[CHAR] The City Of The Fallen §eraphim

[Lady Absinthia]

Name: Elisheva (Meaning: God is my wrath)
Apparent Age: 25
Race: Fallen
Appearance:

Wings:


Viture: Kindness - previous
Sin: Wrath

Possessions: Clothing, some money, 2 Glock 22's, several clips, pendant, keys, rebuilt 1966 Mustang Convetible, numerous historical books, wallet, two daggers

Residence: Elishava resides in a low rent apartment in a ten story walk up. It is a single room place with an old mattress as a bed, chair used as a tv stand for an old black and white, a small stove for cooking and claw foot tub in the corner.

Skills: Driving, pistol, knife fighting, hand to hand hard martial arts, take downs, seduction, throwing

Fallen Powers: Flight, Shape Shift (Snake), Sin Touch (Wrath), Inhuman Speed, Inhuman Perception, Possession

Demeanour: Once the Seraphim of Kindness and Compassion her attitude has fallen far and very quickly. She now would rather fight than help others. Her heart is cruel and self serving at this point and she has no remorse for how she acts, figuring it is better to use people than to be used.

History: Elisheva was once known by another name, one of the first Seraphim and the most recently Fallen. During her time as a Seraphim she was sent to earth to help the most troubled of souls. Ones whose spark of love and compassion were buried beneath turmoil. Being such a kind and compassionate Seraphim she grew closer to her charges than most, feeling a strong bond and empathy with them. Several times she grew to care more for her charges than other Seraphim did.

This caused her great pain but she used each prick of pain to keep driving her forward. That was until her last charge. The two grew very close, too close, and the Seraphim fell deeply in love with him and it seemed that he had as well. That was until he learned the truth of her and everything fell apart. He withdrew and pushed her away even though her kind and compassionate way was willing to work through everything and even give up her place as a Seraphim to be with him as a human.

It was not enough and she felt played and toyed with the more she looked back at everything. His sin was Pride and it corrupted her with a broken heart and Wrath. Now she is known as Elisheva, meaning God is my Wrath, and is set on drowning her pain by inflicting rejection and anger on others. God help the man who tainted this once brilliant light of Heaven, for if their paths cross he will no escape what he created of her.

[Aces Away]

Name: Akseli (Ahk-Seh-Lee)
Actual Age: 22
Race: Human
Appearance:

Sin: Wrath

Possessions: A metal baseball bat, a pair of brass knuckles, clothes, 1998 Valkyrie, his mother's Magen David necklace, and some loose change.

Residence: Akseli lives in an abandoned Shul a little ways away from the most lively part of Santa Muerte. It's a good place to avoid rainy days and get a good night's sleep, but food and clothes require theft.

Skills: Pick Pocket, Silver Tongue (Manipulative), Street Fighting, Stealth, Speed (Fast runner), Lock Picking, Disabling Cameras, Quick Thinker.

Demeanour: Detached and irritable, growing up on the streets of Santa Muerte have hardened Akseli and desensitized him to the crimes he commits to survive. Quick to anger if insulted, and impatient when he needs something done, Akseli is a hard man to get along with if you have a good disposition.

History: Left behind at a young age when his single mother committed suicide, Akseli grew up on the streets, learning to survive and cheat. As he got older his strength and skills were put to the test when he joined an underground fighting ring for money. Beaten down and thrown to the ground too many times to count, he trained constantly to hone his fighting ability and soon rose through the ranks to become one of the best fighters by the time he turned 18, 4 years after joining.

He was 20 and in the middle of a fight when the authorities swooped in, but Akseli grew up on the streets and made sure to know every escape route and which ones were best depending on the situation; He grabbed the money- he was winning, after all- and High-Tailed it out of the ring through the window and down the alley's manhole second before the police turned the corner.

Navigating through the dark sewer system, Akseli made it back to his home of 10 years and collapsed onto his makeshift bed in the corner of the the Shul's main room. He realized he'd have to do something else for money and set to work on learning how to disable security cameras. While the cameras came rather easily to him, the money did not, but he made due with minor theft and was glad to have another skill under his belt.

Still young and angry at the world, Akseli has a habit of purposefully getting in fights with anyone that so much as brushes passed him and looks to be a challenge. Even before the fighting ring, he seemed to spend more nights in a jail cell for assault or public disturbance than he did in his Shul. Someone must have been sick of his ways because next thing he knows, the twenty year old has this tall guy that only seems a few years older than him following him around and trying to save him from his own darkness.

And with his life, yeah...sure, why wouldn't that happen?

