#𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 > general rp tag

[mizavia]

Hello and welcome! // Currently not relevant//

Since my blog changed a little, I figured it might be best to talk about my new main muse a bit. Sit back, relax and enjoy!

| Writes in character - Ooc posts will be marked as such |

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The name is Temperance. He is 37 years old.

Character traits:

▹Adaptive

▹Disciplined

▹Cooperative

▹Self-controlled

▹Strong-willed

▹Obliging

▹Highly empathetic

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Likes:

▹Well-structured things

▹When things go like planned

▹Reading

▹Strong colors

▹Pop music

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Dislikes:

▹Pastel colors

▹Hastiness

▹Untidiness

▹Ilogical approaches

▹Harsh orders

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Strengths:

▹Solving conflicts

▹Teamwork

▹Keeping his emotions together

▹Flying

▹Usage of spears

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Weaknesses:

▹Usage of any other weapon

▹Sprinting

▹Listening to others for a long time

▹Gets impatient the more time passes

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Special:

▹The most empathetic out of all exorcists

▹Could never hurt children (well kept secret)

▹Has a list of books he wants to read

▹Tends to get himself into trouble (sooner or later)

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More to be added!

Appearance down here!

[dark-lina]

"It's hard to say…" Azriel muttered quietly, reaching out to him to help him stand up. "But you're not hurt, are you?" he muttered, looking at him from every side. "No you're not… that's good." he added after a while. "My name is Azriel… welcome to hell…"

[ WAKEN ]: the sender touches the receiver's shoulder to waken them from a nap or sleep.

Hey wake up... you are okey ? I not think is good place to naping for angel in hell.

"Mh?" Slowly but surely, the young exorcist came back to his senses. blinking himself awake. At first, everything around him seemed blurred, caused by a certain amount of tiredness. Carefully, he sat up a bit more straight, his golden gaze scanning his surroundings. He wasn't sure of it.. where exactly was he right now? Not in heaven, that was for sure. The colors weren't as bright as he was used to seeing, usually. The black winged angel stretched his arms, still in the process of properly waking up.

Slowly, it dawned on him. The reddish colors, the narrow alleyways.. This was hell. Literally. How did he get here? He couldn't quite remember, but it surely wasn't due to anything bad, the halo above his head was still glowing brightly. Temperance hoped that everything before his accidental nap would soon come back to his mind. He simply was a little.. confused right now. It wasn't everyday for an angel, an exterminator, to wake up in hell.

"I'm awake.." He informed the other, who nudged his shoulder gently. There was still a tired tingling remaining in some of his black feathers, soon to vanish. "For how long.. did I pass out..?" The question sounded a bit hesitant, unaware of whether or not the one next to him knew about it.

[dark-lina]

"Azriel, an exiled angel, but not a fallen one," he introduced calmly with a smile, looking at him. The halo was still shining above his head, but it was cracked in a few places. "Let's go from here, maybe we'd better talk further in the place where I live. Do you remember something before you landed here? I guess it's not time for extermination yet."

[ WAKEN ]: the sender touches the receiver's shoulder to waken them from a nap or sleep.

Hey wake up... you are okey ? I not think is good place to naping for angel in hell.

"Mh?" Slowly but surely, the young exorcist came back to his senses. blinking himself awake. At first, everything around him seemed blurred, caused by a certain amount of tiredness. Carefully, he sat up a bit more straight, his golden gaze scanning his surroundings. He wasn't sure of it.. where exactly was he right now? Not in heaven, that was for sure. The colors weren't as bright as he was used to seeing, usually. The black winged angel stretched his arms, still in the process of properly waking up.

Slowly, it dawned on him. The reddish colors, the narrow alleyways.. This was hell. Literally. How did he get here? He couldn't quite remember, but it surely wasn't due to anything bad, the halo above his head was still glowing brightly. Temperance hoped that everything before his accidental nap would soon come back to his mind. He simply was a little.. confused right now. It wasn't everyday for an angel, an exterminator, to wake up in hell.

"I'm awake.." He informed the other, who nudged his shoulder gently. There was still a tired tingling remaining in some of his black feathers, soon to vanish. "For how long.. did I pass out..?" The question sounded a bit hesitant, unaware of whether or not the one next to him knew about it.