forum Vigilante Angel RP (CLOSED)

Started April 25, 2018 by Deleted user

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Sam sighed. "Yeah. Let me guess: the three of you in this room have either been a gang member at one point, used to have HIV/AIDS, been in desperate situations, or have had cancer,"

Isaiah raised his hand, "desperate situations. How the hell did you know that?"

(first time one of my characters has gotten shipped with someone… wonder what'll happen)

(I'm really good at creating ships… Happens in all the rp's I'm in.)

"I… made a deal. With an angel," Sam said quietly.

(Ahh! Ok.. Thanks!)

"I, for one, can believe that," Isaiah shrugged and dropped down to the floor. "Anyone else tired?"

"How did you get your powers?" Sam asked, curious.

(XD)
"If you wish," Isaiah said simply.

(princess bride flashbacks*)

"Well… um… I'd gotten into a tight little situation where my life was on the line… Litle did I know I was dealing with a demon… And um.. so I was cursed with them… Most people think that it's a miracle that I can't get scars or zits or anything, but all the pain that is supposed to happen to me… goes to my mother." Isaiah shrugged and choked on his tears.

(XD)
"If you wish," Isaiah said simply.

(princess bride flashbacks*)

(OMG YESSSSSS!)

Sam was silent for a minute, sighing. "I'm so sorry, but… does that mean that the angel I was dealing with was actually a demon?"

"It might. I don't know. God! I don't know anything! Well, besides that my mom is gonna die soon and the next person who gets close to me is going to endure that pain!" Isaiah stuffed his hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt and looked at the floor.

//cough cough Sam

Ceri blinked from her spot on the floor, but didn’t say anything.

//what

//oh

//a lot

//…okay
Hp thg pjo divergent OUAT
Tlos marvel spirit animals red queen Lorde Lana del Rey Alesia Cara animorphs and like a lot more but that’s all I can come up with at the moment

"It might. I don't know. God! I don't know anything! Well, besides that my mom is gonna die soon and the next person who gets close to me is going to endure that pain!" Isaiah stuffed his hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt and looked at the floor.

(sorry i was at lunch) "No one is going to die soon," Sam said firmly, the smoke swirling around the floor the only sign of their rising anxiety. "We're going to find some way to break the curse. That's what I do, isn't it: Fix supernatural shit?"

"I guess that's what you do… So far you've only put smokey nooses on slightly innocent people and accused everyone of breaking in here."

"Well, you are supernatural, sweetheart," Sam said dryly, twirling a lock of Isaiah's hair. "I'll ask Michael if he knows anything about a devilish demon dealer,"

"Fine with me. I honestly don't care at this point," Isaiah looked into Sam's eyes and was amazed at the golden-amber flakes.