Player nickname: Box Player LJ:[Bad username or site: ”unseenberry” @ livejournal.com] Way to contact you: Email: boxofgrenades@gmail.com AIM: insovietme Other: plurk: likeabox Are you at least 15?: Yes! Current Characters: none!
Character: Aziraphale Fandom: Good Omens Character Notes:
History: It was a lovely day in October when the whole Forbidden Fruit fiasco occurred. In the aftermath, three very important things happened. One: Aziraphale, a principality, lent his flaming sword to Adam and Eve because they might catch a cold without it. And lo, when the Lord asked him where his sword went, he said: I Must Have Laid It Down Here Somewhere. Forget Me Own Head Next. And the Lord did not ask. Two: said angel spent a few moments discussing Things with a demon named Crawly, who didn’t like his name very much at all. But, if nothing else, at least it was descriptive. Three: It started to rain.
Time passed. About 6,000 years worth of it, as a matter of fact. Aziraphale spent an awful lot of time on Earth, and started to like humans as a result of this. The books didn’t hurt. Crawly changed his name to Crowley, and he spent an awful lot of time on Earth, too. He started to pick up a few tricks from humans as a result of this. The alcohol didn’t hurt. Somewhere in between trying to smite each other, they came to the conclusion that they should probably stop doing that and start getting along instead. Mainly because it turned out they had more in common with each other than with their respective Superiors. And lo, the Arrangement was drafted, sometime around the 1000 AD mark. Really, it wasn’t even that important, but it was old enough to earn the capital letter. Sort of like the Magna Carta. All it meant was that Aziraphale would let Crowley do some tempting if it meant he got to do some proper thwarting, and if they occasionally switched jobs, well, it’d all get done anyhow. At the very least, it saved up enough time to go drinking.
Aziraphale 1/tl;dr
Player LJ: [Bad username or site: ”unseenberry” @ livejournal.com]
Way to contact you:
Email: boxofgrenades@gmail.com
AIM: insovietme
Other: plurk: likeabox
Are you at least 15?: Yes!
Current Characters: none!
Character: Aziraphale
Fandom: Good Omens
Character Notes:
History: It was a lovely day in October when the whole Forbidden Fruit fiasco occurred. In the aftermath, three very important things happened. One: Aziraphale, a principality, lent his flaming sword to Adam and Eve because they might catch a cold without it. And lo, when the Lord asked him where his sword went, he said: I Must Have Laid It Down Here Somewhere. Forget Me Own Head Next. And the Lord did not ask. Two: said angel spent a few moments discussing Things with a demon named Crawly, who didn’t like his name very much at all. But, if nothing else, at least it was descriptive. Three: It started to rain.
Time passed. About 6,000 years worth of it, as a matter of fact. Aziraphale spent an awful lot of time on Earth, and started to like humans as a result of this. The books didn’t hurt. Crawly changed his name to Crowley, and he spent an awful lot of time on Earth, too. He started to pick up a few tricks from humans as a result of this. The alcohol didn’t hurt. Somewhere in between trying to smite each other, they came to the conclusion that they should probably stop doing that and start getting along instead. Mainly because it turned out they had more in common with each other than with their respective Superiors. And lo, the Arrangement was drafted, sometime around the 1000 AD mark. Really, it wasn’t even that important, but it was old enough to earn the capital letter. Sort of like the Magna Carta. All it meant was that Aziraphale would let Crowley do some tempting if it meant he got to do some proper thwarting, and if they occasionally switched jobs, well, it’d all get done anyhow. At the very least, it saved up enough time to go drinking.