Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cameron182</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 10:29:50</strong>
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				Character Name: Azrael<br>Character Type: Archangel, The Archangel of Death<br>Affiliation: Good<br>Special Abilities: Possesses more physical combat skills than the other Archangels due to his duties, more susceptible to psychic attacks as a counter.<br>Appearance: (http://30stm.co.cc/images/music82.jpg)<br>History: Azrael was created to be the Archangel of Death, and his original purpose was to safeguard the souls of the saved on their journey to Heaven after death, protecting them from demons and other spirits who would threaten to drag them to the pits of hell. Azrael was very good at his job, never losing a single charge and slaughtering any opponent that stood in his way. However for this reason Azrael was never really considered a 'social' angel, as most of his time was spent on Earth or in between ferrying souls back and forth, thus he was considered a loner amongst the angels, somewhat of an enigma to his brethren who knew little to nothing about him.<br><br>As the years wore on and humanity began to shift away from God and more towards themselves, it left room for the demons to begin invading the Earth as they have for thousands of years. As a result, Azrael's duties as a ferryman were shifted to new creations, the Reapers, and he was given the task of walking the Earth as a fallen angel and protecting the planet from whatever demons happened to break free. Armed with a sword made for the sole purpose of killing demons, Azrael was a surgeon with the blade and carved his way through any and all opposition for centuries.<br><br>He quickly became infamous among the demonic horde, every high ranking demon wanted his head on a platter. Lucifer, Azazel, and Uriel however all still loved their brother and would not confront him directly because they did not wish to kill him, or atleast that's how it had seemed. Over two hundred years before the war started, Azazel and Uriel, Azrael's brothers took it upon themselves to capture and imprison the entire rank of remaining Archangels; Azrael, Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, and Ariel. None of them knew of the plans until they had been captured and even during their imprisonment they were told nothing. However Azrael had overheard many hushed conversations in the dark corners of hell about an impending invasion and it hadn't taken him long to do the math.<br><br>Lucifer would need the Archangels away from Earth for the invasion to take place, they would need the influence of God to be diminished so they could establish a bridge between the worlds. It was a process that took many decades, because it involved twisting and turning an entire society into generally evil and greedy creatures, however with advancements in technology it had seemed mankind took the bait quite easily and began to slip rapidly into un-Godly behaviors.<br><br>Even after the war broke out, Azazel kept the Archangels imprisoned, realizing it was much either to contain his brothers and sister rather than killing them. As twisted and evil as Azazel was now, he had once been an Archangel and these had once been his family. However one day it had seemed a miracle had happened, Azrael had found a small interval of weakness within Azazel during an 'interrogation' meeting. Azazel would not kill his brethren, but he was not above torturing them. Azrael managed to summon the entirety of his psychic strength and slammed Azazel to the ground, breaking the glyph that held him captured and allowing him his escape back to Earth.<br><br>Once arriving on Earth he was shocked at what he had discovered. The world had been shattered compared to how he had left it, it was in complete destruction and chaos, with humans bordering on the edge of extinction. He knew he had a lot of work ahead of him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kate</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 11:12:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Depheree</strong></div><br><div align="center">(http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/4025/dvlwmn.jpg)<br><br>(http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/9348/oceandvl.jpg)<br></div><br><strong>Race:</strong> Arch-Demon (The Fallen)<br><strong>Gender:</strong> Partial Shapeshifter <br><br><strong>Age:</strong> Ageless form<br><strong>Height: </strong>5'5<br><strong>Weight</strong>: 100 lbs (including wings/ tail)<br><strong>Hair color/style:</strong> Dark / natural waves<br><br><strong>Eye color:</strong> Grey<br><strong>Makeup: </strong>None<br><strong>Clothing:</strong> Varies<br><strong>Jewelry: </strong>None<br><br><strong>Personality Traits:</strong> <br><br>Deviant / Dominate / Manipulative / Extremely Perverted / Prone to Megalomania<br><br><strong>Abilities: </strong> <br><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Flight</li><li>Can create permanent changes to others bodies</li><li>Has power over age and aging. </li><li>Luck </li><li>Cat-like-night vision </li><li>Perfect healing (over time limbs will regrow, no scarring or permanent injuries will exist, still she will heal at the same rate humans do, as such this ability doesn't make her more powerful when fighting). </li></ul><br><strong>Background</strong><br><br>Depheree is an Arch-Angel of Perversion. She does not share the same values as other Demons and is highly aware of the balances of power that exist between both major sides of the spiritual warfare running rampart on the earth. Unlike other Demons she does beleive that partial influence serves a purpose and is not as black and white about the ownership of souls. <br><br>Her power grows when desires that are unparalleled to love need to be managed, which greatly aids her creation of a culture which is embellished by what else it effects.