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 Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 6:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 6:46 pm
Name: Corey Michael Johnson.
Age: Eighteen.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Bisexual, leaning towards gay.
Personality: Corey is impulsive. He doesn't exactly stop to think about his actions or what he says before saying or doing them. He tries to be tough and manly, acting like he doesn't care about anything, when in reality he does care, and he occasionally will show a softer side of him—though, it's more rarely than occasionally. Corey hardly opens up to people; all they see is a guy who likes to joke around, but is strong and courageous and will fight for what he believes is right.
History: Corey and his brother, Jacob, lived together with their parents. Lived being the key word—as in, past tense. He had a pretty solid life. He had decent grades, a loving family, and he was very good at sports. He was the football star, the boxer, the mechanic. Corey was one of the popular guys—and the fact that he hid his sexual orientation helped him out a lot. He tried dating girls, but none of them really seemed to spark his interest. Still, he enjoyed his life, and got through high school all right. Unfortunately, that all ended after the storm of 2012, which took down the trees in his yard. Corey was at school when the storm began, and it had gotten bad enough that they couldn't even go home; they had to stay sheltered in the school. Jacob had stayed home sick that day, and his parents both had the day off. The storm lasted the whole day, and when it finally cleared, they were allowed to leave. Corey drove home, only to see that two trees had toppled over—right on top of the house. There were already fire trucks and ambulances there, trying to locate Jacob and the parents. Corey was not allowed to help dig them out. When the bodies were dug out, they were covered in blood, crushed and already dead. Corey was devastated, though he didn't show it. Being himself, nobody had seen him shed a single tear for them. He insisted that he was fine, but he wasn't.
Corey eventually discovered Angels roaming about; at first he had thought they were regular humans, but after watching them get into a fight with another human—a Demon—he realized that Angels and Demons did exist, and they had brought the storm that had killed his family. Of course, Corey's first thought was allowing them to kill each other off. But, once he received more information regarding the war, and after seeing the compassion the Angels had shown to him, he joined their side, even though in reality, what he was fighting for was for humanity, and to save the world from its end.
After about a month of fighting with the Angels, and after befriending one Angel in particular, he was given the power to move things with his mind—telekinesis.
Likes: Pie, dogs, cars, living, men, music, food.
Dislikes: The idea of the end of the world, cats, snakes, heights, airplanes, studying, Demons, vegetables.
Side: Humanity. That's what Corey would say, at least. There are a few Angels that he likes enough to side with, however.
Weapon: Knives, a handgun, telekinesis.
Other: Corey owns a nice and polished black Crown Victoria. Destroy it, and he'll destroy you.
Song: Not Afraid - Eminem
Appearance: I am against picketing. I just dunno how to show it.
User name: itendedalreadyName: Devon.
Race: Angel.
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Vessel: Male; Benjamin Miller
Rank: Lieutenant
Likes: Hamburgers, animals, rain.
Dislikes: Cell phones (he can't figure out how to use them), losing, soda.
Personality: Devon is a bit distant. He isn't exactly the type to speak out—in fact, he most likely won't speak unless he's being spoken to, or unless he really, really needs to catch someone's attention. He's very quiet, and is smart, as in he has a lot of common sense as well as some book smarts, even though he hasn't ever read a text book before. However, he knows next to nothing about modern-day technology and whatnot, being an Angel who has had little experience on Earth. Sometimes he can be an awkward person, and can make situations awkward.
Other: Devon doesn't carry any weapons, and there isn't anything particularly noteworthy about his history. However, being on Earth for the small amount of time that he's had has opened his eyes. He's seen how much pain is on this Earth, and he thinks that if the world does end, and the Angels win, then all those who have suffered will find peace in the paradise that would soon come. If anything, however, he has been much more compassionate to humans than other Angels have, to the point where others might suspect him to aid and save humans more so than his own brethren.
Song: Take it All Away – Red
Appearance: It is over now, just innocence and instinct still remain.
User name: itendedalreadyName: Ivy.
Race: Demon
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Vessel: Female ; Lorraine Parker.
Rank: Lieutenant.
Likes: Apples, watching others suffer, hot temperatures.
Dislikes: Snow, fatty foods, slimy things, bugs.
Personality: Ivy is cold, cruel, and willing to do whatever she needs to in order to get what she wants. She is sadistic, and incredibly selfish, caring about only her own needs. Ivy is resourceful, and rebellious, and she takes orders from nobody.
Other: Ivy carries around a knife.
Song: Night of the Hunter – 30 Seconds to Mars
Appearance: Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark.
User name: itendedalready
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 12:20 pm
Name: Kaalia Vast
Age: Twenty-three
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight. Possibly even asexual.
Personality: Kaalia is cruel and quick to judge both friend and enemy. She never forgives, and never forgets. As a result, she doesn't have many friends, but her quick wits and silver tongue has gained her many allies. Never, ever, for your own sake, piss her off.
History: She grew up in an abusive household - a drunken father and an uncaring mother that couldn't even defend herself, much less her daughter. Her childhood saw much blood and broken bones, and even as a child she knew the meaning of hatred.
One day, however, the truth was revealed to her. Once, when her father thought he was alone, she watched in horror as he shed his human skin and revealed himself to be a black beast with seven horns and a huge, gaping mouth with sinister fangs.
Her father was a demon, hiding in a mortal body to avoid detection by priests and exorcists. That night, she watched him eat her mother alive. She would've been devoured as well, if she hadn't turned and ran. She'll never forget his ugly, ugly true face though. And she has sworn vengeance upon it - in whatever way she can.
