Sign Up The Mechanical Angel

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][i]It is blinding. Cold, empty, searing light, surrounding his entire body. The smell of ether lingered in the air as it were oil floating atop water. Faint sounds of clattering and distant voices echo dully. His eyes began to twitch.

"Doctor! I am seeing brain activity! I think this could actually work!"

A drilling sound, hydrolics depressurizing.

"Good, be careful. He's still in critical condition and unpredictable."

"Yessir."

"Mr. Bailey, do you know what we have done? Can you imagine the possibilities, the power we now posess?!" thw two men stared in awe.

"Look! He's awakening!"

Eyes slowly flickered open, focusing and absorbing his odd surroundings. Colors and figures run together. He shook his head lightly, sweat beading down his naked body. Finally, the figures seperated themselves from abstract shapes.

"WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT IS THIS PLACE?! WHAT AM I DOING HERE?!" he fell off of the cold, steel table, landing with a thud and clank.

"Careful," the man who appeared to be the doctor approached, reaching out.

"Don't touch me!" crawling backwards, stumbling over a lab cart, he landed on his back, staring up at a lazy ceiling fan.

A feather fluttered and spun carelessly, ending its journey on his nose. He plucked the feather from his face and studied it. A feather? Where did it come from?

"What is this?" he asked aloud.

The two scientists looked at eachother, then at him. They pointed towards the broken mirror. He rose to his feet only to collapse to his knees as if he were being weighted down with an anchor. Again he stood, slowly this time and fully balanced. Shards of glass pricked at his feet, yet he did not flinch. Edging himself infront of the distorted mirror, a sudden punch of detest and confusion struck him square in the gut.

He did not see himself, only a stranger. Long dark hair, light honey skin, and two-toned eyes. His left was emerald; His right was a golden caramel. He traced a cresceant moon-shaped scar over his left eye and cheek. However, these slight changes proved to be petty with what he was about to see. Wings. Cybonic, stainless-steel and titanium, mechainical wings. Their metalic skeleton peeked through patches of feathers and flesh. He jumped back, insane with rage and confusion

"What's going on here?!" he spun on the two scientists.

"All in good time, Azrael, Arc Angel of Death," a manical chuckle and a glimmer of a madman's glasses, "...all in good time..."[/i]

[FONT=Lucida Sans Unicode][b]Long ago[/b], Arc Angels ruled the Heavens as God slumbered. They were considered, at times, holier than God himself and were highly looked morally and faithfully upon. Always loyal, always faithful, always dedicated, until the Great Fall. The war drug on for thousands of years, and in these years, many angels died..and many betrayed God and the choir. This, to Azrael, was inexcusable. Commander of the Angelic Army, Azrael took it upon himself to avenge his fallen brothers and his God. But before he could carry out his ramage of justice, God condemned the renegades and slaughtered them all. Banished from the Heavens, forbidden on Earth, rejected from the HElls. These renegades became worse than a wandering soul, they became non-existant.

Rendered with pain and betrayal, Azrael rebelled against God, joining Lucifer adn others in the rise of Hells and the fall of the Heavens. However, in the midsts of war, Azrael vanished without a trace. Nowhere to be found in all of the plains of Earth, Heaven, or Hell. Rumors spread that he had been caught by God and condemned to the non-existance. Some say he was reincarnated. Eventually, after Azrael's disappearance, balance began to sway.

For the next trhee millenia, searches and bounties were dispatched to find Azrael. Heaven looks to kill; Hell looks to use him as a powerful allie.

It wasn't until present day Earth that a doctor named Venitto Allington and his assisstant, Austin Bailey, stumbled upon a decaying corpse with massive wings. Dr. Allington, best acclaimed scientist, made it his priority to rebuild and ressurrect this corpse. With the help of a local necromancer, they were able to successfully bring this Arc Angel back to life. There was only one problem...

[i]"His chromosomes are incomplete...He needs those missing chromosomes to substain his powers, or he'll just be a mortal..."

"Perfect, I know just what to use..."[/i]

Dr. Allington got his hands on demon and extracted his blood. With this blood, he was able to mend the angel's broken DNA.

What will happen now? What happens when an angel and demon are mixed?[/font]
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Name:
Age:
Gender:[/b] (Angels and Demons are nuetral, but you can take the appearance of male or female)
[b]Species[/b]: (Angel, Demon, or human)
[b]Appearance:
Side[/b]: (Heaven or Hell)
[b]Powers[/b]: (This can include your weapon, if you have one.)
[b]Personality[/b]:
[b]Biography[/b]:[/color][/size]
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[color=darkslateblue][size=1][FONT=Lucida Sans Unicode]Here's mine:

[b]Name[/b]- Azrael, Arc Angel of Death
[b]Age[/b]- Undetermined
[b]Gender-[/b] Takes the appearance of a Male
[b]Species[/b]- Undecided, a mix of Demon and Angel
[b]Appearance[/b]- [url=http://www.animecubed.com/galleries/angelsanctuary/pics/96.jpg]Arc Angel of Death, Azrael[/url] (his wings are [b]much[/b] larger)
[b]Side[/b]- Undetermined

[b][u]Powers[/u][/b]:

[b]The Book Azrael[/b]- "....forever writing in a large book and forever erasing what he writes: what he writes is the birth of man, what he erases is the name of the man at death."

