Angel Detective
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Thread Topic: Angel Detective
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Aww, lol. I’ll work on my sheet right now. ♡
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Emy's Character Sheet
♡ Full Name: Matthew Logan Ray
✿ Nickname(s): Matt, Logan
♡ Gender: male
✿ Sexuality: heterosexual
♡ Age: 16
✿ Birthday: January 13th
♡ Likes: video games, comics, history
✿ Dislikes: mathematics, insects, writing
♡ + Traits: humorous, friendly
✿ - Traits: socially-awkward, anxious, envious
♡ Appearance: dirty blonde hair, dark green eyes, light tan skin tone, tiny freckles across nose and cheeks
✿ Style: hoodies, t-shirts, flannels, and jeans, sweatpants or shorts
♡ Other: meow 🐱 -
♡ Full Name: William Ownis Colard
✿ Nickname(s): Will, etc.
♡ Gender: Male
✿ Sexuality: Bi
♡ Age: 17
✿ Birthday: February 4th
♡ Likes: Pancakes, autumn, movies, books, and music.
✿ Dislikes: Hot weather and cooking.
♡ + Traits: Friendly, optimistic, helpful, sweet, and loyal.
✿ - Traits: Naïve, too trusting, lazy.
♡ Appearance: Light brown hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and a cheerful expression.
✿ Style: A comfortable sweater with jeans and his favorite pair of sneakers.
♡ Other: He is bean -
Who shall start?
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Not sure. You can start if you want ^^
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If you don’t like the way I'm starting out, please tell me, and I’ll think of something else.)
It started with a phone call.
With those words, Matthew Logan Ray's heart rate had never been so fast in his life.
Dead.
Seventeen-year-olds don't just die. Will had been perfectly healthy the last time Logan saw him, and that was only earlier that morning.
Murder. The word pierced through Logan like a dagger in the heart.
Will was so gentle, innocent, kind. Who would ever even think about killing such a boy?
That night at 4:05 AM, Logan lay awake. His best friend, William Collard had been killed five hours prior. -
Woah, that's so good))
Will opened his eyes. Was he dead? He saw a flow of colors wrap around him and he felt something behind him. Wings.
He heard a soft whisper telling him what to do. He was dead now and would be sent to protect...Logan? He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that he wasn't alive anymore. He'd never get to live the life he'd always wanted. -
Logan tossed and turned. This didn’t make sense. Will couldn’t just die. No one just dies.
Logan obviously didn’t know how to deal with loss. He could only think of his mother saying, “We'll set you up with a counselor, we'll find you a therapist,” as if saying that prior to Will's death wasn’t already enough.
Will was everything. He was all Logan had ever known. -
Will buried his face in his hands, tears falling to the nonexistent ground underneath him. He wasn't ready to die! He wasn't done with life yet!
He would watch everyone he loved grow up and be happy...without him. It was too much for him to handle at the moment. His wings closed around him and shielded him from everyone and everything else. -
The next morning, Logan didn’t wake up. There was no possible way he was going to school- not for a while. He didn’t care how far he got behind in his studies because all he truly ever cared about was Will.
As his eyes opened, he shuddered at the thought of Will's death being announced over the intercom, the sorrowful moment of silence that he would be given. Will deserved it, of course, but Logan just couldn’t bare it. -
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Will felt the soft, colorful feathers brush against his face. He shuddered at their touch, but grew to like them. He felt...comfortable. He could handle it now.
Spreading his wings and his arms, he let himself freefall towards the ground. -
Now, Logan lay awake in his empty-feeling bed. His heart sunk, along with his chest. There wasn’t much to live for anymore. He rose up, then slammed his face against the pillow, screaming as loud as he could.
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Will landed on the ground with a powerful "oomph". He didn't feel pain because he was, well, dead after all, but he still felt the impact and the coarse feeling of gravel.
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Logan lost everything he ever had within one night, and was excepted to be okay the next day?
He rose again, this time taking a deep breath.
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