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Thread: PG-13 or R Story?

Interesting, did you have a summarized idea for what kind of character you would be doing, or what kind of character your hoping to RP with?
Thread: Borderlands X (Qant00AT x Lovely Erato)

The hills across the Highlands were long and green. Dotted with high rising mountains and rocky crevices. Civilization barely had its mark in most areas, but there were the occasional outposts left behind by Hyperion. Rising above all of the land, like Olympus in the Greek tales of old, was the floating haven of Sanctuary. It was once the last stronghold of The Crimson Raiders, a resistance to Handsome Jack and the Hyperion Corporation. Now it was a place that most free people on Pandora call home. All thanks to the Raiders and their Vault Hunter allies. One such hunter, going by the name of Zer0, was in seclusion from the rest. It was not odd for him to do such a thing as he was accustomed to sneaking away to mediate, a custom that his sensei had passed on to him. His own private quarters was darkened to where only a flickering candle illuminated a small circumference of light. Behind it, hiding in the shadows, was Zer0 . His eerie Ice Blue eyes stared and twitched at the light as his breathing was kept at a slow pace. He focused on past experiences and processed what he could from them. Mistakes, successes, failures, observations, all of it taken into account of his reflection. Dealing with Hyperion and their slag experimentation brought back unpleasant memories of his childhood. He was empathetic towards the victims of the experiments, and hearing the ECHO Logs of their torture sent chills down his spine. It gave him an edge, a much more driven purpose to take down Jack and Hyperion, and he took great pleasure in plunging his Katana through his chest. Feelings of anger, fury, aggression, pushed to the front of his brain, his frontal cortex trying to process which emotion to act on, but then a great push of calm and serenity quelled those feelings. Though soon he would need to utilize those feelings as a looming threat watched over the floating city from the lingering H that remained in orbit of Pandora.
Thread: Borderlands X (Qant00AT x Lovely Erato)

There had always been a certain unspoken but bond between Maya and Zer0, at least on her end. He was always so quiet but his not-so-cryptic haikus at least gave some insight to what he was thinking or his intentions were. All of the individual Vault Hunters had their own issues with Hyperion and Handsome Jack. However it was the two of them who had lived with it most of their lives, used for one reason or another by almost everyone. The thing that sparked her curiosity most in him was the fact even as an assassin for hire, and the huge bounty on her head that he never acted on. He had boasted about trying to find a hit worthy of his talents, and while she'd never provoke him into combat, she was sure that she'd prove quite a challenge if not utterly destroying him with her Phaselock ability. Even with Pandora safe, she knew it was only relatively. There were sure to be pocket factions out there that would just love to have their heads on a stick. Zer0 certainly would have a few people gunning after him. Even people as horrible as Jack must have had someone on his side. And well, she was a siren after all. That was what the bounty on her was all about. Like Angel before her, there were other people out there who would want to use her for their own gains. Finally, she decided to make herself known. Nice night out.
Thread: Borderlands X (Qant00AT x Lovely Erato)

Zer0 was focused on his meditation to notice the presence of the Siren in his quarters. When she made herself known he quickly blew out the candle and hid among the shadows again. He wasn't very keen on allowing anyone to see his face, that was the key to anonymity, a tactic taught to him by his master. If he was no one then no one would be searching for him and Zilla Industries was searching for the face that they created, not some masked assassin. With the lights out he was able to sneak around and grab his helmet to put back on before throwing on the lights again. Greetings Siren What do I owe this visit Another challenge? The Haiku's were a mechanism to keep himself calm. He could certainly speak like a normal human being, but the Haiku's were something that gave himself a distinctive impression on people.... Plus it was pretty cool to do. Waiting for her answer, he grabbed his jacket and zipped it on. He rolled his shoulders a bit to loosen up the fabric and the plates that were locked on to the shoulders.
Thread: Borderlands X (Qant00AT x Lovely Erato)

