Between Life and Death RP

Name: Darrin
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Fallen.
History: Darrin was born into a family that adored him. He was the baby that had tried so long to have and, when he finally was born, his parents couldn't be more proud. He grew up like any other Guardian, save for the copious praise his parents couldn't seem to lavish enough upon him. Anything he did, it was absolutely praiseworthy and therefore must be held in high regard. His parents made sure to belittle all other children in the process, mistakenly leading Darrin to believe at a young age that the rest of the world were all pitiful simpletons. Therefore, Darrin grew up with an extreme supercilious air, holding himself above all in a much higher esteem. His attitude only worsened as his parents continually encouraged it as he entered his teen years. His attitude acquired an ambitious side to it, and he began to secretly scheme to somehow reign above all other Guardians. Darrin turned the corner when he turned 20 to a long alley of cold cruelty. Once he realized he couldn't get the power he desired, in the time he desired, he commanded Death to create a chasm for him and he Fell, aspiring to take over the Guardian realm in its entirety.
Personality: Supercilious and exceedingly lofty attitude. Holds himself in an impossibly high esteem and, in his eyes, he cam do nothing wrong. Has become cold and cruel as a Fallen; he has found that killing is one sure way to have people respect you. Merciless killer for the sake of obliterating possible leaders that would rise up above him and feared in every thing he does. Face him down and inevitably be killed, just for the sole reason that you might perhaps "dethrone" him. Not entirely mentally stable due to his overpowering ambitions.
Appearance: Huge, tan-skinned man with eyes that are dark enough to be mistaken for black. Ragged buzzards' wings with copious tears and sleek black hair. Muscular; 6'4 tall. Wears black clothing that infaliby will have tears.
Weapon(s): Innumerable daggers and swords that he sharpens himself.
Relationship?: Open
Username: HeavensHens88
Other:
 
Name: Darrin
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Fallen.
History: Darrin was born into a family that adored him. He was the baby that had tried so long to have and, when he finally was born, his parents couldn't be more proud. He grew up like any other Guardian, save for the copious praise his parents couldn't seem to lavish enough upon him. Anything he did, it was absolutely praiseworthy and therefore must be held in high regard. His parents made sure to belittle all other children in the process, mistakenly leading Darrin to believe at a young age that the rest of the world were all pitiful simpletons. Therefore, Darrin grew up with an extreme supercilious air, holding himself above all in a much higher esteem. His attitude only worsened as his parents continually encouraged it as he entered his teen years. His attitude acquired an ambitious side to it, and he began to secretly scheme to somehow reign above all other Guardians. Darrin turned the corner when he turned 20 to a long alley of cold cruelty. Once he realized he couldn't get the power he desired, in the time he desired, he commanded Death to create a chasm for him and he Fell, aspiring to take over the Guardian realm in its entirety.
Personality: Supercilious and exceedingly lofty attitude. Holds himself in an impossibly high esteem and, in his eyes, he cam do nothing wrong. Has become cold and cruel as a Fallen; he has found that killing is one sure way to have people respect you. Merciless killer for the sake of obliterating possible leaders that would rise up above him and feared in every thing he does. Face him down and inevitably be killed, just for the sole reason that you might perhaps "dethrone" him. Not entirely mentally stable due to his overpowering ambitions.
Appearance: Huge, tan-skinned man with eyes that are dark enough to be mistaken for black. Ragged buzzards' wings with copious tears and sleek black hair. Muscular; 6'4 tall. Wears black clothing that infaliby will have tears.
Weapon(s): Innumerable daggers and swords that he sharpens himself.
Relationship?: Open
Username: HeavensHens88
Other:

(I have a fallen that could play with him if you would like)
 
