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(Race) : Outsider
(Subtype) : Celestial, angel
(Sex) : Sexless by default, but can change that at will if she so chooses.
(Gender) : Mentally she is female, even if her physical state does not currently reflect such at the moment.
(Apparent Age) : She looks to be just entering adulthood, but with somebody like her it would be very hard to tell.
(Height, imperial) : 6'9"
(Height, metric) : 2.05 meters
(Body Type) : Slightly chubby outwardly, but strong, as if there was hidden muscle on her body.
(Wingspan, imperial) : 22'1"
(Wingspan, metric) : 6.73 meters
(Eyes) : Deep pools of silver.
(Lips) : Cerise in their coloration, with a youthful plumpness.
(Skin) : Akin to the finest silks in sheer softness, and unblemished. Not really a surprise from a celestial.
(Halo) : Immaterial, and vividly red. It only exists visually.
(Hair & Wings) : Platinum blonde, soft and kept clean.
(Scent) : She smells like warm cinnamon rolls, due to the soaps she bathes in.
(Alignment) : She shows as good-aligned, when under the effects of a detection spell. Simply, she doesn't hide it.


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 A red-skinned angel is a peculiar sight, one that might be mistaken for a fallen angel. Without sufficient knowledge, one might deem her an erinyes, though she rings with that same holiness as any other angel might. Many theories could sprout up in fact, for many questions are to be had, why is she red, why is she here, and what does she want from this place?


 Like any normal angel, Galia was blessed in appearance, being rather comely, perhaps beautiful in some eyes. Some eyes, because it really came down to personal tastes, but most individuals of most races would admit she is easy on the eyes at the very least.


 Beyond being a peculiar sight, even for an angel wandering around in broad daylight, one might notice above that large woman's head, a halo seated perfectly within the air. A luminescent, immaterial, and vividly red halo in fact. If one tried to touch that halo, the hand would merely pass through, no matter the magic they were using or the plane they currently resided on, merely because that halo was a visual projection, and just like light cannot be grasped, neither can the halo.


 This overly tall woman had a happy demeanor typically, and some happy fat to go along with it. She wasn't chiseled perfectly as if her body was crafted from marble, nor even as if she worked out her muscles a lot. The word chubby came to mind, though not excessively, just enough to show she was happy, content with her body, and likely ate sweets when she wanted. And still yet, when she needed to, that strength shined through, proving that even a celestial who looked like they might be inferior to another in physical trials, was still quite fit in actuality.


 Underneath her clothing, was a smooth body, completely devoid of hair, and as smooth as it could possibly get. One may say she was gifted, gifted with those large plump breasts she sported, each only holding the slightest bit of a sag, as if gravity didn't pull hard enough on them to bring them too far down. Though her waist wasn't very thin, her hips still flared out a bit into that motherly curve, young in appearance yet clearly rather mature in some areas.


 That angel's posterior, her derriere, her jigglin' and squeezable ass. Whichever name one wished to call it by, her backside was plump and shapely all around, and when revealed to the naked eye, those smooth, red and round cheeks may bounce a little with each step she took, or purposefully attention was drawn to such perhaps. After all, if her clothes are off, she might be trying to act a tad flirtatious.


 A largely contributing factor to her height, Galia's long legs swept down into view, and seemed to keep going and going. One's eyes taking a while to reach all the way down those smooth pillars of red, all the way down to those comparatively dainty feet of hers. Though the word comparatively is strongly used, as they were quite large to anyone who was NOT her size. Often times as well, Galia chose to not wear shoes, though the reasoning behind that may be known, and she may be seen with such on due to external forces working on her. Either way she preferred the only thing to be between her feet and the ground, was to be air.


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 Just remember, traffic lights are only a guide for sexual encounters. Keep scrolling down for other stuff!

(Green Lights) : Most things that aren't marked as red lights!
(Red Lights) : Scat, vore, gore, and anything involving a decomposing body.


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 When conversing with me as a player, one just needs to remember, I try and remain approachable and nice, and tells are always welcome except when they're not, so feel free to send one if you want, even if it is just to chat me up about something!


 While I don't typically set up RP to happen with people, if you would like to suggest something or request something be done in the spirit of story, humor, or other such things as that, then go ahead. It really all depends on what the request is, truly, since I like to let things flow mostly, and let the IC world stay IC.


 If I seem AFK, like REALLY not there, I will usually be back shortly, and if your patience is misplaced and inconveniences you, then I apologize in advance! I tend to not disappear, and if I have to, I typically inform the other party about why or at least that I have to. So if I disappear without notice, I might be back! The world can be finicky at times, so who can say?


 As for other things, unless totally relevant, I honestly don't care what gender or sex you are in real life. Additionally, if during such an RP, you tell me that you "came", then I reserve the right to virtually punch you and then flee in terror. If that ruins your plans, then I am so sarcastically sorry for your loss.


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 With all that out of the way, last but not least, perhaps most importantly; stay pretty. Also, don't do drugs!





























Also, you smell.