Post by JackBeilschmidt on Jan 21, 2014 22:48:19 GMT -6
Hello!
I am fifteen years old and I have been role playing for a little over a year now. I was originally introduced to it because I am a writer (A good one says my friends and family but I don't believe them. But enough about me, I'm quite boring compared to Jack.
I role play pretty much anyone but my main 3 muses are:
Jackstofer Emmet Beilschmidt, Jack for short, is my version of 2p!Prussia because I didn't agree with some of the other 2p!Prussias out there I decided to make my own. Jack is taller than Gilbert by a good 2 inches. He has black hair and blue eyes. On his right cheek (From the edge of his lips to an inch below the corner of his eye) is a scar given to him by 2p!Germany (But that is normal for most 2p!Prussias.) Jack can be obnoxious and rowdy when he knows the person he is talking to. He is quite the flirt, although he can change in an instant to being blushy and adorable. Jack does have a dark side (But hey who doesn't right?), when he does.... snap per say... He is called Emmet. Emmet is totally insane and will try to kill any one who gets in his way. Jack loves cute things, bunnies and small children are his favorite things in the world. Jack is also magical, although he refrains from using it unless the situation is dire.
Ivan Braginski is the normal Russia character, I haven't done much to make him different like I have Jack and most of the other ones in my list.
And last but not least:
Matt Williams, 2p!Canada. Matt is more of a hunter and a fighter than a lover, but when he loves, he loves hard. He may jump into things to quickly, or he may run away entirely but he still loves that person with every fiber of his being. He looks the same as most 2p!Canada's are described, long hair that he keeps in a low ponytail and violet eyes that are with out expression most of the time.
My OTPs are RusPrus, AmePru, 2p!AmePru, AmeriCan, 2p!AmeriCan, and 2p!Australia x 2p!Prussia.
This is my normal writing and plot style. It's full of angst and it's for Devil!America X Angel!Prussia.
The albino Angel grins happily as his younger brother, a young blonde Angel who was growing bigger by the day, run around with a happy smile in his face. 'Heaven is so beautiful....' He thought, smiling and standing to run after the boy. Although the pair had wings the albino's brother's wings were too new, so he couldn't yet fly. Gilbert, the albino, grins and looks under the slide, where his brother disappeared under. He is shocked to see not his brother, but a pair of dark hell hounds. He stumbles backwards as the dogs step out from the shadows. He screams in pain as the hounds sink their huge fangs into his sensitive wings. The hounds rip off the pure white wings of the angel and run off, leaving him defenceless to the next thing that comes.
"Oh Angel...." Someone says softly in a sickeningly sweet voice, Gilbert struggles to stand, he sees his beloved white wings being torn apart and chewed on by the huge dogs. Tears of blood race down his cheeks. He sees his little brother in the arms of a man, slightly taller than himself, with piercing blue eyes and pure black hair. On his back were the black wings of a demon, on his head were twisted horns, and wrapped around Gilbert's precious brother's mouth was a tail.
"D-d-demon...." He whimpers softly, struggling to get to the man holding his brother. He crawls toward him, determination, pain, and hope, flashing in his vermilion eyes.
"Ah-ah-ah..." The demon purrs, "Not demon. Devil."
Gilbert gasps in pain as the man appears above him and smashes his foot down on his back, causing him to fall onto his stomach, "S-s-sir Al-Alfred..." No matter what race, angels were taught to be polite.
"So you do know me." The devil purrs, holding out Ludwig.
"Gilly!" The little boy screams as the devil throws him to the mutts, letting them eat him.
Gilbert screams, "LUDWIG!" And somehow manages to stand, shooting forward to clutch his brothers dead body.
The dogs were about to attack the albino Angel when, "Heel!" Their huge heads shoot up and they stalk towards the black haired one, "Angel." The devil says, walking towards him, the Angel growls softly and holds his brother's dead body closely, "I'll bring him back if you come with me...."
Gilbert shakes his head, growling at the devil, "He'd be one of your damned demons." He feels a stab of pain as the devil pushes his finger one of the holes where his wings used to be. He screams in pain at this.
"So vocal. I like that." The devil purrs, pulling him up to his feet and embracing him, "I won't give you the choice."
Gilbert screams as he awakes from his sleep. He sobs softly, his tears of blood flowing down his cheeks,"W-why....?"
