[CHAR] Devil's Advocates (Saving the world...by burning it down!)

[Windstormugly]

Robert Fields

Name: Robert Fields
Age: 17
Gender: apache-helicopter
Appearance:

Desire: Wield the same control over the angels and their god as they held over him

Ability: Can project fields that tries to subjects everything within to his will, as long as he can mentally maintain his hold on it.

Weapon: Spiked tungsten balls.

Personality: BA(Before Awakening) Robert, or Bobby as his friends called him, was a pretty laid-back guy. Insistent on doing only what he wanted, and only what he had to. AA, realizing everything he had ever decided and wanted had been planted in his head and forced on him to perform, Fields turned paranoid. Amplifying the trait of his own choice into the forefront. None will ever again lay out the path for him, this time it's his turn to be the puppet master.

Backstory: From a young age Robert followed his dream of becoming a martial artist instead of the computer scientist his family wanted. However the freak death of one of his juniors made him reconsider his choices in life and he decided to look at the mistakes and results of people long gone.
When he awakened to the truth he could feel nothing but cold and calculated rage at those who would toy so carelessly with mortals.

[Red Helix]

Name: Jane Coldstream
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Desire: To fight with determination against impossible odds and surpass the overwhelming darkness.
Ability: Becomes stronger, tougher, and faster the more damage she takes in a fight.
Weapon: Sniper/assault rifle hybrid
Personality: Before the awakening, Jane was a shy girl who was quick to buckle to peer pressure and fall in-line with whatever was expected from her. Afterwards, she became a rebellious and rowdy girl who has a fiery attitude.

[Silvir]

Name: Greg Hendrickson
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Desire: The freedom to spread out and evolve to discover more about the world and the universe.
Ability: Technopathy- the ability to control and alter technology. The better the understanding, the deeper and more complicated the control of it.
Weapon: large caliber pistol
Personality: Explorer – Greg has deep hunger to discover, something that has been unleashed now that his mind is free to desire. Before he simply was another content person studying to become some type of researcher. Whatever was the logical choice based on his skills. Now he wants to know and learn it all.
Backstory: What is there to tell about a person without desire. A normal family life mostly living a sufficient and efficient life in this stale society. He was a natural att science and worked his way trough school aiming to become a researcher or engineer depending on where his skills and knowledge flourished the most.

[Ragrar]

Name: Venus Morgan

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: The standard lithe, teenage female. Small of stature. Slight of frame. Unnoticeable of bust or hips. Long straight dirty blonde hair. Almond shaped blue-green eyes. Thin lips. Small upturned nose. Barely tanned caucasian skin. Innocent and average. So childlike. Yet since her encounter at the cave, her hair looks like it's growing darker, and her skin paler than before.

Desire: Forbidden knowledge. Her one true lust is to know all that is not meant to be known by her. And moreso what is not meant to be known by anyone. To learn the truth of what has happened before that lead to this existence of bondage and mediocrity; to uncover the secrets of history.

Ability: The desire for truth, secret lore and forbidden knowledge manifests in Venus as the ability to call forth and command undead beings (in order that she might learn the secrets of their lives, and perhaps even their afterlives). She has strong control over these spirits and risen corpses as well as the penchant for communicating with even the least comprehensible of them.

Her Necromancy is at first only the ability to call forth weak wraiths of the more recently deceased. But as her desire grows so shall the strength and wisdom of those undead beings who will harken to her summons and every command.

Weapon: A large, very ornate dagger, with motifs of horned and fanged demon skulls on the handle and a black blade inlaid with sickly green runes whose bite is venomous to the living.

Personality: When she was content, her personality would have been considered boring if a bit chipper. Polite, yet only because she was afraid to be offensive. Now darkened edges of sass and sarcasm have crept in. Now, influenced by desire, she has anger, frustration, and passion.

