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message 1: by [deleted user] (last edited Jun 12, 2013 12:48PM) (new)

Here you can place your characters that don't fit in with the suggested topics. An example would perhaps be a demon or angel not enrolled in the school who is conspiring to help save the school or destroy it.
If you have any questions simply PM me. Character sheet is the same as the others.



message 2: by Kendra (last edited Aug 25, 2013 03:44PM) (new)

Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Name: Fredrick Black

Age: ??? Appears at whatever age he wishes.

Gender: Male

Job: Unofficial guardian of everything, military strategist, War Chief of a large Lakota tribe, Agent of Germany's Non-secret Ecologist division, ex-agent of Germany's Top-secret Bioweapons division.

Appearance: His left eye appears in a burning green shade. His right eye is deep brown. He is half Lakota, the side which he most closely resembles. His hair is short and black and his eyes are piercing and inflamed with a hidden passion, carefully controlled and contained. He is 5' 10, has three scars visible (one across his left cheek, one down his neck, and one across the chin), and dozens that are concealed in his rather concealing clothing (covered in a black shirt, jacket, gloves, socks and military shoes, long pants, really all of him but his head. He covers his left eye with an eye patch when he goes out, because it freaks so many people).

Type: Half-spirit. What type of spirit he never says, but anyone can guess it's demon. He is bound to time.

Power: He can speed forward or backward into time, but does not move from where he is while doing so. Watching him go forward into time, you would see him stone still, time passing by around him with he himself unaffected by it. He can bend the amount time affects him, as well, shifting his age at will. He can form negatively charged portals and fire bursts of green lightning, usually from the tip of his hand and a half sword, Blacksblade, but he can use just his hands. His other powers include the tapping and bending of hellfire, also known as abyssflame and demonspark. He can manipulate energy and bend magical forces to his will, but prefers to use the powers listed before this sentence. He can also grip and interact with souls by tapping into the magical realm. His demon father's magic has helped him train his body to the peak of human performance. He can lift 510 lbs, can perfectly execute high-level acrobatics while wearing full-body armor, can withstand extreme temperatures better than most humans (though is not immune to anything except the poisons he's been developing immunities to for the past several centuries).

Personality: Focused and in control. He refuses to follow his killer instincts for fear of letting the demon in him out. He will kill and fight dirty, torture prisoners and the like and use villain tactics, but with good intentions.

History: His first home was burned down by member of a corrupt bioweapons division when he was four. Three years later, he saw his mother, his huco<, get killed by lightning by one of his father’s enemy’s agents. He was forced to retreat from bioweapons soldiers immediately after with nothing but a bow and arrows, and was later given a blade by a stranger after the stranger saved his life. He went on the run all alone for two years, learning to survive, before he found a group of Native American remnants, who controlled the ancient powers of their ancestors. They had several hideouts. For two years they helped each other, growing in friendship and trust. But his father’s enemy’s agent struck again. They were living near a giant ant hill for a few weeks, because most monsters were smart enough to steer clear of giant ants. The ants had learned after their first few visits not to bother the young group of warriors. But lightning bolts- ten of them- struck the ant hill. The enemy's tricks again. The ants blamed the youths and attacked. Under the relentless assault, Fredrick was forced to flee again, but not before watching most of his friends get torn apart by the ants. He was sure that no one had made it out alive. He took refuge in the Amazon Rain Forest. Any monsters or other creatures that tried to disturb him quickly either learned to steer clear of South America, or they lost their head. After three years, Fredrick gave up on making friends because whenever he did, they died a horrible death, and always when they were right in front of him, which made it worse. At fourteen he was "rescued" by a pair of "rugged" explorers (who were crying for their mommies by the time he found them, he brought them to Texas safely) and was brought to a boarding school. He received the Medal of Honor for saving the two men and was then placed under arrest for truancy before being forced into the school. Although he avoided speaking with anyone, his father’s enemy’s agent still killed them all and Fredrick himself narrowly escaped death. The only reason that he stayed alive was because he knew that eventually he would get a chance to avenge them all, kill the enemy and agent, and meet his father. He was kidnapped again for a period of six months and he was dragged to the Unknown group's base of operations. Their first level of training you receive for becoming one of their assassins is torturing you until you are capable of staying silent throughout any form of torture. He went through three months of that before they began in martial arts, other hand-to-hand combat arts, and human anatomy and pressure points. In another three months he saw a chance to escape, took it, grabbed his things, and on his way out he exploded the base, forever eliminating the Unknown group. For about another year he lived on as a loner, avoiding the bioweapons division and avoiding the enemy's attempts to kill him. Then he found a new team, at fifteen and eight months. He met his father three times after that, each time they battled to the death until finally Fredrick stabbed his demon father in the heart. On his 21st birthday he went missing and was presumed dead for the 3rd time in his life. In truth he fought the demons in another dimension. After the battle he bound himself to time to keep a powerful demon from doing so to destroy all that had ever existed. He then took it upon himself to go through time and make sure that evil forces never won.
He has fought:
His father, 2nd most powerful demon ever.
Armies of less-powerful demons
30,000 giant ants (about three days after being exploded and suffocated in a sand pit)
A being of so much power that it was impossible to kill and could kill him if only one of its blows connected
Polar bears (for practice wrestling)
A doppelganger
Pretty much everything, always coming out on top (except for the insanely powerful thing, which he battled to a draw).

Family: 2 demon half-brothers and a demon father.

Other: There are 400 of him currently living under assumed names.


Name: Predator
Age: 13.8 billion
Gender: Male
Job: Hunter
Appearance: Changes, but in his true form he has a raven's beak but can twist his head around like an owl. Seven feet tall, his beak is sharp enough to peel away metal (NOT go right through it, just peel it, layer by layer), he has claws on his hands and can summon what looks like a wolf with a hawk's head as a mount.
Type: Demon
Power: Can shift into any predator on earth. Can peer into the magical world and is the best tracker that any world has ever seen.
Personality: Determined and superior, he is among the best fighter the Demons have. Bitter when his prey gets away, he will be willing to spend thousands of years finding that prey to avenge his humiliation.
History: One of the first to join Lucifer's Rebellion, his soul, upon demonization, kept his ambition, which manifested as a neverending hatred and will. Well-versed in all weapons, he is Lucifer's best hunter.
Family: His Angel, Demon, and Interus "brothers."
Other: If he begins speaking into your mind and he tells you things that could thwart his plans if they got out, it means that he's going to kill you to keep it quiet.

Name: Creo

Age: 13.8 billion

Gender: Male

Job: Lead general in the angel army, Angel of the Abyss

Appearance: Has blazing red eyes and bright brown hair, tall, though not abnormally tall. Though his energy automatically heals him, one powerful hit on his right arm left a permanent, irremovable scar. His face is angled in a way that makes him look kindly while smiling and very deadly while angry.

Type: Ex-demon, angel.

Power: Fire, fragmentation, could once create but has forgotten how. Can transform into an albino crocodile, normal size or huge, on fire or not, or a Phoenix.

Personality: He's willing to kill to get his way and knows how, but he's trying hard not to unless his life is in jeopardy because that could bring back the old demon. He has some confidence, but has more of the warrior of loss vibe than the warrior of ruthlessness one. He's lost a lot and gained much less.

History: After being forced into Lucifer's rebellion by Nimas, he never quite took to demoning as the others did and even at one point gave away information to the angels. He never could get over his angel emotions or do away with the love he had for the Almighty. Explosion, an adventurer from the 5th circle, almost killed him before Creo offered to join him to fight the 2nd most powerful of the demons, Belial.
There's a lot more, I'm sure it'll come up.

Family: His angel and interus and demon brothers an sisters.

Other: Illumination. It's an interesting science.


Name: Darkness
Age: between 20 and 400.
Gender: M
Job: Powerhouse
Appearance: His head is the head of the terrors you see in the dark, in fact everyone's. He is 7 feet tall and cloaked in shadows. Not very subtle.
Type: Demon.
Power: Given mastery over the shadows by Evil.
Personality: Modeled after Idol, Darkness is vain and believes himself the best at everything. He's not particularly smart, but he's smart enough to see that his father (Evil or Belial) strongly favored Villain and the... other and pushed him off to the side as a brute. he burns from that. he must kill the other to prove his superiority.
History: Created just before Evil was temporarily killed by Explosion, Darkness and villain were hastily scrambled together so that they had to share one form. Later Lucifer's magic separated them, and Darkness is enjoying his new freedom hunting for the other.
Family: Villain, Belial/Evil, an "other" half-brother, a child of his own, Spark.
Other: Never, ever, compare him to anyone.


Name: Tesir

Age: 13.8 billion

Gender: M

Job: Self-proclaimed Consumer of Power

Appearance: He believes in showing his great power, with golden, glowing skin and irises. He wears golden armor and carries a golden sword and spear (enchanted gold so it isn't so malleable).

Type: Ancient Demon

Power: He stopped learning magic when it was in its primal, infant stage, but he's been perfecting it. He can bend golden energy into any shape, he's a master of using portals, he can throw golden flames, and shift into any form he wants so long as it is golden, which really restricts what he can turn into and not seem obvious. Down to a golden eagle and some snakes, really.

Personality: He fears having no power and is always looking for ways to get more. Working for ten thousand years at this, he has mastered escape, survival, and absorbing the power of others.

History: Barely ten years after Lucifer's rebellion went bad, he abandoned ship, believing that the demons did not have the power to face the Almighty. He hid then, in a sea of portals that only he knows how to navigate. He can go anywhere he likes, and he's been using this advantage to absorb power from supernaturals for years.

Family: His Ancient demon and angel brothers and all their offspring

Other: The Golden Demon



message 3: by Kendra (last edited Jun 11, 2013 03:00PM) (new)

Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Name: Mammon

Age: 13.8 billion

Gender: M

Job: Demon of monetary greed and wealth, also has good forethought and strategy.

Appearance: He's every picture of abused wealth you can think of. He sees inside your head what you think of as the rich and powerful and uncaring all put together and he appears as that.

Type: Ancient Demon

Power: Mostly temptation. While he cannot see into the future, he has a gift for foreseeing outcomes. Often enlists Darkness as a spy, though the young demon hates subtlety.

Personality: He is vigorously trying to satisfy the yearning, hungry void in himself, constantly realizing that the sense of victory or power is too fleeting, yet he just tries again for the same means of filling the void. With the same result. He's obsessed and insane.

History: Before Lucifer tempted him into service with a silver tongue, he worked with measuring and thinking out ways to control the animals on earth. King of the Measurement, he became an expert of currency and greed after The Fall.

Family: His Demon, Angel, and Interus (Ancient) Brothers.

Other: Actually I decided that I don't really want to use Belial. That was... all for nothing. But good post, Celine. I liked it.


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Name: Ariel (Arael)
Age: She is roughly 200 years old; she's stopped counting. Young in angel standards.
Gender: She chose to identify as female.
Appearance: Ariel's vessel has a sweet, heart-shaped face, with long brown locks framing it in a rather complimentary way. Freckles are scattered across her nose and cheeks, and she has bright, wide blue eyes to match. She stands fairly tall, and her vessel appears to be in her mid-twenties. She prefers to wear sundresses with a cardigan.

She has soft brown wings that span very big, and she keeps them neat and tidy, though there is a new raw patch on her left one.

Personality: Ariel is sweet and kind, traits that few angels posses. She's extremely loyal though, and that can sometimes block out good intentions. She's naive and inexperienced, but somehow acts as a mother hen when around her siblings. With this trait also comes brutal defensive skills, and she could easily tear you limb from limb if you harm her friends. She dislikes rebellion and hates demons, and any other form of supernatural being. But her hatred could be overridden with loyalty, as always.
She loves humans, and prefers to watch over the smaller ones. When asked why, she simply responds with, "They sin far less than the older ones. And if they do, they often know not of it".
History: She was created as a guardian angel, and still is. Her human has gone and died, though. She was extremely attached to the boy, too. When he died, she refused to take another human to watch over, or rather, she didn't tend to it. She had been given another little girl shortly after his passing, but she was so grieved with loss that she died of malaria two weeks into her life. Higher angels took pity on her, and decided to let her train other guardian angels.
Since then, she's resided in Heaven, coming down every now and then to check on the other young angels from her Garrison. She shares the same one with Samael.
Crush: None, though it is rumored that she fancied Peter, her human to watch over.
Family: Angels don't have a biological family, but they normally think of their Garrison as one. In that case, Samael is her younger brother.
Other:


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Accepted.


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{Part One}



【 And 】 Enoch walked with God:
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and he was not; for God took him

Metatron Philomena Apostlia
『 〓 』• Pronounced | Me(h)-tuh-trahn | Ph(i)-lome-na |A(h)-posl-ee-a(h) | 

• Metatron (Hebrew מטטרון) or Mattatron (a differentiation of Metatron) is an archangel in Judaism. According to Jewish medieval apocrypha, he is Enoch, ancestor of Noah, transformed into an angel. There are no references to Metatron as an angel in the Jewish Tanakh or Christian scriptures (New and Old Testament); however, Genesis 5:24 is often cited as evidence of Enoch's bodily ascension into heaven —"And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him." Although he is mentioned in a few brief passages in the Talmud, Metatron appears primarily in medieval Jewish mystical texts and other post-scriptural esoteric and occult sources, such as the Books of Enoch—1 Enoch, 2 Enoch, and 3 Enoch. In Rabbinic tradition, he is the highest of the angels and serves as the celestial scribe.
• Philomena is of Greek origin, and the meaning of Philomena is "powerful love". Name of a popularly-worshipped saint who is supposedly a virgin martyr. Her cult was based on a set of bones discovered in Rome in 1802, but in 1961, archaeologists disproved the claim, and her veneration was forbidden by Rome.
• Apostlia is a slight variant from the word "Apostle". The word "apostle" comes from the Greek word ἀπόστολος (apóstólos). By breaking it down into its constituents it gives us a literal translation of "from the fleet". By deriving ἀπό (apó) meaning from and στολος (stólos) meaning fleet. The more general meaning of the word as one who is sent on a mission is translated into Latin as missio, and from this word we get missionary.




Species: Well, this is difficult to discern nowadays. The basic appearance would prove to be human, but a deeper examination gives you the holy light of a lost Arch Angel. However, s/he doesn't consider it that way. The Angel Metatron more so believes the current status to just be the Secretary of God.
Age: That's a strike. Never ask a woman her age. If you must know, I'm the oldest Arch Angel :: Thirty-Six {Thirty-and-Six, 36}
Blood Type: Interesting question, but the answer may never be known. {A Positive, loves}
Gender: "Well, speaking physically, I guess this vessel is female, but I'm male. I'm still adjusting to this...situation"
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⊱ Born in Heaven :: Sparta, Greece
⊱ Nationalitie(s) are Ethereal :: Greek
⊱ Ethnical background includes; Celestial :: Spartan, Greek, Mesopotamian
Sexuality: Uh....this is strange, but I'm Pansexual. I accept all of God's creations.
Relationship Status: Might be open, might not be.
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: Rabbit➠
Occupying the 4th position in the Chinese Zodiac, the Rabbit symbolizes such character traits as creativity, compassion, and sensitivity. Rabbits are friendly, outgoing and prefer the company of others. They also prefer to avoid conflict. In confrontational situations, Rabbits approach calmly and with consideration for the other party. Rabbits believe strongly in friends and family and lacking such bonds can lead to emotional issues. Their serene nature keeps Rabbits from becoming visibly upset. Because they’re serene animals, Rabbits are easily taken advantage of. Their sensitive nature makes them shy away from aggressive or competitive situations. They’re overall conservative and not interested in taking risks. Classy, sophisticated, expressive, well-mannered and stylish, those born under the Sign of the Rabbit enjoy leaning about cultural issues and learning about people from other countries. Rabbits are most comfortable being home, and their homes are always neat and organized. Home is also where Rabbits prefer to entertain. Rabbits are conservative in their decorating tastes.
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: No exact date of birth➠ no zodiac sign➠ sorry, loves

A: PPARITIONAL APPEARANCE
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Physique (view spoiler)
Clothing Style: Straight lace, with very little variant from the common ware of the century. The primary color used, however, is white. There may sometimes be black slapped into the ensemble Metatron puts together, but it's rare to see.
Marking(s):Apart from the marking left behind by his, er, her wings, there isn't much to take note of.

|| ♛ || There are a number of ways to describe the creature before you, or rather the current vessel it resides in, but there is not a positive way to tell which features are truly singular. The melding of this certain Arch Angel to a human is permanent, and reversible only by death-- of the Angel, of course. And, because of this, Metatron's own celestial features have seeped through the seems of the vessel. So, the best way to go about describing this creature is to take the features of both into account, the way they are to be permanently. Permanence cannot be stressed enough in this very special case.

Standing at a peculiar height, though still greatly attractive, Metatron tips the height range at six foot six. God always did like perfect numbers, and so did Metatron. It was partly the reason of why he chose this vessel. Weighing close to a hundred seventy-five pounds, most of the weight can be accounted for as muscle mass, bone density, and Metatron's wings. The wings alone are the thirty extra pounds that wouldn't be there before Metatron had taken this vessel. Philomena, the vessel, was built as a slender creature of Godly creation. Legs give her most of her height, and stunning limbs they are. Should they be subtracted...you understand the variation in height that would occur. Metatron is rather fond of being so high up and would prefer that he stay that way. Philomena has femininely broad shoulders, to which a rectangular shaped head sits upon. Of course there is a neck to connect the two, mind you. Slender hipped, Metatron struts about with the litheness of a beautiful woman indeed. She isn't, however, greatly endowed in the chest region, and for that Metatron is grateful. It would have been thoroughly awkward for him to learn how to maneuver a large chested woman and seem mildly human.

The tresses of hair that cascade down this vessel's shoulders are raven black, or a deep midnight color of perfection. It would seem that this quality is a reflection of the Arch Angel's appearance, considering the vessel's original hair coloring was a lighter brown that shone a radiant crimson hue in certain bright lightings. The face is also the turning point of where Metatron and Philomena's features mixed to create a new image in favor of the Angel's perpetual presence. Lips that seem to be more so disapproving than they would be gracing someone with a smile, the pigmentation of them is softer shade of pink. Not the luscious kind seen in the younger females that Metatron could have chosen, but the tame color that leaves a bit of mysterious allure. With a complexion closer to a creamy tan, this makes his lips stand out just that much more than they would on a normal occasion. The eyes are ethereal orbs of forever changes hues. There is no definite color to pin to them, but the lighting and mood of the moment they're closely observed in could be of assistance. The vessel's original coloring of her irises was a tumultuous gray that reflected the dullness of her fading light. With Metatron at the wheel of the vessel, her eyes find a more balanced gray. In a darker perspective of light, they would appear to be brown or dark blue, depending primarily on how badly you're being scolded by Metatron. In the lighter perspectives, his eyes take on a paler blue or gray, and reflect the knowledge of the many centuries of his existence, and of the many more to come.

Now, the tricky part: his voice.