Yes, Azrael is an author. He keeps an ancient, delapitated leather-bound book close to his chest. Within this mystical book is centuries of names written and scratched. However, this is no ordinary diary or journal, no..This book has the power to wipe out the person or object that Azrael writes down. His sword becomes the quill, the blood flows gracefully along the paper as he delicately scribbles. As he erases, the words of the person or object literally jump off of the page and scream at the person in target. The blood lines and characters turn into soaring blades, slicing the victim into minced meat.

[b]Wings[/b]- Simply put, Azrael's wings are a dangerous weapon(s). Thanks to Dr. Allington and his advanced technology, Azrael's wings harbor many modernized weapons such as flame throwers, 50 cal installments, heat-seaking missiles, electrifying webbing (the space between). If a person is caught in this field of electricity, they vaporize into oblivion.

[b]Blade of Persona[/b]- This is Azrael's prized possession, a four foot long jagged blade made of an ancient metal soaked in millions of angel's blood. All angels and humans alike have different personalities, different views, different attitudes, different blood, so on and so forth. Mixing these varieties of bloods and personalities can be dangerous, especially when one uses it for a weapon or tool. The strong, titanium metal was forged in compliance with this strange mix of bloods, giving the blade a metallic red color. Depending on the opponent, the blade glows and uses a matching personality trait to attack. If the opponent is greedy, the blade will sense this and use the opponent's weakness, greed, against them. And depending on how badly the person greeds or lusts or whatever the case may be, depends on how badly the blade will burn, or so to speak. On the first stabbing or severing, the opponents blood is absorbed into the blade. It, the blood, is then turned into a deadly poison. On the second attack, the opponent's poisoned blood is returned to them, sending them into severe convulsions and a state of mental confusion, rendering them from making coherent decisions and attacks. On the third and final attack, Azrael delivers a powerful blow, dismembering the opponent into pieces with their weakness.

[b]Personality[/b]: Confused, unsure of what is going on. Azrael is strong and powerful, yet he has no idea just how powerful he has become. He is depressed, lonely, dark, and always keeps an air of mystery and wonder. His soul is being split in two; Is he Angel, or Demon? This is the question he constantly asks and does not get any answers. His feelings about himself are scrambled and he is very unstable.

[b]Biography[/b]- The dawn of Heaven. God blessed this wonderous place with Angels. He assigned Angels to several choirs and denominations. Each had their own and deliberate purpose. Metatron, Sandalphon, Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, Celestial, all highest ranking of Angels. They became the first to be called "Arc Angels". All of the rest were just known as Angels. However, there was one more. One more who stood out from all of the choirs. He was the black sheep, he never quite fit in with any of the denominations. His name, Azrael.

God knew Azrael had a dark side to him. He was always alone, never to associate with the rest of the Angels. All except a select few. Of course, these rare assoicates were just as Azrael, dark and mysterious. Although they stayed together, Azrael seemed to be alone. One day, a fellow Arc Angel lost his mind. He grew insane with rage at God and went to Azrael for help in accomplicing him in an assassination. Azrael refused and went to God to warn him. It was too late, this fallen angel was already carrying out his assassination. But to his dismay, Azrael put a blunt stop to his lustful desire to murder God. Azrael slaughtered this fallen angel, Lucifer. Unfortunately, Lucifer did not die. Instead, God condemned him and cast him out of the Heavens. Several angels followed Lucifer under Azrael's blade, saving the Heavens many a time. For his bravery and loyalty, God declared Azrael as the Arc Angel of Death.

Thousands of years passed, Azrael served God faithfully. Until the war. That war, called the Great Fall, changed Azrael for all eternity. Heaven was a shattered glass ball. Demons flooded the Pearly Gates, slaughtering and maiming angels as if they were flies. Lucifer raged through paradise and challenged God. Azrael, Commander of the Angelic Army, charged triumphantly through the evils of Hell. By the time he reached God, Lucifer was already there, along with thousands of possessed angels. Naturally, Azrael defended God and chased Lucifer out of Heaven, but the rebellious angels remained.

Azrael knew these angels could be saved, but God would not hear of it. He condemned them from Heaven, forbode them from Earth, and denied them the mercy to enter Hell. They became the "non-existant". He never even gave them a chance for forgiveness. This infuriated Azrael. He realized at that moment how unjust this God of his could be, and he was betrayed. He questioned God's authority and defied him. Azrael lost all faith in God, in Heaven, and even in Angels of all rank. He even lost faith in himself. How could he be an angel of God if the God he served was unjust and merciless? He betrayed Azrael and all Angels by showing no act to forgive the forsaken. Azrael could not live in this shame and fled Heaven to join sides with Lucifer in his continuing battle against Heaven and all its "glory".