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Name: Aharon (Ah-Hah-Rown)(Meaning: Light Bringer)
Apparent Age: 28
Race: Seraphim
Appearance:

Wings:

Viture: Patience

Possessions: Clothes, Rope-He doesn't like purely lethal weapons-, First aid supplies, and fantasy novels.

Residence: The Shul Akseli resides in.

Skills: Cooking, First aid, Fast reading/speed reading, Defense.

Seraphim Powers: Flight, empathy, healing, Shape Shift (Dove), Virtue Touch, Inhuman Perception, Aura Read.

Demeanour: If Akseli is irritable and impatient, Aharon is the exact opposite. It seems as though nothing short of the end of humanity(And Akseli's stubbornness) can break through the calm attitude he exudes. While patience and kindness come easily to him, Akseli has proven that exasperation does as well, testing Aharon's patience with his antics.

History: Until Akseli, Aharon has a wonderful track record for bringing his charges better into the light. His patience and kindness has been able to turn even his toughest charge in less than a few years before he is whisked away to deal with another. However, for 2 years he has been living with and attempting to help Akseli, with no visible signs of improvement. He talks to the boy, asks him not to lose himself to his anger and thievery, and inevitably patches him up when he returns with cuts and bruises from yet another fight.

Aharon doesn't recall the last time he felt frustration like he does around the young man now in his charge, and hopes that he won't be reminded due to another mishap on Akseli's half. He's seen far to many brothers and sisters fall due to the sins of their charges, and he prays to his father each day that he does not become one of them.

[Sophrus]

Hider

Name: Mercator (Meaning: Merchant, trader)
Apparent Age: 30
Race:Fallen
Appearance:
Wings:

Past Virtue: Diligence
Sin: Greed

Possessions: a Hunting rifle (with long range scope), a very nice pen and notebook (for important trades), couple hundred dollars (on hand), seemingly endless supply of cigarettes, razor sharp switch blade

Residence:small apartment above the "Shadow Bazaar"
Mercator lives in and owns a lawless establishment, in this place someone could buy black market weapons, drugs, information, other people etc.

Skills: Driving, Shooting (rifle sized weapons), knife fighting, Economics (in-depth), Psychology (in-depth), Criminology, Sociology

Fallen Powers:Shape Shift (Snake), Sin Touch, Inhuman Perception, Aura Read, Teleportation, Possession

Demeanour: Mercator is supremely patient, while greedy, he can take his time to achieve his goals. being functionally immortal (correct me if im wrong) he can take all the time to ensure that his plan was coming together. however, when there is not grand plan to pursue and there is no need to be careful Mercator can also be hedonistic and enjoys the finer things in life.

History: During his time as a Sapphirim Mercator watched over the wandering merchants and this was a fine job during the days of horse drawn carriages. unfortunately as the world began to industrialize and globalize, he became more enamored with wealth in the same way those he was to watch over did. eventually succumbing to the temptation during the fall. his time on earth was spent fighting for scraps of power with many other petty crime lords and other fallen.

before his position as a black marketeer was established a fight with another fallen had gotten his wings destoryed preventing him from flying, which was only a minor hindrance, as he preferred to teleport anyways. even before the loss of his wings he knew that the Saphirim and fallen here his most serious threat. eventually he learned how to read the auras of those around him, which seemed much more valuable than flying.

[BlondieBoy]

Updated

My Hider

Name: Austen (Magic Dignity)
Apparent Age: 27
Race: Fallen

Appearance:

Wings:

Previous Virtue: Diligence
Sin: Pride
Possessions: Fencing set, spiked knuckles, Crucifix necklace with his name inscribed, 2013 Dodge Challenger, A feather from his wings.
Residence: Larger apartment in the uptown of Santa Muerte

Skills: Self- Defense, Talking to people, Sword Fighting, Dancing, Persuasion, Leadership, Confidence.
Fallen Powers: Flight, Shape Shift (Snake), Sin Touch (Pride) Inhuman Strength. Possession. Inhuman Speed.

Demeanour: Austen is not the most patient man in the world, in fact he actually has a short fuse. Despite that, he has to work his anger into what he does most of the time in order to achieve his goals of becoming well liked by his human associates, effectively working his way up through the ranks in the honest way, using his people skills. Austen treats himself like royalty, enjoying fine things in life such as Sword Fighting and Dancing.

History: While he was a Seraphim, Austen would look after many of the Kings and Queens, many of the knights too. He began to notice that many of the kings were very Prideful and they lived enjoying fine things, ruling over people who shared the same virtues. Unfortunately he fell hard for the king's life after making that observation. He was stripped of his wings for diving into the sin of pride. He stuck with his values even after the end of his seraphim career. After his fall, he was stranded on earth with nothing like most of the fallen.

