forum Fallen Angels and Broken Wishes (One on One)

Started November 17, 2018 by @Every_Fandom_Ever_

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(okalee dokalee neighbor, I'll go ahead and start)

Red finished the last of her breakfast, surprised by how good human food tasted. "Thanks again. For breakfast that is."

The Sky's food was limited. The only thing they ate was this bar of nutrients they called "Dust." It tasted how you wanted it to, but having never tasted anything but Dust, it tasted like the bar normally did. It had a sweet taste to it and left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Micheal finished his own plate and looked up at her.
“Oh, you’re welcome. It’s not a lot but it’s something, I suppose.” He shrugged and put on a meek smile.

He keeps on saying 'it's something'…

"Alright, well. You ready?" She wanted to get on top of both missions as soon as possible.

Micheal set his dishes in the sink, with hers as well.
“Sure. Let me change into something else.”

"Okay."

What he said kept nagging her in the back of her head. Has he had nothing before?

Micheal walked off after cleaning a few dishes to change. He didn’t notice her confliction, nor did he realize it when he was changing. He kept the long sleeved look, with a comfier, cleaner sweater and walked back out after changing his jeans, too.

Red was still stuck on what he said when he finished.

She always got so caught up in her ownond, she seemed to be in a different world. That's one reason she had gotten in trouble before. There are few times one could think for themselves in the night sky; it just wasn't part of their world. Even so, she thought for herself. "Too often," her father had told her. Luckily, she would sneak away to live in her world sometimes which meant no one would catch her. Therefore, no trouble.

Micheal wandered over to her and poked her awake.
“Hey, are you ready to go?”

She jumped a little at his touch. "Huh? Oh, yeah." She stood up, careful not to fall (which happened a lot more than she cared to admit).

Micheal pulled back hastily, nodding. “Okay. You lead the way, then. It’s much safer in New York in the morning, but there’s no reason we can’t be careful.”

(Hi hi hello yes good morning how are you this morning?)

"Right." She nodded a little, even though she still didn't completely understand exactly what he meant by "dangerous." Or "careful" really. There were a lot of things she didn't quite understand but had decided not to look into them too much; they weren't the reason she was here.

She started out the door and soon found the loud streets of this heartbroken city.

It was a heartbroken wish, so it had to have been a heartbroken wisher.

(Hi hello howdy yes I am good how are you?)

Micheal followed her silently, looking down at his feet. He was shuffling down the path, as he always did. The morning quietly mocked him, with the chirruping birds and the shining sun.

(I am exhausted from last night. I was playing Dungeons and Dragons with my bro's friends last night which was great buuuttttt then I couldn't fall asleep for reasons, but besides that I'm okay thanks)

Her mind was still frazled from just waking her up. It made her thoughts turn to mush as she tried to focus.

She could remember she had had an idea the night before, just not what the idea was.

Wishes. They always were two of the few rules the Night Sky had. 1) Never grant a wish of humans and 2) Never grant your own unless permitted by the North Star. Who had made the rules? Her father. Of course, one could argue that rules were meant to be broken. However, her father would argue they only apply to the dimmer stars, the ones that don't matter.

No one could see it, but he granted his own wishes constantly. The most recent one probably being to banish his own daughter. She never knew what the wishes were, just the way he talked of Fate. It was almost as if he believed he could twist it around his finger.

(Diisjfjdjaksdyes yes I'm so sorry but hold up I'm sorry I gotta question do you gots any ideas on where this should go? Because I mean, this entire concept and character I honestly threw them in here hoping they would expand and be good and chill and stuff and they could be I just. ooooooof I am stuck. I am trying to work so hard on ideas and stuff but they all turn to crap and you know. I know that they are crap but then again that's why I started Notebook so I could be better and all that jazz. Anyway, ignore my little rant I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry

Anyway yeah any ideas?)

(Ooo snap.

How do you want to do that?)

(Hmmmmmm

Maybe something…. revealing? On Micheal’s side?)