She couldn't help but smirk a little at his response. Zer0 was so on edge, as well he should be. From anyone else, but after all they had been through, she at least found comfort in the friendships she had built with the other Vault Hunters and various allies they had all accumulated. Sadly no good sir, I'm just seeking company, under the moonlight. Maya never understood his obsession with speaking through haiku, so toying with him forming her response into a format he was more accustomed to could have been seem to some as offensive. She certainly didn't intend for it to come off that way. But then again she had been shut away from people so long, raised by monks of Impending Storm as a goddess and savior, that her people skills certainly needed polishing up on. Either way, it was quickly dropped. Taking the time trying to come up with something was too frustrating for the woman. Tonight, she just wanted to relax. Her back turned towards him as she made her way over to a small cliff, allowing him whatever time he needed to do whatever it was he felt he needed to do. She hung her legs over the edge and looked down below. There was such a stark contrast between Sanctuary and the world below. Until a couple of months ago, this place was hard and rugged but modern technological marvels tempered the harshness. The rest of Pandora seemed to be unspoiled. Maybe it was why she liked it up here so much. Seeing what was below made her feel more like the role she had been assigned as a child. Until she found out that the Order had been using her existence as a threat to extort money out of the people of Athenas. Maya's longing to explore hadn't been hampered by all of the Hyperion bullshit. If anything, meeting Angel and Lilith instilled the wanderlust back in her. It was said that only six Sirens ever existed at once. With Angel's death, that meant another would be being born soon enough. She laughed softly to herself. All these things running through her head when she just came out here in an attempt to lose herself. Anything interesting out tonight?
Thread: Borderlands X (Qant00AT x Lovely Erato)

Zer0 heard her use his own speech patterns and chuckled. You know, I can copy how you talk as well. While it was uncharacteristic of him, he did talk like a human every now and then, though only to a select few. Maya was a part of that category. The bond that he knew she felt was reciprocated towards her. During his ventures into the Wildlife Exploitation Preserve he found ECHO recordings of her time on Athenas. The Order of the Impending Storms kept her cooped up and trained until she was strong enough to exploit for money and obedience. He felt as if she suffered the same fate as him. Different types of exploitation, but they would have been used for the same purposes. He was surprised that they had both made it out of their own personal hell's intact as they were. He joined her outside and looked down past the auras of energy that Lilith had given the city to power its floating mechanism. She sat down, but he remained standing, it allowed him to be ready at all times. The optics in his helmet allowed him to zoom in and out of various areas below Sanctuary. Nothing was happening below other than the standard bandit movements and the vicious wildlife tearing them apart. She asked him about the night and he laughed, Ha, try nothing interesting. Ever since we offed Jack things have been unusually quiet.
Thread: Borderlands X (Qant00AT x Lovely Erato)

She snickered softly to herself as he quickly adjusted to stringing words together in a coherent sentence structure. Maya was at least glad to know that he was now comfortable enough with her to downgrade his own habits, if even for a short time. She looked up at him through thin veils of light blue tresses that fell over her face as he spoke. But as he did, his words had an unintended consequence. The corners of her lips turned downward as he spoke. The thoughts running through her head quickly made themselves known. Quiet doesn't always mean calm. All the time she had spent in isolation when the Order had taken her, all that time she thought was passing peacefully, they were sowing seeds of malcontent and distrust. Every time she'd ask about the outside world, one of the monks would tell her that everything was fine. It was only when she released herself from confinement did she see things were the exact opposite. Just how many people were down there ready to get a leg up with Jack's corpse as their starting step? Would there be another group in the near future that they'd need to protect Pandora from? Was it even their job to do so? Maya knew her personal recordings were scattered all across the Reserve on Pandora. For twenty-seven years she'd been raised as a planet's savior, foretold that she would fight the evil on Athenas, when the only evil was with Brother Sophis and the order. Her execution of Sophis probably only served to make those people she was raised to protect fear her more, even with the announcement she was leaving. In a way, Pandora was her new home and her teachings and emotions of wanting something, someone, to watch over never went away. Do you think it is over, Zer0? Are we done fighting?
Thread: New World, New Things (Sweetnothings and the infamous)

Tivan. The name of the planet the humans and other human like creatures have settled on. It has an atmosphere similar to Earth. It had the same resources as Earth, but what was nonrenewable on Earth, is renewable on Tivan. It was the ideal place for humans. They have settled into the new planet for two years now. They have set up a government, and a society. One big continent was split into twelve countries. Each one has its own government and leader. However, all twelve countries are ruled by one king. Madeline Belcourt was a nekomimi. She had black ears and a white tail. She had been best friends with this guy she knew before they traveled her to their new planet. She had an obvious crush on him, and she would often sneak out at nights to go see him under the trees.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Ara shook her wings out and folded them tightly to her back before she pulled her jacket back around her and looked back into the Darkness, the world has gone crazy for her not to long ago. She had just found out more about her family. Her father was the Arc Angel Gabriel who now was after her because he thought she had been a huge mistake. She was what you would call a Nephiliam, meaning her mother was human and her father was well the Angel Gabriel. Anyways she was on the run, her father was trying to kill her. Ara was a pretty innocent girl with long blond hair almost white in color. She was about 5'4 12, weighing in about 100lbs with the darkest of brown eyes. Her wings were pure white most of the way down until you got to the tips, those were a very light color of grey. She carried a sword at her side and a dagger on one hip, she was a good fighter, she just happened to be born that way. She had to keep her wings hidden, it was one of the few ways to keep from drawing attention to herself. It suddenly started to rain that night, Ara was walking down a dark alley way, her ears and eyes were always open for trouble. She didn't know it yet but she was a very important person, she would end up saving the world from going into chaos but that was not yet to happen. She suddenly heard a noise, she ducked behind a huge oak tree and hid in the shadows, watching and waiting.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