This is all that has been recorded.
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[Lilt]

[color=purple][size=1]Hey. Nice to see you again, Annie. Let me know if I need to change anything in my sign up. Expect future changes in my sign up before we start this rpg.[/size]

[b]Name:[/b] Allycia Vanessa White

[b]Age:[/b] 16

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Species:[/b] Human (Unawakened Angel)

[b]Appearance:[/b] Allycia's black hair only comes down to her chin, and she wears small, circular-framed glasses over her blue eyes. She usually wears a baggy, red tanktop which says "Ambion" on it in black, and black shorts and sneakers.

[b]Side:[/b] Undecided (For now)

[b]Powers:[/b] None (So far)

[b]Personality:[/b] Allycia loves to make up fantasy worlds, and she is usually quiet around those she doesn't know. Sometimes she is mistaken for a "bookish" type of person because of her glasses.

[b]Biography:[/b] Alllycia has always felt like she was supposed to be more than who she is in life. She couldn't really say how, but she just had a feeling that she isn't living up to her full capabilities. She has no idea, however, that there is a reason behind those feelings. Allycia is one of the few Unawakened Angels in the world. Angels that were thought to be non-existant but were "reincarnated" later. She will soon find out why she sometimes has sharp pains in her shoulder blades when the Angel inside of her finally awakens.[/color]

[RainbowChick]

Name: Katherine Lilly

Age: (not sure...15-18...I'll get back on that)

Gender: female

Species: human (another unawakened angel)

Appearance: Katherine has a tall, slender figure, a pale face with animated features. Her blonde hair flows down half way down her back. A few wisps of grown out bangs sometimes fall into her violet eyes. Her clothes change often, but she's mostly seen in a white, long-sleeved shirt with a navy blue zip-up vest over it and a navy blue skirt that falls short of her knees. With that outfit, she wears skater shoes and nave blue socks.

Side: undecided

Powers: none so far

Personality: Katherine is a headstrong and sensible person. She is bright and optimistic. Much liked by people. You can always find a smile on her face. On the inside though, she has problems determining who she is. Has problems "finding" herself(reason in bio).

Bio: Katherine always had a life clogged up with her social affairs, school, extra-carricular stuff but lately all that stuff seems unimportant. She feels she should be doing something else...almost as if someone is calling her. As of late, she has also been having strange dreams...oddly like her childhood fantasies of angels. She will soon find that it is not a mere coincedence.

If there are any problems let me know. And is it okay that there are 2 unawakened angels?

[Anne]

[COLOR=Pink][SIZE=2][FONT=Comic Sans MS]Name: Lanfear

Age: to old to be asked that (appears to be 19)

Gender: takes the appereance of female

Species: Angel

Appearance: She has a slight build. She stands about 5'4 and weights 105 pound. She has long wavy white hair that comes down to her feet. Her eyes are grey with a white rim.

[B][I]Angel form[/B][/I]~ She wears a white dress with silver armor over top. Her wings are consired smaller than normal angels.

[B][I]Human form[/B][/I]~When she is around humans, she hides her wings. Her outfit is a black leather mni skirt, a tight black shirt that say "Beware perverts on train.", black knee high socks and short black anckel boots.

Side: Hell

Powers: She has a long staff made out of ivory with an emerabled gem placed at the top of te staff. She has the abialty to copy a spell that she has just seen but not learn them. When she copies it's not as strong as the orginal. Her greatest power is she can enter a persons dream, in any appearance she wants. She can not harm or kill them when she enters their dreams but she can talk to them and alter the persons dreams.

Personality: She obeys command faithful and obently. She is a strong fighter and has a short temper. She is very quiet and mostly speaks only when needed or when requested. She does have a nicer side which she doesn't really show anyone.

Biography: In Heaven she had been a warrior angel, she was under the command of Azreal. One of the angels that followed Azreal's blade and fought faithfully beside him. When the demons charged through the gets she became one of the possessed. Cast out of Heaven she jioned up with Lucifer. She serves Lucifer as faithfully as she did God. When Azreal went missing she was one of the ones sent to find him. She still searches for Azreal to this day, so she can fufill her mission. Down in Hell it is rumored that she is Beelzebub, Lucifers right hand man, lover.

I hope this is okay. tell me if you need me to change anything.
~MEW~
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[Muse]

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[B]Name:[/B] Michael, Arc Angel of Protection

[B]Age:[/B] Hundreds of thousands, maybe more. Appears to be around 15 or 16.

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Species:[/B] Angel

[B]Appearance:[/B] Michael has two appearances to conceal his true idenity, one human and one Angel.

