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TO INFINITY AND BEYOND | open - SOCKING - 08-02-2018

STOCKING ANARCHY
✯ — if you don't fuck with us then motherfuck you
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with new wings came great responsibility.

like taking care of them.

it was surprising that amount of manteinance that went into having wings. deciding that she'd rather keep her wings healthy, stocking had decided to visit tanglewood's local abandoned library to do a little research.

in heaven, there was never a need to take care of her wings; they were natural pristine and divine. but down here on earth, logic and stuff was required, unfortunately.

she figured birds were a good way to start. she knew that they preened, but that was as far as her knowledge extended. she didn't even know what went into preening besides... nibbling at your feathers, she guessed.

resisting the urge to sneeze as she walked among the dust-riddled shelves of the local library, stocking's eyes scanned the b section of the aisle. b... b for bird. ah, there.

with satisfaction, she nicked a thin-bindered book on bird wings, flight and their conservation.

she had no need for a book. flipping the novel to the floor, she flicked open it's pages and began to read.
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✯ — female. tanglewood. moderate difficulty. REF. BIO. — ✯
#psychosocial.



Re: TO INFINITY AND BEYOND | open - ANIMA B. - 08-03-2018

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana"]Anima was pretty familiar with looking after her wings. They had a part of her life for a long time, having grown through as wings of pure black to reflect her anointed position as Etro's champion, or something like that. The more accurate description was that, as the chaos twisted and warped her soul, her body was affected too. Mortal forms were not meant to hold the type of soul that Anima carried back then, so it warped and mutated whatever she inhabited, from the fangs to the wings to the horns to her mismatched eyes.

Now, she just kept the wings because she liked them. She liked that now - she could just choose what she wanted to do with her body, since it was easily torn apart with it... Uh... No, stop that train of thought, she doesn't like considering what she really is. She spots Stocking... Ah, were those wings new? She saw them when she was joining right? Eh, the encounters all a blur really.

[b]"Whatcha reading there?" She questions in a playful tone, slightly melodic as she sits down across from her, a respectable distance that's far enough way for Stocking to just ignore Annie if the angel feels like it.


Re: TO INFINITY AND BEYOND | open - madster - 08-03-2018

malphas hated angels. it was a common fact- he had a vendetta against the holy and the divine, a personal goal to see them wiped out. gods and their servants were cruel to the mortals of this world, why should he be nice to them? his mindset didn't exactly change when he met stocking. she was like him- they both rejected the heavens. her dilemma made his hatred even stronger- how dare they kick someone out just for eating food? still, now... he was confused. stocking was a fallen angel, but still an angel. would he put his feelings for her first or his own bias?

it turned out that all could be conquered by the power of love. besides, just because she had wings now doesn't mean that she was about to go spewing off the bible, he supposed. she was certainly prettier. he approached her in the library, getting much closer than anima did due to his connection with stocking- in fact, he was confident enough that he buried his face in her wings. "heeeey, stocking. it's your wings talking. stop doin' all the weed, stocking." malphas, even when not drunk or high, was still quite weird. he moved to her side. "books? what a fucking nerd," he played with her, grinning. did being around her... make him happy? no, he was a stone-cold bitch, he wasn't happy. but he couldn't stop smiling for a reason. he was quite hypocritical about the books- he himself was well-educated and spent a lot of his time in the library nowadays. "what are you reading, though?" he asked, echoing anima.