curving talons where human nails should be. His wings are large and black in color, and hold an almost mechanical look. If it wasn't for his taloned hands and empty eyes, Exodus might have been considered attractive for a human, though he seems to exude a cold, distant and forbidding aura.
[b]Biography:[/b] Though Exodus is considered to be 27 years of age, this age was assumed by himself to describe how old his body looked. Having been in the city Rose Red from it's point of creation, Exodus has worked as a ruler and maintainer of the masterpiece that he and the other two AI built. His interaction with others besides the AI and the Crew have been minimal, though he has been known to venture down to the club on a regular basis to listen to the Angels. Few know much about Exodus, as he keeps to himself. Interacting with his peers only on a strictly business level, it appears that Exodus cares solely about the maintenace of the city. However, there is much more to the Keeper of Darkness than meets the eye.

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[Persona]

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Positions:
Dreams / Angel:Rose Red. - Singer / Prophet.

Name: Anatesia Monete
Age: 21
Type: Angel - Dreams

Location:
Weapon: ***
Occupation: ***

Persona: Anatesia is sorta like a mute type....she only speaks when spoken to. is a Anatesia serious person and wise.
Apperence: Anatesia stands at 5 feet 6 inches and weighs 121. She as rich caramel skin and silkyhair that flows all the way down to the top of her bottom(Behind.....), the color of her hair is blood red. Her eyes are silver, very deep and emotionless. She has a marking of a red rose in her upper left shoulder blade.

Outfit: Her angel uniform (During the day)dress consist of the colors silver, see through white, gold and ruby red. Her top is like a bra(except without the straps) that has thick gold rims that form around her breast and continues to rap around her upper stomache area. The thick gold rims crisscross on her back to the front of her waist area, that attachs to her long skirt. The middle piece of her skirt is white, while the sides of it a see through white that forms below her buttox.Also in between her chest is a red ruby surrounded by gold and dangles from her top, the same with her skirt. her shoes have no heel on the bottom...its just a flat perfectly made whiter shoe for her. She also wears like a tiara, like an indian belly dancer.

Singer outfit: Her outfit is also white but more formal looking for a singer at a night club.

Biography:



OOC: I love the story.....brilliant...I am sorry but i will have to finish this up later. If anything needs to be changed just email me.[/COLOR]

[So-Seductive]

[COLOR=DeepSkyBlue][FONT=Georgia][N]ame: Nevaeh Baptista
[N]ame meaning: Nevaeh: meaning heaven backwards
[P]osition: Snow White
[A]ge: 20
[T]ype : Angel/Dreams
[L]ocation: Red Rose
[H]eight: 5?6
[W]eight: 125
[B]ody structure: Tall. Curvy full figure. Large bust

[P]ersonality: As a child Nevaeh was severely abused. She grew up with low self a steam
And doesn?t believe in her self or abilities; but keeps these feelings locked up deep down in side blocked by a fire wall. She keeps her self distant form all, and rarely smiles. She has a deep longing to know what love feels like but is afraid to act upon it.She is known as the perfect perfomer on stage. She has a strong will and can be some what saracastic at times.

[A]ppearance: Nevaeh is strikingly beautiful, but does not realize it. Her warm caramel complexion is bronzed with a body glitter tint, giving her more of a radiant glow to her smooth flawless kiss. Her fine carved features are much defined; her lips are full and painted with a soft pink shine. Her eyes are large yet slightly slanted; she has copper colored hue that stand out vividly under her long feathery lashes. Nevaeh has long straight white hair that falls to the center of her back like a steam. Her bangs a simple and cut straight across (meaning no parts). She keeps her hair pined up to the left in a large bun, and large banana curled sideburns dangling just above her supple breast. She wears a white corset out lined in black thread; and rimed at the top with white gemstones and black feathers. The center of the corset is cut like a diamond, exposing her skin behind the loose black shoe lacing. The bottom of the corset is shaped into a v and rimed in white gemstones and black feathers with a large diamond crucifix in the center. Her skirt is also white and tight; it?s short in the front but lengthens out as it head towards the back. The back of the skirt fades from white to transparent black with white gemstones and black feathers and trailing behind her like a wedding gown. Her legs are covered in black net stockings and knee high white boots stiletto boots. Her arms are wrapped in black silk ribbon and tied at the wrist in long dangling bows. She also has a black ribbon wrapped around her neck and tied at the left side in several bows, a medium sized diamond crucifix looped in the center hanging just above her collar bone. On the left side of Nevaeh?s eye she has two white snow flake tattoos that look like tears falling down her cheek. Last but not least she wears a white top hat with black ban and two large black feathers pin to the hat by a diamond cross buckle. The hat has a black net veil thats cut on an angle covering the right side of her elegant face.

[O]ff Outfit: She wears tight black pants and tank top under a leather jacket that buckles up, with plan black boots.

[B]iography: Unknown







PS:Eikou your a very talented writer who ever doesn't wanna join your rpg is crazy this sound like its gonna be good[/FONT][/COLOR]

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=LightBlue][SIZE=1][B]Position:[/B] AI- Keeper of [B]Light [/B]

[B]Name:[/B] Kanatsunbo
[B]Age:[/B] 22

[B]Type:[/B] AI - Artificial Intelligence.
[B]Location:[/B] Red Rose

[B]Weapon:[/B] A simple double edged sword made from pure silver and charged with energy. The hilt is made from metal and is stained jet black. Runes of an unknown language are carved along the blades edge.
[B]Occupation:[/B] Keeper of Light (?) I'm not sure if that's right....