[URL=http://www.hikari.amethyst-soul.net/images/satoshi/satoshi8.jpg]Human form, but he doesn't have the same outfit on. He has the Angel outfit on, instead, seen below.[/URL]

[URL=http://www.hikari.amethyst-soul.net/images/satoshi/satoshi2.jpg]Angelic Form, this is the outfit he also wears in his Human form.[/URL]

[B]Side:[/B] Heaven

[B]Powers:[/B] The Long whip seen in his Angelic form picture. Since he is the one and only Angel of Protection, his has numerous shielding and healing powers.

[B]Personality:[/B] Calm and collected and doesn't let anything bother him. Not loud and obnoxious, but not shy or quiet, either. He doesn't let anyone do anything for him, and is very headstrong and determined. He is very smart, a genius to most, but he does not boast about anything. He is very optimistic, always looking on the bright side of things. Whilst in Heaven, he does not boast about being an Arc Angel and considers himself an equal.

[B]Biography:[/B] Michael was and still is one of the most respected Arc Angels in Heaven. His power is unmatched by most, and some believe he was one of God's most trusted warriors and friends. He fought loyally against Lucifer, and became one of the most succeful Warriors in Heaven, matched only by Azrael himself. During Azreal's first heroic charge, one Angel, only a babe, was about to be slaughtered by one of Lucifer's demons. Michael dove infront of the child and took the blow, strong enough to kill the boy but not a fully grown Angel.

Overwhelmed by the satisfaction of saving his fellows, Michael flew above the fights, watching over the unable to or unwilling to fight Angels and, using his mighty whip, a gift from God Himself, killing unsuspecting Demons and Rebels who came close to slaughtering the Angels.

The same day that God made Azrael the Arc Angel of Death, he made Michael the Arc Angel of Protection.



[/COLOR][COLOR=red] I do hope it's alright for me to be Michael. I've had this character thought up since yesterday but didn't have time to sign up. I figured it would just be a different Michael then the Arc Angel, but then saw Annie's sign-up as Azrael and figured it was alright to be one of the Arc Angels, I don't want to be Michael just to be stronger then everyone else, mind, just thought it would add a little something to the story to have two Arc Angels. Tell me if I can't and I'll change it to your needs, Annie.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR=purple][SIZE=1]EDIT: Sorry 'bout the misspelling, changed it.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[Dmitri_Dragoon]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=Navy][B]Name: [/B] Tiranus
[B]Age: [/B] As old as time itself.
[B]Gender: [/B] Takes form as a male human
[B]Species: [/B] Demon
[B]Appearance: [/B] [I]Demon Form: [/I] [url=http://img18.photobucket.com/albums/v55/Rayman_879/demon.jpg]here.[/url]
[I]Human form: [/I] [url=http://img18.photobucket.com/albums/v55/Rayman_879/lucifer.jpg]here.[/url]
[B]Side: [/B] Hell
[B]Powers: [/B]
[I]Sword: [/I] Hellbringer - A wicked sword that was forged for Tiranus many thousands of years ago. This sword can cut through most material, though still has its limits, but Tiranus does not know what they are. He fears that one day he will find out in a most unfortunate time.
He also, of course has superhuman strength, and is not one to be messed with.
[B]Personality:[/B] He is the stereotypical demon. He thinks he is the ubermensch of all creatures. He cares little for anyone, including his best of friends, if you can call them that. He will without a thought kill anyone for his own personal gain.
[B]Biography:[/B] Tiranus for as long as any has known, has been close to Lucifer. When Lucifer decided to try and take over heaven, Tiranus was there by his side.
When the bunch were banished from Heaven, he was by Lucifer's side. Always, Tiranus was at Lucifer's side.
Now Lucifer has called upon Tiranus to find this Azreal, and to bring him before the Dark Prince.[/COLOR][/SIZE]

>.< ugh, I'm rusty. I swear I'll do better in the actual RPG.

[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#999999][B]Name:[/B] Alexandria

[B]Age:[/B] Unknown

[B]Gender:[/B] Residing within a female body...

[B]Species:[/B] Demonic Sorceress

[B]Appearance:[/B] Alexandria has 3 forms, her demon form and her creature form. Her last form is the purest form of them all...this is the form in which she become one of the greatest catalysts ever. This form will determine who she truly is.

[U]Demonic Form:[/U] [URL=http://icomic.com/gallery/details.php?image_id=5792]Demonic Sorceress, Alexandria[/URL] Excluding the outer skeletal arm, she has nails that extend to about 6".
[U]Creature:[/U] See attachment
[U]Catalyst Form:[/U]

[B]Side:[/B] Undecided

[B]Powers:[/B] Not just yet..I shall get to this.

