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Current Wow its been 2 years since I logged in...
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I'm back... I've been gone far to long peeps

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@BrodZ11711
Charles Hodges


Charles laughed again… this was getting scary stop laughing Charles. “Janet? Whatever do you need her for? Good Mage but weak in the moral fibers, can’t fight much but she's a smart one. Last I heard she was in antarctica doing some sort of ritual there, she was supposed to be here but said she couldn’t. I don't know how that whole lucifer thing panned out for her, rather greedy that demon, she gave him her son and nothing, that alone is enough to drive anyone mad. I hear they have some sort of pact though she’s never told me of it. Strange Magic on that little girl. Hard to believe she's only 16, eh? And you’ll come to see that your room if it's the biggest is just like 24 others so don't feel to special, there are 23 just as big…” I stood up snapping an Imp into the room with a quick incantation. “Show Mr. Zayn to his room so he may do what he wishes with so much room. I warn you though asking for one of those rooms you're bound to get lost I use them as villas, you see. Never have to leave home. Your welcome to whichever you like just don't get to deep so i don't have to send an Imp after you. Maybe a tour once you get settled, no other guest have arrived yet.” I said turning to him.
@BrodZ11711
Charles Hodges


Charles laughed at Pride and Agares jaw ticked. “I don't adhere to Demons, I control them…” I said looking at Pride then Agares who murmured to Pride about this one having a mouth or something, harder to keep the Demon shut up when she wasn't dirtying my mind. Zayn was getting straight to the point, no time for pleasantries, eh? Good that's how I like it. “I called you here because I understand you control it,” I said pointing toward Pride “... and it is a powerful foe for any Mage. And well, Agares is an obedient but unpleasant example as you’ll find out. Others will be here, you don't have to talk to them or anything, painstakingly I do have to do that however.” I took a deep drag of my Cigarette and exhaled. “If they have questions I can easily answer them though I must ask where did you learn your Magics?” I took a seat at the table crossing my legs and ashing my smoke. “Of course you can go back to wherever you came from if you don't want to stay, I would understand. Though…” I took another drag of the cigarette. “You may want to stay for the ending? I have a little story to tell about a particularly naughty Mage I need help dealing with, ‘save the world’ and all that good jazz as it goes.” I exhaled.


Name:Principium Mors
Age: Undetermined
Gender: None
Species:Fallen Angel
Powers/Abilities:Combat skills like no other. Literally an Angel of Death, specializing in silent killing. He's spent much of his time learning languages and science. Hes also a fan of art and hasn't actually killed a thing in the last century, not to say that he can't or won't. In his true form he has full use of his angelic powers. He can only acess these ones : Superhuman strength - The physical strength of an angel in a vessel is unknown, it's possible that their strength is unlimited as it doesn't come from the vessels muscles but instead their angelic power. They also have an extreme control on their strength as they have been shown to punch through walls but also non-fatally punch humans.Telekinesis - Angels have the ability to move and influence objects with their minds.Teleportation - Angels have the ability to teleport anywhere in the world as long as the area is not protected by Enochian sigils. They can teleport themselves and other beings.Sedation - angels have the ability to make humans unconscious by placing two fingers on their foreheads. Supernatural perception - Angels are able to see objects and beings that are invisible to humans, for e.g. reapers, hellhounds and Enochian sigils.Telepathy - Angels have the ability to communicate using their minds.Voice mimicry - Angels have the ability to sound like any human they choose

Appearance:
Backstory:Principium was cast out of Heaven when he refused to kill for God again. His wings were ripped off and his body was covered in runes stopping him from full on Angeling out. He lived a very solitary life up until recently when he heard about Lily’s school. After a few calls he was here teaching History and a few specialty classes. He often says he doesn't really miss being an Angel but who knows how true that actually is. In all his time banished to earth he had learned so much and all he wanted to do was pass it on now. So it seems.
Personality:He's rather… Jolly for a Fallen Angel, most find his presence inspiring and that's what makes him a great teacher and speaker. He's a smooth talker and has an accent most don't recognize which makes them listen to his every word, hard to kick that Angel charm. He doesn't make enemies easy but if he ever has to fight again it will be swift, with no mercy or malice.
Friends/Family:None
Crush/Relationships:None
Other:He loves to read and can often be found in the library talking to the Librarian.

