My Fate Was Yours - Our Fate Was Death *Part 3*

My Fate was Yours - Our Fate was Death

We'd rather our silhouettes over our reflections.

A private roleplay between Mia and Izzie. [{(Miafire and Crystal Aura)}]

Maturity: High
Fantasy: High

Characters:

Miafire .::. Roperi, Leryssa, Vanya
Crystal Aura .::. Neander, Castien, Zephyr, Amarantha, Arthion

[[You may post now, Izzie.]]

({ Oops... I still had no clue you made this much earlier. I'm sorry! I'll be quick with the reply! })

It was rather lonely for him all day, so he thought upon a plan by which he could get a little company and some excitement. He looked up to the sky—it was as blue as a Robin’s egg. Morning air wafted, light dazzled. Today was a perfect day... To be lonely. He sighed heavily, left alone on the balcony. Castien and Vanya both absent; gone away to God-knows-where...

({ Can you please put 'Part 3' to the title? I'd like that. Thankies, Mia! ^.^ })

[[I forgot! O,o]]

Roperi's soul allowed itself to appear before Neander's sight, giving off the gentlest smile she could. "'Tis good to see you again, Neander." she murmured in a soft voice as she carefully pushed her hair back.

[[ <--- This smiley was named after me! 8D The code? : mia: Without the space. *loves smiley so much* <3]]

In comparison to him, she truly seemed clean. She released a deep sigh as she made her way closer to him, dropping her gaze down to her feet. She allowed her thoughts to rush by before fixing her gaze back to his face and murmuring; "Why treat yourself like a dog, Neander? Despite the fact I may never come back to you after this due to certain circumstances.. I don't want you to treat yourself terribly. Like you're currently doing. Treat yourself properly, Neander.. for my sake."

"Think, Neander.. just think," she responded quickly.

[[RPB if you could not tell. ^-^']]

His solemn eyes abruptly went particullarly sober. “And why’s that? What was the intention underlying that action? You... cheated on me? For what reason?!” He instantly broke off, like something cut off his air, as if he was still human. He started over, again, not letting go of his side of the argument, however; “What the heck was your motive? And what purpose does this serve? I don’t get it Roperi, either you’re not the total goddess I thought I knew since day one, or that dude didn’t see your wedding ring, at all.”

({ Color change... I was feeling random. xD )}

({ REPLY! >.< })

({ ...REPLY! >.< })

He suddenly missed his life. He missed the sun beating on his back, the world streaming with wind and possibility, sublime moments that would make you ride high for days on end. Now, there was nothing but a lethal cyclone of betrayal rippling inside of him. It was cold. Everything was cold. Everything was meaningless.
. . . He screamed bloody murder. Because everything was ruined, when it came down to the end.

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Knowing that he couldn’t keep his swords for a long period of time in his sheaths, he knew he had to draw them out—Or else they’d rust. It’s not like he was afraid to do so, though . . . But, there was always a risk with that much power.

[[I need you to make a new charrie.. a.k.a Roperi's new lover. I need you to play him too.]]
[[Then please edit your post and add him in, so I can reply. Thanks.]]

({ *Le gasp*
Oh, no! Oh, deary, no! O_o

You're creating the TXLXB love triangle thingie. *commits suicide* xD })

[[Pleasssseeee! D:]]

({ Okay. })

[[So as said, you just need to find a name for the guy, and then edit your post and add the guy in. Thankyew!]]

({ |FORM|
Name: Aeardan Amarth
Gender: Male
Age: 19 ½
Allegiance/Race/Creature: Nephilim (A.K.A descendant of Fallen Angels.)

Appearance: He has high cheekbones, a strong jaw line, a straight nose, and full lips. His raven-black hairstyle has a wispy, tossled look but is still short enough to go conservative if need be. It offers versatility, easy upkeep and healthy shine. Other than the hair that creates an edgy, and at the same time beach swept appearance, his skin is a clear, soft peach. His eyes are rather somnolent and devious-looking, and are a pure turquoise. He wears a futuristic-looking gothic jacket, that looks like it’s been inspired by the Spartan military look of cyber-militias. He also wears black gothic pants with criss-crossing strap detail on each leg, and a copper necklace with an amulet pending with a haunting metallic eyelet.

Personality: He easily starts to look bored, most of the time. But, beneath the veil of composure and self-possession lies immorality and corruption. The rest is TBPO.

Weapon[s]: He is armed with two very powerful swords; a magical sword with the power to reveal the truth of any being or situation. It is forged from magic, is indestructible, and can only be wielded by a true Nephilim, and a black, long sword which has the ability to expel a lethal black beam.

Weakness[es]: TBPO
Other: Nope. })

[[Let me know when you've edited your post! :3]]