[B]Personality:[/B] She longs to be loved, to be wanted, to belong, and yet she cannot. She searches for someone to love, to say that she is beautiful the way she is. Being a demon's daughter, she cannot find someone to love and fears that no one will love her. She keeps her distance from those who are not like her. She hides her true form from all those above the surface. Her heart is filled with hatred for her mother and father and detests authority and those who believe they are superior to her. She seems to be isolated, distant, and dark, but that is only triggered by the hatred for her mother. She protects those who were kind to her once and those who are like her. Her darkness can only be released until she finds someone who will accept her for who she is and will not fear her.

[B]Biography:[/B] [B]Biography:[/B] Locked away in a crystalline prison, restrained from the world, Alexandria was a pure bred creature kept from the outside world, kept from the innocence that she hungered for. Kept from all society and humanity. She was known as the creature of destruction and death and chaos lurked in every corner when she passed by. A demon of great power that everyone has tried to contain or obtain, Alexandria was only to rise again with intentions of giving equal opportunities of pain to both sides.

For as long as the war went on, Alexandria released her thundrous power unto all the earth and let millions of innocent people die. Angels fought her, yet they failed, the Arc-Angels fought her, yet their power wasn't enough. Then God took his mighty Hand and had pushed back this demon back to the depths of hell where she stayed. But, within the depths of hell, she was a great destructive being. She gave torment and terror to the ones who lived in Hell and gave Lucifer pain as well. It seemed as though that Alexandria was a creature born to release her fury unto those who needed punishment.

Alexandria had caused so much terror and chaos that God and Lucifer could not handle her any longer. She was too powerful and the anger that rose within her made her even more powerful, which meant that once her anger was laid upon the earth, no one would survive. Yet, Azrael, the Arc-Angel knew that somewhere within her, there was a being, more powerful than the creature of doom itself, able to control the anger. But, God and Lucifer refused to let this experiment happen and had locked away this creature until the next war began....and so.....the chaos was let out once more.[/size][/color]

[Ninjah]

[Color=darkred][Size=1][b]Name:[/b] Kiros

[b]Age:[/b] one thousand in demon years; looks about 18 or 19

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Species:[/b] Demon

[b]Appearance:[/b]
[URL=http://www.rpgplanet.com/lineage/images/fanart/demons.jpg]Demon Form [/URL]
[URL=http://img47.photobucket.com/albums/v144/Hataki/Kiros.jpg]Human Form [/URL]

[b]Side:[/b] Hell but yet works as neutral to both sides.

[b]Powers:[/b]

Weapon- [URL=http://img47.photobucket.com/albums/v144/Hataki/zweihander.jpg]Zweihander[/URL]: This sword feeds on the souls of the humans and the fallen. The more souls it eats. It?ll become much stronger. After eating as many souls as it can eat it shall allow Kiros to do a special move of his.

[b]Personality:[/b] Kiros is a laidback kind of demon. He can get irritated easily though. He?s headstrong. He says he doesn?t need any help even when he needs it. He wants to take care of things by himself. He doesn?t care about anything, not even his-self. He also has a sort of hatred toward one of his ally?s name Tiranus. He can be sarcastic at times and just would like to bring some fun into hell. He?s the opposite of what his grandfather was.

[b]Biography:[/b] Kiros was born in the firey pits of hell but brought up into heaven; because his full blooded demonic parents caused much catastrophe, destroying many innocent angels. His parents were executed by one of the Arc Angels named; 'Azrael.' God let the young Kiros stay alive; for he knew that Kiros will side with them.

Over the years Azrael and Kiros became good friends. Kiros was under the service of Azrael and God; Becoming a great warrior for both of them almost becoming an Arc Angel; no, not angel, but Demon. There is no such thing as an Arc Demon. So Kiros just forgot about it.

One thousand years later during the war Heaven against Hell; He was sided with the Heavens. Kiros was shocked for he was killing his own kind. He would become a trader if he fought along the side of either sides. Kiros didn't want to leave the side of Azrael; his good friend. Because of this Kiros led from the battle. Not because he was afraid of dying; but because he didn't want to be a traitor.

After Kiros heard about Azrael being banished from the Heavens Kiros got quite upset. Kiros argued with God about taking the bounty off of Azrael's head. Because of that Kiros was also banished form heaven. Kiros then sided with Lucifer; leader of Hell.

Kiros got sick of his allies. Espcially Tiranus, always by the side of Lucifer; and said to be the strongest. Kiros was strong, but Lucifer didn't want to know. Kiros's kind side started to slowly slip away. He had no feelings toward anybody anymore. Kiros then was given a sword from Lucifer, for it belonged to Kiros's grandfather which always fought by the side of Lucifer.

After hearing about what the sword could do Kiros decided to go to Earth and feed his sword human souls, and also search for his friend Azrael.