Metatron has a voice far too large, even for a woman of Philomena's stature. To contain it in a vessel would be disastrous for both parties. The only humans able to withstand the sounds are prophets, saints, and some of the most devoted disciples. That's a very small number, a key fact to keep in mind. To them, he has the voice of a dozen angels packed into one. It's much like a heavenly choice of hosts, which is noted throughout the bible and confused for numerous angels rather than the one Arch Angel. It's a small price for being both the voice and scribe for God, aside from his younger brother Gabriel, whom he has kept a careful watch of. Seeing as his voice is already a multitude of octaves rolled into one, he then has to take into account the voice of Philomena. It was a mighty sound, her voice, and held an alto octave even in her early years of childhood. Metatron found the chime like quality to the way she spoke to be something so very beautiful. He didn't much appreciate how his own voice tainted it, and regrets not being able to keep her voice. What you get instead of his or her voice, is a mixture of the two. So, in essence, you return to the multitude of voices that speak all at once. But, there's a fun bit to it that most don't get to experience.

Metatron can change his voice. Yes, it's a stunning feat that is special to him alone of the angels. He uses this gift of his most commonly when he speaks with children, as he often tells them stories with numerous characters that they enjoy.


Hair Color: The tresses of hair that cascade down this vessel's shoulders are raven black, or a deep midnight color of perfection. It would seem that this quality is a reflection of the Arch Angel's appearance, considering the vessel's original hair coloring was a lighter brown that shone a radiant crimson hue in certain bright lightings.
Eye Color: The eyes are ethereal orbs of forever changes hues. There is no definite color to pin to them, but the lighting and mood of the moment they're closely observed in could be of assistance. The vessel's original coloring of her irises was a tumultuous gray that reflected the dullness of her fading light. With Metatron at the wheel of the vessel, her eyes find a more balanced gray. In a darker perspective of light, they would appear to be brown or dark blue, depending primarily on how badly you're being scolded by Metatron. In the lighter perspectives, his eyes take on a paler blue or gray, and reflect the knowledge of the many centuries of his existence, and of the many more to come.
Height: Standing at a peculiar height, though still greatly attractive, Metatron tips the height range at six foot six. God always did like perfect numbers, and so did Metatron.
Weight: Weighing close to a hundred seventy-five pounds, most of the weight can be accounted for as muscle mass, bone density, and Metatron's wings. The wings alone are the thirty extra pounds that wouldn't be there before Metatron had taken this vessel.


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sucre'd fiend (sucredfiend) | 764 comments Mod
{Part Two}

It's a breath-taking thought, having a being who knows all besides God and is chief in recording what humans have done. Maybe it is best explained from the mouth of the very creature.
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A delightful little introduction, but not all that true. I don't know everything, but I want to. God named a purring beast a cat and I wouldn't have been able to call it the same. I would've called it a dog. I'd actually prefer my story to be told from someone else.

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The creation of Metatron is a debatable subject that has been argued for centuries. Most would say that he was Enoch, a prophet in the bible, and others would say that he was the scribe of God. Those few people are correct. God created him to take down the events of the world that he had created, and to send messages down to them if need should arise. The history of this vessel is another matter all it's own. It shouldn't be addressed--not separately-- because she asked to be forgotten once she was taken by Metatron. So, he erased her from history, and she can no longer be remembered. Her consciousness, however, is still there. It lays dormant and in the bliss of ethereal grace.

So, we should start with dear Philomena Apostlia.

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Philomena is a sweet girl. Her acceptance of me was what I needed, and it was greatly needed on her part.

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Philomena Apostlia, before Metatron claimed her as his vessel, lived in Greece. She was already married, having been so for more than a few years. She was not the young girl that she had used to be, but still had all the energy to be young.She loved this man, her husband, and they were fortunate enough to own land of their own. He was a high ranking officer in the militant forces, and she his eager and wise wife. They were respected, and envied. But, what they could not have was what made them so easily scorned.
Philomena could not bear children.

She was barren, but not to much of her knowledge. No, they didn't call it that in those days. They would make references to such a tragedy in a number of ways. Her husband tried his best to comfort her, paying for expensive treatments in hopes of them having children. And there was no use. So, she began to lose her light and fade into a abyss of depression. The love between her husband and her died as quickly as the hope of children running through the house did. And with that fading love came a cruelty that Philo wasn't all that ready for.

With the spread of Christianity came her hope. Christians and Hellenized Jews traversed Sparta, proclaiming the gospel as if it were a drunken song meant to be sung by all. At first, she was more than reluctant to accept such a culture so different from her own. It made no sense how she could defy the many gods she'd known all her life for this one that she had only just heard of. But she did it.

And she was rewarded with Metatron.


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Metatron left his celestial home when the great divide that created Hell occurred. There was no use in his siblings fighting one another, and he had many qualms with the war. So, he took two precious tablets when he left, in hopes of securing the end of the war. What he instead started was a treasure hunt that both participating parties aren't much aware of.
The two tablets, you wonder. They are the keys to locking both Heaven and Hell.

Metatron had been given detailed orders when they were written, and only two prophets are able to read their respective tablets. Who those prophets are is something hidden deep inside of him, and he has no need to search for them. The tablets were hidden with the intent of only ever being used to lock both gates at once. By doing so, the great War would be ended, and Judgement Day would be upon the world.

So, you can see why he had to go.

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◜。 ░ Memory
Metatron has a spectacular memory, and can't be rivaled. A good thing, seeing as he is chief angel of history. Should someone think themselves to be little historians with a better owkring memory, they might have to meet him.
◜。 ░ Fabrication
It is indeed one of the ten commandments not to tell a lie. Metatron would know, seeing as he wrote them down. However, this kind of fabrication or more like illusion making. You see things that aren't really there, or it could be juts a story he's decided to tell you.
◜。 ░ Patience
Metatron is one of the more patient angels. He isn't quick to shoot off a damning light for little things, and his temper is always controlled. It's very rare to see him get angry, but when he does: beware
◜。 ░ Flight
Metatron does love to fly, but has been cutting back on the adrenalin rush as of late. He was one of the fastest angels when he was still in the Arch Angel Garrison, but that's a story for an entirely different time.

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◜。 ░ Easily Distracted
Metatron has to take just about everything there is into account, and it's difficult to zero in on one thing when there is so much more to look at around him.
◜。 ░ Passiveness
Metatron is a lover, not a fighter. He doesn't care much for getting physical, and even if he is confronted in such a way, he prefers to use his words rather than lay hands on a being of his father's creation.
◜。 ░ Prying
With Metatron's curiosity comes his prying. He can't help but want to know all there is to someone, and doesn't usually stop at a conversation when he wants that information.
◜。 ░ Aramaic Chanting
Well, it's the only true way to kill him. The chanting is a special one that has been hidden for centuries by yours truly, and the only remaining knowledgeable people of it are God, himself, and the other Arch Angels. God knows why they haven't used it already, seeing as he has the key to both the gates of Heaven and Hell.

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Trait 1: Sagacious and Wise
Trait 2: Curious
Trait 3: Passive- Aggressive and Sarcastic
Trait 4: Perceptive and Observant
Trait 5: Closed-Off
Trait 6: Motherly

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❝Sit, sweet child, and let me tell you a good story. It is the story of an Angel who had to leave home. Why? Because there was trouble, and the Father was gone.❞

With age comes a certain understanding of the world that most angels would miss out on. They are usually far too concerned with their somewhat absent All-Father to notice the wisdom they have been gifted with. It was far to essential to them to arrange themselves in an order out of Metatron's control. So, he has left his gracious wisdom out of the picture. When they are to come for help, he plays the fool. With that, they don't see that he has the solution to their every problem memorized and engraved in his mind like he'd just read them moments ago. His ethereal experiences had lead him to make the decisions that have changed the course of history for the Celestial, Nefarious, and Earthly. His wisdom is seldom seen by the Angels, save the other Arch Angels. He holds this sagacious sass off just for them, in hopes that they would change the current situation at home. What he receives in response is a mixture of disrespect and confusion that he doesn't quite tolerate. And, to that point, he begins to create new problems by leading them slightly off the course that they really need to go.

Among many things, Metatron is curious. And he has every right to be, as what is curious of is within his father's creation. His curiosity usually leads him into places that aren't very fitting for a celestial being, but he doesn't much mind. It's his job to take into account all that there is in the world, should they be good or bad. He sees things differently from other angels, and with that fresh new light, he gets his job done faster than you would expect. The phrase involving curiosity and a cat doesn't in any way apply to him, as he's a pretty difficult opponent to beat. The other angels weren't all so happy with his little adventures that his curiosity took him on, as he often neglected his other celestial duties. Instead, he found it best to have this curiosity of his be the guiding factor of his work. It's also the only reason that he even assists his brethren with the trouble left with the rather tumultuous leaving of his father. He was, after all, left with the task of keeping watch over them as his father went on a more spiritual journey than most-- a deep hibernation, if you will.

Metatron is rather passive-aggressive when he wants to be, but for the most part he lets his sarcasm do the work. He actually uses it most of the time that he interacts with the young angels that come to him for help, often using the wrong answer to get them on the right track. Of course, not all of them notice this, and to that he responds with still more sarcasm and passive-aggression. The angels that have caught on to this lovely ruse of his aren't always happy with him. He takes this in stride and passes it of as being the older brother that is properly doing his job, with much allusion to the other Arch Angels in the current life situations. Metatron is, yes, a dear older brother with the perfect sort of attitude to be one.

It's part of Metatron's job, you know, to be perceptive and observant. He could tell you every detail of what's making you unhappy if he's gotten to know you, and the characteristics of wherever you are without having to look. It's annoying most of the time, to the other angels anyway. They find it to be an advantage that shouldn't have been gifted to him, because they believe him to be neglecting his duties. When, actually he's doing just about everything in his job description right. His skills of observation are also what makes him someone good to speak with in times of trouble. Why? Because you could be given the best opportunity to improve both you life and self in a few short sentences, or maybe in a parable that you'll have to decipher. Either way you look at it, these traits are the in the best part of him.

Here comes the part that no one likes. Metatron can be rather closed off to those around him. Yes, he will engage in conversation as eagerly as the next curious angel, but he holds off information about himself like it were the very thing keeping him alive. No one knows why he would do such a thing, and he doesn't know much either. All he really understands that when someone asks about his life, he shuts down. It's like entering a black hole of nothing that is very hard for him to shake out of. Metatron knows the only person with the answer is God, but he has always been too...afraid to ask him the reason behind this trait of his.

This has to be the one trait that is actually Philomena's. The reason behind it still existing is unknown, and again known by one being. Metatron was too fascinated to let someone spoil the fun of figuring why this occurs to ask, and has been trying to figure out the explanation At any rate, Philomena was quite the mothering figure before she gave herself up to be a vessel. She viewed most of those around her as a child in need of love, even the children that most would scorn to be hopeless creatures. Metatron has taken this trait as well with the occupation of the vessel, and is very delighted by it. His love for children has grown greatly, and he can feel Philomena enjoying her ability to be a mother of sorts at this time.


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{Part Three}

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❝ Words are more than they seem ❞

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◜。 ░ ♔ ━━ INDULGENCES ˟ ˟」

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◜ █ ♔ Literature; not all of them are biblical, mind you
◜█♔ History
◜ █ ♔ Deer
◜ █ ♔ Humans; interesting little beasts
◜ █ ♔ Demons; funny story behind that
◜ █ ♔ Angels
◜ █ ♔ Tea
◜ █ ♔ Chocolate; better melted over cookies, mmm
◜ █ ♔ Myths
◜ █ ♔ Much of the world
◜ █ ♔ Learning
◜█♔ A good hero(ine)
◜ █ ♔ A good villain
◜ █ ♔ Children; most of all
◜ █ ♔ Words; especially making new ones


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◜ █ ♔ Alcohol; nasty stuff
◜ █ ♔ Altering of histories
◜ █ ♔ Coffee
◜ █ ♔ Hunters; sadly enough, there's a reason for this
◜ █ ♔ Ugliness; not in the physical form that you're thinking
◜ █ ♔ War
◜ █ ♔ Destruction
◜ █ ♔ Burning Objects; other than wood
◜ █ ♔ Having to get physical with people


❝ HOBBIES ♔ !  ♥²

↯ ▍Story-telling
↯ ▍Writing
↯ ▍Reading
↯ ▍Teaching


message 9: by Jasmine (new)

Jasmine (jasminethetallirishflower) Name: Richie
Age: No one really knows – but he’s been around for while, and looks seventeen.
Gender: Male
Type/Species: Zombie.
Family: Again, nobody knows.
Job/Purpose : Known as the mascot of the Academy, or the Academy’s pet.

Appearance:
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Like all healthy zombies, Richie’s face has nearly decade. It’s mainly red, bloody muscle, as well as his body. But the skin that is still intact is ashen grey. One eye - his left - is pure white; suggesting that he might blind through that one. The other is always bloodshot. The iris is chocolate brown. His hair matches his iris in colour, and is described as “floppy” or “shaggy”. Surprisingly, he has all of his hair. Richie’s nails are raggedy, long, and tainted yellow – as well as his teeth. Or, what’s left of them, anyway. He stands at 5’5, since he is always hunched over.
His clothing’s includes a brown, torn rag that hangs from his body. A hot pink fake-diamonded collar is around his neck with a tag saying his name and the number to call the school if he ever gets lost. He is seen holding his own leash (a matching set that came with the collar) and taking himself on walks.

Personality:
His personality really varies. Most of the time, he is like a puppy; all excited and happy, sometimes relaxed and laid-back. He has a tendency to wander, since he is quite curious. But he does have a hungry side to him. Don’t be alarmed if he bites you – he cannot transmit his rabid disease onto you. If he tries to eat your brain however, then yes; be alarmed. Although he is friendly, he is not suitable to be around young children.

History:
Richie, in a past life, was an alchemist. He was popular, sporty, hot with capital letters, and the greatest mind since Nicolas Flamel. He went to a normal High School in California with regular humans, keeping his powers and what he was a secret. He played quarterback in football, and was a straight A’s student.
On prom night, he went into the bathrooms alone – thinking he had a cure for rabies. Sadly, though, it went horribly wrong, ending with him becoming the zombie he is today. Naturally, he tried to eat everyone’s brains. Everyone being human, they all panicked and ran away screaming, which only made him more intent on eating them. Twelve people where eaten, thirty injured, and fifty were scared witless. That night is locally now known as “Zombie Prom”.
Later on, he was found in the middle of a forest in Arizona, feasting on the corpse of a wild dear, by a fat werewolf named Billie Boyle. He took pity on the creature, and took him in as a pet. He found out that taking care of a zombie is pretty tricky, and sold him to a friend of his. Since then, many people have owned him. After being passed from owner to owner, he finally came into the hands of the principle of the Academy. She decided that he would be best suited to be the school’s mascot, so now he wanders the schools grounds, spreading zombie chaos, fear and school spirit wherever he goes.

Power:
As well as being able to eat your brain (or anything, for that matter), Richie is indestructible. Rip off any of his limbs? Whatever. Stab him continuously? He won’t even feel it.

Other: On his collar, it reads the following; “Hi, my name is Richie. If you find me, please call the number below so I may go home.”


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Jasmine (jasminethetallirishflower) This was the most fun I have ever had making a character. EVER.


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message 12: by Kendra (last edited Jul 10, 2013 01:30PM) (new)

Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Name: Death, Azriel

Age: 13.8 trillion

Gender: None, his voice is male-ish.

Job: He is lord and master of the 134th floor of the Bottomless Pit, he commands the Reapers as the first of their kind and an army of skeletons. This may seem unbelievably overpowered, but due to a lack of muscle and brains, the army, though numerous, may be the most useless army (for its size) in the world.

Appearance: He is a skeleton with two glowing spheres for eyes that are the 'light at the end of the tunnel.' He always wears the black cloak you picture the grim reaper in. The bones he normally adopts form around the height of 6'2", are a milky white, and are always cloaked in the same robe. Due to his lack of muscle, he is ridiculously easy to overpower if you get him one-on-one. He always carries a long scythe and a small sickle that he only draws when needed. The scythe traps souls, the sickle cuts into them. When in combat, he sometimes wears black armor rather than a cloak, but usually does not. Though the hood is drawn up, there is little shadow over it and it is obvious that he is a skeleton.

Type: Demon, leader of reapers, Grand Possessor of Skeletons.

Power: He can raise an army of skeletons and occupy any of them he wishes. He has limited control of basic magic, as well. Despite how incredibly easy it would be to conquer any enemy with this, he is incurably stupid and is thought of as a joke to some of the other demons.

Personality: He is insane, prone to cliche and not noticing when he's beaten. Once, when his rival, Dying, took over as leader (temporarily) of his forces, he could not understand why his soldiers were not following his orders. He also can commonly be tricked into helping the good guys, often letting people in if they tell him they had an invitation or flat-out holding open the door for them telling them to fix his plumbing (doesn't matter if there's a problem with the plumbing). he also has a strong sense of paying off his debts. If he tries to kill you and fails, he considers himself in your debt. If he saves your life, you are considered in his debt, but his memory is so bad that you could trick him into remembering it the other way around.

History: He was an angel, doing angelic things, when Lucifer tempted him into the rebellion. The stress of losing everything he'd ever had was too much for him and his mind snapped. The demons did their best to give him an unimportant, out-of-the-way job reanimating corpses. Back then, the human population was small and everyone lived hundreds of years, so no one imagined that he would suddenly be ruling an army when babies started popping up all over the place and when they were just barely infants (20 years old or so) started slaughtering one another.

Family: Ancients.

Other: I cannot stress just how stupid he is. He would have trouble beating a cactus at chess (and not just because he'd have to wait forever for his turn. He once put his own king in checkmate).


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Shuhan [On Leave] (Inyourclosetinyourhead) | 5357 comments Mod
Appearance, add more and shouldn't such an interesting character have a longer personality? ;)


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments How is that?


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Approved!


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Thank you.


message 17: by Jasmine (last edited Oct 03, 2013 11:25AM) (new)

Jasmine (jasminethetallirishflower) description A HELEN PRODUCTION.
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Part I

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Angels and demons heaven and hell;
Lots of untold stories that I would love to tell
Like the raging war for all the lost souls
This battle scene with all the bones and skulls;
It’s an awkward sight with fire and light;
With angels and demons on a deadly flight
Colliding and thrashing and ripping without ease;
For the one man that they have to please
Don't you worry - angels will win,
But they will never defend you against the demons within.


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Full Name: Daisy
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Species: Demon Horse
Demons are malevolent spiritual entities created by Lucifer. Created from corrupted human souls after extensive torture in Hell, by Alastair and other demons they become corrupted and extremely evil, and also very powerful. Demon Horse’s are just another form of Demon, except they are born in the shadows of Hell.
Gender: Female
Age: Three-million, but tells everyone she’s nearing a thousand.

DOC (Date of Birth): July, 23rd
Astrological Sign/Zodiac Sign: Leo



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We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.

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True Form:
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Vessel:
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Horse Form:
Coat: Pitch black.
Mane and Tail: Black in colour. It’s quite long with a glossy shine to it, and is as straight as a board.
Eyes: Blood red irises. Her pupils are round like a human’s. This is one tall-tail sign of her demonic origins.
Height: 17 hands high (68 inches, 173 cm).
Weight: Do you really believe she’d tell you that?
Body: As horses go, Daisy has the strong build of a healthy shire. She has broad shoulders, a long neck, a strong back, and long, thick legs. Her build gives her incredible strength, and surprising speed. Her hooves are huge, and her forelocks are long and can easily get knotted.

