Angel's Gate is one of the most peaceful, friendly and happy villages in the world. Everyone get's along and if someone doesn't like someone else they keep their feelings inside of them. No hurtful words are ever used, nobody uses foul language. The place is like heaven on earth and the people inside are like Angels. Crime isn't even an issue in this beautiful place.
At least, that's what it used to be like, but now, a new terror has soiled the village. No one knows where it has come from, no one knows what it looks like, all they know is that it's destroying the best place they have known, and their own home. There is so much panic in the village that everything seems to be going wrong. The school closed due to too many fights, something that has never happened before. Those people with weak hearts refuse to leave their homes and business' are going under.
Can anyone save the terror that has overcome this brilliant place? Can anyone turn it back to what it used to be or will it have to change it's name to Devil's Punchbowl? A place that no one will ever want to visit, where crime is at it's max and no one is ever at peace.
Are YOU going to do something to help this town or are YOU going to help change it to Devil's Punchbowl?
Strolling Around || Open || « Thread Started on Mar 31, 2006, 12:37am »
Chris walked down the dirt path, that led to the quiet fountain. Rested, near the forest that surrounded the park. Various types, ages, and sizes of people dotted the grassy land, which, made Chris nervous for various reasons. Afterall, no one could be underestimated of what they could do to anyone if they got offended.
Chris, heaved a quietened sigh, and he continued on towards his destination. His mission? To, clear his mind at least, for now of the evil and violence that smothered the peace of what was once, perfect beyond imagination.
Of course, that had all taken a sharp turn down the violent road. Chris had never wanted to take part in any side, but anyone could see, that he had a pure heart and soul. Beyond, his smiley appearance.
Within' a few minutes, he made his way to the fountain. Smiling, he sat down at the stone edge of it, and ran his fingers delicately across the surface. Causing ripples to appear. "Ripples are like life," He said, under his breath, quietly.
Softly, when he was satisfied that no one was listening, he started to sing, 'In The Nightside Of Eden' by H.I.M. He was always told that he could become more than just a normal guy, if he put his voice to heart and to the public.
She may be an angel...but that doesn't mean she's innocent
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Re: Strolling Around || Open || « Reply #2 on Apr 1, 2006, 1:30pm »
Ryn placed herself on the grass, still enraged from her argument with Shane. How could he be so immature? Better yet, how can he expect her to go on like nothing ever happened? She growled under her breath. It was things like that that made her want to rip someone, or something, to shreds.
I can't run anymore, I fall before you, Here I am, I have nothing left, Though I've tried to forget, You're all that I am, Take me home, I'm through fighting it
The song lyrics rang through her head.Thos had meaning to her, weather or not they did before, they sure did now. She was sick of what was happening, sick of the world. Then, her thoughts were tossed aside by the sound of singing over the winds. She looked around for the source. Too many people, but one by the fountain stood out. Standing up she began walking over towards the fountain.
As Ryn neared the person by the fountain the words became more clearer. She listened to the lyrics of the song. They fit life as it was now perfectly. People have decieved others, and in the long run, cause a war. That was depressing. As much as she wanted to just walk away, she couldn't. She hated herself when she felt depressed or enraged, and hated putting it to other people too, but she couldn't bring herself to walk away. She wanted to finish hearding the song.
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