Edit: I edited my entire bio for it didn't really make any sense. @_@ And I still have somebody as my enemy...And I don't know If it's ok for Kiros to be a friend of Azrael. If I need to change anything just tell me.[/size][/color]

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1]Great, great. These are all very good. Yes, 2 unawakened angels are enough. The only thing I'm seeing wrong is the misspellig of his name, other than that, you all are looking good.

Keep 'em coming..

Oh, one thing. I'm going to be gone for like a week. I am leaving one tech school and going to another, so I'm not quite sure the next time I'll be online. But please, be patient..Hatake, your spot is reserved.[/color][/size]

[Veritas]

[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Name: Pyritos[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Age: Unknown looks about 18[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Gender: Takes form as a male[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Species: Fallen Angel [/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Appearance: [/color][/size][/font][url="http://www.animecubed.com/galleries/x/pics/100.jpg"][font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Fallen Angel Form[/color][/size][/font][/url][font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred] exept he isnt unraveling and he has legs.[/color][/size][/font]
[url="http://www.animeshrine.com/gallery.php?series=warofgenesis&image=3"][font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Human form[/color][/size][/font][/url][font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred] minus the guns.[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Side: Hell[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Personality:[/color][/size][/font]
[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]Bio:[/color][/size][/font]
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[font=Century Gothic][size=2][color=darkred]I'll try to get this finished by tommorow.[/color][/size][/font]

[sesshomaru 3]

Name TY

Age unkown

Race Dragon Demon

Wepon sword

Pet a dragon named vagoon

Abilty to make things out of ice and shadow

Bio a young priestesses who was also a princess but she was captured 1 day by a fierce angel but before he could leave a stubborn demon not ant regular demon there is jus a couple of these kind he was 1 of the mighty dragon demons it turns out he was looking for her he pulled out his sword and threatened her to make the demon of Seiko come and revile his self but she jus pretended not to know what he was talking about. So every day he followed her & she actually told him her name Silvia and in return he told her his name TY the dragon demon he was a bit sad because he had not seen his 3 bros and sis in a while then 1 year later she finally trusted him enough to show him the dragon when she closed her eyes she drifted into a deep sleep the dragon arose then something happened they where attacked by some of the most of the powerful angels alive and then the v?s attacked and they won but the only way for them to survive was to send them forward into a diffren world

Home in hell :devil:

Looks he looks like sesshomaru and inu yasha only he has horns 1 black 1 blue 1 of his eyes r blue 1 is black when mad his eys turn all black and all nlue

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1]Hm..I had thought I said two unawakened Angels were enough...You can, however, be an Angel..or even an Arc Angel. [/color][/size]

[sesshomaru 3]

im a demon dragon not a angel

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1]I wasn't talking to you, Sessh, I know you are a demon ^_^...They know who they are (who I'm talking to)...OH, just for gee-whiz, I have this website were you can go to find names and their meanings of Angels, Arch Angels and such..It's very informational, check it out:

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[Skye]

[font=times new roman][size=2][color=purple][b]Name:[/b] Tanka Steffanie Tyler

[b]Age:[/b] 16

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Species:[/b] Human

[b]Appearance:[/b] Steff has chestnut hair(dark brow-red with gold streaks) that falls to just past the edges of her shoulder blades in waves. Her eyes are a dark blue, with a greyish rim around the pupil. She stands about 5'7", and wieghs close to 145 lbs. Most of her wieght is due to her firm, wiry, and toned muscles. She has very tan skin, and a sahrp face. Her clothes change, depending on her mood, but she is usually seen wearing a pair of boot-cut jeans(faded dark blue), a black halter top with a purple rimmed white star in the middle(purple and white glitter around it), a black zip up hooded jacket, and a pair of black Nike tennis shoes.

[b]Side:[/b] Undecided

[b]Powers:[/b] None
[i]Weapon(s) -[/i] She carries a simple pocket knife. Other than that, anything she can reach.

[b]Personality:[/b] Steffanie is usually a quiet person, though very stubborn and determined. She's friendly in a shy sort of way, and doesn't give her trust out easily. Once she does give you her trust, betray hre, and you just might have a demon on your heels.

[b]Biography:[/b] Tanka was her brith name, but it sounded so wierd to her that, in second grade, she asked everyone to call her by her middle name. So Steffanie is what she's called. She lived a quiet life, and, unknown to the rest of the world, she was an abuse child. Her father came home everynight dead drunk, and after beating her, would smother her with love. So how could it be wrong?

Her father constantley spent her mothers money - Steff's mom was the only one working, until Steff became 14, old enough to work at the supermarket bagging. Her dad would by drugs, alcohal, and use up all of their wages doing so. That is, until he was killed. He wa driving drunk(again) and crashed. The survivors were none injured, but her father was killed.

Steff and her mom live in their own house, not the broken down apartment that they lived in when her dad was alive. Now they have enough money to eat properly, and Steff is on the local soccer team. She just got her drivers permit. When she looks back on the day her father was reported dead, she thinks 'Thank the gods.'

