Hmmm....First Rp by me....Hopefully this works.

This is both OOC an IC forum. After you have made a skeleton, feel free to post right here!!

INTRO
In the human world, dead humans need to be escorted to heaven. There are groups of angels dispatched to Earth for that job. Throughout the years, humans had evolved and advanced, constantly moving forward. The same can be said for the angels. They are still innocent and pure, but their attitudes are rather different than what humans might expect. God is the big man in charge of it all, he assigns angels to different areas in the world to collect dead souls. He gave them "tools" to clean the souls and send them to heaven. At first the tools were scythes, but the angels complained it was too tasteless. God then changed his mind and gave the angels the ability to morth their tool into any shape they like. There are occasional appearance of demons, angel groups are responsible for taking care of those demons when they appear near the area assigned to them and send the demons back to hell.

The angels
They do their jobs with glee, having to use their tools on the souls. They formed groups and dressed in what we would mistake for the yakuza or the mafia. Each groups stayed in their own area and watch for dead souls. They tracked down souls like the way the mob track down victims on their hit-list. And yes, the angels have their own form of hit-list.

God
He monitors it all. He kept two angels by his side, Gabe, and Mike. Mike rewards the angel groups that does a good job, and occasionally humans. Gabe is God's hit-man, no need for further explanations.

TOOLS
Vary from guns to swords and many other weapons. Since the tools are made just in case of "uncooperative" souls, any where the tools hit the soul, that part would go to heaven first. For example: If the angelic katana stabbed an arm of a soul, that arm would disintigrate and appear in heaven while the rest of the soul's body stays. The only way to send the entire soul to heaven at once is to do a head-shot. Some angels does not like to send the souls to heaven the "nice" way, they prefer to send the souls up one body part at a time....that's when Gabe comes and deal with does angels. Tools also capable of sending demons to hell.

Gangs

There will be seven gangs of angels in this Rp...there can be more, or less...depends. Each gang have a leader, depends on strenght. There are five angels the does not belong to a clan and does odd jobs for God.

Dandilion: First gang created.
Rose: Act nice, but ruthless.
Leaf: Usually get the job done the fastest.
Vanilla: Most favored by God. They are the most merciful group of angels.
Knife: Great tacticians
Bullet: Speciallized in taking care of demons
Lash: Newest gang. Tries their hardest to make a name for themselves among the angels.

Skeleton

Leader(yes or no):
Name:
Appearance:
Age(should be a few centuries, optional):
Clan:
Personality:
Position:
Tool:

A few last words from me...
Guys, this should be a comedy roleplay. But it can go anyways that you guys seems fit. Remember to keep humor in mind though ^^

well if this is still going I'll give it a try

Leader:yes
Name: Torrent
Apparence: White name that appears to be in his late twenties. Black pants, white undershirt, black over coat and black tie. short black hair and black sun glasses. Black shoes.
Age: 3 centuries.
Clan: Lash
personality: quiet brooding type and seems that nothing can go his way.
position: new to capturing souls and under experienced
Tool: dual silver desert eagles

Accepted! I like the "silver" part in your weapons, btw. It seems...angelic! ^^

thats what i was going for oh and i have to ask is this going to go on for a long time and try to keep it up or is this one of those one nighters?

This will go on for a long time...hopefully. At least that's what I had in mind. Let's hope some other people join up soon.

well I'm busy tomorrow so I'll be done in about 45 minutes but i can pop in every now and then and contribute. SO I'll start it off.

Torrent was having a good day. Well everyday was good when you live in heaven but today was especially good. He was assigned to help the angel squads escort souls. Well he finally was given the ok to be let in and got assigned to Lash clan. He even got his tool, twin desert eagles(silver of course), though he was told that they might randomly shoot off to the side. "I hope that won't be a problem, oh well i better get going I don't want to mess up anything on my first day". Yes torrent was having a good day.

(OCC: mention to me if you want me to change my writing style(how I wrote it) to one that fits you)

I hope this is okay.

Leader: Yes
Name: Grimm A.K.A. Death A.K.A. The Fourth Rider
Appearance: A black suit, black under shirt, white tie, black ski mask covering his whole head, black sunglasses, black gloves, black boots. None of his skin is visible.
Age: He himself has forgotten.
Clan: Dandelion
Personality: Lost all emotion except for a last few drops of discipline, humor, pity, ruthlessness.
Position: Wise and and a verteran of soul collecting.
Tool: Scythe, as he has never found a better tool. The scythe has an unusally long blade, and a straight black handle.

(OOC: Well, how you write is up to you. I hate it when people tell me how to write, don't you?^^)

Gabriel was waiting at the gate, he held a stern look in his face as he saw Torrent approach. In his days, Gabe watched as many new angels became corrupted and he had to send them to hell. Hopefully this one won't have to deal with Gabriel. He walked towards Torrent and rumbled: "Watch yourself down there..." He loomed over Torrent threatening look in his eyes. Being an archangel, nobody ever dared to mess with Gabe.

sorry about last post your last post did not turn up rite away.

Torrents was now worried. He was infront of the main hitman himself. Though he couldn't show it because then he would loose his image. "I'm ready for this give me any job you want i can take it" Torrent said if not but a bit hesitant.

well im going to sleep for the night and I'll leave my guy off here and will check on this post on a later date (hopefully tomorrow)

(Hunter! you're accepted!! Start postin' !! Oh, and can you guys tell your friends about this Rp? It disappeared off the new topics sooo fast. I need more people. We have two leaders so far, btw.)