Human Vessel:
Face: Her vessel’s features are very long, and sculpted, with sharp cheekbones to boot. She has flawless, porcelain skin and deep laugh-lines.
Hair: The most noticeable thing about Daisy’s vessel is her hair. It’s deep, but bright shade of red. Her locks fall down past her shoulders, and sports a fashionable fringe.
Eyes: Her vessel’s eyes were once a unusual green-gray, but when Daisy possesses her, her red eyes come through instead.
Height: 5’9
Weight: Do you really believe she’d tell you that?
Body: Supposedly, the human body was a Hunter, but you would have never have guessed that it was. True, she is quite tall and had broad shoulders, but mainly her body is a willowy build. She has slight muscles on her arms, and has slender legs. Daisy guesses that her field of hunting involved sharp-shooting instead of hand-to-hand combat.
Fashion Style: Daisy doesn’t really care what she wears. As long as it’s comfortable, she’s fine.


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When you do something with your whole heart and it’s a mistake, know that you can live with that.

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PERSONALITY:

Daisy is a funny, talkative, and bold horse who has no problem speaking her mind. She struggles with an obvious tendency to talk back to people and being sarcastic. She is down to earth, strong and prideful. She doesn't let people get away with anything. is a talkative, sassy but loving horse. Like all demons, she has dark humour, and a sharp tongue that can easily shoot insults. She almost always states her mind and isn’t hesitant to sass-mouth anyone that crosses her.
For all her sass, wit, and hot-headedness, she is shown to be a very strict woman. She often has her rider Henry on a tight and very short leash. However, she is shown to love Henry very much often encouraging him despite her strictness when it comes to the outside world. She constantly tells him to talk to at least one person a day, and tries to let him be independent.


Favourites:
Plant/Flower: Black Dahlia’s and Black Lilies.
Movie: Seabiscuit, Black Beauty, various other movies that feature horses.
Food: Oats, mainly, and grass.
Drink: Water.
Colour: Dark purple.
Music: Much to everyone’s surprise, Daisy favours classical melodies.
Pastime: Likes playing with a football, and running about.


Likes:
▪ ; Racing – As well as enjoying being in the race, Daisy loves watching it. (Mainly because most race-horses are undoubtedly gorgeous. As she tells her rider, Henry Headless, “I may not be able to have it, but I can look.”) She likes the thrill and the adrenaline. The sound of the crowd cheering is all she needs in her life.
▪ ; Being Embarrassing – Henry is the one who takes care of Daisy, and she dubs him as her rider. As sweet as he is, and as much Daisy loves him to bits, she still loves embarrassing him. Any chance she gets, she asks someone a blush-starting question, and explains the birds and bees regularly - despite Henry’s constant begging not to.
▪ ; Jale – Since Henry’s father is known as the Headless Horseman, he naturally has a horse. He is a demon very much like Daisy, and his is named Jale. And yes; she has a giant crush on him. She has never mentioned it to anybody, save for Henry (who teases her constantly). But how could any horse not be attracted to his striking features and those strong, sexy legs? And that dark, mysterious, and depressive personality? It’s impossible!

Dislikes:
▪ ; Swearing – Despite what you might think, Daisy hates it when people swear. She believes people should be smarter than to dip into that foul use of language.
▪ ; Rudeness – Everyone should be mannerly, in Daisy’s opinion, and hence why she has taught Henry etiquette. Rudeness, to be quite frank, just pisses her off.
▪ ; Angels – This is more a natural loathing; Angels are the number one enemies of all demons, and Daisy is no exception.


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What makes earth feel like hell is your expectation that it should feel like heaven.

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S K I L L S:

Weapons:
▪ : Daisy doesn’t officially have a weapon – but, apparently, her vessel was a master at archery, so is in search for a good bow and some arrows. For now she has her powers and her fists.

Statistics:
Stealth: 4/10
Strength: 7/10
Charisma: 6/10
Luck: 6/10
Agility: 5/10
Speed: 8/10
Endurance: 8/10

Strengths:
▪ : Speed - Daisy, being a demon, has supreme speed. Whenever she passes by, she is like a black blur, unable to be properly seen.

▪ : Poof! I’m here. Poof! I’m not. - Daisy has the helpful ability to teleport. All she needs to do is think of the name, and poof! she’s there in a millisecond. She can do this easily in her vessel, but in her normal for its a little more difficult and not as trustworthy. If someone holds onto her while she teleports, they will teleport to the same location, too. Whenever she does teleport, a puff of black and red smoke trails her feet.

▪ : Telekinesis and Mind Reading - Demons can move or suspend objects and other beings with their minds. Higher ranking demons can use this ability to kill people by snapping their necks. Demons can also read minds and communicate through minds.

Weaknesses:
▪ : Salt & Holy Water - Holy Water burns demons that come into contact with it, like acid (and much like dullahan's with water). Demons are unable to cross a line of salt and can do very little to damage the line at all. They can't even open doors lined with salt if opening it would break the line. Salt can also be used to torture demons by making them ingest it or by injecting them with salt-water. It can also be put into shotgun rounds to hurt and knock back demons.

▪ : Exorcism - Will pull the demon out of its host and send it to Hell. Hosts may not survive.

▪ : Holy Fire - Though not fatal to demons as it is to Angels, Holy Fire can cause demons extreme pain.


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message 18: by Jasmine (last edited Oct 19, 2013 04:50AM) (new)

Jasmine (jasminethetallirishflower) Part II


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 ❝The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart.
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H I S T O R Y:  


Early Years  
Well this is what it looks like when you've actually fought in battle. It's not glorious, it's not beautiful - it's not even herioc! It's merely doing what's right! And doing it again, and again, until someday you look like this.

Like all the creatures of Hell, Daisy was merely created by the shadows and flame of the desolate and cruel land. This happened three-million years ago, but she claims she never remembers being a foal. She just woke up one day in Hell, a fully groan horse, surrounded by others just like her. She became accustomed with demon ways and soon became a soldier in the name of Lucifer, fighting against the angelic beings of Heaven. She has been in countless wars and in countless battles, and has killed thousands upon thousands of angels, just like everyone else around her.
Even though this life might seem grim, Daisy came to love it. But, like everyone around her, battles started to take their tole, and soon became weak. Knowing she wouldn't survive for much longer, she took up more battles. This might seem like a death sentence - because it was. She wanted to die in battle.
But someone on Earth just had to summon her from Hell.


The Shameful Summoning  
My summoning was possibly the most embarrassing summoning you had ever see. I'm completely and utterly ashamed of it.

Demon summoning is a tricky business. There are several summoning rituals and they vary according to the type of demon being summoned. There are many books that say how to summon demons, but most of them at least get one instruction incorrect, resulting with the demon turning on the summoner.
Generally, summoning a demon would require several ingredients, fire, whether by form of candles or by igniting the ingredients, sigils, and most of the time, a Latin incantation. Although summoning a demon requires spellwork, and are usually performed by witches to draw power from demonic forces, demon summoning rituals could be performed by other people. Examples include hunters who seek to capture a demon, or, in the case of crossroad demons, even ordinary folk.
When Daisy was pulled out of Hell, she was knocked unconscious as she entered into the realm of the living (Earth). When she finally woke, she found herself in a basement, surrounded by all the right ingredients to summon someone like her. She looked around to see her summoners, and gave a groan.
Was Daisy summoned by a witch? No.
A wizard? No.
A hunter? No.
Someone somewhat respectful? Not even close.
Instead, she was raised by two ordinary teenagers. Apparently, they were going through the “Goth stage” of their life, and wanted to practice in the black arts. They bought a book about demon summoning, and it just so happened to be one of those books that actually worked. They nearly peed themselves when a black horse with red glowing eyes suddenly appeared. Sadly, though, they were her masters now, and she could do nothing about it. The two teenagers bossed her around, making her grant them whatever they wished. Revenge, money, any girl they wanted – they told her, and she got it. It was a shameful year, but finally she tricked them into releasing her. Now, the two currently have twenty years of bad luck, and warts all over their face (which will never go away).
So Daisy walked scot free. However, there was one issue; she couldn’t seem to get back to Hell. Unknowing to her, a little boy had lost his head, and was destined to come back to life. And she was the one who will become his faithful stead.


The Search For Her Rider  
I had no idea why I couldn't get back to Hell, but that didn't matter. I felt like I needed to find something... I just had no idea what it was.

 No matter how hard she tried, Daisy couldn’t get back to her home. She tried teleporting there, but it didn’t work. She asked other summoned demons to send her back, but every attempt failed. It was as if Hell was blocking her out. Then, one morning, she felt the urge to go north. Following this weird urge, she went north. Suddenly the “urge” changed direction, and she went in the same direction. For the next year she followed this urge, never finding what she seeked no matter how hard she galloped or how hard she searched.
Finally, she did find it. 
At exactly midnight, she stopped right in front of a black carriage parked in a forest and felt the urge wash away. She sensed a fellow demon horse nearby, and she guessed this was the place she was looking for. Daisy waited outside until dawn. The door suddenly opened, and her sleepy head pricked up. To say she was shocked was an understatement, because before her stood a little boy, around twelve years old, with only a pumpkin for a head. 
One thing led to another, and she found herself saying that he was her rider, and that she would never leave his side. At first the boy said no, but Daisy told him that this wasn’t a question. From then on, she became this boy’s stead, and did everything she could to protect him. She even came to love him.
That boy was named Henry Headless, son of the famous Headless Horseman. 


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 ❝It amazes me how many people believe that demons are evil. Demons are a form of chaos. Chaos is just unpredictability. It might be used in evil ways, and you should always fear it, but it's not truly evil.
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O T H E R:  


Family: 

▪ : Henry Headless (Rider)
About: Henry is a shy dullahan, and is the son of Herald Headless, also known as the Headless Horseman. He is Daisy's rider. To learn more, click here and view his character template.

▪ : Herald Headless (Father of Henry)
About: Herald lived somewhere in the eighteenth-century and died at “some battle”. A cannonball shot his head clear off his shoulders. A Necromancer raised him back to life and for several years controlled him as her slave. Later on, he outwitted her in a game of cards and won his free will in return. But at this time, Herald was a bitter man. He made a deal with demons, and killed thousands of innocent lives. It was simple; he took what those people didn’t deserve and what he did. He took their heads. Finally coming to his senses, he stopped the useless on-slaughter and put his killing skills into good use by becoming the Headless Horseman.

▪ : Jale (Herald’s horse)
About: Jale is a demonic mare, with a greyish-black coat, mane and tail and a white stripe down his muzzle. He is said to be very handsome, and Daisy has a huge crush on him.

Other Relationships:

▪ : Orianna Tien Lark
About:  At first, Daisy quite liked Orianna. She even introduced Henry to her. But now that Orianna has officially sided with her kind - the angels - she forbids the friendship, no matter how Henry feels about her. She regrets ever meeting her, and regrets ever letting her rider come close to her.
Deep down, though, she tolerates Orianna. Sure, she's the enemy, but she seems like a nice person. And Diasy knows how much Henry likes her, and how Orianna likes him. So, when Daisy meets her once more in the Freedom Restaurant, she tries to protect her. Just as she leaves, she tells Orianna how much Henry cares about her.

▪ : Ash Wate
About: Daisy clearly dislikes the Hunter. She thinks him selfish and self centered, and showed no emotion while he was attacked at the Freedom Restaurant by a werewolf named Nate.

▪ : Sebastian
About: Even though they haven't met yet, Daisy clearly thinks her rider should stay clear of him. To her, he seems like a troublesome demon that's only making the impending war more possible.


Relationship Status : Single.


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I want to hide the truth
I want to shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come

When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide - it's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide - it's where my demons hide.

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message 19: by sucre'd fiend, Perfection (new)

sucre'd fiend (sucredfiend) | 764 comments Mod
Daisy the horse?!? Yay!


message 20: by jenny (last edited Dec 31, 2013 11:00AM) (new)

jenny (sungkew) | 6959 comments orιɢιɴαl тeмplαтe creαтed вy jeɴɴy.
do ɴoт υѕe υɴder αɴy cιrcυмѕтαɴceѕ
ᴜɴʟᴇss ᴘʀᴏᴘᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ɢʀᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ!


(view spoiler)

Part I:



I'm more alive than I've ever been so now I give you all my sins.
I've chosen you, I've chosen you, but don't say a word.
And if I save us and I fall down, I will leave your words behind now.
If you never held me under; if you never hear my thunder.



Full Name: Remus (view spoiler)
Nickname(s): Rem, Remmy
Species: Angel
Gender: Male
Age: A year and a half (Appears 17)

APPEARANCE:



(view spoiler)

Hair:
The vessel that Remus has possessed has natural golden blonde hair. When Remus first possessed the boy, his hair had been long, nearly shoulder length. Eileen, the angel who had come with Remus to earth, had insisted that he cut it. So she did it herself, chopping it into a short, blonde haircut. When she'd first done it, it had stuck out every which way. Obviously, Eileen wasn't a very professional hairdresser. The next time that Remus had needed a haircut, they went to an actual professional barber shop and it turned out much better. Ever since then, they've been going to the same place each time.
(view spoiler)
Eyes:
Remus' chosen vessel had bright green with little specks of brown here and there. As he possessed the human, Remus gained this eye color. His eyes are nothing extremely amazing but they aren't awful. Really, they're just his eyes. There's not much to them.
(view spoiler)
Height:
Remus is quite tall, even for an angel. He towers over most others, standing at a height of six foot four. Needless to say, he's pretty much a giant. However, there are some others that are taller than him. He's just never met one of these beings.
Weight:
As his vessel was a fairly athletic person, Remus' body was always in shape. For the short time that Remus has been occupying it, this fitness has pretty much been retained. Though there have been times when he's had to get back into shape because of all the human food he's eaten. He doesn't require the food, but he just likes to eat it for some reason. It's one of his quirks.
Dressing Style:
Another of Remus' quirks is his dressing style. Though the clothes he wears are fairly standard (normally a hoodie or a tee shirt and jeans), its the fact that he doesn't like to wear them that's the weird thing. Remus would much rather prefer to just go without clothes no matter where he's at. And it's not just that he doesn't like to wear them, he'll actually take them off. There have been many times when Remus and Eileen were out and Eileen left for about a minute to check on something. When she came back, there would be Remus, standing nude with all eyes on him. Needless to say, the two have been banned from many, many public places because of this.
Eileen has been working very hard to fix this though. She's gotten it so that Remus mostly only takes off his shirt a lot but there are still some times when he just takes it all off. This is really embarrassing for Eileen because she's supposed to be watching over him while they are down on Earth and he's not making it any easier on her. Sometimes Remus just takes off his clothes to annoy her but for the most part it's because he's uncomfortable wearing them. He just doesn't like the fabric on his skin.
(view spoiler)




I'm gonna leave my body, moving up to higher ground.
I'm gonna lose my mind. History keeps pulling me down.
Said I'm gonna leave my body, moving up to higher ground.
I'm gonna lose my mind. History keeps pulling me, pulling me down.




message 21: by jenny (last edited Jul 21, 2013 02:27PM) (new)

jenny (sungkew) | 6959 comments Part II:

PERSONALITY:

Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Remus doesn't talk much. In fact, he doesn't talk at all. No one has ever heard him talk, not even Eileen. It's not known why exactly he doesn't talk as he is fully capable. He just... doesn't. Instead of using words, Remus uses gestures. If he is annoyed, he'll roll his eyes or just walk away. If he's sad, he'll most likely cry, even if its over the stupidest of things. When Remus is happy, it's really obvious as he'll smile wide, laugh, and clap. Yes, that's right, Remus will laugh. This just shows that he's capable of talking as his voice comes out in his laughter. But even so, he just won't talk. Eileen has tried thousands of times to get him to say anything at all but he won't. It might be stubbornness or maybe he just doesn't know how to make his voice come out. No one will ever know though as he'll most likely never say a word.
I Don't Always Do As I Am Told. But When I Do, I Don’t
Remus is a really rebellious angel. He's not rebellious to the point of turning against his superiors or his angelic duties, but he doesn't tend to listen to others when they tell him to do something. Most times, Remus will do the complete opposite of what someone tells him. You want him to go get you a Coca Cola? You can bet he'll bring back a Pepsi. If you ask him to go take a shower, he'll most likely take a bath in a mud puddle. He just does not like to be ordered around and doing the opposite is one way that he can let you know he doesn't like it. There is however one person he will always obey and that is Eileen. She's sort of like a motherly figure to him. Like most kids are with their mother, he's pretty afraid of what she'll do if he disobeys. Really, the most she'd ever do would be to send him to the corner for time out, but she does like to joke around and say she'll stick him with her angel blade if he doesn't cooperate. That usually freaks him out pretty badly.
When I Am Ten Feet Tall, I've Never Felt Much Smaller
Though Remus is a tall guy, he doesn't ever feel like he stands out enough. This may be another of the reasons why he constantly does things for attention such as taking off his clothes or disobeying what everyone says. Really, because he doesn't talk, he likes to be heard it different ways. Sometimes this can make Remus come off as a little self centered though as he likes to have everyone pay attention to him. He may also be a little vain as he tends to think of himself as perfect though he is obviously far from it. It would be a bad idea to tell him this though as he'll most likely get annoyed with you and you'll suffer his wrath.
I Will Defend The Faith, Going Down Swinging
Though you wouldn't be able to tell with his attitude, Remus is a very loyal person. He will never ever turn his back on someone he cares for and will never go down with a fight. If he believes something or believes in someone else, he'll help them out through the thick and the thin. Remus pretty much makes a really good, loyal friend even if he is a little temperamental. But to cure that, you just have to get to know him and he'll do almost anything for you.
Don't You Ever Understand That If It Hurts, I'll Do Whatever I Can
Along with being a really loyal person, Remus is very good for helping others. Whenever someone is in a bad mood or is upset, he'll be right there helping them out. He may not understand exactly why they're upset and if it's a stupid reason, he'll most likely scoff at it, but Remus won't turn away from you. Somehow he will make you feel better again.





Weapons:
Angel Blade:
Like most angels, Remus has an angel blade that can be used to kill both angels and demons. However, Remus has never actually used this blade. Unlike Eileen, he is so young that he's never been involved in a situation serious enough to equip it. Eileen has had him practicing for a while now though so he should be able to fight his own battles but even so, it's likely that if he were in trouble, Eileen would come to his rescue and he wouldn't have to use the weapon at all.
Flyswatter:
Unlike his angel blade, this is one 'weapon' that Remus uses daily. It's a pink Flyswatter that he carries around in the back pocket of his blue jeans. It's not really known why he cares for it so much - it's just something he picked up at a dollar store - but he always has it with him no matter where he goes. And not only does he just carries it around, he uses it all the time. Usually, if someone angers him, he'll whip it out and smack them in the face with it. There's also other times when he just feels like hitting someone with it and he does. Eileen gets really steamed over this as she doesn't think he should do that to people, but no matter how much she tells him, he always does it over again.



Walked across an empty land, knew the path like the back of my hand.
Felt the earth beneath my feet, sat by the river and made me complete.
Simple thing, where’ve you gone? Gettin' tired, I need somethin' to rely on.



