Post by Damian on Sept 14, 2008 20:47:47 GMT -1
Character Name:
Damian, just Damian
Species:
Fallen Angel
Age, Gender:
Fallen - 4 years appears 26, Male
Description:
Damian's height is a good 5'8." Damian has a slight stalky build, though not of fat, of muscle. His facial features make him look quiet young due to his baby face. His eyes are a bright, pale blue like that of a husky. He appears more rugged than a normal 'angel,' because of the facial hair and unruly, cruly brown hair that he usually keeps under a cap. For apparel, he likes to wear a lot of black clothes to show in his own way how he is no longer with God anymore. To him, it is crucial for everyone to know that he is an anarchist against Heaven. He wears a lot of black shirts adorning bands that he favors, black pants or jeans, and his usual cap. Also, his nails are also usually painted black and chipped.
Personality:
The personality of this fallen angel is like that of a faerie or a demon. Polite does not exist in Damian's vocabulary, nor does niceties. Damian, though he is often rude and immature, does have times when he can be charming and cunning. Most of the time, Damian will be with his friends, picking up random women, and out on the town causing mayhem. Having been an angel before, he was often the same as he is now, only lieing and telling those he did nothing wrong, when usually he was behind all the trouble. Now that he has fallen from grace, having discovered to be male, he loves to take women, even at times when they refuse. He enjoys having a good time, at anyone's cost, he doesn't care for anything or anyone but himself.
History:
Damian lived in Heaven as one of the younger angels, though they all seemed to be the same age; eternal. Damian was always the one who secretly routed for Lucifer and desperately wanted to follow his example, but was afraid of what God might do to them. So, as Lucifer made his rebellion known to the Lord, Damian did his bidding in the shadows. As time went on, Damian often played humans for fools and had no respect for anyone of God's creations, even other angels. The day Lucifer fell from grace, Damian became frightened and had no idea what was going to happen to him. God did nothing. It was as if he had no idea what Damian was doing, though surely, he did. As time went on, more and more angels started dropping from heaven and were being placed onto Earth as humans. Damian had thought himself lucky, he was still safe behind Eden's gates, but soon God dropped him aswell. It was as if God was plotting the whole time on what to do with him. God made him human, what Damian always dispised. Though Damian hated humans, it wasn't out of jealousy. Damian felt above them, that they were just slaves ruining everything that was created for them. Damian was frightened of them. When Damian fell, at first, he had no recollection of anything and couldn't remember where he had come from. He wandered the world, lonely and naked, without a clue to who he was. As he walked the streets, people gave him odd stares and laughed, but there was a girl. A human girl with a special sight knew what he was, or atleast had an idea. Her name was Adrianne. She grabbed him and pulled him from the streets, clothing him, and giving him a temporary home. For a long time, Damian tried to figure out where he had come from, Adrianne had only known he wasn't human. Eventually, Damian ran into another fallen angel that had known him from Heaven. He called out to him and told him everything. Damian's memory slowly came back to him, and the two fallen angels stayed friends for awhile. When his friend left, it was just Damian and Adrianne. Adrianna and Damian grew to love each other and he decided to stay with her, and then Damian knew what it was like to be a man and to be human. Soon, Damian ended up loving being human and loved humans in genreal, liking it better than Heaven. Then, one day Damian went out to get something from the store for Adrianne. When he came back, there was a human standing over her dead body, and more stealing things from the house. Enraged, Damian slaughtered them all and cried over Adrianne's body. Damian grew angry with God, saying it was his fault and that God was trying to show Damian that Heaven was better. Since then, Damian has never gone back to Adrianne's old home and refuses to speak of her. Now, he lives as a trouble-maker, once again hating most humans.
Powers/Training/Experience/weaknesses
Damian hasn't any experience that could be good for fighting. It is extremely hard to hurt him, though he will pretend to be hurt for the sake of appearing normal. His weaknesses are pretty faces, male or female, and anything holy may frighten him off. Also, he is not aware of anything futher than that, he usually just tries to appear normal.
Family/Ties:
None.
RP Sample:
It was all over, and Damien knew it. The groceries in his arms dropped instantly to the ground, cans and fruits sliding and rolling along the floor. That was the only sound made in the house, besides the digging and searching of the robbing humans. There. An arm poked out from behind the couch, fingers slightly twitching and convulsing. Frightened, Damian rushed over. As soon as he caught sight of Adrianne, he stopped and shielded his eyes, a small, anguished cry seeping through his lips. Adrianne... His beloved.
There was more rustling sounds coming from the bedroom. Enraged and blinded by tears, Damian ran recklessly to the next room, bumping into the couch and slamming into the wall. His heart ached, and he couldn't believe it. Adrianne wasn't dead. She was still here. He could feel it, she was near, hanging on by a thread. As Damian entered the room, three men stood digging through drawers. They instantly stopped and looked up to see Damian's rage-filled face. Frightened, one man ran and jumped out the one-story window, while the other two charged Damian. Damian fought them, tearing them apart by their own weapons. He shot them both in the head. He almost went for the other one, but remembered Adrianne and ran into the living room. He went to her, sobs choking out of him continuously. This couldn't be happening. Why was this happening? What had he done to deserve this? What had Adrianne done? Nothing. Damian bent down and scooped up Adrianne onto his lap, pressing his face into her lavender scented hair and cried. She was gone now. Gone.
