☾When the sky falls down ☁ {O}

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    If the world begins to fall, will you fall with it? Or will you stand tall and brave it all? With death at your door will you answer the call? Or will you turn away, or even face it all?


    There is no hiding. No where known is safe. That is if you're a mere mortal. Those around you are dying. Even those you don't know are dying. How can you stop this?


    You are the one to blame. Its all on you. They don't want anyone else. They kill those who get in their way and you are the cause.


    You have the will to survive. But is will enough? Can sheer will even save you? Or will it fall short like those around you who have died?


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    "You're one of them! I can't help you, get away from me!"
    These where the words Annabella often heard from people now.They always thought of her as one of them.


    Them, being a fallen angel, or a demon. Either one was what she was named, or called. A cursed soul she was said to have. One full of hatred and anger. Though she honestly didn't do what she was thought to have done.


    Annabella was thought to have put a spell on the Earth. By coming there. She was tricked into going there, to the earth plane though. Her supposed friend sent her here saying it was fun. Annabella had no idea that it would get her stuck there and put a curse on the world. Once an angel falls from heaven and lands in earth, it is cursed and is made an outcast. Thats what happened to this dear girl. She never meant any harm. Now the people of the earth were dying from her being there. She needs to either become a mortal, or find a way back to heaven. Were she belongs. She is afraid of everyone. Fearing she will kill them if they get to know her.


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    Plot_ Annabella is a fallen angel, or demon. Though no one knows now. The occurrence has just happened and she doesn't know what is starting to kill the humans off. She finally figures out it's her. She has two choices. One become a mortal, or two, find a way back to heaven. I need you to play a boy. Who meets her, and eventually gets to know her. They will fall in love, but not in th first few pages please.

    ooc: kk got it! Oh btw I just realized we're already doing an RP together, lol.


    ic: Malachi Garr sat on the ground in the woods, listening to music and watching the sky. His back-pack was leaned against his side and he had his sketch pad out, laying on his stomach. He fiddled with he pencil, the end dangerously sharp and tried to think of what to draw for the day. Nothing. He sighed and put the pencil between his teeth, looking at his watch. He sighed and began shoving his things back into his bag, tucking the pencil behind his ear and standing. He slung the black strap of his book bag over his shoulder and trekked through the woods. Time for school. He shook leaves from his hair and exited the woods that surrounded the school. A few kids stared and whispered and pointed as they always did but Malachi ignored them and strolled into the school.


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    He's 17 by the way

    ooc_ lol yeah we are



    Anna walked towards the school with caution. She new she would be talked about. As she was new. She had to try and fit in. Though it was hard when you where a fallen angel. She looked at the ground and let her red hair fall in her blue green eyes. She had her back slung over her right shoulder and she didn't listen to the whispers here and there that included the new girl.

    Malachi threw his locker open and took out his biology book. He slammed the metal door, causing a loud bang, and looked up to see the new girl walking in, head down. He frowned at her and glanced around. As he assumed everyone was whispering and pointing and moving out of her way. She's different...she's definietly different..., he thought to himself. He sighed and shrugged, moving through the crowd towards her. He settled his pace down to match her's and smiled over at her. "Hey, I'm Malachi. You must be the new girl," he said, still smiling his sweet smile.

    Anna looked over at him swiftly as her gaze flickered to a silver for only an instant, then returned to blue green. She the replied to him, "Annabella, and its obvious?" She asks him, her tone silky smooth, as though in a musical note. That was from once being an angel. She looked him over briskly before glancing at the faces she passes that watched her.

    Malachi laughed softly. "Yeah, sort of. Usually I'm the one being talked about, but now there all talking about you," he said, bumping her shoulder lightly. "Don't worry about it though, they'll all get over it soon enough." He was trying his best to be reassuring, but he didn't have that much practice talking to people outside of his family.

    "I don't really care." Anna said with a shrug as she offered a small smile. Her teeth where a perfect white and straight. She had dimples and this made her look really cute. Another angel feature. Though she knew the tattoo on her back that used to be white wings was now black because she was a fallen angel now.

    Malachi studied her a moment, completely floored by her looks. He blinked twice and gave her a lopsided smile. "Well, that's good. That means you'll actually survive this school," he said cheerfully. "So, what's your next class?"

    Anna nodded to him then frowned trying to remember. "History." She said as she remembered her schedule that she had looked at earlier. She didn't need to constantly look at it. She just didn't want to go to gym. She knew she would have to change and the tattoo on her back was obvious. She didn't want any of the other girls questioning it or even seeing it for that matter.

    "And with which teacher?" he asked hopefully. He had history too, but there were three different history teachers in the school, meaning she could have a different teacher than him, which would have sucked.

    "Mr. Grandy?" She said, in a half question. She had no idea how to pronounce it and hoped he had the same teacher as her. He was a nice boy and seemed as though they may be able to become friends.

    Malachi's smiled brightened and his brown eyes turned a shade lighter like they did when he was excited. "Awesome! He's my teacher too! I'll show you to the class," he said helpfully. He hadn't had a friend in a while and he though that maybe Anna could be the friend he needed.

    Anna smiled as he said that he had the same teacher. "Oh thats a relief." She said wih a sift sigh as she followed him to the first class. She watched him carefully and then looked around.

    "Why thank you." Anna said to him with a graceful smile as she stepped into the class room then turned and waited for him. Her gaze swept the room before settling on him again.

    "You're very welcome," Malachi said, smiling widely at her. He stepped into the classroom and let the door swing shut behind him. He pointed to the back seat and laid a guiding hand on Anna's back. "Let's sit in the back," he offered kindly.

    "Sounds good to me." Anna said to Malachi kindly. Her voice light and went through the classroom easily. Some people looked up to see who had spoken then cocked their heads at the new girl. Anna's eyes rested on the floor as she walked to the back of the room.