Backstory: A typical girl child, of typical parents. The world after the world runs smoothly. All is as it should be. And Venus was as she should have been. A girl being educated, and doing her part to prepare for a life in city planning and architecture. Just another brick in the wall. A brick destined to place more bricks in more walls literally and metaphorically -and monotonously!- in the service of a purified orderly existence.

And then, in a life largely without incident, she was shocked to receive poor marks in her masonry and design classes. It seemed that she didn't understand the value of, nor the proper procedure for including homages to angelic powers within the construction of buildings. She couldn't just pick out what looked good to her. She had to make it look good in a holy way. In a proper way.

So she set about studying. But it was all so confusing to her. And so her instructor arranged for her to visit several holy sights on weekends to learn from first hand viewing. Her grades have started to improve. But she is still participating to make sure the she understands fully. It's her ninth such excursion. And little does she realize how loose the wall's hold on this brick is about to become.

[Warborn123]

Name: Vivian Velvet

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Desire: Vivian desires for the world to be free and that people are allowed to have desires and allowed to do what they want and not just be puppets for the angels.

Ability: Her ability comes in the form of music, She is a amazing instrumentalist and can play any instrument with perfection, She can also use the power of music to summon Fireballs, Ice spikes and Electricity, She can use her power to control a single person, when she just learns her power she'll be able to do small things like shoot small icicles and convince people to hit themselves in the face, but at her maximum strengh she can easily raze a House or drive a single person into insanity.

She is also immune to all magic that relies on sound, as she is deaf.

Weapon: A Steel Violin

Personality: Vivian is very pessimistic and cynical, She tends to be very pragmatic and down to earth. if this hasn't convinced you yet she is a massive debbie downer, though she isn't border-line depressed all the time, sometimes she can be kind and empathetic.
Vivian hates the Angels for the control they have over humanity, She believes that humans aren't happy unless they are truly free.

If this was dnd she'd be Chaotic Good.

Backstory: Vivian used to be the exact opposite of what her personality says, she was stupidly optimistic, She was born to a relatively poor family who also shared her optimism.

she absolutely hated music and wanted to be a archaeologist.

life was perfect for her until one day, while her parents were driving her to school, but her parents crashed into a truck and they both died while Vivian lost her hearing, but however she was optimistic and didn't care at all, this was because of the angel's control over her.

Later on after getting a foster family, she went on a field trip then upon getting her desires back, all the grief from her parents came back and she was rather sad, She quickly found out that she hates archaeology with a passion and loves music, especially the violin, but however because she is deaf she can never hear her own music.

After Vivian found out the angels stolen all of her free-will, she vowed to free every last human being on earth.

[The Jest]

Name: Dean Roshaw

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Desire: To let this feeling of passion, of emotion and want, to spread like wildfire.

Ability: At the start, Dean's power is simply Pyrokinesis, using the raw will and emotion he gained as an igniter of flames he can produce from his hands. As improvement goes by, the flames he can produce will gradually change into multiple different colors, and would be used in different ways depending on the color of the flame.

Personality: Before the liberation, The angels depicted him as one of the many millions not worth bothering with the personality of anything beyond the kind-hearted apathy of the masses. When he broke out of this control, for the first time, he felt life, he felt alive. Feelings and emotions never before felt rushed into him, and they felt so good, so natural, that the very thought that he was without these gives rise to a seething anger for this prison they dare to call a paradise. Still, old habits die hard, he still has this feeling of kindness, and an instinct to help, but rather than throwing it away, he melds it together with his desires, creating a "greater good" to fight and commit all manner of sacrilege for

As a result, Dean can be seen as still a calm and kind-hearted individual, but one who is dedicated to push aside his morals to raise some hell.

[Bishop]

Name: Amon Deus
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: (Can be an image of any kind, or a description)
Desire: Escape away from this world, go somewhere where the angels can't reach him but he also desires for them to feel despair for all they did to him.
Ability: Can open portals to the plain of shadows and move between it and this plane freely.
Weapon: Metal strings
Personality: Before he saw the corpse he was a cheerful person. The brave one of the lot. He always went to the front and lead the others. After he awoke he saw that all that he was had been a facade forced down his throat to carry around wherever he went. He buckled to the ground and threw up. The thought of not being himself all those years, forced to pretend, fueled a deep anger inside him, anger towards the angels, anger towards the world.