[B]Persona:[/B] Kanatsunbo is very laid back despite the fact that she has been cursed with deafness. She knows that there is no cure and doesn't like to stress over the fact. She enjoys his life and doesn't really ever wish for much, only when she sees birds singing in spring, or friends laughing over jokes does she wish that she could hear all the sounds in the beautiful world.
Kanatsunbo always tries to make light of situations and tries not to depend on others too much.

[B]Appearance:[/B] Being the Keeper of Light, Kanatsunbo always has a very pure and radiant look about her.
She has long arms and long legs, all of which end with talons, painted white are another light colour, like lilac.
She wears white and lilac silk robes, picked out by her helper who means the world to her.
Her wings are white with specks of grey and they aren't as big as the other AI's. They each stretch to about 1 meter and can only keep Kanatsunbo in the air for a short amount of time.
Her eyes are usually half closed but on the odd occasion, mostly when she is angry, she will open them fully. They are a milky white colour, mixed with light purple and she has no pupils, giving her a very eerie look.
Her hair is light purple mixed with silver and it flows past the AI?s knees. She has a different beauty about her, no the kind that is obvious at first glance.
The female always tries to wear a smile on her face no matter how she feels, she knows that it's best to make others feel good.

[B]Biography:[/B]Kanatsunbo has always enjoyed interacting with others around her and often ventures out to see others who know about the AI. Even though she cannot hear, Kanatsunbo loves to go down to the club and watch all the others go about their business. By not being able to hear, the AI can appreciate the gift of sight more than others and revels in the sights of colours and movement.
She enjoys drawing and will sit by herself, sketching birds or landscapes, smiling at the beauty of the world.

She loves watching the Angels but also enjoys the company of the other two AI, even though they can be distant at times.

[B]I hope that the [U]Edit[/U] was okay; I know it's not the longest I've ever written so if you need more, just ask[/B].[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Epsilon]

[COLOR=SlateGray][SIZE=1]Thank you, KibasWifey.

Beatifully done, everyone. You've all been able to hit the characters right on the mark. -^^-


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[b]Position:[/b] Keeper of Angel.
[i] - Guardian of City.[/i]

[b]Name:[/b] AI-SI.
[b]Age:[/b] 50.
[i] - AI-SI appears to be 13.[/i]

[b]Type:[/b] A.I.
[b]Location:[/b] Rose Red.

[b]Weapon:[/b] None.
[b]Occupation:[/b] Guardian of the City.
[i] - Care taker of the Angels/Dream.[/i]


[b]Persona:[/b] Being the oldest of the A.I.s' she may be one of the most intelligent. Knowing and certainly able to handle the situations that arise. She's very reliable to the other A.I.s', the Dreams/Angels, Crew, and everyone she chooses to meet.

Mute. She cannot speak to others, and most show them or write within the air. Often leaving trails of glittering data. Having to do things with actions rather then words, she'll allow her eyes to speak for her. AI-SI seems to be the most cheerful of the three creators and holders.

The girl like doll is hyper during the day to make everyone their happiest before the night comes. When the stars should appear she becomes more secluded, listening only to the Angel's songs.



[b]Apperence:[/b] Although she is 50, AI-Si still has the appearance as the day she was created. Although that was far more then 50 years ago...She hasn't lost much of her innocent look.

Standing 5'01" and weight 99 lbs. She looks rather thin. Most of her paint has dulled creating her to look pale. But her eyes are as vivid as ever. Their beautiful green color gives a feel of comfort those around her. But looking to her over all appears often times takes the comfort away, and drives it into fear. AI-Si.'s hair is cut shortly, five inches above her shoulders and curves around her face. She has long bangs around her face. Although she is very elegant looking, her hair is in multiple shades of grey. A companied by two strikes of pure black and the brightest white. Both on opposite lobes of her head. From the area of where her ears would be...There is a large, crudely, done wing jetting out on each side of her head. They are totally made with metal however on the outer side it is lined lightly with dusted wings. Her mouth has been stitched shut with black, unbreakable, thread.
Never can she be seen wearing anything else. This is due to the fact that it cannot be dirtied or torn. And will digitally repair it's self.

She wears a white feather duster that falls down to the back of her knees. This white covering is embroiled in large white, satin laced, bows. They are tied largely, and the ends flow freely. Underneath, AI-SI wears a light grey long sleeve shirt. It is rather plain, being the only thing distinguishable is the floral pattern that goes vertically. On the collar it is rimed with black feathers, as well as the end of her sleeves and the shirt it's self. On her lover half she wears a pure white pinner. Fanning out lightly for nearly 8 layers. AI-SI wears a light grey skirt over it. The skirt is rather odd in it's design. It appears to have three different sectors, all over lapping in strides. They are rimed with 'flower' cut lace.

On the mid of her thighs there are two large white bows that trail as she wakes. They are rimmed fashionable at the to of her white socks. This is there simple for design due to the fact that they are elastic socks. On her feet she wears white ankle boot. The tops are rimmed in fading black feathers. Around her neck there is a light pink band, from it hangs two keys.


[b]Biography:[/b] Not much is known about the oldest A.I., other then she's been active far longer and knows more of the works of the city of eternal snow. Or rather, she knows why the A.I.s' were created. AI-SI knows the secret of which humans keep locked away within them. This is why many believe her to be as she is.

Originally, the plan for her design was of a ten year old, but it was remodeled exactly three times. Each one going up in her expected age. Bring about the question of how she could have been maintained for so long. Only the oldest of the Crew seem to know the answer, it is something she shares with no one else.

Meant to be a plate mate for children she has gone on much above the act more to a motherly figure. This role she has gladly taken on. Especially since she is able to watch over others and interact with the Angels/Dreams. AI-SI looks up to them, due to not only their voices. But their powers to predict and they them selves.

During the night she has little to no interaction other then the Lit. and any human who should happen to stray. Other then this, she has little business with anyone until the dawn should come.

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