Post by "Chaos" Chaotica Angelous on Nov 20, 2007 16:52:01 GMT -5
Name: Angelous Destructive
Age: 3600 a.k.a 3 millennium and 6 centuries
Gender: Male
Race: Fallen Archangel
Abstract: Angelous stands at 6’2” with a muscular physic with his hair falling in bangs over his face. Angelous is a fallen archangel who is at war with heaven itself over the woman he loves. His main goal is heaven’s destruction along with his and he would prefer his to come first. He carries a very focused view on things and since loosing the woman he loves he has entered into a lost frame of mind in which he continues to feel depressed and withdrawn and has slipped and fallen down into homicidal mania just to silence the noise around him. His powers, abilities and other such skills fall into random fields yet he focuses them all into his homicidal mania.
He carries scars covering his body from the shoulders down as a testament to what he has been through and how hard he has caused his life to be throughout the deaths of those around him.
Physical Description: He stands at 6’2” and his body appears to carry a faint glow at all times. He has a wingspan of 10’6” and his muscles always appear corded as if he is about to spring on the person he is addressing. He has eyes that contain four rings of different colors and his pupils are in the shape of an ever spinning and flipping diamond. (Moving from outer ring to inner) the first ring of his eyes is colored red, the second gold, the third blue, and the fourth forest green. His pupils are on a never-ending shift through a spectrum of passionate emerald colors.
He carries scars ranging from bullets to swords covering his body from the shoulders down. His wings appear worn and have lost the heavenly glow since his fall from heaven. However they're not normally seen unless he chooses to release them from within his body. His face is normally cast in a tight-lipped expression and his jet-black hair hangs down casting criss-cross shadows across it. He is dressed in a long black sweeping trench coat with a hooded sweatshirt beneath it. He wears black gloves constantly and his jeans always appear well worn and stretched across his legs with different gashes and cuts that you can see have been self repaired with whatever he could find.
On his feet he wears a pair of high-laced black combat boots that stop just beneath his kneecaps. Usually you find him wearing a pair of pitch-black shades even in doors and at night claiming that the lights hurt his eyes, when in reality the brightness reminds him of what was once home yet the darkness reminds him of her death.
Personality Description: Since his fall from heaven he carries very low morals and he is always in a state of minor depression wishing only to be left alone or at least fade from existence yet the voices are constantly with him. Yet in feeling the way he feels he tends to enter into situations that call forth what others call great acts of heroism while he calls it trying to die. At the same time the voices eat at him taking physical manifestations constantly forcing him into killing frenzies that are only sedated after he has found what he deems to be the source of the voices and slaughtered it or sometimes them. He travels across this plane in search of someplace he can call home without hearing the voices no matter what he does. His only problem is that he has yet to realize that the voices are within him. He misses heaven every now then but he would rather see it burn eternally truly believing that what he feels is fine. His mind however is slowly eating away at itself causing more and more of his memories to fade which in turn causes very interesting conversations between him and the voices while he searches for what he believes to be their source.
Character Equipment: He carries two jains (a.k.a Japanese long swords) strapped at his sides that belonged to the entity he called father. Two long swords criss crossed on his back given to him by the woman he called mother on this planet. A quarterstaff which doubles as an extended blade katana and walking cane which he stole from the scene of a crime that he was suppose to being watching over. And two modified .40 caliber automatic extended barrel handguns with extended clips inside two shoulder holsters strapped together underneath the swords on his back, which he to stole from a custom gun smither.
Character History: He came into to being in the upper levels of heaven as an archangel his duties and requirements were assigned to him the day he was what we’d call born. As he grew and learned he was commanded to watch over a young woman who was destined to become an angel herself and to love him. In the process of watching over her he fell in love however it was long ago ruled that angels could never reproduce with mortals. So he rebelled turning away from heaven. As he spent his life with her and she grew old he realized what was going to happen. So one night while she slept at the age of seventy he left her and turned his face to the world.
Well, while he faced the world she passed away and became that angel. One night while he slept on a roof of some abandoned building she appeared before him still professing her love for him. He laid there with her for what felt like centuries. Then as the sun finally began to peak over the horizon she told him that she had been sent to kill him and return with his broken wings. She looked upon him on that day and told him to run she could not bring herself to do it. He leapt from the building on that lost day still professing his undying love for her and knew that his own private war with heaven had finally begun.