Powers(s):
Angelic Physiology:
As an angel, Remus has the standard powers that most angels have. Some of these include telepathy, flying, and angelic possession. With telepathy, Remus can easily read the minds of other angels. If he really wanted to, Remus could communicate with the others however, because he does not speak, Remus does not do this. Most of the time when another angel communicates with him this way, he’ll just respond with a nod or a shake of the head. This can sometimes prove problematic, especially when the angel is not directly in front of him. So most of the time, Remus just looks like an idiot standing there nodding to himself.
Another of Remus’ standard angel powers is his flying. As they have wings, it is physically possible for angels to fly. However, this flight is not as some would think of it to be. Instead of the whole flapping of the wings and soaring through the skies as movies make it out to be, angels simply use a teleportation of sorts. All they really have to do is think of where they want to go and they’ll be there. This is one thing that Remus is actually amazing at. Because of his active imagination, its not hard for him to picture where he wants to go. He’s only really messed up on this once or twice in his short lifetime.
The third of Remus’ powers is his ability to possess a human body. Unlike with demons, in order for an angel to take possetion of a human, they must first have the human’s permission. They cannot simply force themselves into a human body. This is one of the reasons why it was quite hard for Remus’ to find a suitable body; most teenage boys don’t exactly wish to be taken over by an angel. It was a miracle that Remus’ even found the one he did in such a good condition.
(view spoiler)

Statistics:
Stealth: 7/10
Strength: 7/10
Charisma: 8/10
Luck: 7/10
Agility: 5/10
Speed: 6/10
Endurance: 5/10



So won't you save this conversation and find a better time?
Don't you ever understand that if it hurts I'll do whatever I can?
Leave it unspoken, leave it unspoken, leave it unspoken now.




message 22: by jenny (last edited Jul 21, 2013 02:47PM) (new)

jenny (sungkew) | 6959 comments Part III:

Likes:
Human Food:
Remus has a really weird obsession with human food. He doesn’t need to eat it at all but he does anyways. It's like a habit that he’s had ever since he’s been on Earth. The obsession first began when he and Eileen went to a carnival to track down a demon residing in one of the funhouses. While there, Remus snuck away from Eileen and ended up buying about thirty dollars worth in greasy food. He ate all of it within a matter of minutes, surprising every single person there. When Eileen finally tracked him down, there he was on a park bench, still eating. Ever since then, he is always eating. No matter where he’s at, he’ll always find some way to get ahold of human food in some form or another.
Candy:
One of the things that Remus likes most is candy. Though he really doesn't need to eat it, he chooses to. Remus loves the taste of it and the sugar rush it gives him so he eats tons of it. There is always some type of candy on him no matter where he's at whether it be in his back pocket or in his mouth. He always has some somewhere.
(view spoiler)
Animals:
Remus is a natural born made animal lover. And, as it would appear, animals seem to love him back. Maybe they care for him because of his truly gentle nature to them or maybe its because he can telepathically speak to them. The world may never know... (No, he really can’t speak telepathically to them.)
All Remus has ever wanted was a cute little kitten that he could play with and take care of but with their constant relocations and Remus’ personality flaw, Eileen doesn’t think its a good idea. She figures that since Remus can hardly take care of himself, there is no way that he could possibly care for a kitten. She bets that the kitten wouldn’t even last a week in Remus’ hands.

Dislikes:
Bullshit:
One of the things Remus hates the most is other people's bullshit. He finds it really annoying when others push their problems on him, even if its something really simple like not being able to find an earring or a contact. He just doesn't like it. Remus also hates it when people do things that he doesn't like. It's hypocritical since he does that all the time but doesn't like it done to him. It's really easy to tell when he's annoyed though. If he doesn’t like something you’re doing, he’ll just stare at you (view spoiler) or smack you with his flyswatter (view spoiler). Either way, you’ll know when he’s sick of your bullshit.
No Shirt, No Service:
Remus really hates this stupid rule. He really doesn’t understand why you have to wear clothes to get food. It's absolutely ridiculous. He thinks it's dumb how in order to get something that he doesn't need in the first place, he has to wear clothes. Just stupid. Sometimes, Remus will do this thing where he goes into a restaurant with Eileen being tugged along and sit down and eat. When he’s done with his food, he will rebel against the restaurant by taking off all his clothes before he’s even paid for the food. That way, it causes a scene, he gets to eat, and he doesn’t have to wear clothes. It's the (almost) perfect plan.
Clothes In General:
Though most people only have a hate for one article of clothing (socks, pants, shirts), Remus just hates all kinds of clothes. They bug him to no end and if he could, he’d burn all the pieces of clothes in the entire world. No matter what he wears - be it an expensive tuxedo, a new pair of pants, or just a pair of shorts with a shirt - he will always hate it and try to take it off. This is one of the reasons people have to be a little careful around him: he will strip in front of you. It doesn’t matter your age, gender, or sexuality, Remus will take it off. Eileen has gotten used to this by now, but she’s trying really hard to stop this nonsense. Most of the time, she’ll stand by him, ready to catch him when he’s about to attempt it, but she can’t guard him all the time. Beware if you’re a girl because you may just get a show.
Sarcasm:
Though he’s gotten used to it because of Eileen, Remus really doesn’t like it when people use sarcasm on him. Really, he thinks its just stupid. If he makes a mistake, he doesn’t want to hear someone praise him and then turn around and say that they were being sarcastic. That could be almost, almost enough to tell them to shut up right there. Eileen uses sarcasm a lot when she talks and though he hates it, it doesn’t particularly bother him as much when she uses it. The reason for this is simple though: Eileen is family to him and he can’t stay mad at his family.





HISTORY :

Remus was created as an angel one and a half years ago. When he was created, he was... different from all the other angels. Remus never spoke, never showed any sign of amazing intelligence like most angels, and was just overall not normal. Because of this, he was given another angel to watch over him - a protector of sorts - and this angel's name was Eileen. Eileen had been around for a long while (752 years to be exact) and hated to be put on the job. She really saw it as babysitting duty. But as an angel, Eileen couldn't complain. Against her will, she was forced to take Remus to Earth with her to try and help him with his... problems.
When Remus and Eileen first arrived on Earth, it was unbelievably hectic. One of their first tasks was finding a suitable vessel for both of them. Eileen found hers with no problem, but Remus’ was a little more complicated than that. The ones they did find for him were either really creepy looking or looked to be in their late sixties. With Eileen’s vessel being a sixteen year old girl, she didn’t think that would go over well. Eventually, they found the perfect vessel. Okay, maybe not perfect, but good enough. The seventeen year old boy had been a long haired surfer who thought his life had been wasted. He prayed for an angel to come to him and Remus did in the form of possession. Though the vessel was the perfect age, Eileen thought it needed some fixing up. So once Remus was comfortably situated in his new body, she took him to get a haircut and bought him some new clothes. When he was all set, Remus appeared the way he does now: a tall, pretty much well dressed, seventeen year old jock. Eileen thought he looked perfect.
Over the course of the next year, Eileen did everything in her power to fix Remus up. She tried to get him to talk, even going so far as to take him to speech therapy, but no matter what she tried, Remus just wouldn’t budge. Eventually, she just accepted the fact that he didn’t want to speak and left it at that. After this, Eileen took him on her duties eliminating demons and other vengeful spirits. Most of the time though, Remus screwed everything up. If Eileen told him to stand guard and watch for any sign of demonic activity, there went Remus bounding down the stairs so he could catch the ice cream truck as it went down the street. If Eileen told him not to move a muscle, he’d perform a stripping routine for the vengeful spirit they were facing, most of the time making it even more vengeful. But no matter what, everything always seemed to turn out right for them in the end. Eventually, the two grew very close and formed and sister and brotherly bond with one another to the point that they were inseparable. Everywhere that Eileen went, Remus followed and its been that way ever since.
In recent times, Eileen and Remus have found themselves at the Hunters HQ. The two of them were first called there when a hunter was found dead, killed by a demon on school grounds. Though they were originally never going to be involved in the war between the angels and demons (Remus is still seen as quite the incompetent angel), it was decided that the two would get some practice out of the experience and it wasn’t like heaven has anything to lose if they are harmed in the up and coming war. So basically, they’re just there to prove Remus worthy. Eileen likes to think that they’re extremely important to the cause though and will frequently act as though she is the leader in the whole thing when that is clearly not the case.


message 23: by jenny (last edited Jul 21, 2013 02:50PM) (new)

jenny (sungkew) | 6959 comments Part IV:

Strengths:
Flying:
One of the only things Remus is really good at is flying. He’s a natural at it and even when he can’t do anything else right, he can always fly well. It's just one of the talents he was born with. He never had to practice it, never had to even learn like most of the other things he has become mediocre at. Remus is just naturally good at flying. This surprises Eileen to no end because though he can’t seem to do anything else right, he can fly well.
Being Himself:
Remus is great for being himself. He knows who he is and will never change for anyone no matter what. If someone tells him to change, he won’t no matter who it is. This is shown in his relationship with Eileen. Though she loves him very much, there are some things that she wishes he’d reconsider about himself. But no matter what, Remus won’t change it, even for her. Don’t expect him to become a different person for you because it won’t happen.
Making Others Happy:
As a genuienly happy person (except when you annoy him or do something he doesn’t like), Remus is good at making other people happy as well. He’s good at comforting them when they’re down but sometimes his advances may seem a little out of his place. He’s a really physical person as he doesn’t talk so in order for him to cheer someone up, he has to make physical contact. This usually involves hugging someone or holding their hand. It's not usually very personal - generally, it's just how he expresses himself - but some people may take it that way.





Weaknesses:
Drinking:
You know those people that can hold their liquor really well? Yeah, Remus is not one of those people. Though he really has fun getting drunk and seeing how weird the world is through beer glasses, he's an awful drunk. One sip of alcohol and he's beyond smashed and will most likely be puking it up in a moment or two. This is why it's one of his weaknesses: he can't handle it at all. If someone were to slip some alcohol into his drink or somehow managed to get it into his system (which wouldn't be that hard), he'd be rendered completely useless. (view spoiler)
Food:
Another one of Remus' weaknesses is food. Although he doesn't need it at all to survive, Remus likes to eat food just for the heck of it. For him, it's kind of like a hobby. When he's bored, he'll eat. When he isn't bored, he'll still eat. He eats all the time no matter where he is, what he's doing, or who he's with. Eileen tends to look down on this activity as she thinks it's both useless and harmful. She knows that eventually Remus will get out of shape. She doesn't want him to be fat. (view spoiler)
Blades, Sigils, and Holy Fire:
As an angel, Remus has standard angelic weaknesses along with his personal weaknesses. One of them is his vulnerability against angel blades. Though he carries one himself, angel blades can be used to kill both angels and demons as well as most other supernatural creatures. They work as pretty much normal blades (in order for a death to occur, a wound must be made in a vital place as with any other knife or sword) but they have more power (such as being able to kill almighty beings). Another one of these standard angel weaknesses is his inability to withstand sigils. These markings are used to either prevent an angel from locating a person or, if they are marked on a wall, to prevent an angel from entering into a certain location. The last of Remus’ weaknesses is Holy Fire. Created by setting alight Holy Oil, Holy Fire can be used to destroy an angel instantaneously. If Remus were to touch this burning substance, both he and his vessel would be killed. The effects are irreversible. (view spoiler)

Family:
Eileen:
Though angels all refer to one another as brother and sister, Remus tends to think of Eileen as his actual sister. The two are closer to one another and share everything with each other. Eileen serves as a sort of big sister or motherly figure to Remus even though he should be able to take care of himself. She has always been there for him no matter what and is really the only person that Remus is close to. No one could ever replace her and if she happened to die, Remus wouldn’t be able to take it.

Relationship status: Remus isn’t currently in a relationship but he doesn’t really want to be in one either. The thought of getting close to someone other than Eileen scares him a little. Really, a relationship with him isn’t going to happen unless it's buddy buddy.

Light up, light up as if you have a choice.
Even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you dear.
Louder, louder and we'll run for our lives. I can hardly speak.
I understand why you can't raise your voice to say.
Leave it unspoken.




(view spoiler)


message 24: by Kendra (last edited Jul 25, 2013 09:38AM) (new)

Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Name: Zaroonex

Age: Debatable, he looks about 19

Gender: Male

Job: Death's lieutenant, his base function is to be competent in the place of his "superior."

Appearance: He has one big scar across his forehead and five small ones on his right arm. He has blue, glowing, ethereal flesh...I guess it's flesh... that he can will to go all ethereal so he can go through stuff. He is 7' even, muscly, and humanoid. He can and usually does look exactly like he is alive. His eyes are gold speckled with blue. He normally wears plate armor over chain mail without a helm. He has an unbearable smirk permanently planted on his face that withers at defeat.

Type: Ghost/mage/fighter/archer

Power: Basic elemental spells, is good with a bow or broadsword, can use telekinetic power due to his station as Death's lieutenant, as well as the ability to throw beams of dark energy. He carries, in sword form, a weapon that can become a heavily jaded and powerful staff, a sword, or a bow and always has a quiver full of arrows.

Personality: Obsessive, power-hungry, bitter. He used to believe that he was fighting for a just cause, but he has been shown the truth. Now he is just plain hateful toward the heroes, particularly Poliaz.

History: In a world that was overrun by monsters, Zaroonex was one of those unfortunates who was born with the ability to excel at everything. He went into combat and combat magic, and people began to fear him. Eventually, a mage named Ramik convinced the council to expel him from the village.
When he was eleven.
He began to work extraordinarily fast, forced to ally with the monsters (human/rat hybrids not particularly dangerous but very good at breeding quickly) to survive in a world of them. He began to seek vengeance as he saw that a fighter was using Ramik's method and expelling anyone who threatened his quest for glory. This fighter was revered as the greatest warrior ever but kept this title by getting rid of the competition. Zaroonex took advantage of this to begin recruiting any said warriors. He eventurally marched on the settlement of adventurers, and while he was defeated, he still had an army of monsters to fall back on, as well as about half of the army that he had marched against them on. Eventually the fighter, Ramik, a hunter, and a healer named Poliaz tracked him down and managed to kill him four-on-one.
It was later revealed that Death decided to use him to control security in the Eternal Abyss's death place, namely keeping the good people who didn't belong there in. After Poliaz led a successful mission to not only escape but bring everyone who shouldn't have been there out with him, Zaroonex was sent out to get him, though he remains based in the Eternal Abyss.

Family: None

Other: He doesn't like you.


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(view spoiler)

Part I:



These people here wear beaten down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces.
They're so resigned to what their fate is, but not us, no not ever.
But not us, not ever. We are far too young and clever, remember?
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye and you'll hum this tune forever.




Full Name: Eileen (view spoiler)
Nickname(s): El, Leena
Species: Angel
Gender: Female
Age: 752 (Appears sixteen)

APPEARANCE:



(view spoiler)

Hair:
Eileen has dark brown hair that is naturally wavy. She wears it in a different style every day of the week. Sunday starts out with it down. On Monday, her hair is tied up in a ponytail. Tuesday is when the styles start to get a little more elaborate. On this day, she wears her hair in a simple braid and then when Wednesday rolls around, it is done in a French braid. Thursday she has it in two braids and then on Friday she twists these two braids into a pair of buns on the top of her head. Saturday is Eileen's random hairstyle day. This is the day she wears her hair in whatever style she feels like.
The reason why Eileen has this set hairstyle schedule is because of her inability to keep track of the days that go by. When she first came to Earth back seven hundred years ago, she always had difficulty keeping up with what day was what. So she developed a habit of tying her hair in different style to try and keep track. So far, it's helped her out.
Because of this special habit, Eileen really only likes to take possession of female vessels with long hair. Most male vessels do not have long hair and even if they do, it looks awful strange when a guy braids his hair like that. So Eileen mostly prefers to take on female vessels.
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Eyes:
Eileen's eyes are a hazy grey color with little flecks of brown here and there. Though they are pretty nice looking, they're not all too special. They don't give her special powers and they don't pierce through people's souls. Eileen's eyes are just that: eyes.
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Height:
Coming in at a height of about five foot three, Eileen is definitely on the short side. This is a drastic difference between her and her partner, Remus. Remus stands at a height of about six foot four making Eileen nearly a foot shorter than him. This is why it's so surprising to most people when Eileen turns out to be the leader in the partnership. With Remus being such a tall, athletic looking guy, most people would assume that he would be the leader. However, because of Remus’ incapabilities as an angel, Eileen is the leader. She is much more suited for the job anyways as she has a much more forward and serious personality.
Weight:
Being as short as she is, Eileen only comes in at an appropriate weight of about one hundred and fifteen pounds. Though she doesn't weigh a ton, Eileen evens out. She isn't too skinny and she most certainly isn't overweight. She's just about the perfect weight for the body that she has chosen.





Once upon a time, I used to romanticize, used to be somebody
Never mind, don't miss it that much now. I think it's sinking in,
Days that I wonder where I've been in picture perfect porcelain.





message 26: by jenny (last edited Aug 07, 2013 07:15AM) (new)

jenny (sungkew) | 6959 comments Part II:

PERSONALITY:
You Know You Don’t Need To Be So Worried
Though Eileen frets a lot over the people she cares for, she doesn't like it when others do the same for her. She hates being pitied and will do whatever it takes to make sure that doesn't happen. This isn't too much of a problem for her right now as she is surrounded by angels and most of them do not show their feelings but when she was out exploring the world, there were quite a few people who would needlessly worry about her. If she was alone in a store, a lady would often ask if she was alright. Sometimes Eileen would reply with a witty remark or a simple screw you, but there were times when she'd just walk away.
Remus will often times worry about Eileen. This bugs her to no end as she sees herself as a caretaker or mother figure to Remus and when he worries about her it just makes her upset. She'll never show that this makes her upset though as she tends to retain a statuesque look through the thick and thin. However, Eileen really does feel things even if she doesn't show it. Deep down, she cares for Remus in a motherly way but when he worries over her, it just makes her feel upset. She doesn't think he should be worried with things like that.
I Will Love You Like You Died, Died A Martyr For Me
Though she is an angel and will always appear statuesque, Eileen cares deeply for those that are close to her. She doesn't like to show her feelings and will often hide them, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have them. One of these examples is her relationship with Remus. Eileen has never openly admitted that she cares for Remus but she really does. She would do anything for her angel brother: she'd take a bullet for him, jump in front of a car for him, even kill herself if it meant that Remus would get to live. This shows just how loyal and caring Eileen can be.
Don’t Look So Shocked, This Was Not The Way I Planned It
Eileen has a problem with not taking the blame for things she does wrong. If a plan that Eileen made up goes haywire, she will not stand up and admit her wrongdoings. Instead, she simply stick the blame on someone else, saying that if so and so hadn't done this or that, the whole thing would have turned out better. This infuriates some people as she appears pathetic when she does this but she can always find someway to make herself feel good about it. It doesn't particularly bother her when anyone gets upset over her actions as she tends to think that she has no emotions when she does.
So Here I Am. You Can Take Me Or Leave Me
Eileen does not care whether anyone likes or dislikes her. You hate her, feel free to cuss her out but it's not going to do anything. You like her, well that's better than hating her but she still is not going to care. Eileen does not let her emotions show for just anyone. The only time she'll ever slip up on her act is when someone she deeply cares for is harmed. And the only one that she cares for is Remus. If he were to get harmed in any way at all, Eileen would explode. Either that, or she'd break down. She wouldn't be able to handle it if he were hurt. However, this really only applies to physical injury. If someone were to insult Remus and she agreed with it, she wouldn't do a thing. But if someone were to get really upset with him and start to pick on him when she thought it was uncalled for, she would tell them to back off. Eileen doesn't take other people's crap.
Did I Stutter, Stutter, Stutter?
Going along with her attitude, Eileen absolutely despises it when people either ignore her or purposely don't use her ideas. When people do this, she is automatically infuriated. It will never show on her face though. She tends to slip in a sarcastic or demeaning side comment just for the ignorance. Eileen always thinks that if they would have just listened to her, everything would have turned out amazing. Even if everything goes according to plan, she will insist that her plan would have gone better. It's truly just stubbornness.