He quickly learned how to fistfight through some local gang members, and he became increasingly aware he needed self defense if he were to live like this for a while. He gained a position as a button pusher in a small office firm and worked his way up to his current position from there. He's able to pay the rent and utilities for a larger apartment in the uptown area, and still have a little leftover spending money. He began using some of that money to pay for fencing lessons, and dancing lessons. His inhuman strength along with his fighting knowledge makes him a dangerous unarmed opponent. His inhuman speed along with his fencing knowledge makes him a dangerous sword fighting opponent. His possession along with his People skills make him dangerous to humans who he may dislike.

[Lady Absinthia]

Name: Uziel (God is my strength)
Apparent Age: Late 30's
Race: Seraphim
Appearance:

Wings:


Viture: Diligence

Possessions: Clothing only
Residence: Still resides in Heaven.

Skills: Grappling, hand to hand combat, take downs, nerve strikes, balance

Seraphim Powers: Flight, empathy, healing, Shape Shift (Dove), Diligence Touch, Inhuman Strength, Ressurection

Demeanour: Uziel is a quiet and reserved angel but very blunt. He does not get descriptive and tries to make a point as quickly as possible.

History: Uziel is the strength of the heavens and lieutenant to Seraphim Gabriel. He is unlike many Seraphim, never having a human charge. He is a solider and rarely appears on Earth unless he senses a Seraphim is about to fall. One of his duties for Gabriel is to witness the Fall and report it back to Gabriel.

[Lady Absinthia]

Name: Seraphina (The Fiery One)
Apparent Age: Late 30's
Race: Fallen (Born Fallen)
Appearance:

Wings:


Virtue: None previous
Sin: Lust

Possessions: Clothing, the Inferno, 88' Bonneville SSE, two middle aged style black steel gauntlets, whip, click spike heel boots (retractable blade), switch blade, cash
Residence: Lives above the Inferno in a multi roomed luxury apartment that seems very out of place in comparison with the bar she owns

Skills: Seduction, S&M techniques, hand to hand combat, knife fighting, business, intimidation, torture

Fallen Powers: Flight, Shape Shift (Snake), Lust Touch, Inhuman Speed, Aura Read, Teleportation

Demeanour: Sera is cunning, sly and ruthless. She takes sadistic joy in luring people into her web of lust only to leave them unfulfilled or humiliated at the end.

History: Sera is a unique Fallen, having been born Fallen instead of created. The daughter of Lucifer and an unknown Seraphim there was a half chance that she would end up on either side of the Heavens. Darkness and Shadows won the coin toss. She took to Earth sometime ago after having a child of her own with an unnamed man (she refuses to acknowledge his lineage or name) - though the child was of a Fallen, there was a small chance it would be born a Seraphim and so it was. Sera has remained on Earth to watch over the child, the closest to Heaven she could attain since the child was taken from her early on to the Heavens. Though this may seem like a virtuous endeavour it is not, for it is done out of self serving and not in the best interest of said child.

[BlackPanther]

Name:Uzza (Strength)
Apparent Age:21
Race:Fallen
Appearance:Click me (His hair is now black)
Wings:Large black swan like wings each black feather is tipped in a light grey color

Viture:charity

Sin:wrath

Possessions:black shirts black pants (ranging from jeans to leather) black gloves (cloth and leather) steal toed combat boots, two ornate one handed scythes each with a wicked sharpened blade the metal having been made black the handles wrapped in leather to hold easily the blades themselves have rose etchings on them,throwing knives (kept at all times), long black and silver cloak with hood, a wallet with cash (the rest of his cash is hidden in his place somewhere)

Residence: a small one bedroom apartment with minimal furniture. His only ornate pieces being large hope chests for his weapons cloak and leather clothing.

Skills: Throwing knives, duel wielding, black smithing, sewing, first aid, pick pocket, tracking

Fallen Powers: Flight,Shape Shift (Snake-Black Mamba),Inhuman Strength, Inhuman Speed, teleportation

Demeanour:regretful, however now mostly quiet very few words from this one

History: A depressing history. His last assignment was a woman he was hopeful for. She had become sinful due to her past and as he worked at making her better he ended falling for her. She eventually changed becoming a woman who no longer sinned but instead would help those less fortunate. He continued working with her until one unfortunate night. Walking together through an area that was usually safe even at night she was murdered. Seeing this and not being able to react fast enough he felt his heart shatter then he felt a rage like no other erupt from him. He felt wrath taking him as he killed those who killed her. Somehow this wasn't enough for him he murdered the entire village including those who were innocent. Deeming him the nickname "angel of death".However he took the name of strength. Since then he feels regret wishing that he hadn't murdered the innocents, but he knows he can't take it back and that that piece of his history will always be a part of him. He finds that he isn't quite the same either, he no longer tries to help and if enough of his buttons are pushed he feels that wrath bubble back up causing him to react violently. If one gets on his good side or manages to befriend him he will protect them and/or help them. If he owes a favor he executes it efficiently and violently if necessary finding that he hates owing favors.