He left the city and became a wanderer always feeling the presence of those who hunted him at his back. One day as he traveled this world he felt the ripple of power and noticed that as he looked around him the people had changed and beings that he thought long since passed from this world had returned. As war broke out he made his services available to both sides no longer really caring. Until one day as he sat basking in the sun he heard “her” scream. Leaping to his feet he rushed to her only to find that she had been killed by the angel of death he drew his weapons and entered into battle with the awesome being letting his rage and hatred wash over him. While they battled his rage shaped and changed his mind to its liking taking on a life of its own twisting his soul left and right, up and down. Warping his frame of mind and forcing him to finally shrug off what he now calls the restraints of sanity. The angel of death fell back from the anger he saw within Angelous’ eyes and took his leave condemning him to an eternal life of war with heaven placing Angelous squarely in the position of hell on earth.
After the battle he laid her body to rest he feeling his soul lay its sanity down with her and he closed his heart to the world seeking only vengeance. As he moves across this planet he has come to believe through many battles with angels and demons alike that he is a warrior for the lost souls of carnage. He had become an anarchist seeking only the utmost chaos seeing such a more beautiful picture within the chaos.
Skills: His skills come from his training in heaven and personally experience in battle. He carries the skills of several different forms of martial arts Judo, Nin-jistsu, Karate, Kung fu, Ju-jitsu, capaweta, and Ti-chi. He can also fly using his wings but in his current frame of mind and level they are only for show when he chooses to reveal them. Another skill he carries is being able to allow his vision to slip into what is best referred to as a sniper shot. (Think alucard in Hellsing). He is also self-taught in fields of thievery, assassination, guerrilla warfare, stealth, and technology hacking.
Powers: His powers are highly limited from what they were since his fall from grace a.k.a heaven. As of now he has the power, which is more of a curse to hear others thoughts that he doesn’t control at his current level they simply bleed over into his mind. They’re always there like background static at all times. He sometimes attempts to seclude himself by being around people or beings he cannot hear but it doesn’t work because then he gets lonely and ends trying to force himself into their minds which causes fighting and more death. He can also instill very weak urges to leave him alone.
Abilities: lay within arcane magic the original form of sorcery. It allows him the ability to cast weak spells right now and grasp the subtle understandings of any spells no matter how intricate cast against him. Of course as he trains, strengthens, and studies his abilities will grow. He can however also instill urges to leave him alone or more specifically urges of ignorance. His abilities are highly limited from what they were since his fall from grace a.k.a heaven.
He has the second ability, which is more of a curse than an ability to hear others thoughts this ability he doesn’t control at his current mental capacity they simply bleed over into his mind. They’re always there like background static at all times. He sometimes attempts to seclude himself by being around people or beings he cannot hear but it doesn’t work because then he gets lonely and ends up trying to force himself into their minds which causes fighting and more death.
Age: 3600 a.k.a 3 millennium and 6 centuries
Gender: Male
Race: Fallen Archangel
Abstract: Angelous stands at 6’2” with a muscular physic with his hair falling in bangs over his face. Angelous is a fallen archangel who is at war with heaven itself over the woman he loves. His main goal is heaven’s destruction along with his and he would prefer his to come first. He carries a very focused view on things and since loosing the woman he loves he has entered into a lost frame of mind in which he continues to feel depressed and withdrawn and has slipped and fallen down into homicidal mania just to silence the noise around him. His powers, abilities and other such skills fall into random fields yet he focuses them all into his homicidal mania.
He carries scars covering his body from the shoulders down as a testament to what he has been through and how hard he has caused his life to be throughout the deaths of those around him.
Physical Description: He stands at 6’2” and his body appears to carry a faint glow at all times. He has a wingspan of 10’6” and his muscles always appear corded as if he is about to spring on the person he is addressing. He has eyes that contain four rings of different colors and his pupils are in the shape of an ever spinning and flipping diamond. (Moving from outer ring to inner) the first ring of his eyes is colored red, the second gold, the third blue, and the fourth forest green. His pupils are on a never-ending shift through a spectrum of passionate emerald colors.
He carries scars ranging from bullets to swords covering his body from the shoulders down. His wings appear worn and have lost the heavenly glow since his fall from heaven. However they're not normally seen unless he chooses to release them from within his body. His face is normally cast in a tight-lipped expression and his jet-black hair hangs down casting criss-cross shadows across it. He is dressed in a long black sweeping trench coat with a hooded sweatshirt beneath it. He wears black gloves constantly and his jeans always appear well worn and stretched across his legs with different gashes and cuts that you can see have been self repaired with whatever he could find.
On his feet he wears a pair of high-laced black combat boots that stop just beneath his kneecaps. Usually you find him wearing a pair of pitch-black shades even in doors and at night claiming that the lights hurt his eyes, when in reality the brightness reminds him of what was once home yet the darkness reminds him of her death.
