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When it comes to angels and demons they are pretty different. However when a demon and an angel meet there is a very odd attraction between the two. They try to ignore it... fight it... but nothing seems to work. Will these two manage to put a balance between good and evil?
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-Quick Character Info-
Name: Stark Larkin
Age: 200 (although he looks like he is 21)
Height: 6 ft
Body Type: Athletic/Muscular
Species: Demon
Personality: Tough, Stubborn, Mysterious, Short-tempered, Sarcastic, Is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He can also be a bit arrogant. However deep down he is caring and protective and possibly... good deep down?
Looks: (Pic Below except his eyes are red)
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Stark looked up into the mans eyes as he continued to hold him up by his neck, staring at him eith no emotion as he struggled to get out of his grasp. This pathetic human managed to get into this mess all on his own. He wound up in hell instead of heaven unlike he claimed he should have been there. Each demon had a job although everyone knew Stark as their secret wepon. For now he simply gathered all the pathetic human souls that manage to come down here.
The man struggled to speak trying to claw at Starks hand in attempt to be let free, "P-please.... your... c-choking me." The man managed to say.
Stark rolled his piercing red eyes out of annoyance, "Oh please. Its not like I am going to be able to choke you to death idiot."
"B-but..."
Stark quickly cuts him off and smirks, "I can however do this." With one quick movement of his other hand he stabs the man right through the stomach with his bare hand, suddenly the guys struggles stop, his arms at his side, almost looking as if he died again. Suddenly the man turned into a light blue colored bright light then disappeared into Starks arm. Blood was on his arm that he stabbed the man with. He brought his hand up to his mouth then licked some of the blood off. He scrunched his nose, "A little too sweet for my taste, " he said to himself then walked over to a tiny lantern putting the man's soul into it and securley locking it. He let out a sigh and he wiped the blood off of his hand, "Well I did my job for today," he looks up at the ceiling, "Guess I can go take a walk around earth." He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them back up they were instantly a dark brown. That way he blended in more. Then he suddenly teleported onto earth landing into a dark alley. He began walking. He figured everyone had a purprose, he also believed that since he was a demon he can only be allowed todo bad things. Thats what demons do after all, right. As he walked he eventually decided he wasnt going to do any havoc today... just walk.
*Writers Note: Wanna join this RP? Just message me! ^^*
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-Quick Character Info-
Name: Stark Larkin
Age: 200 (although he looks like he is 21)
Height: 6 ft
Body Type: Athletic/Muscular
Species: Demon
Personality: Tough, Stubborn, Mysterious, Short-tempered, Sarcastic, Is tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He can also be a bit arrogant. However deep down he is caring and protective and possibly... good deep down?
Looks: (Pic Below except his eyes are red)
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Stark looked up into the mans eyes as he continued to hold him up by his neck, staring at him eith no emotion as he struggled to get out of his grasp. This pathetic human managed to get into this mess all on his own. He wound up in hell instead of heaven unlike he claimed he should have been there. Each demon had a job although everyone knew Stark as their secret wepon. For now he simply gathered all the pathetic human souls that manage to come down here.
The man struggled to speak trying to claw at Starks hand in attempt to be let free, "P-please.... your... c-choking me." The man managed to say.
Stark rolled his piercing red eyes out of annoyance, "Oh please. Its not like I am going to be able to choke you to death idiot."
"B-but..."
Stark quickly cuts him off and smirks, "I can however do this." With one quick movement of his other hand he stabs the man right through the stomach with his bare hand, suddenly the guys struggles stop, his arms at his side, almost looking as if he died again. Suddenly the man turned into a light blue colored bright light then disappeared into Starks arm. Blood was on his arm that he stabbed the man with. He brought his hand up to his mouth then licked some of the blood off. He scrunched his nose, "A little too sweet for my taste, " he said to himself then walked over to a tiny lantern putting the man's soul into it and securley locking it. He let out a sigh and he wiped the blood off of his hand, "Well I did my job for today," he looks up at the ceiling, "Guess I can go take a walk around earth." He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them back up they were instantly a dark brown. That way he blended in more. Then he suddenly teleported onto earth landing into a dark alley. He began walking. He figured everyone had a purprose, he also believed that since he was a demon he can only be allowed todo bad things. Thats what demons do after all, right. As he walked he eventually decided he wasnt going to do any havoc today... just walk.
*Writers Note: Wanna join this RP? Just message me! ^^*
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