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[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1]Alright the story is up! Post my little pretties! O.o..Metatron, post your character already.

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[Cyriel]

Can I still join?

[B]Name:[/B] Ann Sang Lee
[B]Age:[/B] 18
[B]Gender:[/B] Female
[B]Species:[/B] Angel/Human Half-breed
[B]Appearance:[/B] see attachment
[B]Side:[/B] Undetermined

[U][B]Powers:[/B][/U]

[B]True Sight[/B] - Ann, with her mixed blood, has the ability to see angels, demons, spirits, and things not of this world. She sees through lies and non-truths, and nothing is hidden from her.

[B]Release[/B] - For those spirits whose souls are for some reason trapped in this world, and unable to take the path to Heaven or Hell, Ann's touch can bring release from the mortal world, freeing the soul to traverse the road of spirits to the beyond.

[B]Repent[/B] - Humans of unclear conscience seem to be drawn to Ann, and under her gaze or touch, they let go of all worldly sins. She seems to be able to clear their minds and bodies of troubles and illness, and children naturally quiet in her presence.

[B]Wings[/B] - Although she does not have wings, when her angelic blood rises, Ann seems to have the shadows of wings surrounding her. This echo takes shape when the spiritual side of her soul is called, and her eyes also seem to bleed brown into bright green. So although not concrete, her wings still shadow her, and she is able to use the feathers to calm, comfort, or exorcise spirits.

[B]Personality:[/B] Usually quite solitary, her voice is barely heard. To people who know her, she's a mystery, as she never seems to open up and really express herself. Her true feelings she will always mask - either that, or she's extremely apathetic, not really having an opinion of what's happening around her. She merely accepts things as they are, and continues, accomodating whatever needs to be done. She seems to have a strange phobia of churches, and will not go within a block of one; this also includes a fear of really almost any mention of religious beings. It's also extremely difficult to surprise Ann, as she's seen many paranormal things... But as for everything else around her, she has no questions, but also no reason for her existence. No purpose, but no will to make her own way in life.

[B]Biography:[/B] Alone for the whole of her life, Ann has never known her parents, who disappeared soon after she was born, abandoning her to the care of relatives. Luckily, the kindness of an ancient uncle cared for her, and when he passed away, his will turned over everything of his estate to Ann. Therefore, she gets a sort of monthly allowance which she lives on. Her other relatives dislike her for this reason, and she is even more dissuaded from trying to grow close with the rest of her "family." She has her own apartment alone, which she has lived in for the last eight years, in a solitary lifestyle.

Although she graduated from high school, that was the extent of her education, as her uncle's will would be more than enough to take care of her whole life. Thus, she really had no reason to continue any sort of education, and doesn't hold a job. She is held in contempt by her relatives, but only sees them once a month anyway, to collect her allowance from the will. Also, Ann was always seen as odd by her extended family, as she seemed to attract all sorts of odd people to herself. Bums would just stop in the street to hold her hand, or criminals would come to sob at her feet.

After a time, she got used to this, and also realized that she was able to see spirits of sorts. They, also, seemed drawn to her, and then soon after would disappear. She accepted this, not thinking it anything really special, as she grew up with it. However, in her freshman year of high school, all that changed. While attending a morning service in a chapel that she visited sometimes, light seemed to brighten and explode in the church. Feathers of bright radiance flew around, and angels seemed to fill the air. People were in awe, silent, afraid, and Ann could only stare. But...then, they drew their shining blades, and hurdled towards her.

Ann has no memory of how she escaped; the memory is repressed. All she knows is that she now avoids churches at all costs, shuddering at the sight of them. Any mention of God or angels makes her flinch, and she has a fear of heavenly beings. How ironic, then, that she is the result of a forbidden union between an angel and a mortal human. She is unaware of her parentage, but still avoids the subject; there is still an unhealed wound from the knowledge that she was abandoned. There have been a few other attempts on her forbidden life, and each time she escapes, unharmbed, but also unable to remember how she escaped.

Around certain beings, such as demons, although Ann is not able to name them as such, her aura seems to change the more time she is exposed to them.

[Annie]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][FONT=Lucida Sans Unicode]Yes, I believe you PMed me on that. You are good. Metatron will be the last person to join.[/color][/size][/font]

[Kwai]

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[b]Name:[/b] Mordecry the Blood

[b]Age:[/b] 5491

[b]Race: Grim Demon:[/b] There are billions of demons that inhabit the inferno named Hell. The thought that first occurred to Darwin, the idea of ?survival of the fittest? applies itself most in Hell and none other. The lesser demons perish under the might of the stronger or they are cast down as slaves to a lowly position. Then, of course, exist the stronger demons. A Grim Demon is an offspring of such powerful demons, and is nourished with the flesh and blood of their lesser kin from birth. After two millennia passes, the Grim Demon is pitted against its predecessor in a duel to the death. Whichever survives consumes the carcass of its parent or child, and continues the lineage. Such is the life of a Grim Demon, and due to the ritualistic battle for survival for each Grim Demon, they are restricted to only one per lineage. This maintains the pure demonic power that each Grim Demon possesses, thus keeping their infernal strengths pure throughout the ages.