Personality Description: Since his fall from heaven he carries very low morals and he is always in a state of minor depression wishing only to be left alone or at least fade from existence yet the voices are constantly with him. Yet in feeling the way he feels he tends to enter into situations that call forth what others call great acts of heroism while he calls it trying to die. At the same time the voices eat at him taking physical manifestations constantly forcing him into killing frenzies that are only sedated after he has found what he deems to be the source of the voices and slaughtered it or sometimes them. He travels across this plane in search of someplace he can call home without hearing the voices no matter what he does. His only problem is that he has yet to realize that the voices are within him. He misses heaven every now then but he would rather see it burn eternally truly believing that what he feels is fine. His mind however is slowly eating away at itself causing more and more of his memories to fade which in turn causes very interesting conversations between him and the voices while he searches for what he believes to be their source.
Character Equipment: He carries two jains (a.k.a Japanese long swords) strapped at his sides that belonged to the entity he called father. Two long swords criss crossed on his back given to him by the woman he called mother on this planet. A quarterstaff which doubles as an extended blade katana and walking cane which he stole from the scene of a crime that he was suppose to being watching over. And two modified .40 caliber automatic extended barrel handguns with extended clips inside two shoulder holsters strapped together underneath the swords on his back, which he to stole from a custom gun smither.
Character History: He came into to being in the upper levels of heaven as an archangel his duties and requirements were assigned to him the day he was what we’d call born. As he grew and learned he was commanded to watch over a young woman who was destined to become an angel herself and to love him. In the process of watching over her he fell in love however it was long ago ruled that angels could never reproduce with mortals. So he rebelled turning away from heaven. As he spent his life with her and she grew old he realized what was going to happen. So one night while she slept at the age of seventy he left her and turned his face to the world.
Well, while he faced the world she passed away and became that angel. One night while he slept on a roof of some abandoned building she appeared before him still professing her love for him. He laid there with her for what felt like centuries. Then as the sun finally began to peak over the horizon she told him that she had been sent to kill him and return with his broken wings. She looked upon him on that day and told him to run she could not bring herself to do it. He leapt from the building on that lost day still professing his undying love for her and knew that his own private war with heaven had finally begun.
He left the city and became a wanderer always feeling the presence of those who hunted him at his back. One day as he traveled this world he felt the ripple of power and noticed that as he looked around him the people had changed and beings that he thought long since passed from this world had returned. As war broke out he made his services available to both sides no longer really caring. Until one day as he sat basking in the sun he heard “her” scream. Leaping to his feet he rushed to her only to find that she had been killed by the angel of death he drew his weapons and entered into battle with the awesome being letting his rage and hatred wash over him. While they battled his rage shaped and changed his mind to its liking taking on a life of its own twisting his soul left and right, up and down. Warping his frame of mind and forcing him to finally shrug off what he now calls the restraints of sanity. The angel of death fell back from the anger he saw within Angelous’ eyes and took his leave condemning him to an eternal life of war with heaven placing Angelous squarely in the position of hell on earth.
After the battle he laid her body to rest he feeling his soul lay its sanity down with her and he closed his heart to the world seeking only vengeance. As he moves across this planet he has come to believe through many battles with angels and demons alike that he is a warrior for the lost souls of carnage. He had become an anarchist seeking only the utmost chaos seeing such a more beautiful picture within the chaos.
Skills: His skills come from his training in heaven and personally experience in battle. He carries the skills of several different forms of martial arts Judo, Nin-jistsu, Karate, Kung fu, Ju-jitsu, capaweta, and Ti-chi. He can also fly using his wings but in his current frame of mind and level they are only for show when he chooses to reveal them. Another skill he carries is being able to allow his vision to slip into what is best referred to as a sniper shot. (Think alucard in Hellsing). He is also self-taught in fields of thievery, assassination, guerrilla warfare, stealth, and technology hacking.
Powers: His powers are highly limited from what they were since his fall from grace a.k.a heaven. As of now he has the power, which is more of a curse to hear others thoughts that he doesn’t control at his current level they simply bleed over into his mind. They’re always there like background static at all times. He sometimes attempts to seclude himself by being around people or beings he cannot hear but it doesn’t work because then he gets lonely and ends trying to force himself into their minds which causes fighting and more death. He can also instill very weak urges to leave him alone.
Abilities: lay within arcane magic the original form of sorcery. It allows him the ability to cast weak spells right now and grasp the subtle understandings of any spells no matter how intricate cast against him. Of course as he trains, strengthens, and studies his abilities will grow. He can however also instill urges to leave him alone or more specifically urges of ignorance. His abilities are highly limited from what they were since his fall from grace a.k.a heaven.
He has the second ability, which is more of a curse than an ability to hear others thoughts this ability he doesn’t control at his current mental capacity they simply bleed over into his mind. They’re always there like background static at all times. He sometimes attempts to seclude himself by being around people or beings he cannot hear but it doesn’t work because then he gets lonely and ends up trying to force himself into their minds which causes fighting and more death.