HIERARCHY INTERDIMENSIONAL TRAINING RECRUITMENT/CENSUS DOSSIER. NO.4

Hello and Welcome. If you have these documents for the census, Please skip to the bottom of the page and fill out your Hierarchy Personal Informational Form. If you have just been recruited then Congratulations! We know you have many questions, And we have many answers. But we only have a short amount of time and we need you to get working asap!

First things first; Where are you?: You have been chosen to work for and with the most elite and tightly wound covert Interdimensional Military operations to ever exist. The Hierarchy. Now, We understand that you may be feeling a bit Disoriented about learning that there are Dimensions and not just your universe. Please take this time to take a breather and reevaluate yourself before reading on.

REEVALUATE BEFORE CONTINUATION.

Now, Who am I? Well, I am REDACTED, Your Hierarchy coordinator and Member of H.R. Now, Let your hair down! Relax, Redacted Is going to take good care of you your first time here.

Third things Third... What will you encounter here as you work? Well, You will be happy to know that you will be meeting and working with a massive and hugely diverse cast of Interdimensional Characters! Anyone and Everyone you can think of will be here! And you'll probably run Into them! Who knows? Might even make a friend or best friend or More than a friend! If you get what I'm saying! :)

And Finally, The Stairwell! How does It work? How do I reach the top when I'm at the bottom? Well, keep working hard with that can-do attitude and everything will answer Itself!

Now, That's about all you need for your beginning steps up the stairwell of success. Oh, and one more thing! If you think that you can or will leave, You Won't! You Can't! We'll make sure of It. Happy Working! Please be sure to fill out your Hierarchy Personal Informational Form, Grab a jumpsuit, and wear a smile!

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PERSONAL BIASES:
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BIRTH DIMENSION:
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ASSISSTANCE WITH NEWTON:
DESCRIPTION/OTHER:

NAME: Michael
AGE: N/A
RACE: Archangel
GENDER: N/A, "Male"
LEVEL: Archangel IIII
PERSONAL BIASES: Get even. At any cost.
EYE COLOR: N/A
HEIGHT: 6'2
BIRTH DIMENSION: Hierarchy
ALIASES: The Guardian
JOB TITLE: Archangel
KNOWN DISEASES/MUTATIONS: None.
HISTORY WITH HIERARCHY: first known Michael grade Archangel
ASSISTANCE WITH WICK: None
ASSISTANCE WITH NEWTON: One Meeting, cussed out, got bottles thrown at body
DESCRIPTION/OTHER: I'm getting really tired of this census thing. If this place Is going to keep upping the taxes, I'm just gonna exile myself. Dreyton built me so we could protect the people of the Hierarchy, Give them something to look up to. I don't know why he won't speak to me anymore.

Last known picture:

G. Reaper [+]

^{"Obituaries should be more entertaining, like the funny pages."}

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Name: Grim
Aliases: Grim Reaper or Death
Job Title: Soul Gatherer and Baby-sitter of the Damned (a.k.a. Death)
Age: ???
Gender: ♂
Race: ???

*The door opens. A woman with a lab coat steps Into the room with a clipboard. She was a fair and pretty sort, A tall woman with glasses and red hair.*

Toby from H.R. Is ready for you, Sir.

The waiting room, as usual was abysmally bland and boring.

For Death himself it was absolutely dull, not even the local funny page elicited a laugh from the skeleton thus when the secretary finally stepped out to address him the robed skeleton sighed, folding the newspaper he was reading "Finally, you do know I've a plane bombing to attend? Souls don't reap themselves."

The waiting room, as usual was abysmally bland and boring.

For Death himself it was absolutely dull, not even the local funny page elicited a laugh from the skeleton thus when the secretary finally stepped out to address him the robed skeleton sighed, folding the newspaper he was reading "Finally, you do know I've a plane bombing to attend? Souls don't reap themselves."

*The Secretary smiled and chuckled.* Yes, Yes. We know. Come. Toby Is waiting for you. *She had led the tall robed skeleton out of the waiting room and Into the MASSIVE corridors of the metal facility. Every Mile, Every Inch had something Anew, A look to your left, and there was a group who were returning after retrieving a cache of what appeared to be weapons...A turn right and, the glorious sight of the Archangel Hub full of Metal humanoid beasts flying or practicing target shooting. A few more steps and the duo walked Into what appeared to be an elevator. The Woman Pressed a button and off the elevator went. The Lift Itself was some sort of metal, But It had many windows so you could see the absolute Hugeness of the Hierarchy. This was something that fascinated the Reaper but did not make the woman flinch.*

We used to have another like you, ya know. *She said, Looking forward.*

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

*The Secretary smiled and chuckled.* Yes, Yes. We know. Come. Toby Is waiting for you. *She had led the tall robed skeleton out of the waiting room and Into the MASSIVE corridors of the metal facility. Every Mile, Every Inch had something Anew, A look to your left, and there was a group who were returning after retrieving a cache of what appeared to be weapons...A turn right and, the glorious sight of the Archangel Hub full of Metal humanoid beasts flying or practicing target shooting. A few more steps and the duo walked Into what appeared to be an elevator. The Woman Pressed a button and off the elevator went. The Lift Itself was some sort of metal, But It had many windows so you could see the absolute Hugeness of the Hierarchy. This was something that fascinated the Reaper but did not make the woman flinch.*

We used to have another like you, ya know. *She said, Looking forward.*

If he had eyes he would be rolling them but Death simply scoffed, tapping his scythe with his boney fingers "I'm literally Death, I'd hardly expect someone to be like me. But if you mean Charon then, I'm flattered." he was also jealous, the underworld ferryman had a boat!

<Snipped quote by Warwick>

If he had eyes he would be rolling them but Death simply scoffed, tapping his scythe with his boney fingers "I'm literally Death, I'd hardly expect someone to be like me. But if you mean Charon then, I'm flattered." he was also jealous, the underworld ferryman had a boat!

*She chuckled as well.* Trust me. You think YOU and Charon are the only robed tall people with a scythe you'd be mistaken. Every Dimension has its own version of Death.

<Snipped quote by Dark Cloud>

*She chuckled as well.* Trust me. You think YOU and Charon are the only robed tall people with a scythe you'd be mistaken. Every Dimension has its own version of Death.

Oh how droll, the infinite multiverse thing that simply gave the skeletal figure a headache or it would if he had a brain "Lovely, more people to do my job for me how absolutely wonderful." just the thought of sharing a watercooler with every version of himself was not thrilling in the slightest.

<Snipped quote by Warwick>

Oh how droll, the infinite multiverse thing that simply gave the skeletal figure a headache or it would if he had a brain "Lovely, more people to do my job for me how absolutely wonderful." just the thought of sharing a watercooler with every version of himself was not thrilling in the slightest.

*She did not look at him, Only forward and spoke.* You'd be a riot with Wick. He'd Like you.