From weeping and thunderous skies he came. His wings were black as midnight, his hair black and gray from a hard life of living. He carried a pair of daggers on his hips as he landed in the alley, his wings extended. He looked up and looked at his surroundings. The man was built and strong. He slowly stood, wearing his armor and ready for anything. The man was an archangel, Michael. He was the general of His lords armies. Michael and Gabriel were brothers in a way, not by blood but by battle. He and Gabriel had been friends once. Then Gabriel had been told he was to lead the angels of heaven on a war against humanity. Michael couldn't have that. He was tasked with protecting humanity, he couldn't go back on those vows. Slowly he rose, looking towards the Oak tree and stepped forth. You can come out Ara, I mean you no harm he said gently. Michael stood straight and looked to her. I am the Archangel Michael, I've been sent to protect you he said gently.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Ara trembled slightly but straightened up her hand drew her sword as she stepped out from behind the huge oak tree. She didn't trust any of the angels that came from Heaven, so far most have them had tried to attack and kill her by Gabriel's orders. How do I know that my father has not scent you to really kill me? she asked. She stared at him, she would fight to the death if she had too, her sword was one the Angels of Heaven used, she had managed to steal if from her father once. Her blond hair blew around her as a gust of wind picked up, her long jacket blew around her like some kind of cape. Her eyes narrowed as she watched Michael making sure he didn't try to attack her. Who sent you to protect me hmmm? I have been abandoned and am being hunted by the very Angles God made to protect people. Even God himself has abandoned me, I hear no word from him and when I try to return to Heaven, I can not. Ara hissed, she was angry but she also hurt deeply inside ever since Gabriel had struck her mother down. I have learned one thing and that is not to trust any Angels that come down from Heaven. My own father struck my mother down, now he is after me because I am some little mistake, a freak he made. she growled lowly. Ara almost spat on the ground, Archangels pissed her off the most, her father was one.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Michael watched as she trembled, coming out and unsheathing her sword as she came forth, questioning how did she know if he was telling the truth and if he was actually an assassin sent from Gabriel. He kept his eyes on her. They were blue and almost seemed to glow gently. He looked to her as the wind caught her jacket and her hair, her eyes ready to attack. He understood her weariness. Angels had been sent over a great deal of time to kill her. He understood fully well why she despised angels. He was not like Gabriel. He had the one quality that he had seemed to have forgotten, mercy. Michael raised his hands to show he meant no harm. God has sent me to protect you. He is not fully committed to his campaign against human kind, he has sent me to aid you in anyway possible he said gently. He listened to her hiss as she explained that she had no love for angels, that her father had struck down her mother. He looked to her as she told him that she had learned one thing and that was not to trust angels from heaven. It seems to me you have little choice he said.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Ara raised an eyebrow then sighed softly as she sheathed her sword, she sensed he was not a threat, she would be wary of him though. Why do I need help? I have been keeping myself safe so far? Why does God send you now when most of my life I have fending for myself? she said softly as she stuck her hands in her pockets a slight shiver went through her. I have a feeling I wouldn't be able to get rid of you even if I tried, alright then Michael, I believe you. she said, she did believe him now but she would still be wary of him. One thing she learned in her short life was not to trust anyone, if someone got too close you could be stabbed in the back or worse, killed by them. I still don't know why God finds a lowly Nephiliam like me important. she muttered and let out a sigh. Her wings were staring to ache, the only problem with hiding them was they cramped up at lot on her. She pulled her jacket off and let her wings extend, for someone her size they were huge, strong yet they seemed more pure looking then Michael's. You could see some small scars on them here and there, unlike an Angel her skin would always scar, she could heal fast but her wounds would always leave ugly scars behind. She wrapped her wings around her still keeping her distance from Michael, a lonely feather dropped off her wing and the wind caught it sending it floating into Michael's chest. Another thing about Ara was that her wings showed her heath, right now they looked rather ragged, there were broken feathers here and there on them as well. She had a hard life, always on the run and never staying in the same place. Her skin was pale and there always seemed to be a sad look in her eyes.