''It is not known precisely where angels dwell - Whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.'' -Voltaire
Normally, halfway through springtime, days were rarely ever as hot as this one.
Gabriel quickly checked himself in the mirror. His gold blonde hair was frisky and spikey as always, something that he gotten used to. His durable black jeans and brown shoes were excellent for travelling trough the forest; Maybe a white vest wasn't the smartest thing to wear, seeing as it would get dirty real quick, but he felt comfortable in it on such a warm day. And there were always washing machines.
With his fishing gear and lunchbox in his backpack, and his rod slung over his shoulder, Gabriel Harper walked out the back door of his house and closed the door behind him. Brand new, emerald leafs were hanging from the tall trees that surrounded the garden, and Gabriel smelled the sweet scent of flowers.
This was his favorite season of the year.
It has been his uncle who had taught him how to fish. His uncle was a rich but very busy businessman, and he came here once or twice a year to relax. Gabriel’s family had lived in this small, French village for generations. His family still talked English, though, although they had perfectly mastered French. Sometimes, Gabriel would think his thoughts in French without even noticing.
West of the town, into the forests, was a stream, called the ‘fleuve de la vie’ or stream of life, because the water was pure and refreshing. But it was also Gabriel’s favorite fishing spot, with a lot of big and healthy fish. Gabriel always had success here.
After a short stroll through the colourfull forest, he arrived at his favourite fishing spot; a large boulder by a basin of the river, with a waterfall about sixty foot away. There was nothing more relaxing then fishing out here, with soft music playing from his iPod- along with the soft background rush of the waterfall.
Sitting down on the rock, he got his fishing gear out and set up his rod, attached some bait to the hook and threw it out. He was just about to put on his headphones, when a movement caught his eye; He looked up.
At the other side of the river, there was a fox. Both he and the fox had frozen when they noticed each other.Foxes weren't exactly rare around here, so this shouldn't be so odd for Gabriel. But there was something about this fox that was...
Different.
It took Gabriel a while to figure out what it was. The fox's irises were the same colour as his fur; An almost copper-like shade of orange. Gabriel had never seen this before; It could be some strange genetic mutation.
Suddenly, he heard a voice. A slightly high-pitched, but definitely male voice. Gabriel?
Gabriel jumped up and looked around. Had someone followed him? If the townspeople found out about his spot, it'd be packed with fishermen in no time. But he saw no one. At the other river bank, the fox was still watching him, his head now slightly cocked. Gabriel? Is that really you? The fox spurted into action; He jumped into the river at top speed, and swam towards the other side as fast as he could. Gabriel wasn't sure wether he had to run or not; He decided not to, since the other person- wherever he was hiding- could get into trouble as well. In a reflex, he picked up a large branch from the forest floor. Just in case the fox was about to attack.
The fox, however, did no such thing. Once he had reached the riverside, he shook himself dry and barked, in a yipping matter. Gabriel! I'm so glad I've finally found you! For one moment, Gabriel thought that it was the fox who had said it. But that was ridiculous. His lips hadn't even moved, and since when could foxes talk? 'Who are you? Where are you?' Gabriel called out. The fox, who was now standing only six feet away from him, tilted its head. I'm right he- Oh, wait. Your memory... Well, dang! The voice rang out again, seemingly in his mind.
The fox barked again. This is probably hard to believe, but this is me speaking. The fox. My name is Fuego.
This had to be some sort of prank. With a tamed fox and a hidden speaker. Soon, a camera team would come busting from the bushes and he'd be one of the many victims of a prank show. He was probably being filmed right now.
He swung the branch at the fox, not meaning to hit it; Just to scare it and spoil the storyline of the show. The fox stepped back, but didn't seem to be impressed. Dude, what the? I'm your companion! Your friend! Gabriel stopped swinging. He was utterly confused. He somehow didn't think this was a prank anymore. It felt too real. But it couldn't be. What was he supposed to do? If he ran from a 'talking' fox and it was a prank after all, all the people would laugh at him.
The prank theory became less and less concrete. Why, of all people, would a TV show have chosen him? This small town was quite isolated from the rest of the world, apart from computers and TV. And how would they have found out about this being his favourite spot? He was the only one who knew of it, and the last time he had fished here had been last summer.
It had to be real.