Mike, nicked named: The Right-hand-man, approach Gabe and Torrent with a smile on his face. He said smoothly: "Oh Gabe, I hope you're not bullying the new guy! It's his first day on the job!" Although Mike is the classic icon of angel, he is the closest being to God, he wasn't called the right-hand-man for nothing. He was the second strongest being in the universe, Lucifer was the third, then Gabe was the fourth. He is the nicest guy in heaven and was highly respected and loved. People don't fear him, even though Mike is so strong. He is the only "Angelic" angel left in heaven, the rest had adapted "human" attitudes.

Gabe was bitter about being fourth in power for a time(A couple millinia) but he soon acccepted his fate. Everyone thought that Gabe would be the one to try and overthrow God, not Lucifer. Lucifer was a "good" boy, no one ever thought of him as the jealous type. Gabe looked over at Mike and grumbled: "I'm not bullying him, just giving him head-ups..."

Mike was the only one Gabe did not dare to mess with, and even respected. Lucifer and Gabe used to be best friends, until the betrayal. Gabe was now emotionally scarred and does not feel like getting close to people. He only let himself be close to God. Mike smiled sweetly at Torrent and said: "The Boss told me to hand you this cellphone, whenever it rings..pick it up...or else." Mike finished his sentence with a slight hint of threat, his smile remained on his face, however.

(whoo! Long post...bear with me here.)

Leader(yes or no):Yes
Name:Temeno
Appearance:He wears blue jean pants and a white long sleeve turtlekneck.He has bright green eyes and snow white hair. He has retractable white wings and his nails are blue.
Age(should be a few centuries, optional):6 centuries
Clan:Vanilla
Personality:He is kind and mericful and very forgiving.He is kind hearted and loves to please God.He is goofy and lives to make jokes.He does not like to act serious and likes to do headshots to do things the peaceful way.
Position:Master of soul collecting and demon figthing
Tool:He uses an angelic katanna.

Grimm walked over to the group that was forming aound the new guy. Why can't they just let the new guys get the job done? he thought to himself. He walked over to the group and pounded the end of his scythe on the ground. "What are you doing? There is work to be done." He said in a voice that seemed to come from around the room. "Souls are out there, and we just can't let them sit around." He ajusted his white tie, and in a flash he was gone.

(I'll be back after school, six hours or so, to post.)

Torrent confused, 'who was that creepy guy with the ski mask', oh well he did not have time to meet anyone yet he was assigned to New York, busy but fun he heard. Disappearing from sight Torrent reappeared on a skyscraper in the heart of Manhattan. 'Well since I have to wait for the phone to ring i might as well take a look around' thought Torrent. Disappearing again Torrent this time appeared rite in the middle of oncoming traffic. After some running and hearing of phrases such as "move it" or "get off the road" Torrent got onto the safety of the pavement. He already new that he was going to hate his job.

(Chulance, you're accepted! Start posting! Oh, and I just thought of this. Since not many people joined yet, and you're all leaders... You guys can make up your own team members to boss around. You don't have to make skeletons for your subordinates, but you're welcome to^^)

Torrent was very bored. After that whole traffic fiasco all he was doing was walking around the city watching the people that go by. 'I wonder why people never notice us angels i mean some of us just look out of place'. this was just one of the many thought that went through Torrent's mind as he sitting down at a bench park just waiting for his first mission.

God sits in his office. Upon reading the thought of Torrent, he used his almighty power to contact Torrent's cellphone without using one. He waited patitiently for the call to be answered. Gabe, stading on God's left side murmured: "If he's smart...he'll pick it up at the first ring..."

Mike on the other hand, was still lingering near the gate of heaven. He decided to give Grimm a visit. Mike follwed Grimm to where ever he was going, then spoke up: "Hey there, old buddy! How's it goin'?"

While Torrent was sitting on his bench he heard his cellphone ring. Placing his hand into his pocket he found nothing.'Oh s@#$! oh s2#$!. (tell me if we can swear because some forums don't allow it) Frantically searching it was on the fifth ring when he noticed said phone on the floor. Torrent hesitantly picked it up knowing full well that making god wait on the phone was a bad idea. Flipping up the screen Torrent asked"Hello"?

Leader(yes or no): no
Name: Gregory
Appearance: He is rather short with a dark goatee. His hair is short, with a flat cut. He has light blonde hair, and his eyebrows seem to be a tiny glow of white. His eyes are a green that humans may have only lighter. He has a long chin that appears bony. His overall body is quite scrawny. He has thin wings that are rimmed with a scarlet outlining.
Age(should be a few centuries, optional): Half a century
Clan: Vanilla
Personality: Easily finds others trustworty. He just likes to move along in his life, or after-life so to speak.
Position: Incredibly inexperienced
Tool: A small silver dagger.

((Can someone give me the link to the IC thread. I know it's a small bio, but my posts are better with much more detail.))

(lol!!! First of...you're accepted, Xemba!! Second...you found it! This is an OOC/IC!! convienient huh? It's my first Rp That I created, so I don't want to make things too complicated. Now that you have a skeleton, feel free to post right here. Oh, and yes, cussing is allowed, but please don't do it soooo much that someone's gonna close us down...I have faith in you guys!!!)

God saw the incident with Torrent and decided to overlook it this time. He spoke in a mafia boss-like way: "You down there. Here's the first hit-list, the targets are down south-west side of the city. Get on it! You have fifteen minutes!" God does not need a cellphone to communicate with another cellphone, he just spoke outloud and his voice was connected to the cellphone that Torrent was holding. A folder appeared in God's hand, inside it was pictures of newly formed souls. He made the folder fade away, and then reappeared on the ground next to Torrent. God then turned to Gabe and asked: "My, my, did I sound too mean?" Gabe replied immediately: "No sir, you sounded perfectly alright. Even very holy, I might add." God nodded: "Good."