Name: Darrin
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Fallen.
History: Darrin was born into a family that adored him. He was the baby that had tried so long to have and, when he finally was born, his parents couldn't be more proud. He grew up like any other Guardian, save for the copious praise his parents couldn't seem to lavish enough upon him. Anything he did, it was absolutely praiseworthy and therefore must be held in high regard. His parents made sure to belittle all other children in the process, mistakenly leading Darrin to believe at a young age that the rest of the world were all pitiful simpletons. Therefore, Darrin grew up with an extreme supercilious air, holding himself above all in a much higher esteem. His attitude only worsened as his parents continually encouraged it as he entered his teen years. His attitude acquired an ambitious side to it, and he began to secretly scheme to somehow reign above all other Guardians. Darrin turned the corner when he turned 20 to a long alley of cold cruelty. Once he realized he couldn't get the power he desired, in the time he desired, he commanded Death to create a chasm for him and he Fell, aspiring to take over the Guardian realm in its entirety.
Personality: Supercilious and exceedingly lofty attitude. Holds himself in an impossibly high esteem and, in his eyes, he cam do nothing wrong. Has become cold and cruel as a Fallen; he has found that killing is one sure way to have people respect you. Merciless killer for the sake of obliterating possible leaders that would rise up above him and feared in every thing he does. Face him down and inevitably be killed, just for the sole reason that you might perhaps "dethrone" him. Not entirely mentally stable due to his overpowering ambitions.
Appearance: Huge, tan-skinned man with eyes that are dark enough to be mistaken for black. Ragged buzzards' wings with copious tears and sleek black hair. Muscular; 6'4 tall. Wears black clothing that infaliby will have tears.
Weapon(s): Innumerable daggers and swords that he sharpens himself.
Relationship?: Open
Username: HeavensHens88
Other:

(I have a fallen that could play with him if you would like)

(Sure, Emily! As soon as Jabba accepts him! ;) )
 
(hmmmmmmm, I had not thought of this.... Coming up with a good back story....)
Seiri looked at her, "Yes, I know where you live. I used to be flying overhead, on my way to the city, and you would be in the backyard playing with your sister. Once I saw you fall and it looked like you hurt yourself, so I flew down to hide behind one if the big oak trees in your yard, to make sure you didn't need my help. You didn't. Need my help anyway. Your sister was there to help you up and bring you back inside because you slightly twisted your ankle. So when I saw it was you in the alleyway, and then you said you ran away, I was really confused. You have a loving sister, that cares for you, and all you care to do is run away." Seiri finally finished, wishing he wouldn't of said all of that cause now she might reject him. He stared into her eyes.~ (sorry that's the best I could do)
 
:)barnie Just when we were getting to the good part... :lau
Goodnight for good this time, Kyndra!!! ;) )

Victoria looked up.Her hand was slowly reach down into the pocket of her coat.The guy went up to the counter, acting completely harmless.But he was a fallen, she could she the large wings tucked under his coat.She gripped the knife her her pocket, ready to spring if needed.She flashed a look at North,Dont move.
 
Name: Darrin
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Fallen.
History: Darrin was born into a family that adored him. He was the baby that had tried so long to have and, when he finally was born, his parents couldn't be more proud. He grew up like any other Guardian, save for the copious praise his parents couldn't seem to lavish enough upon him. Anything he did, it was absolutely praiseworthy and therefore must be held in high regard. His parents made sure to belittle all other children in the process, mistakenly leading Darrin to believe at a young age that the rest of the world were all pitiful simpletons. Therefore, Darrin grew up with an extreme supercilious air, holding himself above all in a much higher esteem. His attitude only worsened as his parents continually encouraged it as he entered his teen years. His attitude acquired an ambitious side to it, and he began to secretly scheme to somehow reign above all other Guardians. Darrin turned the corner when he turned 20 to a long alley of cold cruelty. Once he realized he couldn't get the power he desired, in the time he desired, he commanded Death to create a chasm for him and he Fell, aspiring to take over the Guardian realm in its entirety.
Personality: Supercilious and exceedingly lofty attitude. Holds himself in an impossibly high esteem and, in his eyes, he cam do nothing wrong. Has become cold and cruel as a Fallen; he has found that killing is one sure way to have people respect you. Merciless killer for the sake of obliterating possible leaders that would rise up above him and feared in every thing he does. Face him down and inevitably be killed, just for the sole reason that you might perhaps "dethrone" him. Not entirely mentally stable due to his overpowering ambitions.
Appearance: Huge, tan-skinned man with eyes that are dark enough to be mistaken for black. Ragged buzzards' wings with copious tears and sleek black hair. Muscular; 6'4 tall. Wears black clothing that infaliby will have tears.
Weapon(s): Innumerable daggers and swords that he sharpens himself.
Relationship?: Open
Username: HeavensHens88
Other:
(Accepted)
 

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