&nbsp; Souls which have been swayed to her completely&nbsp; she lavishes great love, power and praise, and behavioral leniency for they are her best servants of influence. <br><br>Although perversion doesn't have to be of a sexual nature, it is by far the most easiest to exploit and develop as many already have lustful desires that are deemed inappropriate for other objectives they may have for their life, even if they are merely thoughts which distract one from what task they would normally be seeing to.&nbsp; Although she is demonic, she and others of her order do not lie, for deception is a tool she believes she is not in need of. As such she will always assume her normal form when meeting and only change it to suit perverted tendencies for lovers. Those she meets who are not of her influence she will attempt to coerce into sharing her values, joining her desire for a world where such desires are embraced and placed on as high a pedestal as others such as honor.&nbsp; <br><br>Those that are honest by nature she hold great respect for, regardless of their other beliefs, it is even possible she may choose to try and befriend them or offer sanctuary regardless of their part in the current war.<br><br><strong>Influence</strong><br><br>Although Depheree has servants scattered throughout the world her interests concerns continental Europe, her current base being Paris.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LimitlessNikkie</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 11:48:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i973.photobucket.com/albums/ae219/LimitlessNIkkie/girls%20for%20rp/Editorial_by_SusanCoffey-1.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Iofiel <br><strong>Character Type:</strong> A Fallen<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Special Abilities (Not normally had by your type or unique to your character):</strong>Projecting illusions, spreading discontent and inspiring envy.<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Iofiel usual appears as a pale girl with dark red hair that seems to glow in the light with silver blue eyes, with large sweeping wings with black feathers that upon closer look have been singed around the edges, but can shift her appearance to become that that the other person finds the most desirable. She is always an example of pure beauty though since her fall her feature are a bit sharper and more defined then the classical innocent beauty so many of the angels have.&nbsp; <br><strong>History:</strong> Iofiel was the angel of beauty created to help the humans see the beauty of the world their creator had give to them. She protected the three sons of Noah and guarded the tree of knowledge from Adam and Eve and in the end drove them from Eden. Her job was to help the humans see the beauty not only of thier world but in themselves and to draw inspiration from such.<br><br>Iofiel was devote but her belief in humanity waned considerably after she had to drive Adam and Eve from her beloved garden of Eden. She love her creator but believed him to be a bit misguided in his love for the beings who needed her guidance just to see the beauty of the world around them. She could not understand why her God would choose such lost creatures above his angels as his chosen race.<br><br>When the light bringer started whispering his temptations to the other angels Iofiel like the rest turned from him her faith in the creator still too strong to let her listen to Lucifer but time passed and his words filled her mind. She didn't exactly agree but she saw no other choice, she no longer believed the creator was right and loathed to stand aside and watch as her beloved lord sullied himself for them.<br><br>Iofiel eventually joined Lucifer a minor angel in his legion of two hundred to fight against all the angels of heaven. She like the rest was cast out for supporting him and was tossed into the void that would become hell in the eyes of Lucifer. Wearing her burned and blackened wings like a badge of honor Iofiel was never the same after she fell. She never lost her angelic form but she changed the separation from her beloved creator changing her. Hate seeded within her until she could feel nothing but hate and contempt for the things that crawled in the mud that her beloved god chose above her. <br><br>She found pleasure in twisting the simple minded being, tempting with the beauty of the world letting them fall victim to their desires, torturing them, tempting them with illusion of what they could never have. She grew cold and cruel a shadow of what she'd once been in paradise. Even her looks shifted to make her look harder, compared to the soft beauty she'd held in heaven.<br><br>No one's agenda has held her attention since the last war. She amuses herself most of the time finding distraction is tormenting the humans or serving where she was needed. since Lucifers move against the humans Iofiel had seemed to come to life again. She's been seen walking among the humans more then a few times each time leaving anger, jealousy, envy and desire in her wake. She bread discontent and hate without ever having to draw blood.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shihong</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 13:37:01</strong>