I look forward to talking to you all.
I am fifteen years old and I have been role playing for a little over a year now. I was originally introduced to it because I am a writer (A good one says my friends and family but I don't believe them. But enough about me, I'm quite boring compared to Jack.
I role play pretty much anyone but my main 3 muses are:
Jackstofer Emmet Beilschmidt, Jack for short, is my version of 2p!Prussia because I didn't agree with some of the other 2p!Prussias out there I decided to make my own. Jack is taller than Gilbert by a good 2 inches. He has black hair and blue eyes. On his right cheek (From the edge of his lips to an inch below the corner of his eye) is a scar given to him by 2p!Germany (But that is normal for most 2p!Prussias.) Jack can be obnoxious and rowdy when he knows the person he is talking to. He is quite the flirt, although he can change in an instant to being blushy and adorable. Jack does have a dark side (But hey who doesn't right?), when he does.... snap per say... He is called Emmet. Emmet is totally insane and will try to kill any one who gets in his way. Jack loves cute things, bunnies and small children are his favorite things in the world. Jack is also magical, although he refrains from using it unless the situation is dire.
Ivan Braginski is the normal Russia character, I haven't done much to make him different like I have Jack and most of the other ones in my list.
And last but not least:
Matt Williams, 2p!Canada. Matt is more of a hunter and a fighter than a lover, but when he loves, he loves hard. He may jump into things to quickly, or he may run away entirely but he still loves that person with every fiber of his being. He looks the same as most 2p!Canada's are described, long hair that he keeps in a low ponytail and violet eyes that are with out expression most of the time.
My OTPs are RusPrus, AmePru, 2p!AmePru, AmeriCan, 2p!AmeriCan, and 2p!Australia x 2p!Prussia.
This is my normal writing and plot style. It's full of angst and it's for Devil!America X Angel!Prussia.
The albino Angel grins happily as his younger brother, a young blonde Angel who was growing bigger by the day, run around with a happy smile in his face. 'Heaven is so beautiful....' He thought, smiling and standing to run after the boy. Although the pair had wings the albino's brother's wings were too new, so he couldn't yet fly. Gilbert, the albino, grins and looks under the slide, where his brother disappeared under. He is shocked to see not his brother, but a pair of dark hell hounds. He stumbles backwards as the dogs step out from the shadows. He screams in pain as the hounds sink their huge fangs into his sensitive wings. The hounds rip off the pure white wings of the angel and run off, leaving him defenceless to the next thing that comes.
"Oh Angel...." Someone says softly in a sickeningly sweet voice, Gilbert struggles to stand, he sees his beloved white wings being torn apart and chewed on by the huge dogs. Tears of blood race down his cheeks. He sees his little brother in the arms of a man, slightly taller than himself, with piercing blue eyes and pure black hair. On his back were the black wings of a demon, on his head were twisted horns, and wrapped around Gilbert's precious brother's mouth was a tail.
"D-d-demon...." He whimpers softly, struggling to get to the man holding his brother. He crawls toward him, determination, pain, and hope, flashing in his vermilion eyes.
"Ah-ah-ah..." The demon purrs, "Not demon. Devil."
Gilbert gasps in pain as the man appears above him and smashes his foot down on his back, causing him to fall onto his stomach, "S-s-sir Al-Alfred..." No matter what race, angels were taught to be polite.
"So you do know me." The devil purrs, holding out Ludwig.
"Gilly!" The little boy screams as the devil throws him to the mutts, letting them eat him.
Gilbert screams, "LUDWIG!" And somehow manages to stand, shooting forward to clutch his brothers dead body.
The dogs were about to attack the albino Angel when, "Heel!" Their huge heads shoot up and they stalk towards the black haired one, "Angel." The devil says, walking towards him, the Angel growls softly and holds his brother's dead body closely, "I'll bring him back if you come with me...."
Gilbert shakes his head, growling at the devil, "He'd be one of your damned demons." He feels a stab of pain as the devil pushes his finger one of the holes where his wings used to be. He screams in pain at this.
"So vocal. I like that." The devil purrs, pulling him up to his feet and embracing him, "I won't give you the choice."
Gilbert screams as he awakes from his sleep. He sobs softly, his tears of blood flowing down his cheeks,"W-why....?"
I look forward to talking to you all.