[b]Weapon:[/b]

[b]Steel Fang:[/b] A gigantic blade hammered out from a huge solid block of steel that was dug up from deep within the ground in Hell. It took a total of thirteen centuries for the completion of this blade, and many an incompetent smiths that failed to meet the deadline were killed during the process of its creation. The steel that eventually came to form the blade was soaked in the blood of its former smith after each execution, slowly nurturing a passive blood lust that made the blade hunger for more blood. Because of this, anyone wielding this blade is consumed by an unholy desire for blood and gore, the seething blood lust eventually working up into a diabolic frenzy with each enemy slain.

[b]Abilities:[/b]

[b]Howl:[/b] With a piercing shriek that penetrates the deafest of all ears, Mordecry is able to force the opposing forces into a terrified state of frenzied panic, drastically decreasing the order and unity among enemy armies. His shriek also launches a high frequency of waves that sends an intense vibration through out the entire body, destroying weakened parts and sending the creature into a paralyzed state.

[b]Blood Aura:[/b] Mordecry?s particular ancestry of Grim Demons was originally a vampiric sort. They were especially persistent in battle due to their ability to rapidly heal their wounds when injured through the act of drinking blood. Through the lineage, Mordecry?s blood line of Grim Demons developed a leeching aura that induced all injured opponents within a set proximity to bleed profusely while replenishing the life of the Demon. This ability has been the bane of many armies, both heavenly and hellish, for any small injury could turn into a gushing fountain of blood, killing the injured from blood loss.

[b]Blood Lust:[/b] A supportive spell that has been honed and passed down through Mordecry?s lineage, Blood Lust, as it is written, evokes the deepest genocidal lust for blood present within all creation brought forth in this world, both heavenly or hellish. Under the spell of this demonic enchantment, the enchanted creature?s adrenaline and muscle strength is greatly enhanced, giving roughly three times the speed and power of the normal state. The only set back is that an unnatural desire to shed blood rises under the spell, sending the enchanted into a frenzied rage to hack and hew through the flesh of everything around it, regardless of friend or foe. What is interesting is, Blood Lust has not been used as often on Mordecry himself or his allies as on enemy angels. The angel under the infernal spell slaughtered everything around him, and by such an act, damned himself. In effect, this spell has been effective in recruiting angels and humans alike to the allegiance of Hell.

[b]Personality:[/b] Due to his lineage and also due to his upbringing, he seems to possess a somewhat elitist view of how the world is run. In his eyes, those that cannot ensure their own survival have no place in this world, and thus it is the duty of those that hold power to exterminate the weak. Consequently, his vision of Utopia is none other than Hell where only the strong survive. As for himself, he views himself as one of the powerful, and he enjoys exercising his power to the fullest. He bows down before no one, and will not hesitate to trample the weak under his heels.

[b]Apperance:[/b] Once I find a good pic...

[b]Bio:[/b] Mordecry?s name comes from the way he was brought into this world. When he was born, his shrill, piercing cry echoed through out Hell, driving the hordes of demons restless. His first act was biting off the head of a lesser demon that, unfortunately, strayed too close to the newborn. Thus, his name turned out to be Mordecry (Morder ? Bite in Spanish).
Mordecry was born to the lineage of the Vampiric Grim Demons, and as such, possessed an insatiable appetite for blood, especially from the freshly slain. Countless lesser demons he slaughtered and cannibalized, countless human carcasses he consumed, immeasurable amounts of blood soaked into his very being. After the set time of two millennia, he was cast into an enormous pit without warning, and was forced to face off against his predecessor, his Father who carried the name of ?Koróshya the Genocide?. In an epic battle that followed, Mordecry succeeded in tearing Koróshya?s body to shreds after a battle that lasted for two centuries. Following the ritual of the Grim Demons, he consumed his father?s corpse, and through the cannibalization, gained the two skills of Blood passed down through his lineage.
Since his ascension as the Grim Demon, Mordecry has been the participant of many wars against Heaven, and a fair bit amongst the denizens of Hell. He survived each with triumph, his strength increasing gradually with each drop of blood shed by friends and foe alike. He also has, though this knowledge is known only to a few, been the main cause behind many of the angels that fell to the pits of Hell after succumbing to the temptation of ?wrath?.
Currently, Mordecry resides deep within the abyssal pits of Hell, his lair carved out from the bones of a gigantic demon dragon that he slew shortly after consuming his predecessor. None dare stray close to his lair without his permission, and many do not even with permission. He has been known to tear off the head of a fellow demon for no apparent reason after all.
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