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				<br><div align="center">“ &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>The whole earth has been corrupted through the works that were taught by Azazel: to him ascribe all sin.</em></span> &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;”<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>— 1 Enoch 10:8</div><div class="floatright">(http://img339.imageshack.us/img339/2910/iansomerhaldercomodamon.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Azazel, the Prince of Lies&nbsp; <br><strong>Character Type:</strong> Archangel<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Evil (Himself?)<br><strong>Special Abilities:</strong><br><ul class="bbc_list"><li><em>False Nirvana:</em>&nbsp; Azazel is a being whose mind seems to be utterly at peace with itself, free of all desire, of all hatred, and of all negative thought.&nbsp; It is a blank parchment, a tranquil void, a Beginning and an End unto itself.&nbsp; To peer upon it is to know the beauty of Emptiness, and to dwell within it is to know Oblivion.&nbsp; But this state is merely a clever shroud, a stalwart shield protecting his <em>true</em> thoughts from those who might seek to read them.&nbsp; </li><li><em>The Masquerade:</em>&nbsp; To wear the right mask around the right person is to hold their heart in your grip, and no one knows this better than the Prince of Lies.&nbsp; His body is mutable, his personality like softened clay, and both can be altered to suit the one he wishes to manipulate.&nbsp; To some he might appear as a beautiful maiden or bewitching gentleman, while to others his abominable guise cows all who dare to look upon it.&nbsp; He is many things to many people, and only God knows his True Face, free of deception and trickery.</li><li><em>Sin's Vessel:</em>&nbsp; Housed within his very being is a compendium of all the sinful machinations of the Past, the Present, and the Future; an innate and inexhaustible knowledge of all the harms Man may visit upon his fellow Man.&nbsp; In practical terms this allows him to devise some of the most potent and horrifying weapons utilized by those under Lucifer's banner, matching and in some cases even exceeding those wielded by the forces of Good.</li><li><em>Sacrificial Temple:</em>&nbsp; Through some twisted art crafted by Azazel's hands alone, he has gained the blasphemous ability to take sacrifices unto himself and feast upon their power, making it his own.&nbsp; He has been deified by certain sects of demon and human cultists down on the Earthly plane, where animals and virgins spill blood upon stone altars or blacken beneath torrents of devouring flame.&nbsp; His power still pales in comparison to the glimmering radiance of the Morningstar, but his wiles run deep and his plots are manifold...</li></ul><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>[Angelic Form] (http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/5070/flamboyantdemon.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br><br>One of the oldest of God's angelic host, Azazel was initially no different from the others.&nbsp; He loved his Father with all his heart, and his brothers with all his soul, but in that purity of spirit and innocence there rested the kernel of corruption.&nbsp; God came unto him and said that he was to contain within his breast all the knowledge of Sin, to seal it away within himself so that the eyes of others would never have to behold that which is Hateful, Dark, and Evil.&nbsp; In doing so he sealed the fate of his most trusted children, the repercussions of this single act resounding through all existence and ultimately bringing ruin to the world that He had so lovingly crafted.<br><br>Above all else, Azazel loved God's flawed children, those He called Man and Lucifer called Monkey.&nbsp; He loved how they scurried about in ignorance, how weak and frail their bodies were, how all their imperfections played off one another in that ceaseless comedy called Life.&nbsp; But they were still slow, and without His word they would surely never travel far.&nbsp; And so Azazel slithered among them in a serpent's scaled skin, drew upon his knowledge of Sin and hissed the <em>first lie</em> into the ear of a brother, so that he might shed his own brother's blood in anger.<br><br>Though his Father rebuked him for this heinous deed, the damage was already done.&nbsp; Lies and Murder had been released into Creation, and so were planted forever into the hearts and minds of Man.<br><br>Azazel found endless amusement in what he considered to be his Father's "games".&nbsp; The archangel laughed like a child at His scoldings, his heart alight and full of mirth.&nbsp; For truly God must have known that he would do these things, Omniscient as He was, and <em>meant</em> for him to do so.&nbsp; Azazel wondered at God's plans and delighted in guessing at His ends, and in time he returned to walk amongst Mankind.