He sat down on the boulder, carefully eyeing ''Fuego''. 'What is all this?' Gabriel asked, not really expecting an answer. But he got one anyway. That's a really long story, Gabriel. In the meantime, the fish are biting! Gabriel looked at his rod, and saw that Fuego was right. It wasn't a very big fish, and he had no trouble hauling it up. He was just about to release it again, when Fuego's voice sounded in his mind again; Ehm, could I have some of that? I haven't eaten in quite a while now. Gabriel looked from the fish to Fuego, back at the fish, and shrugged as he threw it at Fuego's feet, who barked and immediately started munching.
Gabriel had no idea what to think.
When Fuego was done eating, he sat down on his hind legs. I suppose you want me to tell you what's going on right now? Fuego asked him again. Gabriel nodded. I'm going to be straight with you, Gabriel. You're not going to believe me at first, but please listen to what I have to say. You're an angel. Not in the religious sense- Or, not really. The world you're living in right now isn't the real world. It's a pseudo-dimension, your own personal perfect world. Your own universe, your own dimension in this parallel world formed by the Internet of the real world.
'...An Angel? Parallel world? What the hell are you saying?' Gabriel asked, getting slightly pissed. Nothing made sense. He didn't believe it.
I'm saying the truth. You, Gabriel Harper, are Net Angel H-357. An angelic computer program, that represents a part of the Internet and wields its powers. You, my friend, represent Mozilla. A fox, called Fuego, computer programs, Mozilla, ring a bell?
'Wait, you mean- Mozilla Firefox?' Gabriel asked. Along with Mozilla Thunderbird and Mozilla SeaMonkey, yes.
'This is ridiculous. Do you have any proof at all?' Apart from the fact that I'm a talking fox? Yes, I do. Haven't you ever noticed that your life is perfect in every possible way? A warm climate, lots of nature, rich parents, fantastic grades, lots of friends, you never got hurt or injured once in your life? Nobody has that much luck, Gabriel. And if you want physical proof, I can always switch you to Angel Mode.
It was true that Gabriel had a good life. Extraordinarily good. But was that really proof? 'Angel Mode?' Gabriel asked. Yep. Seeing as you're not exactly able to do it yourself right now, do I have your permission? Gabriel nodded.
A brilliant, snow-white energy suddenly seemed to seep from Fuego. Like wispy smoke, it traveled over the ground towards Gabriel, who was slightly scared now. The moment the energy touched his feet, its speed increased and it climbed upwards, covering him. He felt the some sort of cylinder being pressed into his right hand, which he gripped firmly even though he had no idea what it was. Something was hung from his belt. He felt something weird on his back, tried to shake it off, but it stuck and he heard a weird ruffle. Even though it seemed weight had been added to him, he felt lighter then ever.
Eventually, the energy mist cleared.
Well?
In his right hand was a huge sword, made of gleaming gold with a diamond middle core, from the handle to the tip. The entire sword was decorated with engravings; Logo's of computer programs and websites, heroic deeds- Of a character that resembled him!- And swirly patterns. He looked at his belt; A medium-sized horn, made of the same shiny gold as the sword, hung from it. But the weirdest thing of all was the weird feeling that something was hanging from his shoulders. He looked at his mirror image in the water.
Wings.
Huge wings had sprouted from his shoulder blades. The wings were covered in huge, white swan feathers, and stretched from between his ankles and knees to way above his head.
<launching file: memory.backup>
He remembered.
He remembered everything.
Battles. Epic fights against evil, against monsters, fighting alongside Fuego and Fulgura- Fulgura! His beloved Thunderbird!
Fuego! Where's Fulgura? He asked. Fuego skipped hapilly and jumped at him, throwing him onto the forest floor, and licked his face. Gabe! So glad to have you back, friend. Fulgura should be close. I already called out to her, she can be here any m- Fuego's thoughts were cut off as a high-pitched screech sounded trough the forest, and a huge, blue, swallow-like bird swooped down from the sky, aiming straight for Gabriel.
The bird would've crushed him- If it hadn't suddenly decreased in size, until it was no larger then your average grey parrot, and landed on Gabriel's right shoulder, pecking at his ear affectionally. Finally! Fulgura's deep, female voice said. After sixteen years! If we weren't immortal, I would've died before seeing you again! Gabriel chuckled, and scratched Fulgura's neck, which she loved. I'm back now, my friends. Why was I reactivated? Gabriel asked.
There's a new evil, Gabriel. Fuego said, growing serious. Net Devils, the complete opposite of Net Angels. They wreak havoc inside the dimensions, destroying them from the inside. All avaible Angels have been activated- And the whole point is, each Net Devil is the polar opposite- Evil twin- of an Angel. He said.