[BlackPanther]

Name:Barachiel (nickname Bar)
Apparent Age:23
Race: Seraphim
Appearance:Click me (Blode hair Bright blue eyes)
Wings:Large white fluffy wings with blue tips

Viture:diligence

Possessions: white t shirts, white collared shirts, white pants, white jeans, preserved white roses, white shoes (formal and combat boots) dagger with golden roses that make up the hilt, a large sword also with golden roses that make up the hilt, a white and gold whip (he has the dagger at all times) steel arm braces that he wears at all times
Residence:large two bedroom condo with white furniture... sparse pops of blue, large chest where he keeps his weapons with a lock when he isn't using them and an anvil

Skills: melee weaponry, defense (use of arm braces like shields... think wonder woman), Blacksmithing, first aid, whip use

Seraphim Powers: Flight, empathy, healing, Shape Shift (Dove), Virtue Touch (what ever your virtue you project that to one person by skin to skin contact) - Pick 2 additional - Inhuman Strength, Inhuman Speed

Demeanour: Obnoxious for an angel of the light along with being quick with the sarcasm and come backs and stubborn beyond all reasoning

History:Originally he tried changing his charges by treating them as such. Soon he started to realize that doing so actually made it more difficult. So he started treating each charge like a younger sibling realizing that treating them like something equal made a difference. With that in mind he has come to earth on his own many times in order to make sure he is able to be more "human".As he continues to do so his persona became more sarcastic, more obnoxious and even more stubborn. Allowing for very few of his own kind to tolerate being around him. He has lost very few charges and each time he has instead of falling he clings harder to the light. For these reasons he is usually given the most difficult charges and to him that is most important. He is well known to defend his charges with lethal force only if necessary and for some reason he always seems to have a white rose tucked into a pocket.

[Lady Absinthia]

Name: Sean Christian
Actual Age: 24
Race: Human
Appearance:


Sin: Pride

Possessions: Camera and photography equipment, clothing, small amount of cash, developing chemicals and required items
Residence: Small studio apartment in the artists district with a impromptu darkroom

Skills: Photography, lighting, developing, camera repair, smooth talk, haggling, urban free climbing, driving, city layout, forest layout

Demeanour: Sean is a quiet individual most of the time but when he captures that perfect moment, or anything favorable happens to him, his pride shines through and he tends to boast more than he should. He had gotten better for a time under his former Seraphims guidance but it quickly faded once he was opened to her entire truth.

History: Those that suffer from the Sin of Pride usually receive a Seraphim as quickly as Heavenly possible for it was Pride that caused the fist to Fall. Sean's pride had gotten him into a lot of trouble and alienated him from most of society, driving him to keep to himself. This caused a downward spiral where over time he nearly lost the ability to deal with people at all unless he was trying to sweet talk someone into posing or buying one of his photographs. His former Seraphim was sent to him in hopes her kindness would be able to gradually rebuild his psyche without it being tainted by Pride once again. It went well for a time but he would slip in and out between functioning and not. When he found out about what she truly was he couldn't handle it and drove her away, causing her to Fall and Elisheva to rise.

[Lady Absinthia]

Name: Lucifer (The Morning Star)
Apparent Age: Early 30's
Race: Fallen - The First
Appearance:

Wings:


Viture: No set previous virtue, known to be The Seal of Perfection, Full of Wisdom

Sin: Pride Mainly, full of all Sins

Possessions: Pretty much what ever he wants, O.o
Residence: Um, Hell

Skills: Yeah, not even going to try to list these, he's Lucifer, let's just go with he's up-to-date.

Fallen Powers: Flight, Shape Shift (Snake), Sin Touch, Telepathy, Inhuman Strength, Inhuman Speed, Inhuman Perception, Aura Read(can sense if someone is Seraphim, Fallen or Human and what Sin/Virtue is associated with them), Teleportation, Possession

Demeanour: Surprisingly he is a rather well mannered individual and very charismatic. Well perhaps not surprisingly.

History: I'm sure you know the major plot points. Only real thing added for this RP is has a Daughter, Seraphina, and an unnamed grandchild who was born a Seraphim.