[[ Well, this was quite annoying.  After being chased down the hall by vicious vampire bunnies, Ragsiel has resigned to the air again.  He's currently floating over a rather large gathering or the little things, poking them with a pencil that went with the notebook in his other hand.  He silently wonders how far he could make one fly if he hit it ( Read more... )

Residents of Toujours, I would like to make an few important announcements.

First, please do your best to keep your mourning and/or negative emotions to a minimum for the time being. If my observations are correct at this point in time, our fellow residents are suffering because of them. This... game appears to involve fighting, and such feelings ( Read more... )

[[ Go-...  Not!God does NOT approve of today.  AT ALL.  He could have cared less about the little girl slowly getting closer, even the trees and zombies weren't that bad... but being human?  MADNESS.  He'd outrun the zombies after carelessly wandering into the lobby, forgetting that he had no sure way of escaping, but now the trees...  He was ( Read more... )

[[ Currently floating around the paths of the carnival, all of the stands and colors still a pleasant sight to him. He's scanning the grounds for a certain angel since he could touch things again to see if he was okay after what had happened during the memory loss.  Looks a bit happier than usual, his hair slowly growing back still.  Calling out ( Read more... )

[[ Purple top falling off the shoulder, check. Skin tight washed out jeans, check. Light purple converse and black fingerless gloves, check and double check. Golden apple in hand… check? Basically, Ragsiel is wandering around the shops, experimenting with the curse of the day and leaving a bit of a golden trail...

… Somebody might want to stop ( Read more... )

[[  Midnight has just passed and the floors have changed, but not everything has been fixed.  Finally back to normal size and able to successfully navigate floors, Ragsiel arrives just a bit too late.  He lands on the ground on floor 7, taking a physical form for the first time in a day or so.  Kneeling down, he ran a hand over the angel's small, ( Read more... )

[[ Until recently the day had been fairly normal and nothing had seemed off, aside from the random drunk man in the church. Now, Ragsiel is sitting inside the Pony Expresso, sipping on a cup of coffee and looking through a notebook. Yes, he's wearing thin glasses and looking all too much like that teacher all the girls swooned over and flirted ( Read more... )

[[ Today's curse didn't seem all that horrible... He would prefer loosing a few years physically over most of the other curses for this day. Part of him wondered how many actual years he had lost to loss these five physical years... The gaudy young man has been reduced to a dressed down teen today, the only things remaining from his usual wardrobe ( Read more... )

[[ Currently wandering the main hall between the shops, purple notebook still in hand. He looks rather... bored. His little angel managed to get himself lost again, so someone has to look for him, right? Sighs and looks down at the gadget, almost smiling before giving a short message to a certain someone~]]

Kurama~~~

[[ooc:  Feel free to poke~]]

[[ The sun, the sand, the beach...  Yeah, Ragsiel was going out on this wonderfully PASSIONATE day no matter how odd this curse was.  He keeps trying to forget the fact that this was still inside a hotel, and that such a PASSIONATE beach inside clearly defied the laws of... everything. Ragsiel is PASSIONATELY stretched out on the sand, wearing ( Read more... )