There is a Gathering of Angels in the Wikipedia dimension, Gabriel. All Angels have to go there for mission details. Fulgura added. Well, then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!
He took his horn from his belt, pressed it against his lips and blew it. The brilliant sound of the horn sounded trough the entire forest, and sure enough, a rift in the very fabric of interdimensional space/time appeared a few meters away. I love how you could summon a portal by wiggling your toes if you wanted to, yet you have to blow the horn. Fulgura said. Gabriel smiled. What can I say? I just love the sound. He said, as he and his friends stepped from Gabriel's own little dimension to the one that held the largest library that had ever existed.
<portal.transfer: wikipedia.org>
There were few planets that Gabriel liked better then Wikipedia World.
A planet, covered in large forests, mountains and, the best part, huge skyscrapers made of white marble, Wikipedia World was one of the largest centers of knowledge within the Internet dimensions; Here, people added knowledge of the real world, edited it, debated over it. It was a calm, civilised and scientifically advanced world. He loved it.
Gabriel sniffed up the fresh air- Wikipedia's atmosphere contained more oxygen then most planets'- And looked around. He was standing on Nothing had changed since his last visit; There were still tons of people walking around, conversing in different languages. Some wore Wikipedia's white outfits, the members, while others were in their regular attire; Visitors.
Ah, it's been a while. Where am I supposed to go? Gabriel asked Fuego. The Main Page. The only building with a conference room with enough seats for all the activated Angels. There's about eighteenhundred and fifty, if I remember correctly. He answered. Gabriel frowned. Whoa, Angels rarely gather in such numbers. This must be serious business. Gabrield said, as he started walking towards the main building- It was hard to miss, seeing as it was the largest building on the planet- It could literally be seen from space. Don't you mean 'srs bznz', Gabe? Fuego asked him. What?
Oh, right, you've been offline for years. You've missed out a lot. The Internet has expanded! We should find someone who can teach you about memes...
Gabriel nodded, not really knowing what Fuego meant.
He looked forward to seeing his friends again. Euphie, Will, and so many others...
(OOC: Angels are go! This is a RP between me, Tunduli, Amzaar, Tailon, Indie, Jenove and Toru. You can do whatever you like in your first posts, guys, as long as you end up in Wikipedia. Have fun~)
Normally, halfway through springtime, days were rarely ever as hot as this one.
Gabriel quickly checked himself in the mirror. His gold blonde hair was frisky and spikey as always, something that he gotten used to. His durable black jeans and brown shoes were excellent for travelling trough the forest; Maybe a white vest wasn't the smartest thing to wear, seeing as it would get dirty real quick, but he felt comfortable in it on such a warm day. And there were always washing machines.
With his fishing gear and lunchbox in his backpack, and his rod slung over his shoulder, Gabriel Harper walked out the back door of his house and closed the door behind him. Brand new, emerald leafs were hanging from the tall trees that surrounded the garden, and Gabriel smelled the sweet scent of flowers.
This was his favorite season of the year.
It has been his uncle who had taught him how to fish. His uncle was a rich but very busy businessman, and he came here once or twice a year to relax. Gabriel’s family had lived in this small, French village for generations. His family still talked English, though, although they had perfectly mastered French. Sometimes, Gabriel would think his thoughts in French without even noticing.
West of the town, into the forests, was a stream, called the ‘fleuve de la vie’ or stream of life, because the water was pure and refreshing. But it was also Gabriel’s favorite fishing spot, with a lot of big and healthy fish. Gabriel always had success here.
After a short stroll through the colourfull forest, he arrived at his favourite fishing spot; a large boulder by a basin of the river, with a waterfall about sixty foot away. There was nothing more relaxing then fishing out here, with soft music playing from his iPod- along with the soft background rush of the waterfall.
Sitting down on the rock, he got his fishing gear out and set up his rod, attached some bait to the hook and threw it out. He was just about to put on his headphones, when a movement caught his eye; He looked up.
At the other side of the river, there was a fox. Both he and the fox had frozen when they noticed each other.Foxes weren't exactly rare around here, so this shouldn't be so odd for Gabriel. But there was something about this fox that was...
Different.
It took Gabriel a while to figure out what it was. The fox's irises were the same colour as his fur; An almost copper-like shade of orange. Gabriel had never seen this before; It could be some strange genetic mutation.
Suddenly, he heard a voice. A slightly high-pitched, but definitely male voice. Gabriel?
