Broken Angel [pafp] (girl needed)

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    Once I was an angel. As an angel I was sent to protect a human. That is what we do. We are sent to the hurt and lonesome to protect them... I failed my assignment. I was punished, stripped of my power, and cursed to live life as a human.


    My name is Duarte. I live my life as a human now. Its more difficult than you would think. I still have my wings, well one. I had to rebuild the other along with my arm. I have to hide then now along with who I really am. It's a hard life, but I brought it upon myself. I messed up. As angels we don't get second chances. Either we succeed or are cursed.


    I walked with downcast eyes toward the high school I now attend. I've been coming for a few months now. Since I got cursed anyways. I'm an outcast here too. Probably my own fault. I don't talk much to others. I don't want to let anything slip about who I am. It's sometimes difficult hiding who I am.


    My backpack rubbed uncomfortably against my wings hidden under a big sweatshirt. My best way of hiding my wings. And my metal arm... Well I wear gloves. All the time. Another reason people think I'm weird. I stick out. I'll never fit in and I have to live the rest of my days here like this. I better get used to it there is no going back.


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    OC: Is it too late for me to try and join this RP? If it is, then would you like to do a different one with me Sage? I've ben trying to find other advanced roleplayers on here.


    IC:

    OOC someone has already commented here, but it would be ok with me if you joined too. Just get there approval. Otherwise I can make another thread.



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    OC: Well, since this is a romance RP (at least, that's what it's looking like to me), then he could only end up with one of the two girls. (I only play girls, by the way, because I'm really terrible at playing guys.) Since the other person posted first, I'm perfectly willing to play the slighted girl who gets her heart broken. If you don't want to see a character get all sad and have no happy ending, you could add a second male character, perhaps her guardian angel, to be her savior ad to eventually be her soulmate.


    If none of that appeals to you, then maybe you and I should just do a different story in a different thread.


    IC:

    OOC it doesn't matter to me. Whatever you prefer. I mean I'm honestly ok with any. It might be more interesting with more people on this thread though.

    OOC wel human characters for you two and well it's kinda romance if you guys want. I really just like to let its unfold themselves as we go.

    Aria gets out of her car and slings her backpack over her shoulders. The weight of bricks weigh down on her, making her back sore as she walks through the halls of school to her locker. She spins her lock and opens the door with a click. She exchanges a couple of books out and walks to her first class, taking a seat in her assigned seat.

    Duarte trudged unwilling through the school doors. Another day here. Another day of lonesome wandering. Ugh. Why did he have to mess up? Why did he have to be so careless? Forget it. He couldn't look back now. She went to his locker and unlocking it put away his backpack. Ahh that felt good. He took out his needed books then set off to class. He entered the room looking down at the books clutched in his arms and say down in his seat next to Aria.

    Aria smiles at Duarte, being friendly. She gets out her pencil and her notebook to take notes as the teacher walks into the room. The teacher takes attendance and begins class with lecture.

    Duarte notices the girl next to him smile. Was it directed at him? No one ever tried to be friendly. He was always the odd kid. He chose to ignore her figuring she was smiling at someone else. He kept his eyes glued to his paper as he gloved hand quickly scribbled down notes. Well more like doodles. He took a few notes, but classes didn't interest him so he spent his time doodling on his papers. Mainly scenery and and birds with outstreached wings. Wishing only that he could do the same.

    Aria glances over at him, catching an eye of his drawings, "Hey," she whispers, "those are good," she tells him. She approves with another smile before returning to her articulate note taking. She is a very good student with high standards for herself. She always does well in her classes because she busts her gut with studying. She feels guaranteed an honors society spot at her chosen university, the University of Kentucky.

    Startled Duarte looks up suddenly at her meeting her gaze for a second. "Uh... Er... Thanks," he said somewhat awkwardly. Oops. He had Ben caught doodling instead of really paying attention. Oh well. It didn't matter too much. What people though of him didn't matter too much since he was already an oddball outcast. Yet this girl still talked to him, smiled at him, and comment on his doodles. Well that was new. Maybe someone was breaking ways with the sea and being kind.

    Aria works all of the problems that the teacher had put on the board. Soon enough class is over and Aria looks at Duarte, "Your Duarte right?" She asks as she picks up her bag, putting her notebook in it, looking over at him again with a kind smile.

    "Yeah," said Duarte. Everyone knew his name. The weird one. He kinda felt bad though. He didn't know her name. He never really bothered with names of people for they all ignored him or picked on him anyways. "And you are?" He asked hesitantly hoping she wouldn't find it too rude that he didn't know her name or really anything about her for that matter.