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A chain .. . is only as strong as it's weakest link.

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It's the cold winter night, an old man walks down a lazy path lantern in hand. The lantern burned slowly, the wick of the candle crumbling to ash. Approaching his cabin he walks past a wilted old tree. He stood for a moment before placing his lantern down next to him . Snow starts to fall from the sky. He walks forward and pushes a bush to the side.

"Here lies Esmeralda Toadstool
1921 - 1949
Died from a Wolf attack"

He takes off his old dusted hat and places it to his chest as he kneels down to one knee. "My sweet darling Esmeralda , you may be gone from this world. But my lantern will guide you to your way home." The lanterns flame starts to grow as a creature that almost looked human completely made of flames comes out.

"Father, you were never there when I needed you . . .And you expect me to trust you now ." The flames grew agitated and spiked out of the back, crossing its arms. "Listen . I'm only doing my job. . ." The snow started to grow restless and blow heavier . The flames started to wilt before going back to the small wick.

The old man picked up the lantern and placed his hat back on his head. Reaching into his coat pocket he pulls out a flower. "A Calla Lily. . . A flower for a man or woman who died shortly after marriage." He rests the flower at the foot of the grave before standing.

The Fire sprouted in the lantern again. The flame figure was much small "Father , you never told me exactly what your job was . .. All I remember is waking up in my cart on the side of the road. You were there as well. . . The wheels were destroyed . . . The horses dead . . . What even happened?"

The man walked towards the Cabin silent. "Father?" The flame spoke once more. "My Job . . . I'm a Grim Reaper. I walk with the souls of people who have died. . . To make sure their journey to Hell and Heaven aren't lonely. However, we're heading home . . . Just so that you may rest in your forever home. Where you were born . . . and took your first steps."

He approaches the door and opens it. "You were killed by a wolf attack, they left you in scraps . . . But, death is inevitable . I cannot change that fact. Only us Grim reapers are allowed to pass death . . . But it's not flawless." He reaches up to his hat and pushes his old white balding hair back revealing a small red flower behind his ear. "Each time we die. God plants a flower in us. Just to show the beauty of life to not waste it."

He places the lantern down on a table near a fireplace. "Now, Daughter if you have any final questions. Please ask them now before I send you off. . . " The flame broke out of the lantern and looked around . "Why do you even do the job? It's horrible. It makes no sense. There's no dangers along the way at all!"

The Old man sat in silence before shaking his head "There's plenty of danger along the way . . . Devils will try and grab angels out of the roads to turn them into corrupted creatures we just call Fallen Angels . . . While yes they get immense powers as a devil. Their body and soul are no longer able to rest. Being stuck in forever suffering, their blood boiling. It's torturous."

As the flame started to die down he opened a book. "I will call upon God; and the Lord to save my dearest. Evening and Morning and at noon Will I pray, and cry aloud: and he shall hear my voice." The flame started to break into embers before glowing bright at the wick.

The flame broke apart and a small flame came out , it glowed bright before going blue. The flame spiraled around before turning into the face of a girl with long hair. The Old man took his lantern and shattered it. The flames grew across the old cabin swarming both him and the blue flame. The old man took a final breath of relief as the blue flame broke apart and flew off to the heavens as the roof caved down on him.




The flames broke apart and he woke up in a new land. A large cloud with a large golden arch way in front of him Chains flying around the horizons, a large stopwatch drifting in the sky. He walked forward and found an old post office building. He walked in and snapped his fingers a fireball forming in front of him. The fire burned into a slab of paper. The paper fell onto the desk. "My job has been completed and I am here for my payment."

The man at the post office scans over the page before reaching under the desk and taking out a bag full of little coins. The old man picks up the coins before saying "Any new recruits ?" The post man looks over a large piece of paper "Only a handful, they'll need tutoring about how to protect themselves from the beasts though."

The old man looks at the paper before nodding. "Guess they'll have to learn from the best. "



"BRINGINGGIGNGIGNGIGNGIGNIG" Slamming the head of an alarm clock a Teenager named Okla woke up, he stretched before changing into his angel attire, a white tux top, with straight dress pants, and a yellow tie. He grabbed a piece of toast and ate it before. rushing out of his house. Okla ran down the streets diligently before he slides to a stop in front of a post office and running inside . "YES I MADE ITT!" He called out as he looked over a long piece of paper.

He was hopping around before he noticed the post office man pressing his fingers to his head . "Is everything alright sir?" Okla asked peering over. "I got a bit of a headache. May you please keep it down a touch?" Okla nods before noticing he had a package in his mailbox. He reaches in and pulls it out before rushing back home.





~ Chained Chaos ~

A devilish job being a grim reaper is. It might seem as simple as bringing a soul along with you and keeping them company. But some are not ready for the encounters that meets them during their adventure. Beings straight from hell will come after them trying to grab at the souls they're carrying for their own benefit.

At the start you'll be learning how this world works, and how to defeat these ghouls that pass you. How to use your powers for cleansing the world of souls that are left to torment humans that did them wrong. Teach them ways to rest easy.

But if you somehow die, you do not need to fret as god gives you more chances. But he teaches you a lesson on how life is sacred and beautiful. If you die, a flower is planted on your head. The flowers will start growing on the back of your head and start making their way to your eyes. If the flowers touch together from start to end. Your body will be sent straight to hell as you spent way to many chances. If you try and remove any of the flowers a new flower will grow and bite away at your skin.

Spoiler: Character sheet

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Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory:
Wing size (Small - Medium):
Weapon of Choice:
Cleansing method (Holy water all that jazz):
Height:
Companion (Optional):
Likes:
Dislikes:

Spoiler: Okla

Name: Okla Homa

Age: 19

Personality: Very Energetic, over the top but very carrying. He is very on going with what he does, even if it leads to his own demise.

Appearance: A young, skinny, pale boy with spiky blonde hair that almost looks Dye'd. Sky blue eyes, wearing a long white tux top with white dress pants. Wearing very formal clothing and is very approachable. When going outside he wears a zebra striped fedora, A ballpoint pen is found in the pocket of his tux top. Wearing black dress shoes.

Backstory: When on Earth he grew up in a small house. His dad worked the night shift at the factory. So his dad would sleep during the day time meaning Okla couldn't show his energy around or he'd be beat with a belt. He never got to meet his mother as his dad took him away from her at a very young age. He's made it his personal goal to make his mother an angel and carry souls with her.

Wing size (Small - Medium): Small

Weapon of Choice: Dual Scimitar's that can combine into one.

Cleansing method (Holy water all that jazz): Bible quotes

Height: 5'5

Companion (Optional): Haw-aii ( A spiritual fox that flies around him.)

Likes: Food, food, foxes, Nature, reading, talking to people, hanging around others, making friends

Dislikes: Belts, Any frontal confrontation, the smell of tuna.

 

Accepted To be Continued when I get the plot ready to work. This can be a 1 x 1 if no others join. So the rp is a guarantied. I'll explain how I run some rp's in the off topic .

 

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