<br><br><div align="center"><em>And Azazel taught men to make swords and knives and shields and breastplates; and made known to them the metals [of the earth] and the art of working them; and bracelets and ornaments; and the use of antimony and the beautifying of the eyelids; and all kinds of costly stones and all colouring tinctures. And there arose much godlessness, and they committed fornication, and they were led astray and became corrupt in all their ways.</em><br>1 Enoch 8:1-3a</div><br>And so War and Lust steeled the blood and soured the minds of Men, granting them new Godless freedoms that they took to eagerly and without reservation.&nbsp; He had planted the seeds of the endless Arm's Race that would continue throughout history, each nation of Men seeking new and inventive ways to kill one another, standing upon the very foundations that Azazel had shaped.&nbsp; Again he was scolded and shamed by his Father, but was not yet turned from His holy light.&nbsp; In His mercy, Azazel knew with all his heart that his deeds were correct, and that he was simply following the path set out before him like a dutiful son.<br><br>Content to let Humans bury themselves under his teachings, Azazel turned his attentions to his most beloved of brothers and God's most cherished son, Lucifer.&nbsp; So consumed was his brother by disdain and confusion, incapable of understanding the attentions their Father paid upon his mortal children, that he had failed to see that it was Azazel's corrupting influence that had first turned Man away from His grace.&nbsp; Azazel consoled and comforted his brother as only he could, feeding his mounting anger towards the creatures that bleated and bemoaned their fates even while spitting on the name of the Lord.&nbsp; Truly he believed that Morningstar's love for their Father was without equal, and that he deserved His love more than the piddling, humorous insects below.&nbsp; In so doing, he twisted the intentions of His most cherished son, resulting in their Fall.<br><br>Azazel fell to Earth with laughter on his lips when Lucifer's rebellion failed, amazed by his Father's wit.&nbsp; <em>'What a twisty, winding Plan he has for us!'</em> Azazel thought to himself, <em>'That He would cast us out for doing as He wished of us!&nbsp; What fun!&nbsp; What joy!&nbsp; What rapture!&nbsp; Our Father's cunning is without match!'</em><br><br>Free of inhibition and fear, Azazel's machinations ran rampant.&nbsp; As Lucifer's most trusted adviser he had the ear of the most powerful being next to God Himself, and as his Right Hand he possessed more freedoms than he ever had whilst behind Heaven's gates.&nbsp; He much preferred the realm of Man anyway, those laughable little gnats who always managed to surprise him with new and unexpected acts of debauchery.&nbsp; But his whispers, through Lucifer, reached those of his Brothers who had not yet Fallen from God's grace, those who had felt the most hesitance upon casting them out all those years ago, so that when the Second War surged forth the Betrayers willingly turned upon their Brothers and imprisoned them.&nbsp; <br><br>That God had abandoned his own Creation did not perturb Azazel in the slightest.&nbsp; For God's Plan is inscrutable and unknowable, and Azazel is all too eager to see where it goes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phobetor</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 15:52:39</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ariel <br><strong>Character Type:</strong> Archangel<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Good<br><strong>Special Abilities (Not normally had by your type or unique to your character):</strong> Healer/Protector, Control of all the Elements but Fire. <br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://www.outofaces.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Kate-Beckinsale-10.jpg)<br><strong>History:</strong><br><br><em> “Is forgiveness easy, my Lord?” Ariel had asked as she walked with her Creator, looking down at the beings He had given His life to.<br><br>“No, Ariel,” He had said solemnly, “But forgiveness is needed. One day you will understand; sometimes things happen that will be out of your control, but trust Me; I have the control.” </em><br><br>War…She knew it would come eventually.<br><br>It was Ariel’s firm believe that everything happened for a reason, a purpose in the life all of them led. There were a lot of things out of her control; for example, being locked away in Hell with her brethrens, that was one of them. Hearing the demise of the Humans, that was another. But there was one thing within her control…and that was the belief that their Creator had NOT walked out on them. Something had happened to make God abandon them.<br><br>She had to find Him.<br><br>In the Heavens, Ariel had always been approached about her Intellect and her vast knowledge held within her heart and mind. She had also been known as the Healer, the one who Protected the Humans when they were sent on missions for their God. She had raised people from the dead, visited their dreams to give them warning…and had given them power over the elements when they needed it the most. It was what her God had commanded; and so she did it. She did not look down at the Humans with disgust, but with the same love and patience that He had shown them. After all, if they had been Created in His image, then it meant that He saw something worthy in them, didn't it? And Ariel was not one to question her Creator. Not like Lucifer had been.