@supertinykingIn the last good while Angel had found herself with the man she'd hated most, but spent most of her life with. Israphel. Israphel had removed himself from Minecraftia, making everyone think he was gone for good, When he had merely re-located his base to a secret location. Angel has been trapped in Israphel's domain for quite some time now, Having just suddenly vanished without a word, No trace left behind. So did many of the mob-talker girls, But they were somewhere else that Angel did not know of. For the past good bit of time, Which felt like an eternity to poor Angel, Angel had been being tortured by Israphel, Including him just burning her, leaving a few scars on her arms here and there, Him beating her, leaving bruises and cuts here and there just in general all over her body, and other things that left little scars here and there. Now, Angel has gotten a black eye.
Angel's clothes had seen better days aswel. Her creeper jacket torn, missing the left sleeve and missing the right sleeve down from the elbow. The part of the hoodie with her Creeper Symbol on it was missing, and her jeans were torn at both knees, her left ankle, and the right pocket was missing. Her boots had small chunk's missing here and there, and all of her clothes had burn marks and cuts here and there around where her injury's where.
During a time when Israphel and everyone had been asleep, A strange portal opened and before Angel could protest she was sucked into it, It spitting her out into Ozzy's Hell Dimension, her crashing into Bug before rolling off a bit and slamming her head on the ground. She groaned in pain and sat up on her knees, Rubbing the top of her head with her left arm, whom's glove had been torn to shreds and was now missing. She groaned in pain and slowly stood up. "What the hell did I hit?.." The Angel asked, blinking a few times before looking around, She was not in any place she knew. She turned to see what looked to be Bug, But was it? After all Israphel's torture, Angel did not quite understand what was real and what was not at this point. Beside her best judgment, Angel walked over to the male she had collided heads with, gently poking him on the shoulder.
"... Bug?..."