[A Blue Chord]

Name: Apollo Hadrian
Gender: Male/Nonbinary
Age: 17
Appearance:
Desire: True freedom. Apollo doesn't care about much, but one of the few things that he cares most about the ability to decide things for himself and to live his own life. He wants to live without anyone else influencing who he is.
Personality: Literally gives absolutely no f***s whatsoever. One of his prime motivators to do anything at all is the chance that he'll have fun. This makes him a bit of a jerk, considering that his apathy extends to how he treats other people. He still doesn't care about much at all, but now that he has desire, he's a bit more touchy than before and does not react well to being told what to do, even if he knows that he is being irrational.
Ability: Speed. At first, that just meant being able to move really quickly. However, he will soon learn that if he can get fast enough, the possibilities of what his power can bring him are………interesting
Weapon: A nondescript steel knife.
Backstory: He was always a sort of a loner, mostly because of his abrasive personality. But one day, while randomly wandering the streets of his city, he heard some rumors about a group of rebels against everything that society stood for. Needless to say, he was intrigued, and over time, that intrigue spun out of control and morphed into an obsession. His eagerness to find out what was going on led him to start "looking for trouble." (I'll be explaining more of his backstory as I go along. I want some of the missing information to affect the way his character develops)

[Godlikeblade]

Name: Vladimir Quake

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance

Height: 5'10
Eyes: Blue

Desire: The destruction of every angel and the false society they have created

Ability: Explosion Manipulation

Weapon: A specially made shotgun that he found that can fire HE Rounds, AP Rounds(Armor Piercing), Non-lethal Rounds, AP Rounds(Anti-personnel) Due to its auto adjusting barrel

Weapons Appearance

Personality: Before he touched the corpse he was a very calm and collected person who usually keep a lot of things to him self, but ever since he touched the corpse he's been very loopy, Crazy and out of hand he also loves music and most likely have headphones on during most missions

Other: He also has a very strong Russian accent

[CriticalHit]

Name: Aaron Rucasi

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance

Height: 5'11
Build: Lean
Eyes: Green

Usually seen wearing black hoodie over a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans.

Desire: "I want to- No. I will take this broken and false existence back from the angels, until humanity holds everything in this world once more. Earth belongs to humanity, and I will reclaim our right to rule it by taking down the angelic regime... piece by piece."

Ability: Aaron possesses the ability to drain energy from objects or living beings and store this power within him briefly before redistributing this energy into another being or object. This can be as simple as draining an enemy's stamina and giving that energy to an ally, or Aaron could drain electric energy from a nearby device and temporarily render it powerless.

Ability Notes

Colour vs. Energy Type

White - Kinetic
Blue - Electric
Orange - Thermal
Green - Chemical

Weapon: A dual-bladed glaive with an axe-like blade at each end of the staff. The pole portion of the glaive is made of a smooth, black metal, and the blades are a bright silver colour in comparison.

Visual Representation

Personality: Prior to his awakening, Aaron was a self-sacrificing and honest person who always preferred following to leading. If someone was in need of support, you could always find Aaron nearby, trying to help in any way he could. Always one to follow the rules and create order from chaotic situations, Aaron was a gentle peacekeeper who would stand for no disorder.

But that personality, much like this existence proved itself to be a twisted and deceptive lie, told by the merciless angels.

Now, with his eyes and soul opened to the truth of desire, the truth of being human; Aaron's personality has shifted greatly. His entire personality has become acidic, with sarcasm, insults and spite abound. His almost compulsive need to follow rules has disappeared, but he still prefers to plan a situation out before jumping in head first. His honesty has vanished, preferring skillfully told lies to blunt truths. Yet he still cannot turn a blind eye to friends in need, a fragment of his old persona shining through.