Gabriel jumped up and looked around. Had someone followed him? If the townspeople found out about his spot, it'd be packed with fishermen in no time. But he saw no one. At the other river bank, the fox was still watching him, his head now slightly cocked. Gabriel? Is that really you? The fox spurted into action; He jumped into the river at top speed, and swam towards the other side as fast as he could. Gabriel wasn't sure wether he had to run or not; He decided not to, since the other person- wherever he was hiding- could get into trouble as well. In a reflex, he picked up a large branch from the forest floor. Just in case the fox was about to attack.
The fox, however, did no such thing. Once he had reached the riverside, he shook himself dry and barked, in a yipping matter. Gabriel! I'm so glad I've finally found you! For one moment, Gabriel thought that it was the fox who had said it. But that was ridiculous. His lips hadn't even moved, and since when could foxes talk? 'Who are you? Where are you?' Gabriel called out. The fox, who was now standing only six feet away from him, tilted its head. I'm right he- Oh, wait. Your memory... Well, dang! The voice rang out again, seemingly in his mind.
The fox barked again. This is probably hard to believe, but this is me speaking. The fox. My name is Fuego.
This had to be some sort of prank. With a tamed fox and a hidden speaker. Soon, a camera team would come busting from the bushes and he'd be one of the many victims of a prank show. He was probably being filmed right now.
He swung the branch at the fox, not meaning to hit it; Just to scare it and spoil the storyline of the show. The fox stepped back, but didn't seem to be impressed. Dude, what the? I'm your companion! Your friend! Gabriel stopped swinging. He was utterly confused. He somehow didn't think this was a prank anymore. It felt too real. But it couldn't be. What was he supposed to do? If he ran from a 'talking' fox and it was a prank after all, all the people would laugh at him.
The prank theory became less and less concrete. Why, of all people, would a TV show have chosen him? This small town was quite isolated from the rest of the world, apart from computers and TV. And how would they have found out about this being his favourite spot? He was the only one who knew of it, and the last time he had fished here had been last summer.
It had to be real.
He sat down on the boulder, carefully eyeing ''Fuego''. 'What is all this?' Gabriel asked, not really expecting an answer. But he got one anyway. That's a really long story, Gabriel. In the meantime, the fish are biting! Gabriel looked at his rod, and saw that Fuego was right. It wasn't a very big fish, and he had no trouble hauling it up. He was just about to release it again, when Fuego's voice sounded in his mind again; Ehm, could I have some of that? I haven't eaten in quite a while now. Gabriel looked from the fish to Fuego, back at the fish, and shrugged as he threw it at Fuego's feet, who barked and immediately started munching.
Gabriel had no idea what to think.
When Fuego was done eating, he sat down on his hind legs. I suppose you want me to tell you what's going on right now? Fuego asked him again. Gabriel nodded. I'm going to be straight with you, Gabriel. You're not going to believe me at first, but please listen to what I have to say. You're an angel. Not in the religious sense- Or, not really. The world you're living in right now isn't the real world. It's a pseudo-dimension, your own personal perfect world. Your own universe, your own dimension in this parallel world formed by the Internet of the real world.
'...An Angel? Parallel world? What the hell are you saying?' Gabriel asked, getting slightly pissed. Nothing made sense. He didn't believe it.
I'm saying the truth. You, Gabriel Harper, are Net Angel H-357. An angelic computer program, that represents a part of the Internet and wields its powers. You, my friend, represent Mozilla. A fox, called Fuego, computer programs, Mozilla, ring a bell?
'Wait, you mean- Mozilla Firefox?' Gabriel asked. Along with Mozilla Thunderbird and Mozilla SeaMonkey, yes.
'This is ridiculous. Do you have any proof at all?' Apart from the fact that I'm a talking fox? Yes, I do. Haven't you ever noticed that your life is perfect in every possible way? A warm climate, lots of nature, rich parents, fantastic grades, lots of friends, you never got hurt or injured once in your life? Nobody has that much luck, Gabriel. And if you want physical proof, I can always switch you to Angel Mode.
It was true that Gabriel had a good life. Extraordinarily good. But was that really proof? 'Angel Mode?' Gabriel asked. Yep. Seeing as you're not exactly able to do it yourself right now, do I have your permission? Gabriel nodded.
A brilliant, snow-white energy suddenly seemed to seep from Fuego. Like wispy smoke, it traveled over the ground towards Gabriel, who was slightly scared now. The moment the energy touched his feet, its speed increased and it climbed upwards, covering him. He felt the some sort of cylinder being pressed into his right hand, which he gripped firmly even though he had no idea what it was. Something was hung from his belt. He felt something weird on his back, tried to shake it off, but it stuck and he heard a weird ruffle. Even though it seemed weight had been added to him, he felt lighter then ever.