<br><br>When she had first heard the rumors of Lucifer uprising against their Creator, she hadn’t been shocked…she had been sad. How could he do that when He had done so much for them? He had given them life…and Lucifer was spiting on His honor. She had shunned him; when he had come to speak to her, she had ignored him. When he had tried tempting her, she had rebuked him. And God had favored her; had known she was not going to fall like the others. She had been worthy in His eyes. It had been her hope that Lucifer would have stopped the madness, would simply allow Him to do as He pleased and not question Him any longer. But it hadn't stopped; it had gotten worse. So much so that before they had known of his intention, Lucifer had rained down a battle within the Heavens...and he had taken many of their kind until he had been cast out. <br><br>And yet...here she was…fallen. Whether by force or voluntary, Ariel found herself in Hell, with her Brothers, wondering what was to happen to their existence. Lucifer wouldn’t dare kill them, she knew he would not. A misguided creature he was, but he was not going to slay the ones he had loved…he <em>still</em> loved. She had been questioned, she had been bribed and even tortured so that she could join their side, but Ariel had not spoken one word. She had not said anything, even when they had brought tears to her eyes, she hadn't cried out. She wouldn't speak to the ones she had loved before; just looked at Lucifer and Azazel in silence and let them see the pity in her eyes. She did pity them; their ignorance, their selfishness.<br><br>And the one person who had made hell tolerable...had been slain. There were whispers between the Brothers that Azrael had escaped; that he had found some way to escape Hell and would come and save them. But Ariel knew that wasn't true; <em>if</em> Azrael had escaped then he would not&nbsp; bother to save them, he would do what God had created him to do and would bring Death down to those who deserved it. But...she knew he hadn't escaped. For she had heard from Azazel's very own lips, that Azrael was dead. The tears that had spilled down her cheeks had been without sound, the grief in her eyes obvious. She had loved him, favored him a bit more than her other Brothers...and he was dead.<br><br>Now Ariel <em>had</em> to get out; she had to finish what Lucifer had started.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Joslyn</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 17:06:29</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name:</strong> Dr. Julie Kayama<br><strong>Character Type:</strong> Cursed<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Good<br><strong>Special Abilities:</strong> Her psychic powers are weak offensively, but strong when used for defense.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> Dr. Kayama prefers to wear a black dress, heels, and a white lab coat in laboratory settings, though out in the field she dresses in a more practical fashion. She is twenty-two years old, but looks younger. Julie always wears her glasses, and has fairly poor vision without them.<br>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/78/SayuriSakamoto.JPG)<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Julie Kayama is the only child of Atsuko Kayama, a courtesan who was coerced into sex with a demon. From a young age Julie was unusually brilliant, and at twelve years old she was accepted for university-level study. Her interests included physics, chemistry, and learning about the supernatural forces of demons and angels. She was also fascinated by politics and philosophy, but never had much time to devote to those areas.<br><br>Atsuko did everything she could to hide her daughter’s “condition.” In fact, she never actually told Julie directly what she was—only that her daughter had to hide the fact that she was different from other humans. However, Julie learned about the Blessed and Cursed fairly early on and realized that she was one of the latter. She was frightened by the implications and kept everyone at a distance out of fear.<br><br>At age eighteen Julie had a doctorate in “universal physics,” a relatively new field that attempted to unify quantum mechanics and relativity with the psychic and elemental forces of the supernatural world. She also had a fair amount of engineering knowledge. These skills brought her to the attention of those who were developing weapons for use against vampires and demons.<br><br>The military investigated Julie, and her first encounter with one of the Blessed led to her secret being uncovered. She was detained and put through a rigorous psychological and psychic screening. Ultimately, the higher-ups among the human and angel forces decided to make use of her skills, though she was guarded and monitored closely. She has been allowed only occasional contact with her mother—Atsuko now runs a brothel on a military base.<br><br>Julie lead the team which developed the psi-shield, a device which uses the energy of powerful psychic beings such as angels to make them briefly invulnerable to most forms of attack. She has contributed to many other projects and is considered one of the foremost weapons researchers alive today—this fact means she is of particular interest to the enemy. She often comes in contact with Blessed and even angels due to her prominent position, but she is uncomfortable around them due to her ancestry.