Weapons:
Angel Blade:
As an angel, Eileen has her own angel blade. It's somewhat short and slender, more like a knife than a sword really. In order to summon it, all Eileen has to do is will it into existence and it will appear in her hand. This blade, like all the others, is used to kill demons. However, it can also be used to slaughter angels as well. There is a saying that goes, "The only thing that can kill an angel is another angel." This is incorrect though. It is not the angel that does the killing, it is the blade. An angel cannot kill their brethren with their bare hands; they must use the blade. By this extent, anyone in possession of this dangerous weapon would be able to exterminate another angel. With this weapon equipped, humans, demons, angels, and any other kind of supernatural would be able to wreck havoc on the angel world.
Words:
Though they cannot physically hurt someone, Eileen's words are as good as any physical weapon. Her words cut deep and mean things to people. She is constantly examining people, picking out their difficulties and their problems. With this gathered knowledge, she picks out the weakest link in other people's foundations and proceeds to bring down the house with a single insult. Most of the time, her techniques work however there are some times when people are immune to her snide comments. This is usually because a person doesn't like to stick up for themselves or are either too dumb or too naive to pick up on the insult that was just laid in front of them.





Don't you move. Can't you stay where you are, just for now?
I could be your perfect disaster You could be my ever after.
You could be my ever after, after all. I could be your perfect disaster.




Powers(s):
Angelic Physiology:
As an angel, Eileen has the standard powers that most angels have. Some of these include telepathy, flying, and angelic possession. With telepathy, Eileen can easily read the minds of other angels. She uses this quite frequently, especially when she’s around Remus. A lot of the time, she works as almost a translator for him when other angels are trying to speak to him in this way. They talk to her instead and she responds by telling what she interprets Remus’ actions to mean.
Another of Eileen’ standard angel powers is her flying. As they have wings, it is physically possible for angels to fly. However, this flight is not as some would think of it to be. Instead of the whole flapping of the wings and soaring through the skies as movies make it out to be, angels simply use a teleportation of sorts. All they really have to do is think of where they want to go and they’ll be there.
The third of Eileen’ powers is her ability to possess a human body. Unlike with demons, in order for an angel to take possession of a human, they must first have the human’s permission. They cannot simply force themselves into a human body.
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Statistics:
Stealth: 8/10
Strength: 4/10 (view spoiler)
Charisma: 5/10
Luck: 5/10
Agility: 8/10
Speed: 8/10
Endurance: 6/10




I would make a better liar and never face the music when it's dire
And I breathe disaster, ever after. So don't pull away from me now.




Likes:
Shoes:
Eileen has an odd fascination with shoes. This started back when she first arrived on Earth and wore her first pair. They were sparkly red ones and she absolutely adored them. So of course, she needed to have more. She ended up with a huge collection of shoes that she could hardly afford to have. Eventually, she had to get rid of them all, but she has still kept the obsession. If she could, Eileen would go out and buy every single pair of shoes she could get her hands on. Don’t trust this angel in a shoe store. It will not end well. (view spoiler)
Loyalty:
Eileen loves it when people are loyal to her. Stick with her and you’re golden. But betray her, and you’re dead. No really, she’ll kill you. The way she sees it, if you’re not loyal to her, then you’re loyal to someone else. And if you’re loyal to someone else, that means you’re not on her side. And if you are not on her side, well, then you’re her enemy. She will not hesitate to take you down if you’re her enemy. Watch your back with her.
Doing What She Wants:
The one thing that Remus and Eileen have most in common is their need to do whatever they want. Neither of them like to be told no and, if they are, they will do what they want anyways. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing - at least they do what makes them happy right? - but it’s not exactly good either. Because of this, Eileen often comes off as snobbish and conceited and, in reality, she is. That’s just how she wants it though. She likes doing as she pleases.




message 27: by jenny (last edited Aug 07, 2013 07:23AM) (new)

jenny (sungkew) | 6959 comments Part III:

Dislikes:
Disrespect:
As she loves to be respected, Eileen hates the opposite: disrespect. Anyone who dares to disrespect her will immediately be added to her ‘people to accidentally murder in the middle of the night’ list. She’d never actually kill someone for disrespecting her, but she’d most definitely think out the scene in her mind. What she will also do is make your life a living hell from the sidelines. She’ll do little things to make your life suck and you won’t be able to point her out for it because the things she does will be untraceable. Just know that it’s not a good idea to cross her.
Annoying People:
Eileen really hates people that are annoying. This goes for little kids who kick her seat, parents who don’t control their children, and even just random people on the street that give her a sideways glance. She just doesn’t like people who annoy her. The smallest of things can be enough for her to absolutely loathe you. In her opinion, the smallest things are the most annoying. She pretty much expects everyone to be perfect around her. If you’re not, well, she won’t like you at all. That’s just the way it is.
Supernaturals:
Another thing Eileen strongly dislikes are supernaturals. They annoy the living hell out of her. She will not tolerate the presence of any supernatural under most any circumstance. The only way she will hesitate to smite one is if she is begged by someone she cares for to. Otherwise, you can bet that supernatural is deadmeat. However, Eileen has been having difficulties controlling herself with being in hiding at the HQ. She has problems keeping her identity secret when she just wants to take out supernaturals everywhere she goes. She’s getting better at it though.



There's no yellow bricks to follow back and run from that disaster.
Familiar sins come crashing in and sever forever, ever, and after.
My old friend, it's time I leave you here for what's all in frozen alabaster.
Believe me. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.




HISTORY :

Created in the later half of the thirteenth century, Eileen has been around for a long while. She may not be the oldest angel, but she certainly isn't the youngest. When first created, Eileen was not a field angel as she is currently. She didn't leave Heaven for the first two hundred years of her life. When she turned two hundred and fifty two, it was decided that Eileen would finally have her chance to leave Heaven and come to Earth. Her first duty was to be a guardian angel. Leaving Heaven for the first time, Eileen found her vessel in a woman named Stacey. Through Stacey, Eileen was able to find her chosen human and protect them. With just a few bumps on the way including some conflict with angered spirits, Eileen was able to keep her human safe through the trials that he faced. This is how it went over the course of the next two hundred years and then it suddenly changed.

The year was 1711 and Eileen had possessed a young girl named Hannah Sharpe. It wouldn't occur to her at the time, but miss Hannah would prove quite useful to Eileen over the years. But right then, Eileen was only concerned with finding and protecting her new human, Lacy Kara. Lacy was born into a poor family with the father being a hopeless drunk and the mother having walked out of the six kid's lives. Lacy, being the oldest, was put in charge on making money for the family by working as many low paying jobs as she could get her hands on. Providing for her five siblings and her drunkard father was proving difficult though. So on a last resort, Lacy's father decided to take a risk and strike up a deal with a demon. In exchange for his first born's servitude in hell, the demon would grant the family peace and well-being. The father foolishly accepted the offer, giving over the deed to Lacy's soul.

Set as Lacy's guardian angel, Eileen tried to do everything in her power to stop Lacy from being dragged down to hell. The two were more than just acquaintances; Lacy and Eileen were practically sisters. Eileen, though she never showed it nor admitted it, cared deeply for the girl and her quest to save her life had become very personal. However, no matter how hard Eileen tried, she was unable to save Lacy from the wrath of hell. Eventually, the girl was dragged down under and Eileen could do nothing but stand by and watch. Because of this failure, Eileen went back to Heaven with her heart nearly broken. She stayed there for the longest time, just waiting for the opportunity to redeem herself. And when it arose, it came in the form of Remus.

Remus was a newly created angel who was obviously not up to par with angel standards. He never talked, didn’t show any sign of the incredible intelligence all angels are created with, and was just an all around failure. In order to get him up to their level, the high ranking angels decided to put Remus under Eileen’s care. She was placed with the duty of taking Remus to Earth and showing him the ropes. Eileen really saw it as babysitting duty. But as an angel, she couldn't complain. Against her will, she was forced to take Remus to Earth with her to try and help him with his... problems.

When Remus and Eileen first arrived on Earth, it was unbelievably hectic. One of their first tasks was finding a suitable vessel for both of them. Eileen found hers with no problem, but Remus’ was a little more complicated than that. The ones they did find for him were either really creepy looking or looked to be in their late sixties. With Eileen’s vessel being a sixteen year old girl, she didn’t think that would go over well. Eventually, they found the perfect vessel. Okay, maybe not perfect, but good enough. The seventeen year old boy had been a long haired surfer who thought his life had been wasted. He prayed for an angel to come to him and Remus did in the form of possession. Though the vessel was the perfect age, Eileen thought it needed some fixing up. So once Remus was comfortably situated in his new body, she took him to get a haircut and bought him some new clothes. When he was all set, Remus appeared the way he does now: a tall, pretty much well dressed, seventeen year old jock. Eileen thought he looked perfect.

Over the course of the next year, Eileen did everything in her power to fix Remus up. She tried to get him to talk, even going so far as to take him to speech therapy, but no matter what she tried, Remus just wouldn’t budge. Eventually, she just accepted the fact that he didn’t want to speak and left it at that. After this, Eileen took him on her duties eliminating demons and other vengeful spirits. Most of the time though, Remus screwed everything up. If Eileen told him to stand guard and watch for any sign of demonic activity, there went Remus bounding down the stairs so he could catch the ice cream truck as it went down the street. If Eileen told him not to move a muscle, he’d perform a stripping routine for the vengeful spirit they were facing, most of the time making it even more vengeful. But no matter what, everything always seemed to turn out right for them in the end. Eventually, the two grew very close and formed and sister and brotherly bond with one another to the point that they were inseparable. Everywhere that Eileen went, Remus followed and it’s been that way ever since.

In recent times, Eileen and Remus have found themselves at the Hunters HQ. The two of them were first called there when a hunter was found dead, killed by a demon on school grounds. Though they were originally never going to be involved in the war between the angels and demons (Remus is still seen as quite the incompetent angel), it was decided that the two would get some practice out of the experience and it wasn’t like heaven has anything to lose if they are harmed in the up and coming war. So basically, they’re just there to prove Remus worthy. Eileen likes to think that they’re extremely important to the cause though and will frequently act as though she is the leader in the whole thing when that is clearly not the case.

Family:
Remus:
Though she sometimes sees him as a burden, Eileen really cares for Remus. He’s like a brother to her. Everything she does, she does for him in hopes that he’ll learn to be a proper angel. She wants him to reach the level he was meant to be at and, though she doesn’t always show it, she wants him to be as perfect as he can be. That’s not to say that she doesn’t excuse his faults because she does. She just wants him to have less of them.
Lacy:
Even though Lacy is no longer on Earth, Eileen thinks of the girl as family. Eileen refuses to believe that Lacy is down in hell suffering for the sins she didn’t commit and likes to think that she just passed away. It would have been much better if that would have happened anyways. (view spoiler)

Relationship status: Single but Eileen is always secretly on the lookout for love. Though it may not appear that way, Eileen really wants to find someone who likes her. This is very different from the way most angels feel but Eileen has spent a lot of her time on Earth. After watching a million people fall in love with one another, she’s started to crave that feeling. It’s one of her greatest wishes.


Nobody told ya this is gonna fold ya. Go marching in like toy soldiers.
To have and hold ya over sold ya. They’re marching like toy soldiers.
Somehow don't you dare fail, fail me now, ever after somehow.





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message 28: by Kendra (last edited Aug 25, 2013 01:04PM) (new)

Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Name: Fear

Age: 9,000

Gender: M

Job: Possessor, chief of Possessors in Colonel rank, Illusionist

Appearance: He likes to assume the form of whatever you fear, but for communications he takes the form of a dark-haired, tall, thin, gaunt man with indigo eyes.

Type: Young Demon, Possessor

Power: Though he can possess, he prefers to communicate into your mind or form into an illusion. He hates fighting every second with his human host.

Name: Poliaz

Age: Between the numbers -88888888888888888
and +000000000000000000999999999999999999999

Gender: M

Job: Healer of a lot.

Appearance: He looks like a trustworthy bloke. Almost solid white, too. Blond hair so bright it's almost white, white eyes, white skin, a trustworthy height, not suspiciously tall or small.

Type: HEALER (also a ghost)

Power: Heals and can pass through solid matter.

Personality: He is... very much perfection and an example of a powerful conscience and humbleness.

History: Long story short,
He gave up his life to save his friends but was cursed with the last breath of a demon. Therefore, he was unable to go to Paradise and now is a ghostly being.

Family: A brother, Napoleon.

Other: I was rushed whilst making this.

REPOSTED SO I COULD ADD MORE TO FREDRICK


message 29: by Your Mom (last edited Sep 08, 2013 08:02AM) (new)

Your Mom (yourxmom) Name: Arthur McOwen
Age: 22 Quantoms (888 Years)
Planet: Lauroph
Species: Biological Creature (Male)
Number/Position: Number 8
Powers: Absorbs any atom and transforms it into blue plasma energy.
Appearance: The looks of a human with a combination of dark brown and jet black hair in a wild and unruly way. He is well-built, although not overly so. With a height of 6 feet, most mortals have to strain their necks when they are at an extremely close proximity. Bulging muscles that sometimes highlighted a scar across his shoulder blade, even as he hated it.
Personality: Intelligent and resourceful, although sometimes it's misused for negative reasons. Diamond-headed when it comes to something he strongly supports but if you knew where to poke and pry, you can probably get through him. Lazy at times but when he is very much interested in something, the adrenaline pumping through him to do it will be more than water in the sea and faster than photons in high-speed. Quite sarcastic and humorous, mostly triggered as a defensive system or to try and mock someone. Loves to stay awake as long as possible to just do non-beneficial actions such as toying with his powers. If not for all the missions, he would have called gaming his 5th in his always-do-list. Of course, the first is to breathe; the second to eat; the third to drink; and the fourth is to toy with his powers. Adventurous and very curious in anything he is interested in.
History: He only spent 4 Quantoms with his family when he woke up one morning to find himself in pitch blackness. He panicked at that time and tried to move, only to have lights turn on all around him. With a mind of a teenager, he wondered what the hell was he doing in such a small confound space before realisation hit him. He was in a small capsule that was designed to transport one to another planet for emergency purposes. He had no idea why he was in it at that time. He crash landed after another Quantom in the capsule where he was being hibernated after he awoke. The machine gave him a dose of a chemical which made him arise quickly, giving details and statistics of the planet in a monotone voice. It was already printed in a book all about Planet Earth. He started to hike his way around the nearby areas after burying his capsule. Within 2 miles radius, he could only see hills of sand after hills of sand. His energy was very hard to deplete considering that he could just get more any time he wanted. But he barely knew how to use his powers and sometimes, he drained more energy trying to restore than actually restoring. When he was about to pass out, all he could hear was faint beeping getting sickeningly louder with each small step he took before his knees gave out and he fainted face-first onto the sand. When he awoke again, he barely had the strength to open his eyes. As if sensing his consciousness, someone groaned what sounded like approval. He soon realised a kind of his planet had saved his live from the desert by tracking his energy signal down. After he recovered, he exited the hospital and was then adopted by his savior, Killian Garth, who was his guide and guardian since then. His life growing up was slow with his lifespan slower than humans and every so often he would have to change countries and identities to extinguish any suspicions from humans at his growing rate. After he turned 21, though, he need not worry so much. He was comfortable with wear his current location is. Killian seems to be keeping secrets from him, like why was he sent down to Earth and some other stuff about him being unique with his powers.
Legacies: Unknown to him, another capsule that was taking a much slower time to reach earth is just half a Quantom away. All he had from his past life in Lauroph right now is buried under a thick layer of sand.
Relationships: His father, mother and his very annoying younger sister. Emphasis the word "annoying". Although now he lost all connections to them and all he had was Killian and Anderson, his best friend.
Likes: His powers, gaming, driving, sports, reading (Storybooks only), watching movies/documentary, mocking people's mistake, music and taking things to the extreme.
Dislikes: People judging him, work, rules, chores and pretty much everything a typical guy would hate.
Others: ((Under... 'maintenance'))


message 30: by Florangel *Hottest Nurse to ever walk the Earth* (last edited Sep 09, 2013 04:13AM) (new)

Florangel *Hottest Nurse to ever walk the Earth* (xxflorangelxx) | 58 comments Name: Izrael/ Azrael is the Archangel of Death in some traditions.The name Azrael is an English form of the Arabic name. ﻞﻴﺋارﺰﻋ ) or Azra'eil ( ﻞﯾارﺰﻋ ), the name traditionally attributed to the angel of deathIzrā īl ( in some sects of Islam and Sikhism, as well as some Hebrew lore. [1][2] The Qur'an never uses this name, rather referring to Malak al-Maut (which translates directly as angel of death). Also spelt Izrail, Azrin, Izrael, Azriel, Azrail, Ezraeil, Azraille, Azryel, Ozryel, or Azraa-eel, the Chambers English dictionary uses the spelling Azrael. The name literally means Whom God Helps, [1] in an adapted form of Hebrew.

Age: Azrael was one of the first Grigori created, and he was the first to be made an Archangel. He is one the oldest thought his vassal looks about eighteen years of age.

Gender: He prefer to associate himself with male vassal, though when the seal is broken on Fiona's gift he'd gladly transfer to her.

Job: Azrael and his Servitors do four things now. First, they seek to separate ghosts and dream-shades from their ties to the corporeal or ethereal plane, so these souls will move on to their final destinations. In this capacity, angels of Death search for haunted places on Earth, and often venture into the Far Marches, and the domains of ethereal gods (who regard them as "thieves").

Secondly, they hunt undead and destroy them wherever they are found.

Third, angels of Death try

to reduce humanity's fear of death, reflecting Azrael's Grigori nature. When possible, they try to steer humans near death toward their destiny, and away from their fate, or at least give them a second chance on the wheel of life. In this capacity also, they are implacable enemies of Saminga's Servitors, who promote death as a gruesome, frightening, and evil thing.

Lastly, Azrael continues his mission of ministering to the damned. It's much more dangerous now, and he can only slip into Hell occasionally, meeting those souls that might be found far out on the frontiers of some of the more remote Principalities, like Abaddon and Gehanna. He does not discuss this aspect of his work, and does not generally permit any of his Servitors to join him (though it's rumored that one or two have shared in his salvation efforts). No one knows how many souls he might have saved, or how he removes them from Hell, or where they go after that -- to the Higher Heavens, to another reincarnation, or simply to oblivion -- but he must succeed often enough to keep him going back for more.


Appearance:

Stature
Izrael's vassal stood in the height of six feet and ten inches tall, with a runner's built and the agility of a warrior. He had trained with Fiona since her childhood. He is of average weight for his height. Humans would think of him as a strong built man.