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Michael relaxed a bit as she sheathed her sword. He wasn't a threat to her, if anything he was an asset to her. He was a master with the daggers. He was quick, able to cut an angels wings off quickly and then slit angel's throat. He was light on his feet as she asked him why she needed his help. Do you really want to face a legion of angels alone? he said. It would be very unwise to turn down help when it was offered. Michael listened as she said she had a feeling she wouldn't be getting rid of him easily. She wouldn't. He had been tasked by God himself to keep her alive. Whether she liked it or not, he was here to help her. He looked to her as she seemed distrustful of him. He understood why. She didn't have a good relationship with angels, it was understandable. He looked to her as she asked why God finds her important. He watched as she let her wings free. Michael watched as she began moving. He didn't have scars. At least none that he knew of. Demon weapons could harm and kill Angels. Michael tended to be too fast to be caught by a demon forged weapon. He looked to her as she wrapped her wings around her, a feather floating into him. He picked up the feather and looked it over. She needed rest. He rubbed his neck and sighed. You need some time to rest. You and I will have time to move on soon, for now you and I should get out of the rain and get some rest he said.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Your even stranger than my father. she muttered but shrugged as she pulled her Jacket so it sat on her shoulders and she turned and headed off down an alley way, she could feel him following her, she didn't like this but she was just going to suck it up and deal with it. What I really need is my father to stop trying to kill me. Ara said. She turned another dark corner, opened a door and made her way inside a flat heading up some steps she opened another door and he could see a small apartment. This is where I live. she said and shut the door behind the Angel before she locked it and made her way over to a couch and sat down, she ran her hands through her hair. Make yourself at home but please stay out of my bedroom, there is a spare room down the hall to the right, black door, that can be your room. Ara said then stood up and threw her jacket onto a coat hanger then headed into the kitchen and began to make something to eat. She let out a sigh, she was so warn out and hungry.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Michael smirked a bit at her comment. He chuckled a bit at her comment of what she really needed was her father to stop trying to kill her. That would definitely help out. He smiled as they finally made it up to her flat, looking around a bit curiously as she spoke that this was where she lived. It seemed rather permanent. Not generally a good idea when your trying to hide from someone. He looked to her as she ran a hand through her hair, telling him to make himself at home but stay out of her bedroom. I'll make do he said as she threw her jacket onto a coat hanger, heading to the kitchen and making something to eat. He watched her carefully then looked outside, sighing gently. He took a seat and took what appeared to be a rather worn scroll out of his pack, reading it quietly.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Ara came back out of the kitchen and made her way towards him and handed him plate of toast and a few grapes and a banana. Sorry there isn't much, but I am planning on leaving here tomorrow, have to use it up. she said and then made her way past him, she had already eaten. She made her way into the bathroom and took a shower then got out, she was dressed in clean clothes ready to move in case. Your welcome to take a shower, do you need me to show you how to turn it on? You are covered in earth dust. she said as she walked towards him. Her wings were hidden against her body, under her shirt. You could see bandages running down her arms before she pulled a hoodie over her head, he would be able to see more bandages over her stomach as she pulled her shirt down over her navel. She fixed her belt around her, her sword stuck in its sheath. She raised an eyebrow before she reached a hand up and gently picked a few leaves out of his hair. You know, I have never seen an Angel quite like you. You show no anger in your face, all the others show it along with blood lust. she said moving her hand to touch his cheek before she pulled away and turned looking out a window.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Michael looked to her as she came back, handing him a plate of food. Michael took a bite of the toast and popped a grape into his mouth. Very wise, the more we keep moving, the less chance we'll be found he said as he continued to eat, watching her move past him into the shower. He watched as she came back and smiled gently. No need for that he said with a chuckle. He watched as she pulled her shirt on and fixed a belt on, taking a seat and taking a few leaves out of his hair. I am not like other angels, most of us have indeed lost our way. I have not. My ideals still remain strong he said gently. He watched as she touched his cheek, feeling his beard.
Thread: The Angel & The Nephiliam (Me & Mister Grimm)

Little longer posts please She blinked slightly then stared back out the window keeping her hands to herself, she still felt awkward around him though. I only know one other Angel who is like you, he was a friend of my father's as well but he is hidden on earth. He trying to find a way to turn the humans pure again. I think you know Malicy? she asked and cocked her head to the side. She shook her head and thought better of herself and shut her mouth. I love my father even though he is out to kill me. she said and let out a huge sigh before she stood back up her wings hurt under their bindings but she was going to keep them hidden. She jumped slightly hearing a familiar trumpet go off, fear suddenly filled her eyes as she ran for her room, she grabbed hold of a back pack and pulled it over her back along with a cross bow and looked back at Michael. Father is coming. she said sliding her coat back on and kicking open the front door and heading down the steps and made her way into a back alley. She was in agony but she would push herself as hard as she could, she knew Michael would be behind her, she could still hear the trumpet going off and she hoped she could get to safety before Gabriel attacked them.