Post by SER♥AIA on Feb 23, 2013 1:09:14 GMT -6
JE SUIS FOLLE DE TOI♥
* *C'EST TOI QU'A COMMENCÉ
N A M E* *
Seraia
N I C K N A M E S* *
Seraia prefers her actual name, though she doesn’t mind the occasional ‘Sera’ from those she likes.
A G E* *
She pretends to be around 30 years old, though in truth; she’s ageless.
G E N D E R* *
Female
O R I E N T A T I O N* *
Earthly lust, one of Seraia’s most favored vices. While she enjoys the male form, she’s pansexual. She’s old enough that she’ll try anything once.
S P E C I E S* *
Very old angel (Archangel, fallen to earth but deprived of hell)
P O W E R S & A B I L I T I E S* *
Seraia’s an angel, meaning that she has quite a number of skills available for her use. Given her great age, her strength and speed is matched by only the oldest of vampires and demons. Her wings are great, awesome things to behold – black in color and as glossy as glass. Seraia’s a powerful Photokinetic as well, and wields that as her main weapon if it comes to combat.
* *FOU ET TELLEMENT ÉVIDENT
O C C U P A T I O N* *
Founder of Holy Cross ;]
C L A S S Y E A R* *
N/A
* *QUE VEUX-TU
L I K E S* *
- Fire.
- The destruction of Vampires.
- Quoting Margaret Atwood at opportune times.
- Sex.
- Fear in another creatures eyes.
- Coffee (She fucking loves it.)
- Alcohol
- Fine Literature
- Classical Music
- People who actually know Theology
- Nostalgia
- Humanity (In general)
D I S L I K E S* *
- Vampires and Demons
- Arrogance directed at her
- Humans who fuck with witchcraft
- Vampires and Demons
- Loud noises
- Screaming children
- Vampires and Demons
- Being compared to Lucifer
- Being compared to Michael or Gabriel
- Did I mention Vampires and Demons?
- Beyond these special hatreds, if it’s not outlined in her likes, she probably doesn’t like it.
S T R E N G T H S* *
- Merciless
- Intelligent
- Competent
W E A K N E S S E S* *
- Impulsive
- Arrogant
- Untrusting
- While not exactly a weakness, it should be noted that Seraia fell for love.
* *JE VEUX TE VOIR
M O T H E R* *
N/A
F A T H E R* *
God (Yahweh/Jehovah/Allah depending on Religion)
S I B L I N G S* *
N/A (Unless you count other Angels, which Seraia does not.)
S P O U S E* *
Once upon a time, yes. His name has been lost to forgetfulness.
C H I L D R E N* *
Seraia gave birth to a daughter hundreds of years ago, she's dead. Seraia doesn't talk about her.
O T H E R* *
N/A
H I S T O R Y* *
“And she speaks in a voice that sets men trembling, with eyes painted gold and a throne built on the bones of those who would challenge her rule. Cults of ascetics dance ecstasies in her honour and write her words in blood across their altars. Her body is a holy temple and her power springs from the divine source of her own terrible will. She is not of mortal flesh, they will whisper, as she wheels on her stallion and screams war-chants to the heavens, emerging from battle wreathed in the blood and soil of a new kingdom. She rules with iron fists, with the cracking of cathedrals, with the love and the fear of her vast wild armies. She harbours a sword within her unquiet roaring heart, and with it has carved herself a new space, outside of law or nature or humankind. She is the mother of an empire; she is the mother of herself. Watch her rise.”- ‘The Woman King’ by Okay Ophelia.
Seraia still remembers the War in Heaven when Lucifer rebelled. Few angels who existed back then could make such a claim, but Seraia had been Archangel once, and so despite her best efforts, it lays claim to memories.
A being on unimaginable power, Seraia’s had several names attributed to her over the millennia. The Babylonian goddess Ishtar, bull sacrifices in the name of Loviatar, the bleeding of virgins in her honor as Isis. The Celts called her Morrigan, the Greeks called her Persephone, and the Roman’s later knew her as the Prosepina.
She took pride in those mortals who chose to venerate her over her Father, but not so much as to warrant true punishment. No, that came later.
Centuries passed, millennia even. She watched the birth of Christ, sat by while Judas gave his damning kiss, chuckled gleefully as the traitor swung from his branch. But it was near the fall of the Roman empire that she met him.
A gladiator in the arena at Capua, she had watched him for some time. He was fervent in his worship of her, and slowly, as time wore on, she grew to care for him. And that was her fatal mistake.
On the night that they first made love, Seraia was forever cast out from heaven, but there was a complication. Satan wanted nothing to do with her, and barred the gates to his domain; leaving Seraia to forever wander the earth – more than mortal, less than god. Her plummet from the heights of heaven came with a great loss of personal power, and Seraia mourned this. She didn’t let it defeat her, however.
She stayed with her love, guiding him from his youth into his middle years. He gave her a lovely daughter, and for a while – Seraia thought everything would be ok. That she could survive her exile.
Until a Vampire raped her daughter, slaughter her husband and burned them both on a pyre outside her home while she was at the market. Some form of payback for a Sire smited by her wrath.
‘Lost her mind’ would be an understatement.
Fury became her, and for centuries; she hunted down every single Vampire and Demon she could find. She likes to think she made a dent in their population, but Seraia knows better. She knows they can always just ‘make more’.
But then the Vampires finally made a mistake.
They lifted the veil and revealed themselves to mortals.
Seraia saw her chance. Holy Cross is her answer to the menace of vampires, and too all supernatural beings created in the darkness. Branches stretched out before her, military, political, scientific; she will have her revenge. And if she happens to regain favor with God by wiping this blight from the earth? Why? That’d be just wonderful.
* *C'EST EN QUELQUE SORTE JUSTICE
RP Sample»See Alexia’s bio.
* *JE TE CONNAIS PAR COEUR
A L I A S* *
Luke or Bitchtits, doesn’t matter. XD
T I M E Z O N E* *
Pacific
C O N T A C T* *
PM, or Skype.
O T H E R C H A R A C T E R S* *
Alexia Solheim.
T O P S E C R E T C O D E* *