Eyes
his vassal's eyes is dark chocolate brown, Although when he is in possession of his body it turns to icy blue. He shares the same eyes as his chosen human host, Fiona, although the seal on her gift prohibits his possession of her body. His eyes sees the end of every being.
It is said that the angel of death's body is full of eyes staring, at all the living beings that walk the earth. In every closing of an eye a human soul is taken from the earth into the heavens.
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Face
His vassal of the moment has the looks of innocence and would not likely to hurt anyone. He'd always want a vassal whose face reflects his attitude towards everything with life.
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Hair
Izrael's vassal has a dark chocolate brown that could change shades depending on the sun's rays. Although his hair could be in spikes most of the time, he'd mostly do so when he's around Fiona. He alone can read her thoughts due to his protection on her, and she likes his hair that way.

Type: exiled archangel of death.

Power:
immortality: he is the last to die in all of God's creations.
Death: knows the death of everyone. He can also lengthen the life of those he hold dear.
He is also by far the only angel who can give his ability as a gift to humans. The Georges clan was his vassal for many centuries until they have intermarried to supernaturals and discovered a way to seal his gift of death.

Personality:
Patient, meticulous, soft-spoken, he was so inobtrusive about his work that few of his fellow Archangels could be said to have known him, even before the outcasting of his Choir. The few who did know him knew that in addition to his other qualities, Azrael was above all kind -- one of the gentlest souls in the Seraphim Council.
He is also the angel of retribution in Islamic theology and Sikhism.

History:
Shortly after his creation, Azrael was assigned to study a phenomenon not well-understood by Heaven at that time: the disposition of human souls. The angels had long known that some human souls arrived in Heaven, and others did not. Reincarnation and oblivion had been offered as theories, but no one really knew where the "missing" souls were going . . . and the Seraphim Council intuited that following the Fall, this question might be very important. Azrael was given the Word of Death to carry out his duties (angelic Words were much less competitive and assigned with less deliberation in those days).

In his research, Azrael learned how to track human souls after death -- an accomplishment other angels have been unable to duplicate. He confirmed that reincarnation and disbandment both occurred, in some cases. He also discovered that many souls were anchoring themselves to the corporeal plane as ghosts, or to the ethereal plane as dream-shades. Some were drawn into the domains of ethereal spirits -- mostly pagan worshippers.

The greatest revelation was the fate of those humans who were weighed down by their selfishness. They were banished to a nether-realm on the celestial plane. At one time, this had been a bleak and empty place where the dead shuffled forever in miserable isolation. But then the Fallen arrived, and the place became known as Hell. The demons were torturing and sometimes destroying the damned souls confined there, and using them to supply Essence.

This revelation appalled Heaven. Azrael was elevated to the status of Archangel, and given the duty of making sure no souls were misdirected away from Heaven. He and his Servitors would gently separate ghosts and dream-shades from their anchors, retrieve pagan souls from ethereal domains, and prevent the demons from claiming any souls that didn't belong to them.

Azrael was extremely effective at his job. Angels of Death became the bane of pagan gods, and exorcised hundreds of ghosts that had been clinging to the corporeal plane. Azrael instructed his Servitors to also teach humans to accept Death; that it was merely a transition to their next state, and that if they lived their lives well, they had no need to fear it.

But Azrael also began a secret project. He could not accept that those souls damned to Hell must suffer for all eternity for mistakes they'd made in their too-short mortal existences. So the Archangel of Death began ministering to the damned, sneaking into Hell to locate human souls who might be converted to selflessness, and made worthy of Heaven.

Angels of Death were among the least involved with day-to-day mortal existence . . . they visited humans only at the end of their lives. So neither Azrael nor any of his Grigori Servitors were guilty of the crimes that got the rest of his Choir cast out of Heaven. Azrael had allies on the Seraphim Council, and might have been able to exempt himself had he fought the sentence. But one of the council members had already begun sniffing around his visits to the infernal realm, just as the Archangel of Death was achieving some success at liberating damned souls from Hell.

Most of the Host believed Azrael declined to appeal for special dispensation out of solidarity with his Choir. This was true -- but a more important reason was that Azrael wanted to continue his most important project, and deduced that he would have more freedom to do so as an Outcast. So he left Heaven . . . but never stopped serving God.

In the start of the seventeenth century he had found himself a vassal in the Georges clan. He had given the person who is to be his human host to have the power over death to make it easier for him to combat those of the supernatural origins during his possession of him.
They had been faithful to him and his cause up until the end of the late nineteenth century when his human host fell in love for a supernatural and had tainted his vassal blood line. Thus the intermarriage caused these supernatural to seal hisprospective human host at an early age. He had taken other human vassals since then until the birth of Fiona.

Izrael had observed Fiona since her birth because she had inherited his eyes and known that she is the one he's waiting for to redeem the Georges clan from their past insolence. He had been a constant visitor to Fiona's dreams before they had met personally. And when they've finally met he felt suddenly attached to the young witch he even gave her protection from angelic attacks being a supernatural.


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Name: Fredrick Black
Age: 19.
Date of Birth: September 18th.
Gender: Male
Species: Nephilim, half-demon and half-human.
Family:
Father: Belial, General over all of Lucifer's armies, a scientist, a strategist, and a warrior. From ages 15-18, Fredrick and his father battled in wits and combat abilities, the Nephilim overcoming his parent on three separate occasions, once by pure luck, another... also by pure luck, when he realized that he could twist souls.
Finally, by his efficiency and brilliance in combat, in a one-on-one, no-holds-barred, only-get-a-sword battle to the death.
He has also once hugged his father, who was required to make his son's life a living hell by his master.
Mother:
Eliza Black, a woman of Levite descent who taught Fredrick the ways of the Old Testament and his heritage. While Fredrick can remember little of her (Alnoel, an angel, killed her when he was seven), he has deified her in his mind and cannot find fault with her.
Half-brothers:
Villain: Villain was a project of Belial's to create Lessers that were just as powerful as Ancients, along with his brother Darkness. When Belial was incapacitated by a red warrior, the project was put on halt, with both Villain and Darkness half-finished. Villain absorbed Darkness and pushed the dumber demon deep into the recesses of his mind. With their combined powers, Villain created a form for himself and began hunting down the Angels' latest weapon in order to please a father who could only see him as another project. He failed.
Darkness: Darkness has a lot in common with Villain, the uncaring father and the hatred of Fredrick Black, who was AN ACCIDENT, yet still their father had only enough room in his soul for one son. Darkness was designed to be a brute, a dumb creature only good for overpowering foes. But he's good at what he does.
Rahab: Fredrick is descended largely from the Levite line but also from the last surviving line of the dead city of Jericho.

Story of his life so far:
Whoa. Longie. Okay, you already know the family issues, with every non-evil being in his family killed on his 7th birthday. Other scarring events in his childhood;
On his 4th birthday, three soldiers from his father's illegal bioweapons company (that had its own military, be scared now) burned down his house before his mom, the diplomat, killed them all, one with a knife, one with her pistol, and one she strangled with her bare hands.
On his eighth birthday, an old man who had taken the kid under his wing was killed while Fredrick was away, his blood scrawled in a message that, just in case the kid hadn't gotten the message yet, said this.
Those close to you will die.
His birthdays weren't all bad. On his ninth birthday, he came into contact with young supernaturals who were trying to protect monsters like Ogopogo and Bigfoot from other humans. On his tenth birthday, these friends of his were devoured alive by giant ants right before his eyes. His rage led him to discover one of his magical abilities, the creation and control of the flames of The Abyss, which are called abyssflames. He burned the ants to a crisp, also accidentally killing one of the members of the little band they had who wasn't quite dead. To this day he doesn't know that.
After that, he fled into the Amazon rainforest until he almost turned twelve. Then he found a pair of explorers who had been lost there for he didn't know how long and led them back to Texas.
It turned out he had been assumed dead at age seven and when he brought the explorers to the fuzz, the officer arrested him for truancy. He had the bad luck to run into the officer who had recently been promoted from alphabetizing the files of missing persons. On his twelfth birthday. He was put into a boarding school in Texas, where he managed to learn formal English (at the age of seven it was about as good as his Hebrew) and even graduate with a one hundred in English and also everything else, because he had focus, an attention span, and a memory beyond that of the other students, who were not enhanced-via-magic and therefore not as awesome as him. WEEP, nonmagical people aspiring to be just like Fredrick. He kept going until he was kidnapped on his 14th birthday by an assassin agency that recruited people by kidnapping them as children, putting them through training, and then brainwashing them. They'd tried brainwashing before training, but it turned out it actually hurt their overall combat performance. The training consisted of six months of torturing him until he could stay quiet and expressionless no matter what happened to him (details upon request). The next six months, they taught him the killing stuff, including martial arts, marksmanship, and the use of several models of guns. By combining these techniques with his infantile magical abilities, he was able to fight his way out. He was, however, grievously injured, and the facility was in the middle of a desert for just such an event as this escape.
He was found by a group of people who knew about magic, who nursed him back to health. They got off to a bad start when he tried to escape from them and disabled many of their officers. They made nice after that. These were the people he fought his father with, though not before all but him and David, Lina, Tyr, and Rache were devoured alive by giant ants. From this group, he learned that he had been assumed dead at age 14. Those pesky multiples of seven. I'm not going to get into all the details of the armies of giant ants, the Enhanced Humans (humans weaponized by being encased in abyssteel and put under mind-control, aka, humans with all the humanness taken out), the other experiments created by his father, all the father-son bonding they had while kindly trying to kill one another, and such, but they were awesome. I'm sure they'll come up if someone ever asks about his backstory, and then that will be awesome. After he finally beat his father, he went into... kind of a funk. No goal. No idea how to track down his mother's killer. Nothing.


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments ARSENAL
Fredrick Black carries a half-dozen hatchets and twice that many knives on him at all times, in sheathes that are embedded in his armor all throughout.
His gun:
A small pistol that he uses when he wants to be more discreet about not hitting people with lightning.
His armor:
His armor is regularly polished and completely black, very well cared for, as though it were a very treasured possession. It is made from abyssteel, a metal found in the 7th circle. It is equipped with buoyancy plates that slow down falls.
His skinning knife was given to him by his father when he was three, which Eliza put in a drawer, promising to give it to her son "when he turns umpteen." When he was fifteen, he revisited the burned-down house he'd once lived in and found it again. The knife triggered memories in his mind which his father had tried to block off and he remembered what his father looked like. He could put a face to the object of his hatred then.

His most important tool is undeniably Zayin, a sword that dates back to the time of King Solomon. Enchanted (which was kind of illegal) by his ancestors, likely through the help of demons, it has survived all these years as a family heirloom. He himself has more than doubled those enchantments, and now it can
a) Control the flow of magic through it with the assistance of its owner's willpower
b) burn the hand off of anyone who tried to grab it who is not a blood relative of Fredrick's
c) sustain any amount of punishment and never need sharpening or repairs (yes, like in every magic story with a sword ever. I get it.)
d) Redirect the flow of electricity through it
e) Not conduct heat to the handle.
Zayin is four feet of enchanted Hebrew death in Fredrick's hands.


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments PERSONALITY

Species generalities: According to Belial's notes, the Nephilim spell was invented by accident when an angel attempted the first healing spell on a crocodile and accidentally invented siposucus, the super croc, by sparking the crocodile's immune system and leading it to lay a few dozen eggs of superior crocodiles, smarter and stronger than their parent from the magic in their systems.
Then the Fall came. Demon magic was different from angel magic and what came out was a weaponized version of the species being "healed." Lucifer christened the term "Nephilim" from the Hebrew word for "giant," saying that "they will rise above the simpler beings and stamp down upon them." He insisted that they create a human/demon hybrid to wipe out Adam's sons. Belial was openly opposed, for the Nephilim were (personality here), and I quote, "a most cunning and cruel people, rejecting their parentage and joining together with the humans, who see them as gods and heroes. The Nephilim are what we demons can only pretend to be, and what's more, they hate their parents. These are weapons that turn around and cut into their owners, and we should only feel threatened by their capabilities."

Fredrick Black in particular, of course, is
a) Cunning
Fredrick Black is fully prepared to use and twist whoever he needs to to accomplish his goals. While he is fully capable of trickery, he generally uses intimidation and threats, as he believes that trickery is a coward's weapon. He has always been good at guessing the next move of his opponent in whatever game (or battle to the death) they were playing, for most people have very little ability as far as hiding their intentions go (at least to Fredrick's perceptive eyes).
b) Blunt
As I've said earlier, Fredrick views trickery and lies as a coward's weapon and prefers less subtle means. He will answer any direct question honestly and generally expand so that the question that one meant is answered, rather than just what one said. He does not hide his personal secrets, nor does he put them on display. He will answer questions if asked, all with his perfect picture of indifference.
He is also very used to delivering and receiving bad news.
c) Insane
While he does not allow it to show, he knows full well that he is completely insane. As a result of his half-demonic-ness, he has only one-half of a spirit (spirit is the part of your soul that allows you to have a relationship with The Almighty). This has resulted in his feeling of the same void in his soul that the Ancients feel. The Ancients had everything, and then they lost it. Fredrick Black was born with half a spirit, but the fact that he saw what he was missing out on was enough to open it up on him. Over time, he realized that activity, particularly violent activity, made the void, the loss, able to be ignored. This, naturally, resulted in a kind of addiction, and when not fighting he was in danger of losing to his demon side, which had a bloodlust that was only satisfied by the fight, and exterminating North America. Maybe the entire world, if he paced himself. So, yeah. Insane. Possibly suffering from PTSD. Definitely suffering from a burning desire for revenge that overwhelms almost all else. Is that a disorder?
d) Desire for separation
Whenever an enemy got under his skin, it was always by targeting one of the people he cared about. It was by killing those he loved that Lucifer tried to break him. Fredrick yearns for and is desperate for a way to stop caring.
e) Arrogance
Fredrick has had falls from pride before, when his leadership failed to face unconquerable odds (only happened once, now he sort of tackles unconquerable odds on a weekly basis). However, he has never lost a duel. Once, in a battle against a creature of unlimited energy that could not die, he reached his all-time low of a draw. With someone of his abilities, it is inevitable that a sense of superiority will develop. The problem? It's more well-founded than any human's sense of superiority, so you superior humans can't look down on him. BOOM!
f) Regret
Now, this one comes up in a lot of PTSD people.
What could I have done to same them?
For example, when he was seven, and he saw his mother being attacked, he knew he could have saved her. But he didn't try. The seven-year-old fear stopped him. And he's been cursing himself ever since. Likewise with the tenth birthday present. And that part where he was chasing his father and one of them had to sacrifice themselves so that the others could go on. Fredrick knew he should have stepped forward, that he had cheated death enough times now. But he couldn't. He didn't. And instead Mat did, and consequently his friend died. Oh, and that time his son died.
Ouch.
g) a son's love
Now, I think we've established his mother's death as the worst thing that happened in his early childhood. He loved his mother, and he could not accept that she was dead until he reached the age of twenty-one. She was his whole world, back in his simpler years.
But he also has a father. Not a perfect father (main-antagonist-in-your-life sort of father), but still an existent one. He's had short conversations with his father (before they battled to the death), slowly forgiving the horror that was Belial. At the end of their final battle to the death, Fredrick told Belial,
"I forgive you," just before he plunged Blacksblade, covered in hellfire, into his heart.
Now wasn't that the sweetest thing ever?
Naturally, Belial's reformed since then, but Lucifer was convinced that not even Belial's best efforts could capture or kill the Nephilim and abandoned the project to work on something else. And Fredrick has spoken once with his father since then, when finally, after 21 years, he embraced his father for the first time since he was three (and he hadn't fully understood what was going on, that first time). Deep inside, Fredrick Black loves his father, and nothing will change that.

Don't get me wrong, he can still kill you in ways you didn't even know were possible.

h) Hatred for humanity
"Why can't you be human? You once told me that one day you would have to choose, which means you can choose. You can completely destroy the demon in you, at least with Lina's help. Why don't you?" Mat asked.
Fredrick considered this for a moment. So Mat had seen through his lie. Last time, he'd told him it was because he didn't believe that they could win if he gave up his demon powers. Well, truth it was, then.
"Let's look back at all of our histories, all of our ancestries," Fredrick began.
"Is this going to be a long answer?" David asked.
"David is descended from the people of Africa, home of many once-great empires."
"It's going to be a long answer," Tyr told David.
"Slavery of the Africans didn't start with Rome or the Europeans. It started with the Egyptians and was carried on by other African states. The transatlantic slave trade was only possible because of the sale of Africans by other Africans. His legacy is a legacy of betrayal and selling one's fellow man."
"Wait a second-" David began, but Fredrick plowed ahead.
"Tyr and Rache are related to the British, Germans, Norse, and the majority of Americans by ancestry. Their exploitation and conquest of the world is still around today. Lina, your people stopped following the Almighty in the New Testament times. Mat's ancestors, the Seminoles, fled when the challenge became too great in the second and third Seminole wars."
"Didn't you only attend school for one year? How do you know all of this hist-" Rache began.
"My ancestors, the Sioux and Cheyenne, fought against the growing spread of the Americans, 'from sea to shining sea,' the most successfully of any native group. Why were they so successful? Because they became like their enemies. Horses. Guns. Scalpings. All of these were taken from the Spanish. We learned tactics and more efficient warfare, more efficient ways to kill, from the Americans. We could match up to the 'Great Father' for the longest time because we most closely matched up to him, there at the end. Do you see what all of them have in common, Mat?"
Mat shook his head.
"Your ancestors gave up their lands and much of their cultural values to salvage what power and strength they had. Tyr and Rache's ancestors demolished thousands of cultures, tribes, and nations, sacrificing their own humanity to increase their own power and global dominance. Lina's ancestors left their God to keep their traditions, to keep their power over the people. David's people gave up their fellow men to gain wealth and trade and power. My ancestors became more like the evil that they fought in order to fight them off. What they all have in common is giving up one thing that made them good, giving up something that kept them human, as you would say, in order to keep or gain more power. The truth is, Mat, I cannot decide if I want to be a demon or a human. I cannot decide which legacy I want to walk with. Because I cannot decide which one is worse."

i) Inferiority complex
Fredrick lives in the past. He sees all of his failures. His mother, his friends, most of the people he met in his early childhood, and numerous times when, through cowardly or treacherous means, someone did actually defeat him. He plays those events over and over again in his mind, telling himself exactly what he could have down time and time again.

Also, it's Fredrick's birthday today! Wish him happy birthday!


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Strengths/Weaknesses

Physically, there are few besides a minor chocolate allergy. However, his fighting style is largely dependent on his speed and superior abilities, as he only had a few months of formal training. His magic, and his union of magic with physical combat, is what let him get ahead in those fights. Without his magic, he's just a kid who's had a few sword lessons.
Powers: Fredrick's powers correspond with those that Belial personally placed in the abyss, the powers that he most retained when destroyed and therefore the powers in him that were most predominant in him when he made Fredrick. These include the creation and control of green lightning and the aforementioned abyssflames. You'll notice that Fredrick channels his power through his weapons, usually. That is because, despite the fact that he has not yet figured out how much power he has, he does have a limited maximum output due to the half-humanness of himself. Channeling his power through items helps to accomplish the same goal with less power. For example, he generally fires his green lightning or rolls abyssflame from the tip of Zayin, the magic sword. His problem is not a lack of power, but that it can burn his brain out if he uses too much at one time. This has nearly happened on a few occasions before, generally ending in him collapsing on the ground from the stress and requiring a recuperation period. So he is not without limits, though he would like us to think the inverse.


