Archer's gang;Love story (takes place in london, long time ago)

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    The setting is old time london, where people still used swords, bows, catapults. When you join, make a character and say this:


    Name:
    Age:
    Description:


    EX:
    Name:Archer
    Age:16
    Descripion: a pale boy with shaggy black hair. lonely. Black wings like a messenger of death.

    Archer stood in the cold rain, water trickling down his cheeks. His black wings drooped and soaked. He held a shovel and the ground before him was a pile of freshly dug dirt. Then he crouched down, picking up the body and gently laid her in the grave. "You were my only love. And I'll never stop loving you. I will have revenge for what...they...did to you. Lie peacefully in eternal sleep, my love." And with that, he began to shovel the dirt back into the ground. By morning, the rain had stopped, a rainbow over the cross that marked her grave. The sun shone rightfully in it's place, burning so brightly and peacefully, as if all the sorrows had left this world.

    OCC: Name: Chandi Star
    Age: 14
    Appearence: Deep Blonde hair with w/ light blonde streaks, amber eyes, tan wings with black and white streaks.


    IC: Chandi walked out of the Jewel Tower, her breath turning white in the frosty air. She walked in her coat, it was freezing, especially for an avian. Her wings fluttered slightly underneath her clothes, her amber eyes shifting from side to side, trying to pick up any sign of suspicion. None. She was safe for the moment. She walked up the hill, next to the tower, and saw a boy, crying, with a rainbow over what looks like a grave. She approached him silently.


    "Are you okay?" She asked softly.

    "Death only brings sadness and grief. At that moment, you feel as if your whole life is being torn from you...your past...your whole future. It's Depressing."Archer spoke,"Who are you and what do you want with me?"

    "Chandi," Chandi replied. "And I know what you mean.... my boyfriend was killed a few years ago during a mass murdur. Who are you?" Her amber eyes glowed with intrest.

    "I'm Archer. A special boy." At that last sentence, he grinned, as if a it were an inside joke. "Nice to meet you Chandi. I recommend though that you stay away from me. I attract trouble." Suddenly, his deep blue eyes with silver streaks became darker, colder, more dangerous.

    "You, " Chandi laughed. "You attract trouble! Hhaha! Yeah right." Her voice got suddenly cold. "I am one of the most wanted...person... in England. What would they possibly want with you? Watch this." Chandi unfolded her wings, and rose up into the air.

    Archer's eyes widened at the sight of her wings. "Beautiful. Like an Angel." he whispered. Then, he unfurled his majestic, black wings slowly. "But I really am a dangerous boy." he grinned. "I like to think of myself as the messenger of death. I'm the demon and your the angel."

    "Mmm," Chandi contradicted. "But do you know what I have done?? I am the angel of death, because I have cost more lives than saved them." Her blonde hair billowed in the slight winter air. "But it's nice to meet another person like myself."

    "I kill without mercy. I don't just cause deaths. I escaped from the dungeons of the king. Where are you from?" Archer asked.

    "I am from Sweeden, but my accent has faded." Chandi explained. " I am actually the granddaughter of the queen and king. My parents died."

    ooc: Name:Cecilia
    Age:16
    Description:Long blonde hair, Wings are white with golden edges, Tall and skinny.

    Cecilia flew overhead

    Archer saw the shadow of the winged mortal flying above. "Is that a ..." he stopped mid-sentence. "Let's go." Archer took off, spreading his black wings across the light blue sky.

    "I think it's another bird kid, u know, like us. It's nice to know your not alone." Archer spoke, his hair waving in the breeze.

    Chandi looked up and around and pressed herself closer to Archer, suddenly scared. But she didn't know why.

    "Yeah," Chandi loosened up and flew a bit higher, she didn't want Archer to see how uncomfortable she was. "Is there anyone else like you besides myself around?"