<br><br><strong>Other:</strong> Dr. Kayama is driven most strongly by her intellectual curiosity, though she also wishes to see the forces of humanity triumph in the war. She does somewhat resent that she no longer has any real control over her life, though she recognizes the necessity of her restrictions.<br><br>She is a little shy and often lonely, though she still manages to be relatively personable. Other than an occasional joke here or there, she rarely shows much emotion. It is very difficult to make Julie lose her temper, though her demonic heritage causes her anger to be frightful if it does emerge.<br><br>The young scientist has a very quick and analytical mind, so much so that anyone who psychically assaults her finds her mind to be akin to a maze filled with fatal traps. However, she has almost no experience using her own psychic powers against anyone else. Her mental powers are triggered most strongly by feelings of fear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Remnants of Heaven.. (Character Thread)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Starlequin</strong> on <strong>30-04-2011, 23:05:31</strong>
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				<strong>Character Name:</strong> Lucifer<br><strong>Character Type:</strong> Fallen Archangel<br><strong>Affiliation:</strong> Evil<br><strong>Age:</strong> None. Time is for monkeys.<br><br><strong>Special Abilities:</strong> Nigh-unparalleled physical and psychic power, comprehensive and complete understanding and manipulation of the fundamental workings of space, time, energy and matter, creation of perfectly detailed illusions and life-like simulacra, mind reading, mental domination, emotional manipulation, flight.<br><br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee136/suwarnaadi/Leonardo_DiCaprio_shaggy.jpg)<br><br><strong>History:</strong> <br>~In the beginning, there was the Void, and reality was formless. And then God spoke, and said "Let There Be Light." With those words the first being, the first angel, Lucifer Morningstar, was created, and his light brought form and shape to the universe. The Light-Bringer watched as God, his beautiful, wonderful, amazing Creator, split the World into Heaven and Earth, Sky and Land, and filled each with wholly new, incredible beings and beasts. Lucifer watched in loving wonder at each new creation, and rejoiced in The Maker's designs, showering praise upon praise on every living miracle and work of splendor. He was joined in his devotion by his sibling angels, created especially by God to keep his most favored servant company, and there was such rejoicing in Paradise.<br><br>And then, God created the monkeys.<br><br>Lucifer watched, confused, as The Creator endeavored to make something completely original: a being possessed of both divine spirit <strong>and</strong> free will. In his innocence, Lucifer sought audience with God and asked why He should make such a thing, and God's answer filled him with delight. It was The Creator's wish to learn if a creation could willingly love its Creator if given that rarest of all aspects, the power to choose. How marvelous! How incredible! How noble was The Creator, to create such a magnificent animal! Surely, thought Lucifer, no creature could know of God and <em>not</em> worship Him freely.<br><br>And yet...<br><br>Lucifer watched through the ages as the monkeys grew and evolved, first learning to live within the trees, then returning to the ground, their simple minds growing with every generation until they began to resemble his own angelic brethren, albeit crudely. As The Maker made Himself known again and again, Lucifer was horrified to watch as some of the monkeys began to <em>turn away</em> from His presence. The Great Experiment had failed, he thought grievously. There could be no place in Heaven or Earth for such abominations. God would doubtless wipe them from existence and start again, perhaps with one of the other many races which populated His World.<br><br>But no. Lucifer continued to observe as God not only spared the monkeys, but made excuses for them! Not only did He allow them to survive, He let them thrive! They began to spread across the face of the Earth like a virus, a pathogen that existed only for its own sake and cared nothing for the consumption and devastation it left in its wake. Lucifer again went to God and attempted to bring Him back to reason, but this time God denied Lucifer's request, insisting that the monkeys were still worth saving. Lucifer was heart-broken, for he realized that the new race of Man was now God's most favored creation.