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Appearance

His left eye appears in a burning green shade. His right eye is deep brown. He is only half human, and this means that his mother's genes most molded his appearance. His eyes were a natural murky brown before the left one became burning green from his father's final blow in their third battle to the death. He cuts his hair very short, because something swinging around on your head is a huge liability in a fight. His left, murky brown eye is piercing (though not as much as the burning green one, which can see your soul) and inflamed with a hidden passion (for the death of enemies). He is 5' 11, has three scars visible (one across his left cheek, one down his neck, and one across the chin), and dozens that are concealed in his rather concealing clothing (covered in a black shirt, jacket, gloves, socks and military shoes, long pants, really all of him but his head. He covers his left eye with an eye patch when he goes out, because his left eye is an unnatural burning green). Over all of this, he wears full body armor all the time when he can help it.


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Relationships with other characters

Fredrick has only interacted with a few people, but those interactions were very memorable.

Sebastian
When Fredrick first encountered Seb, he threatened the demon for information and twisted his soul to emphasize his point. Clearly this was the beginning of a beautiful relationship, and the entire story. You are welcome.
The information he needed from Sebastian turned out to be a cold lead, so he then threatened the Possessor, which is what he calls Seb by, as it is his species, to find Tesir, his ultimate goal in this group and current rival.
Fredrick forced Sebastian to search for Tesir's signature magic in a way that only a roaming soul could. He achieved this by yanking him out of his host and killing said host.
Later, Seb returned in the dead host, along with Skyra and Sabine. In the resulting conflicts, Fredrick burned away Seb's host and trapped his soul in an energy box. When the confusion ended, Fredrick made him a new host, because of his awesomeness. Now they're on a team!

Sabine
Fredrick has paid very little attention to Sabine, referring to her as "the banshee" and only regarding her to question her use. As a bargaining chip, he nearly killed her to get Skyra talking, but then he gave her a cane sword. Because he's awesome.

Skyra
This one he's worried about. Not just because of her potential, but because he knows so little about her.
He knows more than most do. He knows the New Dimension's origins.
Created by the residual magic of the Resurrection, the magic in this dimension may be the only form of magic not born from Miraculous Energy presently. That makes it the most powerful magic accessible by creatures who are not the Almighty. Fredrick knows not the capabilities of this New Energy. As the only holder of it he's met, Fredrick does not know Skyra's capabilities. Could she beat him? Unlikely. But still he feels threatened.

Tesir
They're enemies.


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Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Excellent.

ACCEPTED


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Jasmine (jasminethetallirishflower) description A HELEN PRODUCTION.
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Part I


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||▣|Full Name|▣|| Hydrus Fackrell
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|▫Hydrus▫| is, in fact, a small constellation in the deep southern sky. It was first depicted on a celestial atlas by Johann Bayer in his 1603 Uranometria. The French explorer and astronomer Nicolas Louis de Lacaille charted the brighter stars and gave their Bayer designations in 1756. Its name means "male water snake", and it should not be confused with Hydra, a much larger constellation which represents a female water snake. It remains below the horizon for most northern hemisphere observers.
|▫Fackrell▫| despite its "English" appearance, this surname is pure French, and a genuine Huguenot refugee name of the late 17th Century. It is clear from the recordings that the original name holders fled the continent after the repeal by King Louis X1V of France of the Edict of Nantes in 1685 which protected the protestants. The name in its original spellings of Fouquerolles and Fouquesolles is recorded Heraldically in the Picardy region however the name itself is believed to be of early German origin, and to derive from "Folk" (people) plus "hard" (hardy) - The hardy people, the later surnames being forms of patronymic. The recordings in England do demonstrate the name development, these include Jean Fauquerell of London in 1730, Samuel Vackerel of Deptford in 1766. The first as "Fackrell" being one James Fackrell recorded on February 1st 1785 at St. Mary Whitechapel and again on November 20th 1791 at the church of St. Dunstans, Stepney. The change in spelling was probably "political" to avoid the stigma of a French "ivoking" name.

||▣|Age |▣|| He only looks to be in his mid thirties, but in truth he is four-hundred-and-seventy-three.
||▣|Date of Birth|▣|| November 16, 1540.
|▫Place of Birth▫| England, London City.
|▫ Astrological Sign/Zodiac Sign▫| Scorpio


||▣|Gender |▣|| Male
|▫Sexuality ▫| Heterosexual.
|▫Relationship Status ▫| Single – but he has no time for those types of affairs.

||▣|Species |▣|| Necromancer
A necromancer is a sorcerer who practices in necromancy. It is a discipline that allows its practitioners to harness the energy of the dead, manipulating it so that they can control darkness and shadows. Necromancy also involvs communication with the deceased – either by summoning their spiritas (spirit) an apparition or raising them bodily – for the purpose of divination, imparting the means to foretell future events or discover hidden knowledge.


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Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
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APPEARANCE:

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|▫Face ▫| Hydrus has a long, oddly angular face and a high forehead. His nose is very straight, and has a sharply curved chin. His cheekbones are very pronounced, and are considered “high”. His skin is an almost deathly white, as if he had never been out in the sun before. In a way, he is quite handsome.
|▫Hair ▫| Raven black and closely cropped to his head. If he lengthened it, you would be surprised to see that he has curly hair. But since it’s so short, you would never have guessed it.
|▫Eyes ▫| Hyrdus has icy blue eyes that are extremely intimidating. He has a steely, and cold stare that can easily creep people out.
|▫Weight & Height ▫| Hudrus is exactly six-foot tall, and is around 170 pounds.
|▫Body Type ▫| He is quite muscular (but is considered lean), and has a strong physical shape and holds a regal stance and presence.
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|▫Fashion Style ▫| Being a necromancer, and being a very depressing guy, Hydrus tends to wear black clothing, leather hoodie, simple rain coat, or his black battle armour. He wears simple leather armour underneath his casual clothes, but wears his black battle armour whenever in a war-battle.


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Stand by the grave as the dead whisper softly,
Open up and answer their call,
Catch myself as the power rushes out,
Pull myself back from edge, not so far to fall.
Unleash my power and push it through the ground,
Feel the night grow restless with magic so warm,
The wind blows my hair as the energy spills out,
Raising the dead, a psychic storm.
Feel the ground move beneath me,
Feel the corpse stir in it's grave,
Rise to the top as a swimmer that's drowning,
The earth giving it up as a necromancer's slave.

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PERSONALITY:

Once upon a time, Hydrus was a sharp-witted, loyal, clever, kind, and polite man. He was honourable – for a necromancer – and wouldn’t even dream of using his powers for evil. But that all quickly changed; now he is a psychopath, a man who will happily kill you once he’s finished toying or using you. He is cold, cruel, and has an obsession with destruction. It doesn’t matter who is his enemy, as long as he has one. Even though he ditched his other characteristics, Hydrus kept his cleverness - he likes to play mind-games, and likes to challenge and be challenged.

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• |▫ Mind Games▫|
• |▫ Plans▫|
• |▫ Killing, Murdering, Torturing – The Whole Works ▫|
• |▫ The Art of Necromancy▫|

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• |▫ Unintelligent Organisms▫|
• |▫ Being Bored, or Un-entertained▫|
• |▫ Long Speeches ▫|
• |▫ Everyone Who Doesn’t Believe the World Should Burn to the Ground▫|


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Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness. Guess what I picked.
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• |▫ Catch Me If You Can...▫| Fackrell is a slimy one. He is fast to think and move, and can easily disappear from sight. He only shows himself when he wants to be seen.
• |▫ Darkness is at my Very Fingertips...▫| Hyrdus is a very powerful necromancer. He can control shadows and can raise the dead as well as talk to them very easily. The dark arts are his very nature – as if it was in his very blood. Many argue that his drunkenness with the power is what made him who he is today.
• |▫ I’ll Fight, You’ll Die...▫| Proper combat is not his greatest strength – he normally uses his powers since it makes killing clean, sharp, and sweet – but it’s a strength all the same. He packs quick and powerful punch.
• |▫ What to Do, What to Do… ▫| Hydrus can create alternative ways to proceed, meaning that if he's faced with any given scenario, he can quickly spot the relevant patterns and issues. He thinks things through and examine them from all sides. He does not jump to conclusions, and he will rely only on solid evidence to make his decisions. He is able to change your mind, too.

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• |▫ Short Tempered...▫| It is easy to anger Hydrus, and will snap at you (or stab you – it depends, really). He is also very emotionally unstable, being able to laugh one moment to crying at the next. People believe these radical changes in his mood are because of his insanity.
• |▫ Recluse ▫| Hydrus doesn’t play well with others, even if those others are fellow villains too. He doesn't like being around people, therefore is recluse. It not that he has trust issues; it’s because he just doesn’t like anyone. He thinks interaction is boring.

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Now, why on earth would we ruin the surprise for you by telling you what he has up his sleeve? Oh no – that’s way too easy, and not at all fun.


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Jasmine (jasminethetallirishflower) Part II

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H I S T O R Y:

Before Hydrus changed to the side of evil, he was actually a nice man. Born in the 1540s, he was loyal, witty, and fair to those around him.

When he first started to practice in necromancy at the tender age of ten he enrolled to be taught by fellow necromancer named John Dee in Wales (Dee was also a magician, a alchemist, and believed in Hermeticism. They two got along, and Dee taught him many things. He saw potential in the boy, but soon he had to let Hydrus go because Dee became busy with Queen Elizabeth’s demands.

At the age of eighteen, he was back in London. To say he was bored was an understatement. But then, Hydrus joined a group called The Circle. The Circle was a secret band of five other necromancers, all around his age. They practiced the dark arts with each other, hearing the whispers of the deceased and creating shadows. But more importantly they helped each other grow stronger and stronger. The other necromancers in the Circle – Balthazar, Chet, Mortimer, Isabelle, and Abraham - believed the age of Death was near; an age where the necromancers ruled over humans and supernatural alike, and used them as slaves. Hydrus, even though he was considered the leader of the group, was unaware of these evil intentions. He only wanted to practice his art with some close friends, and that was all.

The other members needed Hydrus; he was the most powerful necromancer out of the lot of them – some may say he was the most powerful necromancer at that time. If they were to rule, they needed his magic behind them. So they were sneaky, and very careful; they never talked about their plans, and always held meetings in private. They thought that if they strung Hydrus long enough, they could use his power to their advantage. But there secret was not kept for long, because Hydrus found out. He should have stopped them – killed them – when he had the chance, but he couldn’t harm his friends. He fled out of the group, and fled out of the country. He went into hiding in Britney (France), hoping they would never find him.

Months later, there had been no word of the Circle. Just as Hydrus began to relax, there was a knock on the door. He opened it to find Isabelle, a member of the Circle. She begged Hydrus to forgive her – she claimed the Circle was out to kill her. She told him that after he left, she realized what they were doing was plain evil. Taking pity, he allowed her to stay. In truth; he had always had a soft spot for Isabelle. He thought she was stunningly beautiful, and was a soft creature. He wasn’t shocked to hear that it took her a long time to stand up to the Circle, since she was so quiet and fearful, like a deer. After two years, they got married. Soon, Isabelle was pregnant with his child. They were all happy, and without a care in the world.

Hydrus’ daughter, named Sophie, began to show signs of becoming a necromancer at the age of eleven. A little late, but it didn't matter. He was happy all the same. Just as he was about to enrol her with a necromancer, just as his parents did to him, the Circle once again sprung upon them. As it turned out, Isabelle had pretended to have left the Circle, and only married Hydrus and had his child to get closer to him. It was all a lie, and it was only a illusion of love. The Circle raided the house, and imprisoned Hydrus and Sophie (who stuck by her father, not her mother, and said she’d rather be in chains then to stand by traitors), and dragged them back to London. They threatened him, saying that if he didn’t meet their demands that they would kill his daughter. He complied.

There was a lot of bloodshed. Hydrus killed millions; all of them supernaturals who dared opposed the Circle. The Circle was becoming bigger and more powerful now that they had their little dog to do their dirty work. They just began to plan on moving to the humans, when something happened. Maybe it was the power that flowed in his veins, or maybe it was hearing his daughter’s endless screams due to torture, or maybe it was the amount of blood he had spilt – no one knows for certain what had happed. All we know is that something in Hydrus snapped and he turned on everyone.

The Circle were having a meeting, when the necromancer thundered into the room, blood soaked and a mad look in his eyes. A few moments prior, back in the dungeons where he and his daughter were held, he had killed the guards... and killed his own daughter. He killed his friends, he killed his ex-wife Isabelle, the guards that came pouring in the room - he killed everyone that came near him. He laughed while he took their lives.

Once everyone was dead, and all those you were in league with the Circle were eliminated – along with the Circle itself - Hydrus disappeared into the shadows, never to be seen again for the next three-hundred years.


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O T H E R:

||▣|Family |▣||

▪ : Sophie Fackrell
About: Sophie was Hydrus’ eleven (thirteen when she died) year old daughter. Her mother was Isabelle. When she was beginning to gain her necromancy, the Circle raided their home. When her father was contained in chains, they expected Sophie to join her mother – who betrayed her husband. But she told them she’d rather be in chains then be with a traitor, so the Circle (and her mother) locked her up and tortured her as a way to use Hydrus. When she was thirteen, she was killed by her own father.

▪ : Isabelle
About: Isabelle was a part of the Circle, and was a necromancer like Hydrus. She was described as a soft and shy creature. When Hydrus left, she was sent to find him. When she did, she told him that she left the Circle. He trusted her, and soon fell in love with her. They married, and had a child. When their child, Sophie, was just getting her magic, she signaled the Circle to attack. No one knows exactly why she left it so long to tell the Circle of their whereabouts. She died at the hands of her husband two years later.

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▪ : Balthazar, Chet, Mortimer and Abraham
About: Balthazar, Chet, Mortimer and Abraham were Hydrus’ friends. They became enemies when he realized that they planned on taking over the world – both supernatural and human. Mortimer was the one who would torture Sophie in order to make Hydrus kill. All were killed by Hydrus.

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|▫ History▫|
Breath of Life by Florence & the Machine
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Just A Thought by Michael Andrews
|▫ All Round Perfect Song ▫|
Blinding by Florence & the Machine

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And I started to hear it again
But this time it wasn't the end
And the room was so quiet, oh
And my heart is a hollow plain
For the devil to dance again
And the room was too quiet, oh

I was looking for a breath of life;
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang "no"...

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❝How would it feel when I rip your beating heart from your chest and make you watch every second before it stops?❞


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Melsaruss Gravendie Beltish Laopard
『 〓 』• Pronounced | Mel-sah-rush | | Grah-vend-eye | | Bell-tish | | Lay-oh-pard
• Melsaruss is taken from the past country name, Belaruss. It has no clear inclination to be of an origin other than that, but she will say otherwise. The name, as she will tell you, is derived from a royal family that has fallen off the map, and cannot be traced.
• Gravendie and Beltish have no derivation. They were simply the ramblings of a mad woman on the verge of losing consciousness. Of course, people took them into account to be names, and have thought them to be so for the longest time.
• Laopard is a fictional name created by her father. He had wanted the name to be different and special, to stand out in the crowd of bland names form some foreign country. This surname was only made a generation ago, and had it not be created, the surname for Melsaruss would be Glidden.






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❝I survive my insanity through careful planning of life and death. How long will you survive it?❞


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A: PPARITIONAL APPEARANCE
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|| ♛ || Melsaruss is tall, but not exactly well shaped. She stands at a height just above six feet, and weighs around a hundred thirty pounds. She prefers not to check on her weight, as it displeases her. She has a more coke bottled figure, with not much going on up top. Her shoulders aren't exactly narrow, but they aren't broad either. Her hips taper out to a wide berth, and she usually exaggerates all her hip movements. She isn't exactly flat as a board, but she isn't bursting with cleavage.

Her face is fox like in shape and orientation. Her lips pucker outward a bit, and are a deep shell pink. Not overly bright, but with more depth. Her skin is a light tan, but close to pale. Her irises look to be a pale golden color, but is actually a milky white tinted with the light spurs of hazel. They appear this way because of her lack of pupils, which in turn makes her blind.

Her voice is harsh to the ears when it wants to be, but sultry and seductive at the same time.


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❝The heart beats for the purpose of love. It stops beating when that love has been lost.❞


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Species: Lycanthrope
Lycanthrope are the cousin species to Werewolves. While they are similar, Lycanthropes do not fully become wolves. They adopt lupine features, and look closer to failed science experiments that to actual fantastical creatures. They do not have to follow a strict lunar cycle, but have one that is similar to those of Werewolves.

Gender: Female
Blood Type: B Positive
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Currently Alone
Age: Seventeen {17}
Class: Third Year
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: Leo
⊱ Born in Germany
⊱ Ethnical background includes German

Distinguished Marking(s):
• Some light scarring from doing what she does best



• Height: She hasn't totally been up to date with her checkups, but she knows that she's somewhere above six feet.
• Weight: Disclosing such information could cost a life




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Personality:

Trait 1: Grandiose View of Self
Trait 2: Apathy
Trait 3: Deceitful, but Veracious
Trait 4: Lack of Remorse
Trait 5: Manipulative

Crazy looks good on me
Melsaruss has always exhibited psychopathic behavior, even in her early years of life. The expectancy for her to truthfully go through with them were often disregarded. Wonder who got the last laugh in the end. Melsaruss made sure everyone knew who won, when she took out most of the village. Her behavior contributes greatly to everything around her, even if she doesn't see it. Which is often, as she cares for no one, but herself and her sister, who believes Melsaruss to be her mother.

Me? I'm Fabulous
Melsaruss is a vain little creature. She holds herself to high esteem, and doesn't take lightly to criticism of her excellence. She believes herself to be the smartest, most beautiful, and most powerful woman out there. This is considered to be a psychopathic trait, and she thinks otherwise. She believes that her sanity is intact, and that she isn't crazy. This trait is indeed commonly found in most psychopaths, but is rarely truly exhibited in the manner by which Melsaruss does. Although she is blind and has never seen her own face, she believes herself to be extremely gorgeous. This is only reinforced by compliments when she receives them.

I'm sorry, but I don't care
Melsaruss is apathetic. She cannot put herself in someone else's shoes before she kills them or does something equally as horrifying to them. It's a psychical inability, but she regards it as proper behavior. She believes that if she is to survive this world, she needs to look out only for herself and her younger sister. No one else truly matters to her. She can't begin to feel any emotion towards people in tough situations. This apathy that she shows is usually a tipping point to those around her.

Lies? No, no. Partial Truth
Melsaruss is both veracious and deceitful, so both a liar and teller of the truth. She tells a partial ind of truth that leaves you reeling, as well as telling truths in a sea of lies. It leaves people in a whirl of confusion, just where she wants them. There's usually no easy distinct between her bouts of truth and lying, but the one person she won't lie to is her sister. She doesn't feel that she should lie to child of six years, still full of innocence: she wants to break it herself.

I'm sorry that I'm not sorry. See the pattern yet?
Melsaruss, as most psychopaths don't, feels no remorse for anything she's done. What could keep someone else up at night doesn't worry her in the slightest. This aspect allows her to be the most cruel person to walk the face of the earth, caring for no one and thinking of the consequences never crosses her mind.