Eventually, the energy mist cleared.
Well?
In his right hand was a huge sword, made of gleaming gold with a diamond middle core, from the handle to the tip. The entire sword was decorated with engravings; Logo's of computer programs and websites, heroic deeds- Of a character that resembled him!- And swirly patterns. He looked at his belt; A medium-sized horn, made of the same shiny gold as the sword, hung from it. But the weirdest thing of all was the weird feeling that something was hanging from his shoulders. He looked at his mirror image in the water.
Wings.
Huge wings had sprouted from his shoulder blades. The wings were covered in huge, white swan feathers, and stretched from between his ankles and knees to way above his head.
<launching file: memory.backup>
He remembered.
He remembered everything.
Battles. Epic fights against evil, against monsters, fighting alongside Fuego and Fulgura- Fulgura! His beloved Thunderbird!
Fuego! Where's Fulgura? He asked. Fuego skipped hapilly and jumped at him, throwing him onto the forest floor, and licked his face. Gabe! So glad to have you back, friend. Fulgura should be close. I already called out to her, she can be here any m- Fuego's thoughts were cut off as a high-pitched screech sounded trough the forest, and a huge, blue, swallow-like bird swooped down from the sky, aiming straight for Gabriel.
The bird would've crushed him- If it hadn't suddenly decreased in size, until it was no larger then your average grey parrot, and landed on Gabriel's right shoulder, pecking at his ear affectionally. Finally! Fulgura's deep, female voice said. After sixteen years! If we weren't immortal, I would've died before seeing you again! Gabriel chuckled, and scratched Fulgura's neck, which she loved. I'm back now, my friends. Why was I reactivated? Gabriel asked.
There's a new evil, Gabriel. Fuego said, growing serious. Net Devils, the complete opposite of Net Angels. They wreak havoc inside the dimensions, destroying them from the inside. All avaible Angels have been activated- And the whole point is, each Net Devil is the polar opposite- Evil twin- of an Angel. He said.
There is a Gathering of Angels in the Wikipedia dimension, Gabriel. All Angels have to go there for mission details. Fulgura added. Well, then, what are we waiting for? Let's go!
He took his horn from his belt, pressed it against his lips and blew it. The brilliant sound of the horn sounded trough the entire forest, and sure enough, a rift in the very fabric of interdimensional space/time appeared a few meters away. I love how you could summon a portal by wiggling your toes if you wanted to, yet you have to blow the horn. Fulgura said. Gabriel smiled. What can I say? I just love the sound. He said, as he and his friends stepped from Gabriel's own little dimension to the one that held the largest library that had ever existed.
<portal.transfer: wikipedia.org>
There were few planets that Gabriel liked better then Wikipedia World.
A planet, covered in large forests, mountains and, the best part, huge skyscrapers made of white marble, Wikipedia World was one of the largest centers of knowledge within the Internet dimensions; Here, people added knowledge of the real world, edited it, debated over it. It was a calm, civilised and scientifically advanced world. He loved it.
Gabriel sniffed up the fresh air- Wikipedia's atmosphere contained more oxygen then most planets'- And looked around. He was standing on Nothing had changed since his last visit; There were still tons of people walking around, conversing in different languages. Some wore Wikipedia's white outfits, the members, while others were in their regular attire; Visitors.
Ah, it's been a while. Where am I supposed to go? Gabriel asked Fuego. The Main Page. The only building with a conference room with enough seats for all the activated Angels. There's about eighteenhundred and fifty, if I remember correctly. He answered. Gabriel frowned. Whoa, Angels rarely gather in such numbers. This must be serious business. Gabrield said, as he started walking towards the main building- It was hard to miss, seeing as it was the largest building on the planet- It could literally be seen from space. Don't you mean 'srs bznz', Gabe? Fuego asked him. What?
Oh, right, you've been offline for years. You've missed out a lot. The Internet has expanded! We should find someone who can teach you about memes...
Gabriel nodded, not really knowing what Fuego meant.
He looked forward to seeing his friends again. Euphie, Will, and so many others...
(OOC: Angels are go! This is a RP between me, Tunduli, Amzaar, Tailon, Indie, Jenove and Toru. You can do whatever you like in your first posts, guys, as long as you end up in Wikipedia. Have fun~)
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