Likes: She enjoys books, fire, and spilling blood. She is a violent creature.
Dislikes: She fears failure and hates weakness. You will never see her be vulnerable, and she also never drinks, preferring to keep her wits about her.
Side: Currently, she is neutral. She isn't aware of the deep potential and power she carries, but she will soon. And hopefully, before then, one side can convince her to join them. Before she uses her powers to blow everything to hell.
Weapon: She had been given a staff a long time ago by a very old woman she had met on the streets, selling interesting, curious wares. Kaalia had had no money, but the woman insisted she take it. It is made of out black, scarred wood, but is heavy and strong enough to bash a skull in. Kaalia uses it to defend herself, and has become quite adept at it.
Her unconscious powers, however, are something else entirely. Once they are awakened, her mental powers will be so profound that she will be able to summon and control any angel or demon alive, calling them to her side and forcing them to fight - whether they want to or not. She will be the turning point in any war between them.
Other: Kaalia's true form as either the Anti-Christ or Earth's savior has yet to awaken. However, when it does, it will look like this.
Song: Riot ~ Three Days Grace
Appearance:"I'll have my revenge if I have to call on every force from above and below."
User name: LovetoCauseMayhemName: He is known simply as the Dread Cacodemon.
Race: Demon
Sexuality: Demons have sex with whatever appeals to them. He has no sexuality.
Vessel: His vessel is a male that goes by Amon.
Rank: He is one of the leaders of the demons, having lived on earth for years, searching for the one pathetic little human that would be able to stop his plans. Once, years ago, he thought he had found her, and set out to devour her. However, before he could, she fled. Having sired a human girl while he was on earth, he has no doubt that the girl is the one and ever since, he has spent the rest of his time trying to find her again. But she is a tricky rat to catch. Before the war is unleashed upon the humans, that girl must be found and annihilated.
Likes: Fear, blood, and coffee. He consumes the negative emotions of the humans around him, not just the humans themselves.
Dislikes: Peace, sunlight, and churches, though his human form gives him the ability to at least withstand them.
Personality: The Cacodemon is a beast, quick to anger and quick to consume all who oppose him. But at the same time, he is clever and sinister, manipulating those around him for his own goals. His people worship him.
Other: How ironic, to sire the very thing that could potentially be his downfall. She will be very tasty when he finds her.
Appearance:"What pathetic little things, humans. Their world will know the meaning of desecration."
User name: LovetoCauseMayhemName: In Heaven, she is simply known as the Aegis Angel.
Race: Angel
Sexuality: Her loyalty lies only to her Lord. She has no sexuality.
Vessel: She is currently housed in a female known as Iona.
Rank: She is not the highest ranking, but she is a Colonel.
Likes: The Aegis Angel is a protector, built for one purpose only: to find the True Being. She enjoys sunshine, tea, and peace and quiet.
Dislikes: For years, she has been searching for the True Being - the one that would save them all. What if they have already died? What if the True Being will not awaken in time to save them? She is afraid of failing her duty - the reason why she was born. If she cannot do what she needs to... why does she exist?
Personality: The Aegis Angel is a simple creature. She is stoic, but kind. Her life is all about work and to-do lists. She is highly organized, and a bit socially awkward. As a result, she simply searches. It's the only thing she really knows how to do.
Other: When she finds the True Being, she will guard him or her with her life. That was the reason her Lord gave her life.
Appearance: "I will not give up. Even if my wings have been torn from my back, even if all hope seems lost, I will never give up!"
User name: LovetoCauseMayhem
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 7:23 pm
Name: Lyrucaea
Race: Angel
Sexuality: She doesn’t know. She doesn’t really understand the concept of sexual love.
Vessel: Female; Matilda Grey
Rank: She is a mercenary of sorts – she doesn’t hold any true rank, because they use her for operations that aren’t quite…quite.
Likes: She likes having her own space, which she usually does. She likes having an assignment; it makes her feel useful. Everything around her needs to be orderly – having things messy pisses her off.
Dislikes: Messy things. She has to understand things and have them be neat and ordered. For the most part, she doesn’t like other people. She also has a thing about vermin; mice, rats, bugs. Whatever. They're gross.
Personality: Lyrucaea is a bitter young Angel. She feels hated and alone because of what she is – because she often is hated and alone because of what she is – and so she’s taken to rejecting others before they can reject her. She is patient, cold, and thorough; she’s here for the fight, not for the people. Because she’s afraid to have people turn on her, she keeps her distance, but she’s better to have as an ally than an enemy.
Other: Lyrucaea is a Poison Angel. Her actual wings are white, but they’re constantly coated in a multicoloured, oozing slime that’s so thick you can’t see through it to the wings beneath. This slime is so toxic that just a little means destruction – so no wonder no one wants to touch her. Her actual body is also laced over with this toxic sludge, as can be seen in her picture below. Because of this, she doesn’t wear clothing or armour – the poison would simply eat through. But that’s okay; she can manipulate the poison her body creates to the point that she’s basically made clothes (of a sort) out of it for herself. At any rate, it covers what it has to: she’s decent. She also carries a massive battleaxe, its edge coated in her poison, when she’s fighting a ‘real’ fight rather than a ‘special’ fight.
Song: Fallen Angel – Paul Oakenfold remix
Appearance: You think you know pain. You don’t. Let me teach you.
This is her vessel.
User name: SilentShadowDreamer
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