Character Meet and Greet

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.
But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.
II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.
III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!
IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.
Kohaku | Wish | Book 4 spoilers.
To say Kohaku was confused would be an understatement of immortal proportions. Like Madam Hisui, Kohaku had defied God and had fled Heaven without permission after having fallen in love with someone who wasn't an Angel like them. The Angel Masters had come down to Earth under orders to give Kohaku and Hisui one last chance to come back to Heaven, and to pass on their punishments if they refused. Madam Hisui refused and was stripped of status as an Angel Master and banished from Heaven. Which was more of a gift than a punishment, all things considered. Kohaku had turned, waiting to hear what punishment would be coming for the one who like Hisui had fallen in love and come to earth against God's commands. Kohaku's eyes closed, awaiting punishment, hoping... deep within.... that god would be kind and that the punishment would be the same. Kohaku would give anything at all to be allowed to stay with Shuichiro. Especially now that he finally had a wish that Kohaku could grant.
But the words never came. Kohaku's eyes opened slowly, then widened. No longer was Kohaku in full form with long wings flowing freely. The Angel was now in cherubim form despite the bright sun. More, Kohaku's wings seemed to be gone. And without them just standing was a difficult task. This form wasn't really meant for much use. Generally Angels only wound up in this form at night, and then only until they learned enough spells to keep their full form at all times. And Kohaku always had wings. But the worst thing of all...
Kohaku seemed to be alone in a strange place. No Shuichiro. No Hisui. No Angel Masters. No one. Alone, tiny, unable to fly, and as Kohaku soon found out, without spells. Not even a single cantrip. The small Angel plopped down on a bubble butt and started to bawl. Large sloppy tears ran down a chubby angelic face. If not for the crying., Kohaku looked like a baby doll. The sort of thing you'd pick up and give to your child. If that child happened to be a pudgy infant, Kohaku would even be of a size with the child. Which was part of why those little baby fat legs couldn't keep the Angel upright very well....
Angel, meet not--quite-demon
"Hey, there, little guy," he said, putting on his most gentle tone and smile, squatting down next to Kohaku. Michael reached into his coat and took out a pocket square that matched his impeccable bow tie, holding it out in offering. "What's the matter?"
Oh this is going to be FUN!
"God sent me here as a punishment for leaving Heaven and coming back to Earth without permission," Kohaku said, fighting with fresh tears. Kohaku was many things, and one of them was that Kohaku was painfully honest.
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He gasped suddenly, clapping a hand over his mouth.
"Did they steal my idea? An experimental neighborhood, but for ... well ..." He gestured between the two of them. "Wouldn't that just figure. And why do they make such a big deal about us not being allowed on Earth, anyway? It's not like any of the humans seem to give a shirt, am I right? They just figure we're like them."
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She protectively cuddled Kohaku, even while throwing a tantrum herself. "And heaven said you couldn't?! What kind of rubbish is that?! That's not heaven then! I'll kick whatever God thinks he runs that place in the face!!" she will, just watcher her. "Come on!" She set the tiny angel on her shoulders. "Let's find him!!! And if he's not here, then we'll kick our way to wherever he is!"
Working on icons.
o7
kicking God's facevery firmly telling God that they have to be fake because true love was never wrong."Shuichiro might be here though. And if not, we'll find a way to get where he is, I promise."
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Rose's stomach lurched. Now she wanted to cry. Solving the Darkness would just eliminate her way of getting back to the Doctor and possibly endanger him and a couple of universes. Blech.
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