Post by Angel on Nov 24, 2007 12:15:24 GMT -5
Who your auditioning for: The Character Angel
Are you gonna be active: Yes. Every day.
Sample of your rp with that character (minimum paragraph):
The night was young and brisk. The wind blew in short gusts across Los Angeles. Angel walked the streets in his black leather duster. His dark black hair messy as usual. He smiled at the lady who walked by eager to get home and see her family.
Walking by a small privately owned store Angel stopped and stared at his reflection. He looked at the face that had been his for centuries. No, not his. Angelus's. Angel had earned this face. Earned his soul. Earned his right to redeem himself by making these streets safer and helping the helpless. The whole reason he had begun Angel Investigations in the first place. Since it began he had aquired something he never thought he would have again. A family. Cordellia, Doyle, Gunn. They were his closest friends and his only family.
Angel smiled and kept walking. He enjoyed walking the streets looking at all the people who were happy. Seeing the kids beg their moms for toys or sweets always put a smile on his face. His cellphone went off suddenly and took him by surprise. He was still trying to get used to the thing and learn how to use it. So far it was stuck on something called vibrate. Angel flipped open the phone and saw the name Cordellia before answering,
" Here Cordy. " Angel said.
" Angel? So you remembered to take the phone with you after all? About time. " Cordellia said teasingly.
" Alright Cordy I know you didn't call to tease me so whats going on? " Angel asked smiling. Even in the midst of a demonic fight or serious trouble Cordellia always was able to crack a joke.
" Well Doyle had a vision. And then twenty minutes later a man came in asking for you. Said he was from Sunnydale, " a pause " names Spike. " ...........
Are you gonna be active: Yes. Every day.
Sample of your rp with that character (minimum paragraph):
The night was young and brisk. The wind blew in short gusts across Los Angeles. Angel walked the streets in his black leather duster. His dark black hair messy as usual. He smiled at the lady who walked by eager to get home and see her family.
Walking by a small privately owned store Angel stopped and stared at his reflection. He looked at the face that had been his for centuries. No, not his. Angelus's. Angel had earned this face. Earned his soul. Earned his right to redeem himself by making these streets safer and helping the helpless. The whole reason he had begun Angel Investigations in the first place. Since it began he had aquired something he never thought he would have again. A family. Cordellia, Doyle, Gunn. They were his closest friends and his only family.
Angel smiled and kept walking. He enjoyed walking the streets looking at all the people who were happy. Seeing the kids beg their moms for toys or sweets always put a smile on his face. His cellphone went off suddenly and took him by surprise. He was still trying to get used to the thing and learn how to use it. So far it was stuck on something called vibrate. Angel flipped open the phone and saw the name Cordellia before answering,
" Here Cordy. " Angel said.
" Angel? So you remembered to take the phone with you after all? About time. " Cordellia said teasingly.
" Alright Cordy I know you didn't call to tease me so whats going on? " Angel asked smiling. Even in the midst of a demonic fight or serious trouble Cordellia always was able to crack a joke.
" Well Doyle had a vision. And then twenty minutes later a man came in asking for you. Said he was from Sunnydale, " a pause " names Spike. " ...........