Yes so im gonna post him in the char section yeah? i mean you basically approved him in pm @WizardGirl i put him there already ill take him down if you want
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@RumikoOhara
Luke.


Luke chuckled at this “If we're to be so formal” He bowed. “ I am Lucious Cavon, the last of the Planeslords,” He reached in his pockets for something but couldn’t find it. “Not that I expect you know what that means, regardless i was only inquiring because of your spirit. I’ve not seen the likes of which in years. I am the bridge between your world, and this one, and them all.” He scratched the back of his head “There's Legends from when I was a child, where i'm from at least, if i were to die Traveling from one plane to the next wouldn't be the same, some jazz about the first Planeslords and the Weave of Existence. I don't particularly believe it but it keeps me out of plenty of trouble.” He found his pack of Camels “No one wants to kill the last useless creator, you know just in case,” An interesting thought occurred to him “...kind of like ...a Panda to humans. They still have those right?” He opened the nearest window and jumped out, lighting his cigarette. If he couldn’t smoke here they had better have a class for that too. Plus the battalion to force him to put it out.

Mr. Mors


Mr. Mors was walking to the lobby when the students began appearing. So many eager faces willing to learn, so many walks of life. He made note of the students and flashed outside finding a boy behind a bush puffing on a cigarette, he could see the tattoos through the boy's clothing. A Planeslord how interesting. He thought to himself, taking note of this and just as the boy turned to look he was in the lobby again. The room practically smelled of power. That's the thing about this institution, so much power so little direction. Most of these kids knew nothing about pain, about torture, most had not seen worlds burned. And people so many people. His eyes fluttered changing to there true angelic color before quickly fading to their usual amber tone. Damned flashbacks, he looked to the new class. “If you need help finding your room or any other facilities, I have been teaching here for longer than most of you have had souls. And I don't bite as much as some of the other staff.” He said winking.


If you accept her does that mean Principium can play? @WizardGirl
Charles Hodges


@BrodZ11711
I quickly made my way to the door as the imp slipped the goods into my pocket. [color=BCD4E6][i]Which fu-[i/] [/color] “Please, just for a moment can we not with this bulocs!” I said gripping the doorknob, putting on as much of a smile as I could muster, though in the mirror it looked rather painful. It was.
I opened the door and cool London air blew in as I pulled out a smoke. “Zayn, a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I’ve heard… well not so much actually.” I motioned for him to come in pointing to the jacket rack. “I had to talk to a particularly crazy aboriginal with the shrunken head of some french queen he kept going on about to even catch wind of you. And of course Pride.” I gave the demon my best if disdainful respectful nod. Pride had a temper not to be Fucked with? Sure, for lack of a better wording, fucked with. I lead him into the main room a huge room full of historical art and a very long dining table. Three Imps scurried away as I opened the two broad, elegantly carved doors leading to the dining room. My left hand itched, it seemed someone wanted to play. My hand turned to sand as I whispered the spell, it fell to the floor and the sand piled up revealing Agares in all her glory.
“How longs it been?” I said wiggling my earlobe… finally silence. Agares looked at me and turned to her old Hawk Face.
“Stuck in your fucking head?” He said limping over to me “I don't know maybe two years laddy,” His face pinched up “If i could cut your balls off and hang them in my viewing room, I would.” She turned back into her usual beautiful self and greeted Pride.
“I own your viewing room” I said turning to Zayn,[color=f5f5dc] “How was your trip?" [/color/
@Sophrus sure is
@RumikoOhara Lucious looked the girl over again. A Phoenix Spirit? He hadn’t seen one of those in almost three hundred years. Interestingly her aura was split in two.His own blazed with the iridescent blue of his tattoos, hers was almost entirely consumed by the Phoenix. The last one he had met though for quite a short time was… different. Caeria was both at home and not, add that to the ever growing list of weird he’d become accustomed to. He pulled his scarf tighter and gave her a nod. “ Well my name is Lucious, you can call me Luke, if I had many friends i'm sure they would. Did… I mean” He tried to clear his throat again. “ I did have friends…” He smiled a bit under his scarf, recalling Newton's joke about Lucious’ ability to warp space but not talk to women. “Do you often greet people like that, all ‘Vessel of the Crimson Phoenix’ and what not? You must not only be the Crimson Phoenix?” Though looking at her aura, maybe there was such a thing as a dumb question, maybe there wasn't more than a Phoenix Spirit there.
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