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ROTG OC: Lucky StarsROTG OC: Lucky Stars by WinterMoon95
Full Name: DeAngelo Vincent Evans
Nicknames: Angelo, A.V.
Meaning of Name: Of the Angels
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Brown
Weight: 53.1 pounds
D.O.B: November 5, 1995
Place of Birth: New Jersey
Currently Living In: New Jersey
Personality: He's very friendly, playful, and a good friend.
Family: Halima (Sister)
Love interest: Tooth Fairy
Friends/Allies: Jack Frost, Halima,
Enemies: Jack O'Lantern
One Good Quality: He can be selfless when it comes to people that are down on their luck
One Bad Quality: like his sister, he can be stubborn about certain things, he can be mischievous at times, and sometimes he lies.
Interests: Football, Pranks, hanging with Jack Frost
Dislikes: Bullies, Jack O'Lantern
Abilities/Special Powers: Giving people the luck/bad luck
Voice Actor (if they have one?):
Back story: While him and his sister Halima (Now Hali Eve) were lookin
A Guide For Falling In Love: PrologueA Guide For Falling In Love: Prologue by XxScarletxRosexX
Is this how I should address you? I feel a little ridiculous, but he gave me this diary/journal a week ago and I suppose I can use you to express myself. Starting off with introductions, my name is Elsa Lillian and currently I am 21 years old. My occupation: a graduate student and part time barista at the local Starbucks located just around the corner of Oaken Road and Burgess Street. It's coincidence, because my boss happens to be a tall, burly man, about his mid-thirty's, named after the road itself. Despite his intimidating appearance, he has always worn a smile on his face-and I've come to confide in him on a number of occasions. But I'll cover that story on another time. For now, I don't know what to name you yet (although I already addressed you as diary) but there's a message on one of those useless, intentional blank pages requesting me to name you something. He knows I have a creative mind-and I think
My P[r]etty SentimentsMy P[r]etty Sentiments by XxScarletxRosexX
It's surprising that the rumor still existed presently. At most, a rumor's lifespan is at least several weeks within the school year, no matter how surreal or blasphemously detailed the story came about. But there was one that made an exception, one that had been consistently circulating Studio High. Its lifespan was a phoenix, and just when people thought it would end, the pyre resurrected another phoenix accompanied with additional details. The initial story circulated during their second year due to a certain discernable annulet located on her left hand. Specifically during spring, most had recalled, since this specific student wasn't one who favored preening herself in public. Although she never spoke about it, her silence only confirmed the convergence on every student body's mind, and the rest was history.
Her name was Elsa Lillian.
She was as pretty as a picture; a vision of Aphrodite, some have stated. She owned a heart of gold, coinciding harmoniously with a laid-back and conf
Staged KissStaged Kiss by XxScarletxRosexX
If anything, his existence was equivalent to the drowning sea of juxtapose applause, cries, and twinkling sparks, as the lovely Miss Elsa Lillian took upon the stage dressed in a long, silky cream halter dress. He had to remind himself to breathe when she climbed the stage. Each movement was a sensual invitation, from her bare flesh to the loose fabric sashaying over her petite waist, and he was unhappy that this appealing feature would be globally broadcasted. He was prepared, to say the least, with his fingers dug into gray coat and itching to shroud her, had it not been for promoting Cinderella's marvelous work--and it worked. She received a landslide of attention, much to his chagrin. But he was grateful, because she had chosen him out of all the male companions she had relations with, and this is what made him stand out--much to everyone's surprise especially with the trivial dispute between their companies.
Dazzling, was an understatement, when she was stood beneath the spotlight
RotBTFD FanFiction: The Moon's Light Ch. 22RotBTFD FanFiction: The Moon's Light Ch. 22 by 2ne1kpoprockergirl
“I can’t believe we’re back here when we should be out there looking for Luna and Elsa!” I say loudly, though not enough to bring any attention to me or anyone else. I was basically with my team and Jaime. Hiccup needed to take care of some business and told me he would catch up. So, now, everyone was sitting together in our usual lunch table in this dull building we call a school.
“Jack, I know you’re worried; so am I. My sister and her best friends are out there somewhere, but we can’t do anything. North said there’s nothing we can do right now,” Anna calmly says.
“Nothing we can do? We can go out and try to find them.”
“But, we have no idea where to start,” Flynn states.
“Don’t worry, Jack. We’ll find them; I just know it,” Jamie says, trying to comfort me.
“Ugh,” I exclaim. I cover my face with my hands and let out a loud groan.
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