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Okay...people think I'm dead. -_- I'm not...just...half dead, really. Sorta feeling isolated. NO "You get better" stuff. I'm fine, really...just feeling neglectful n' all.

"Oh you didn't...DIDN'T...just do that. (Biznatch slap)"

Meet Michael, well his chibi form. One of the higher Angels of Dominion from Soverign Skies. Dominion itself is still being developed so don't ask me to explain that just yet. More writing, maybe some RPing in that setting...a few more angels created. We'll see. Though I can tell you about it's previous, present, or future inhabitants.

Michael is Angel of Will. One of the strongest in spiritual prowess and physical fortitude out there. Holding his status has a higher up in the balance of things, he has six, count em, six wings. These wings are very speacial to me, and for one speacial "I love it to bits" reason...they are entirely made of this nearly indestructable glass.

When I write about Michael, when I get the time...he's sitting on roofs or in trees with all thres sets of flappers fanned, allowing the sun to prism through. Childern or animals usually drift through the sparkle in wonder and amazement, and I find it so so neat and cute and overall "EEE!!"...when he moves them on the wind also, or for certain attacks using these (razor sharp) feathers...they chime harmonically. You know when you rub a finger along the rim of a fine crystal glass? Yeah, think of that into song form and you have his musical plummage. His sword is immense and made of glass as well...he could trade swords with cloud strife its so big...but nearly weightless to HIM...hits you and its like a steel gurter. One of those "I can only weild this" weapons. To go even further he actually puts it in that little golden sheath. XD; It condenses with a hum and some spark as he forces it in, and it expands as he pulls it out.

What else about Mikey. Oh yeah, he hates being called Mikey. He's a very uptight, professional, dignified prude. Partly because he's been through ALOT. The wars, watching his kin murdered, the fall of the dragons, being stuck in a demloished Dominion for hundreds of years....yeeaaahhh he's a little up tight and...somewhat empty. Though, not as empty as he thinks. Just anti-social. REALLY he's a big softy...espeacially to kids. AND HE LOVES a good sparring match. ^_^

I'll draw him full body sooner or later. XD; Sorry you see him chibied first...

Description
Okay...people think I'm dead. -_- I'm not...just...half dead, really. Sorta feeling isolated. NO "You get better" stuff. I'm fine, really...just feeling neglectful n' all.

"Oh you didn't...DIDN'T...just do that. (Biznatch slap)"

Meet Michael, well his chibi form. One of the higher Angels of Dominion from Soverign Skies. Dominion itself is still being developed so don't ask me to explain that just yet. More writing, maybe some RPing in that setting...a few more angels created. We'll see. Though I can tell you about it's previous, present, or future inhabitants.

Michael is Angel of Will. One of the strongest in spiritual prowess and physical fortitude out there. Holding his status has a higher up in the balance of things, he has six, count em, six wings. These wings are very speacial to me, and for one speacial "I love it to bits" reason...they are entirely made of this nearly indestructable glass.

When I write about Michael, when I get the time...he's sitting on roofs or in trees with all thres sets of flappers fanned, allowing the sun to prism through. Childern or animals usually drift through the sparkle in wonder and amazement, and I find it so so neat and cute and overall "EEE!!"...when he moves them on the wind also, or for certain attacks using these (razor sharp) feathers...they chime harmonically. You know when you rub a finger along the rim of a fine crystal glass? Yeah, think of that into song form and you have his musical plummage. His sword is immense and made of glass as well...he could trade swords with cloud strife its so big...but nearly weightless to HIM...hits you and its like a steel gurter. One of those "I can only weild this" weapons. To go even further he actually puts it in that little golden sheath. XD; It condenses with a hum and some spark as he forces it in, and it expands as he pulls it out.

What else about Mikey. Oh yeah, he hates being called Mikey. He's a very uptight, professional, dignified prude. Partly because he's been through ALOT. The wars, watching his kin murdered, the fall of the dragons, being stuck in a demloished Dominion for hundreds of years....yeeaaahhh he's a little up tight and...somewhat empty. Though, not as empty as he thinks. Just anti-social. REALLY he's a big softy...espeacially to kids. AND HE LOVES a good sparring match. ^_^

I'll draw him full body sooner or later. XD; Sorry you see him chibied first...