One, please. Maybe two?
Melsaruss is very manipulative. It doesn't matter how she does it, but she usually gets what she wants. Seduction is a route she often uses, seeing as she thinks she's the most attractive person in the world. Her span of manipulation also depends on the person she's manipulating. Be they male or female, most of her tactics specify to that individual. She doesn't have a baseline set strategy for any obstacles, but you can count on her to layer on the charm and manipulate her way through the situation.


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❝Maybe the crazy one is sitting in front of you.❞


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▪▪ ◞sᴋɪʟʟs & ᴀᴛᴛʀɪʙᴜᴛᴇs

❛ STRENGTHS ☇ ♛
• Torture
• Deception
• Further enhanced hearing, sight, and smell
• Speed
• Murdering creatively


❛ WEAKNESSES ☇ ♛
• Temptation
• Regaining self-control once she has lost it
• Loss of power
• Lack of vision
• Her younger sister, Melatire

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Background:

"Oh god, please no! Not my baby! Don't do it, Melsaruss! You won't be able to walk away from this!

Those were the final parting words from Melsaruss' mother. The simple sentences of warning of future sorrows didn't bother the then nineteen year old Melsaruss. The message never sank in the way her fingers clasped around her mother's throat and restricted all oxygen from entering her system. She in fact relished in the feel of a life being stamped out beneath her fingers, and more so the feel of her blood when she went back to be certain the mess was clean and done. The police had marked the primary cause of death to be strangulation, but made note of post-mortum torture.

The message didn't sink in when she took the axe to her father's neck. It took her several tries to get it just right, but eventually, she managed to severe his head from his body. She lingered on him the longest, chopping through bone. She took her time making him as many small pieces as possible, but was careful with the lungs, as she was with the rest of her family. The police left no official report of where the remainder of the body was found, but left it simply as No body recovered.

Her brother was another story. She was gentle with him, which was unexpected for those who had read the full reports. She drowned him in their bathtub, knocking him out before placing him there. When awoke to being submerged in water, she held him under until his lungs gave way. When she removed his lungs, she made sure to beat the water out. The gentleness she exhibited was unlike her, and the officers were baffled.

What baffled them most was taking her newborn sister. The act alone was great enough for her to be seen as not entirely psychopathic.

Taking her sister was the best thing she could have ever done for herself.

Mama, how much longer?
Melsaruss was born with the defect of lost sight. She didn't have pupils, which went unnoticed for the first few months of life. Her parents had assumed that the girl was simply taking her time to develop. This contributed to a number of influences in her life.



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❝Back to the street
Down to our feet
Losing the feeling of feeling unique
Do you know what I mean?❞

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✞ Full Name: Chazaqiel
✞ Nickname(s): Chaz
✞ Species: Archangel (Angel)
✞ Gender: No true gender in his true form, but he is currently occupying a male vessel and therefore identifies as male.
✞ Religion: Christian
✞ Sexuality: Typically asexual, but after being on Earth for awhile he's identified as heterosexual.
✞ Age: 4,320 years old, but appears to be in his mid-twenties.

▪ DOB (Date of birth): He was created on August 28th
▪ Astrological Sign: Virgo


A P P E A R A N C E:
✞Face Claim: Andrew Garfield

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Hair:

Chaz really loves his hair. He thinks it's his most redeeming quality, and probably the only reason he chose the vessel he's inhabiting. It's a charming hazel color, the roots a slightly darker coffee color. It requires little to no styling, and poofs upwards. It has a lot of volume, and more than once have his angel friends asked if they could run their hands through it. Speaking of which, that's also a bad habit for Chaz. He likes to play with his hair; if his hands aren't occupied, he'll often be seen running them through his hair or just toying with the ends.

Eyes:

His eyes are fairly pretty, but then again, aren't everyones? They match his hair with vigor, being a chocolatey shade. They're very warm and welcoming, even if he's in a bad mood it's hard for him to come off as upset because of how calm they tend to be. There's a ring of whiskey colored-gold around the pupil, alas, it's not very noticeable unless the sun catches on his eyes just right.


Height:

Chazaqiel stands at 5'10, which is pretty average for a guy. However, with his long and skinny figure he always seems a tad bit taller than he actually is. Not to mention his hair also adds about five inches to his height.

Weight:

When it comes down to weight, Chaz is a whip of a thing. He's extremely skinny, weighing at about one-hundred thirty pounds. This doesn't exactly help him out that much in life, but, like all other things, he doesn't care. He has an extremely high metabolism, resulting in the allowance of eating junk food all day, the only consequences being cavities and bad overall health. But it doesn't show. With his size it does give him the chance to be a great runner and a very lithe little thing, which Chaz has of course taken. He uses his size to his advantage all the time.

Significant Objects:

Chaz, like all other angels, it equipped with an angel blade. He also wears a blue ring on his left hand. On it are various designs of clouds and the sky, but it changes. The ring displays a simple image of the weather that will occur three hours ahead of schedule. It's not detailed or anything; simply three clouds colored accordingly (white for a sunny or foggy day, gray for a rainy day) and a sky, also colored according to weather. Small raindrops may also appear.




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❝This is how an angel dies
I blame it on my own sick pride
Blame it on my A.D.D. baby.❞

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P E R S O N A L I T Y:

Chaz is a bit unique for an angel, as some may say, but he remains loyal, and therefore remains well-loved by his fellow warriors of Heaven. It's obvious that Chaz is really fucking cool, probably the coolest thing since fluffer nutter. He doesn't let his friends forget it, either.
Charged at a young age with interacting with humans, lots of them have rubbed off onto Chaz, giving him a far more vibrant personality than most angels. He more of a comedy type figure, and loves to make jokes and tease others. He has a charming smile that appears at least fifty times a day.
However, one must not forget that Chaz is an archangel. These creatures have the tenancy to be very dark and morbid species of angel, and Chaz doesn't let down on that aspect. He knows he has responsibilities, and takes those up firsthand, and won't let anyone or anything get in the way. He's considered one of the most loyal angels, as he has fought against Lucifer multiple times and has been very brave in battle, nor has he every disobeyed any orders from higher ups. This makes him rather dangerous, as he's killed humans that he's grown very close with on command of someone else. He does have a spark in him that, with the right fuel, could be set ablaze with rebellion. Chaz has been told by other fallen angels that he has the making for a great follower of Lucifer.

✞ Likes:
❖ |☆ Animals ☆| Chaz would never admit, but he's pretty sure he might like animals more than humans, or at least in a measure of how fun they are to hang around. Over his time on Earth most of the occupations he's learned involved animals, and if he's missing, he's probably over petting a dog or something. Hell, he even stole a Hellhound from a demon because he got attached to it.
❖ |☆ Meteorology ☆| Chazaqiel actually means, "cloud of God", and he was the angel that educated man about astronomy and weather. He has a passion for it, and makes sure to carry around at least ten telescopes with him at all times. He knows everything about it, and you could ask him any question and he'd answer it correct. It makes him sad, however, how much light pollution there is. At night rather than studying or watching over a select human, he'll be outside looking at the stars.
❖ |☆ Humans ☆| Like every angel, the love of humans has practically been hammered into Chaz. He enjoys observing them and talking to them, and since he's been instilled to work with the hunters, he's been allowed to ask more intimate questions without seeming weird. Chaz also got the opportunity to experience a lot of historical landmarks whilst occupying a vessel. He was there during the colonization of America for the most part, which was a rather dark time of his life. Chaz also listened to the first MLK speech, and was charged with witnessing JFK's assassination. His favorite time, however, was watching the Eiffel Tower be opened to the public. Overall, he finds humans extremely endearing creatures, and has almost considered being in a relationship with one, although that is extremely against angel code.

✞ Dislikes:
❖ |☆ Rebellious Angels ☆| It's one of Chaz's jobs to take care of these little shits, so he's developed quite a disinterest in them. He doesn't even comprehend why angels would rebel in the first place, he personally thinks everything is running smoothly. He can easily loose his temper around them, and even one comment can set him off.
❖ |☆ Sloths ☆| Hot damn does Chaz hate sloths. He personally has no idea why they even exist. I mean, they don't do anything, right? Nothing at all. So why have them? He currently also dislikes pandas as well, and often asks higher-ranking angels if he can have permission to terminate these useless species.
❖ |☆ Haters ☆| No, not people who hate himself. Just people who hate, period. He doesn't enjoy being around negative vibes, so as long as you're a positive person, he'll love you. Chaz tries to avoid judgement as well, and puts himself in others shoes often.



✞ Weapons:

❖ |☠ Angel Blade ☠|

This is pretty much all Chaz has on him at all times, and he's pretty darn skilled with it. He's one of the best blade wielders out there after training in some foreign country for a few centuries. He must admit, humans are great with swords.

❖ |☠ Hell Hound ☠|

Like mentioned above, Chaz has had an interest in animals for quite some time. Whilst taking care of a few demons, he came across a rather young hell hound, of which he named Farley and kept for himself. A few angels find it rather weird that he's taken to a creature of Hell, but the two have a special bond. Farley himself has taken on the form of a blood hound while around humans, but in battle he can take on his true visage.

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❝ Off in the distance, there is resistance
Bubbling up and festering
Hey Mr Motion, make me a potion
Shake it all up with your mystery. ❞

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† Power(s):

❖ |☢ Possession ☢|

Chaz, to physically interact on Earth, needs a vessel, and must bear their consent. It is a rather simple act, and although the human in question cannot die while being possessed, they can still be very much harmed.

❖ |☢ Teleportation ☢|

He can be anywhere at a thought, so long as the place isn't sigil-protected, or as long as Chaz himself is hampered in some way.

❖ |☢ Telekinesis ☢|

Chaz can move objects and most people with his mind.

❖ |☢ Immortality ☢|

As an angel, Chaz can never grow old, get sick, and can not be harmed by human conventional weapons.

❖ |☢ Invulnerability ☢|

Like most angels, Chaz can not be harmed by weapons that would be fatal to humans and other supernatural beings like demons and monsters, but can only be harmed by weapons and objects that can harm angels. Such as an angels' sword, hold fire, Enochian magic, and Archangels.


✘ Statistics:

Stealth: 10/10
Strength: 10/10
Charisma: 4/10
Luck: 3/10
Agility: 10/10
Speed: 10/10
Endurance: 10/10

❤ Favorites:

Food: He has an affinity for apple juice.
Color: Purple
Outfit: Chaz hasn't changed clothes since his vessel last has, and he sports a washed out blue t-shirt, a dark blue hoodie, a green zip-up jacket, and jeans.
Passtime: Watching the stars and skies.
Literary Genre: Biographies
Items: Blade
Animal: Dogs and goats
Music: Alternative
Plant: Lilacs

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❝ “He was like a drowning person, flailing, reaching for anything that might save him. His life was an urgent, desperate struggle to justify his life.” ❞
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Age: 17 years old physically, actual age unknown

Species: Angel

Grade: 12

Appearance: (view spoiler)
Height: Relatively tall at 5'10"
Weight: Slim, 135 pounds

Personality: Addie is very shy around generally everyone. Despite her delicate features, she's tough in a fight. Addie rarely offers ideas, and she's easily outspoken. Kind to friends, Addie is ruthless to her enemies, so stay on her good side. She's very intelligent but displays a very apparent lack of common sense. Addie is loyal but definitely not naive. Try to deceive her and die an early death.

History: Obviously Addie was created by God, as all angels are. She was sent down to Earth to hunt down demons. Searching Earth for a suitable vessel was not easy. She wanted a stereotypical, beautiful vessel...someone disposable. One day, as she sat in a library spying on a demon, a letter fluttered down from the ceiling. Puzzled, she snatched it out of the air and tore it open. A Supernatural Academy that apparently claimed she was a witch. She snorted, insulted, and prepared to destroy the letter via some form of unnecessary torture, when she realized that masquerading among supernaturals as a witch could possibly allow her the opportunity to hunt down some demons in hiding, and they would never know she was an angel. It was a perfect opportunity to rise through the ranks. Sometimes, it really didn't hurt to lie, right? She convinced herself it was for the good of all angels, but knew it was in her best interest to disguise as a witch and possibly befriend some unsuspecting demons.
Family:
Nobody, except for her best angel friend, and mentor in the angelic ways...presenting...

Alyssa:

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Alyssa is patient and calm. She is very wise, and is ranked as an archangel. Older than Addie by several hundred years, Alyssa occasionally joins Addie for a nice chat on Earth, and coaches her on demon tracking techniques.

Crush/Relationship: Nobody yet, but Addie is a real flirt. She is always on the lookout for cute boys. As of yet, she's never really fallen in love, but developed a few crushes, none of which ended well.

Powers:
Note: These are just standard angelic powers.

External Powers:
*Reality Warping( Downside- not permanent, a useful escape maneuveur)
*Telekinesis (Downside- she can only move non-animate objects, and is not adept with this ability)

Internal Powers:
*Telepathy (Downside- Thoughts can be concealed from her telepathy)
*Photographic Memory- (Downside- Memories can be extracted)

Weaknesses:

Lucifer's Cage-
-currently unavailable, in use
Enochian Sigils-
-allows escape from angel detection
Hex Bags-
-same thing as Enochian sigils
Blood Seal-
-If a person places his or her hand upon this blood seal that is placed upon a solid surface then all angels in the immediate area will be banished away.

Other: Adalicia carries an angel sword, a rare angelic weapon passed down through her family, used in the angel civil war.


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message 49: by Kendra (last edited Nov 04, 2013 02:45PM) (new)

Kendra (madamejade) | 1693 comments Redo of Tesir:
Name: Tesir, known by some as Colo.
Age: Roughly older than time.
Family: His fellow Ancients
Species: Ancient Demon
History: Colo was a dancer to Lucifer's music. He would spend his days worshiping the Almighty until about 6,000 to 8,000 years ago, when Lucifer came to him and used his silver tongue to persuade Colo to join a large group. Lucifer was trying to prove to their Father that the baby of the family (man) did not deserve all the special treatment he was getting.
In the process they were all cast from Heaven. Colo learned to hate Lucifer as the Ancients all went mad with loss. While Lucifer managed to redirect most of the blame to the Almighty, Colo never forgave his older brother. But it was too late. He was Tesir then. A demon. Beyond his Father's love. He took the first chance he could get and broke off from the demons, faking his own death. He lived in peace for awhile, trying to come to grips with his loss, before he finally snapped and needed a distraction. He began preying on Supernaturals and stealing their powers. After a few thousand years of this, the Resurrection came. An explosion of New Energy enveloped the earth, and Tesir felt shaken to his bones. Over the next 80 years, Revelation was written, and Tesir knew that he was doomed. Unless... he found an escape. A New World outside of the Revelation. And that's when he went after Skyra.

APPEARANCE
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Tesir is clad in golden armor, golden chain mail, and a golden helmet. Under that you'll find a golden tunic. His eyes are also golden, though of a slightly darker hue that his golden flesh. His boots leave a spiked impression on the earth, as though they were weaponized kleets. They are.

If you remove said armor, you'll notice that Tesir has six wings. There's one on each shoulder, which clearly cannot fly but are in prime position for covering his eyes. He has two wings angled upwards on his upper back that are designed for flight, along with the wings on his lower back, angled down.

PERSONALITY

Tesir is mildly insane. Did I say mildly? I meant very. He hates betrayal. The worst moments of his life were when he perceived betrayal from his Father and was betrayed by his brother, Lucifer. He has a hatred for the baby of the family, man, who has turned away from their father time and time again but, unlike the demons, is always welcome to return. He denies the fact that his Father ever loved him or that He still does, even though he secretly longs for that to be proven. He has lost most brotherly feelings for his fellow Ancients, having grown distant from the angels and hateful of his fellow demons. He yearns constantly for freedom, while secretly knowing that it will never be enough. While he does not plan to take over the New Dimension now, eventually, he knows, the desire to do so will become too great.

POWERS
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Tesir is a master of manipulating energy. He has not learned many of the spells that other demons use, having abandoned the demons before such spells were discovered, and relies on transforming the energy for certain purposes. While he can use his bolts to instill drowsiness, paralyze opponents, and wrap around objects, he cannot possess without the aid of runes. He gets around this through brainwashing, a skill that he is exceptionally adept at, but it also requires runes, though less powerful. He keeps a collection of brainwashing runes at all times. They are engraved on stones, pebbles, tablets of solid gold, that sort of thing. He rarely inhabits his form, preferring to travel as a soul, a mass of pure thought. He has, a few times, attempted possession without runes, but it has always ended badly for the host and himself. While he can extend himself over large areas, listening to many people's thoughts at a time, he cannot exist in two places at once. The only demon who ever did that developed APD to the point where he/they killed each other/himself.


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Every вιт! dιvιdιɴɢ lιɴeѕ, pнoтoѕ, wrιтιɴɢ αɴd тeмplαтe.

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♔ι'м oɴly oɴe oғ α ĸιɴd,
α lover ɢιrl ɢoɴe вlιɴd. ♚


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░║ムZURE¦ ÐESIRAE¦ ℱULLER
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ɴιcĸɴαмeѕ:
ℱirst name➽ Az| Azzy|
ℳiddle name➽ Des| Desi|

ム general nickname would be AD though most would just call her Azure.

~Åzure~
||A(h)| zz| yur||


♕Azure as a girl's name is pronounced AH-zhure. It is of Spanish origin, and the meaning of Azure is "sky blue". The color, from "azul", used as a given name.
♕Azure is a color that is commonly compared to the color of the sky on a clear summer's day. Its dominant wavelength is about 488 nm.
On the RGB color wheel, "azure" (color #007FFF) is defined as the color at 210 degrees, i.e., the hue halfway between blue and cyan. Its complementary color is orange.
In the X11 color system which became a standard for early web colors, azure is depicted as a pale cyan color.
Azure also describes the color of the mineral azurite, both in its natural form and as a pigment in various paint formulations. In order to preserve its deep color, azurite was ground coarsely. Fine-ground azurite produces a lighter, washed-out color. Traditionally, the pigment was considered unstable in oil paints, and was sometimes isolated from other colors and not mixed. Modern investigation of old paintings, however, shows that the pigment is very stable unless exposed to sulfur fumes.
In Russian, "голубой" (goluboj, azure or cyan) and "синий" (sinij, blue or navy blue) are not two shades of the same color, but distinguished in the way red and pink are distinct colors in English. A similar distinction exists between "azzurro" (azure, but used to indicate various shades of light blue) and "blu" (blue) in Italian and "ฟ้า (fah, sky blue) and น้ำเงิน (nam ngoen, blue) in Thai.
~Ðesirae~
||De(h)| zir| ay||


♕Desirae or Desirée is a female given name. It is an anglicization of the French name Désirée meaning desired. The Puritans used the name Desire as a given name for females.

♕Desirae as a girl's name is a variant of Desiree (French), and the meaning of Desirae is "much desired".

~ℱuller~
||Fu(h)| llu(h)r||

♕Fuller is a surname referring to someone who treats wool with the process called Fulling (a process also known as walking—or waulking in Scotland—and tucking, hence the names Walker and Tucker)


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вσяη ιη
The room belonging to her family in the palace of the dragons.

ѕpecιeѕ
➽ Just another dragon.

zodιαc░ ♋Cancer♋
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̅g̅̅є̅̅η̅̅∂̅̅є̅̅я̅̅░ ♀Female ♀
ѕєχυa ℓιtу:░ Heterosexual.
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