<br><br>And so, the Morningstar went down among the monkeys and studied them closer, hoping to learn how such filthy, defective creatures had captured the Maker's favor, but understanding eluded him. He elected to bring sorrow and strife to the race of Man in the hopes of better illuminating their endless faults and shortcomings, that The Creator would see them for the failures they were. To his everlasting shame, The Maker rebuked him for his labors of love! Then, to make matters worse, Lucifer watched in despair as He went down amongst them Himself and actually...actually <strong>lived</strong> as one of them! The archangel's tears fell for ages as he watched his beloved God lower and debase Himself like a common monkey, trying to teach and inspire His creations from among their ranks. <br><br>Twice, he approached Him, his wonderous God wrapped in such decrepit meat, and begged Him to return to Heaven and abandon these psychotic fleshlings; once, he came upon Him fasting in the wilderness and fell to his knees, sobbing and pleading with Him to come home, and again as the murderous apes...oh, the audacity! To think that <strong>anything</strong> could show such, such disrespect! Such contempt! Oh, if his heart had been broken before, surely it shattered into dust as he clutched weakly at the Creator's foot, as He hung nailed to a tree and allowed Himself to suffer, to anguish at mortal hands, and all for <em><strong>THEIR SAKE!!!</strong></em><br><br>At last, it was clear to Lucifer what had to be done. It pained him so very much, but there would be no more denying. The Creator had gone completely insane; it would fall to Lucifer, His most good and faithful servant, the Highest of the Choirs, to bring Him back to His senses. And to do it would be the hardest task he would ever undertake.<br><br>Lucifer gathered as many of his brothers and sisters as he dared, and told them of his plan, a plan so unthinkably daring that few could even comprehend it. Lucifer would <em>rebel</em> against the Maker, and depose Him from His Throne, and from there he would restore their Father's faculties to Him and remove the diseased love in His heart for Mankind, and in doing so set God free of His inexplicable obsession with the monkeys to reign over Heaven and Earth once more.<br><br>Naturally, most of his siblings rejected the notion as blasphemous and steadfastly refused to join the Light-Bringer in his efforts, but a few remained with him and shared his convictions and concerns for The Maker. And so, a war was waged in Heaven for The Maker's sake. Lucifer and his scant legion of two hundred angels fought valiantly against their own brethren, battling tirelessly to avoid bloodshed as best they could manage, but in the end the armies of Heaven were simply too great. Lucifer and his companions were at last overwhelmed, and his own brother Michael Demiurgos, the Second Angel, struck him with all his force and sent him plummeting from the World into the Void below, where his power was sealed away for eternity.<br><br>The First War of Heaven was over, and Lucifer had lost.<br><br>But the Second War of Heaven was coming, and Lucifer would not lose again. The First of The Fallen created for himself a new domain within the Void, outside of God's sight, and called it Hell. Many of his followers, those who fell with him but lacked the strength to maintain themselves outside of God's grace, became twisted and deformed versions of their former glorious selves, and became the first Demons. Upon seeing the fates of his brethren, Lucifer hatched a new plan to save The Creator from Himself, one that would use His own favorites against Him. The First War had been lost simply because of numbers; God had them, and Lucifer didn't. Now, that would change. He began to collect the souls of mortals, fragile, pathetic creatures that they were, and worked to re-forge them into lesser demons under his command. For countless millenia Lucifer's demesnes grew stronger and stronger, his forces gathering might and number by the day, until at last the time came to strike.<br><br>Whether by chance or design, Lucifer has discovered that God has finally abandoned His precious Creation, and hope has sparked in his heart deeper and brighter than ever before. In His absence, the armies of Heaven have fallen to squabbling among themselves, and Paradise has been torn asunder. With the help of Azazel, his most loyal and trusted friend, and his brothers Uriel and Raphael, Michael and the rest of their meddlesome siblings have been safely captured and removed from harm's way. Mankind has grown weaker and more complacent than ever before, and a way has finally been uncovered to bridge the divide between Hell and Earth. The Light-Bringer is risen once again. He will lay waste to the monkeys, in retribution for their transgressions. He will unify the angels at last under his command. And he <em>will</em> find The Creator, and bring Him home.<br><br>And not even God will help those who stand in his way.<br><br><strong>Other</strong>: Out of some sliver of lingering respect for The Creator's authority, Lucifer will rarely -- if ever -- destroy a human outright. Instead, he prefers to offer the monkeys temptations and allow them to destroy themselves through their own sins and shortcomings. Lucifer does not lie; he is literally older than the cosmos, and the second most powerful entity in existence. What possible need could he have for deception? However, he has no qualms about bending the truth to suit his purposes, particularly when dealing with such lowly vermin as humanity. For the species as a whole, the Morningstar has only loathing and contempt, but even he will admit that there <em>are</em> some mortals who prove worthy of a modicum of esteem. It is, of course, these exceptions that drive Lucifer to hate the bulk of mankind that much more, for he sees in them a glimmer, perhaps, of what The Maker can see.
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