Pictures:
Damian, just Damian
Species:
Fallen Angel
Age, Gender:
Fallen - 4 years appears 26, Male
Description:
Damian's height is a good 5'8." Damian has a slight stalky build, though not of fat, of muscle. His facial features make him look quiet young due to his baby face. His eyes are a bright, pale blue like that of a husky. He appears more rugged than a normal 'angel,' because of the facial hair and unruly, cruly brown hair that he usually keeps under a cap. For apparel, he likes to wear a lot of black clothes to show in his own way how he is no longer with God anymore. To him, it is crucial for everyone to know that he is an anarchist against Heaven. He wears a lot of black shirts adorning bands that he favors, black pants or jeans, and his usual cap. Also, his nails are also usually painted black and chipped.
Personality:
The personality of this fallen angel is like that of a faerie or a demon. Polite does not exist in Damian's vocabulary, nor does niceties. Damian, though he is often rude and immature, does have times when he can be charming and cunning. Most of the time, Damian will be with his friends, picking up random women, and out on the town causing mayhem. Having been an angel before, he was often the same as he is now, only lieing and telling those he did nothing wrong, when usually he was behind all the trouble. Now that he has fallen from grace, having discovered to be male, he loves to take women, even at times when they refuse. He enjoys having a good time, at anyone's cost, he doesn't care for anything or anyone but himself.
History:
Damian lived in Heaven as one of the younger angels, though they all seemed to be the same age; eternal. Damian was always the one who secretly routed for Lucifer and desperately wanted to follow his example, but was afraid of what God might do to them. So, as Lucifer made his rebellion known to the Lord, Damian did his bidding in the shadows. As time went on, Damian often played humans for fools and had no respect for anyone of God's creations, even other angels. The day Lucifer fell from grace, Damian became frightened and had no idea what was going to happen to him. God did nothing. It was as if he had no idea what Damian was doing, though surely, he did. As time went on, more and more angels started dropping from heaven and were being placed onto Earth as humans. Damian had thought himself lucky, he was still safe behind Eden's gates, but soon God dropped him aswell. It was as if God was plotting the whole time on what to do with him. God made him human, what Damian always dispised. Though Damian hated humans, it wasn't out of jealousy. Damian felt above them, that they were just slaves ruining everything that was created for them. Damian was frightened of them. When Damian fell, at first, he had no recollection of anything and couldn't remember where he had come from. He wandered the world, lonely and naked, without a clue to who he was. As he walked the streets, people gave him odd stares and laughed, but there was a girl. A human girl with a special sight knew what he was, or atleast had an idea. Her name was Adrianne. She grabbed him and pulled him from the streets, clothing him, and giving him a temporary home. For a long time, Damian tried to figure out where he had come from, Adrianne had only known he wasn't human. Eventually, Damian ran into another fallen angel that had known him from Heaven. He called out to him and told him everything. Damian's memory slowly came back to him, and the two fallen angels stayed friends for awhile. When his friend left, it was just Damian and Adrianne. Adrianna and Damian grew to love each other and he decided to stay with her, and then Damian knew what it was like to be a man and to be human. Soon, Damian ended up loving being human and loved humans in genreal, liking it better than Heaven. Then, one day Damian went out to get something from the store for Adrianne. When he came back, there was a human standing over her dead body, and more stealing things from the house. Enraged, Damian slaughtered them all and cried over Adrianne's body. Damian grew angry with God, saying it was his fault and that God was trying to show Damian that Heaven was better. Since then, Damian has never gone back to Adrianne's old home and refuses to speak of her. Now, he lives as a trouble-maker, once again hating most humans.
Powers/Training/Experience/weaknesses
Damian hasn't any experience that could be good for fighting. It is extremely hard to hurt him, though he will pretend to be hurt for the sake of appearing normal. His weaknesses are pretty faces, male or female, and anything holy may frighten him off. Also, he is not aware of anything futher than that, he usually just tries to appear normal.
Family/Ties:
None.
RP Sample:
It was all over, and Damien knew it. The groceries in his arms dropped instantly to the ground, cans and fruits sliding and rolling along the floor. That was the only sound made in the house, besides the digging and searching of the robbing humans. There. An arm poked out from behind the couch, fingers slightly twitching and convulsing. Frightened, Damian rushed over. As soon as he caught sight of Adrianne, he stopped and shielded his eyes, a small, anguished cry seeping through his lips. Adrianne... His beloved.
There was more rustling sounds coming from the bedroom. Enraged and blinded by tears, Damian ran recklessly to the next room, bumping into the couch and slamming into the wall. His heart ached, and he couldn't believe it. Adrianne wasn't dead. She was still here. He could feel it, she was near, hanging on by a thread. As Damian entered the room, three men stood digging through drawers. They instantly stopped and looked up to see Damian's rage-filled face. Frightened, one man ran and jumped out the one-story window, while the other two charged Damian. Damian fought them, tearing them apart by their own weapons. He shot them both in the head. He almost went for the other one, but remembered Adrianne and ran into the living room. He went to her, sobs choking out of him continuously. This couldn't be happening. Why was this happening? What had he done to deserve this? What had Adrianne done? Nothing. Damian bent down and scooped up Adrianne onto his lap, pressing his face into her lavender scented hair and cried. She was gone now. Gone.
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