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 GREY, Amitiel
Amitiel grey
Posted: Jan 26 2009, 10:14 PM


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{.Amitiel .E. Grey

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"In my mind you will never be more that this. So what’s left to fucking take? Now my trust is gone. As your world comes crashing down I’m going to watch it fucking burn. Everything we had lies in pieces. Everything we had fucking dies... tonight.
Through those deceiving eyes I’ve seen the blackest heart.
"





`THIS IS WHAT I CHOOSE WHEN IT’S ALL LEFT UP TO ME.
NICKNAME:
Amitiel grey
DOB: (Month Day, Year)
June 21, 1990
AGE:
18
TRUE AGE:
she is a lot older then she looks.
BIRTHPLACE:
Austin Texas U.S.A.
ETHNICITY:
White American
SPECIES:
Avenging Angels
OCCUPATION:
none yet;
MARITAL STATUS:
single
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Straight
CANON OR ORIGINAL:
Original


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PORTRAYAL:
Anna Popplewell
HEIGHT:
167cms
WEIGHT:
64lbs
HAIR COLOUR:
Chocolate Brown
EYE COLOUR:
Bright sky blue.
SCARS AND TATTOOS:
Tribe Wings across her shoulder blades
APPEARANCE:
    Amitiel always shows herself as ‘clean’ her hair wavy as it curls around her face and sits nicely on her chest as it flouts around as it pleases. Her body seems quite humble and breakable but her tiny waist and her posture makes a statement. Her eyes are the sky wild blue yonder, making them stand out from her other facial features. Her tattoo defines her back and spreads out to the pelvis to her shoulders in a scene of lines, think black lines. She likes her dresses. Normally wearing dresses to what she calls it ‘spice up the occasion’ she wears blue, black and grey; they best, as it shows off her pale skin. Amitiel doesn’t imagine herself as ‘hot’ making her dress-sense seem a little point-less but she wears what she feels comfortable in. Amitiel is often seen with high-top shorts on with those stretched out Tees.

`THIS IS HOW I DISAPPEAR WHEN I THROW MYSELF AWAY.
t h e a b i l i t i e s & t r a i t s .


POWERS:
    Amitiel’s powers aren’t of a true Angel. As much as she calls herself one, Amitiel was never mentioned in the holly book or scriptures of time. Her powers indurate that she can sense a demon from a distance off and the ability to heal wonders from a touch and to speak the truth in most cases.

    As she is a angel. She does bare wings even if they aren’t visible to the human eye, they are there. Again, Amitiel can control the elements within the bounties of earth such as water, lighting etc. Her true form is something of such instant that it can burn the eye sockets clean out of a human’s skull as well as kill a demon.
WEAKNESSES:
    Amitiel’s weakness’s are very simple.
    Reasoning and Drinking: a habit she picked up from a while back.
SKILLS:
    Hand To Hand Combat: She has been trained to fight, meaning her fighting style is one of a warriors that’s if she chooses to uphold it.

    A Quick Mind: Amitiel’s ability to think fast, helps her in sticky Situations, meaning she can get herself out of most Situations she puts her self in.
EQUIPMENT:
    As for the talk of the cult, there was another. Another demon killing gun that sprang up in the 20 century. It doesn’t have a name but it works.
    A hand pistol that’s brother to ordinary hand pistol. They both are mostly what Amitiel uses to kill demons, but a couple of blades at hand does certainly help.

`THIS IS HOW IT HURTS WHEN I PRETEND I DON’T FEEL PAIN.
p e r s o n a l i t y .

LIKES:
  • Reading: she mostly reads in her spear time.
  • Music : Amitiel loves the violin.
  • Love : one of the very things she pulls her strength from
  • Water :
  • What she drives : She adores her car: Car image
  • Hunting: Alittle stress relief.
DISLIKES:
  • Thinking: she hates it when she second guesses everything.
  • Demons:one of the rests why she is killing them off.
  • Men : there is no time for ‘men’ + she dislikes them for their ways.
  • Lilith : not a better word for bitch.
  • Other Angels: she thinks they get in the way.
PERSONALITY:
    (Describe the generic way your character interacts to others, thinks, etc. 1+ paragraphs.)

    Amitiel has a stubborn side to her persona, she doesn’t like to get involved with anyone mostly because she likes to get her work done, she doesn’t like showing who she is to anyone that she doesn’t know. She is cocky at the worst of times and is a complete idiot at others. She is unknown to ramble on about most things and is always up for a good fight. Amitiel doesn’t let her emotion run her life, mostly locking them up in her true self so she doesn’t fall from grace, or become a fallen angel.

`THIS IS HOW I BREAK APART WHEN I FINALLY HIT THE GROUND.
h i s t o r y .

FAMILY:
    unknown family sources.
BIOGRAPHY:
    Being human first was somehow gave her some connection to the human mind, the thin connection to her past life as a human made her more unstable and easier to affect. With blurry faces clouding her mind of her true parents she really doesn't remember them, only voices echoing her thoughts and feelings. She grew up as a human, being one to be raised as a demon hunter, but her life was cut short as her parents took her along selfishly to a hunt and they were cruelly murdered in a battle of blood and gore, but as bad as the demons were they somehow left her alive. As she lived out her days, she lived in normal society as a wrong doer making her more of a outcast, but Amitiel always attempted to do the right thing, and always had a moral goodness inside of her bones that she couldn't seem to let go. As she died she rose above, as a angel she was reborn.


    As a angel:

    Amitiel was reborn in the likes of god. She wasn’t so much as strong as most angel’s but her will was. from Lucifer’s descent from heaven and his betrayal of heaven, Amitiel stood even stronger in who she was and became more determinated to become stronger, being trained as a Warrior Angel. She learned they ways of the demon, the chaos they spread.

    And as Lucifer spent his days in hell, Amitiel learned. She wasn’t as omnipotent as him, but she had the knowledge to address the truth. Of light, and darkness. She wasn’t a warrior as Any other of the angels were but she knew the workings of a demon, weakness’s and strengths. Until she was sent for; she waited in the heavens out of faith not knowledge.

    But as the seals were slowly breaking and Lilith was somehow countable for these doings, foolishly Amitiel came down to earth more as a scout then anything else. Tracking them down like wild dogs, and she grew to know humans better then anything she had read in books. She became to know of them better and turned to confrontation rather then salvation. She wants the demons static on her wave link.

`THIS IS WHO I AM WHEN I DON’T KNOW MYSELF ANYMORE.
s a m p l e p o s t .

QUOTE (Sample Roleplay Post)

“Shouldn’t there be a different to whatever you are wanting” She held the phone closely to her ear and her lips curled into a line as she seemed to get alittle annoyed. The entry on the other end of the phone seemed overanxious, Amitiel just stared out the window with her hand slightly over her thin hips and her eyes gleaming blue through her darkened eyes. She looked like she hadn’t had a generous night’s rest in days, she didn’t recall if it was out of fear or something else she didn’t bargained for but she didn’t worry about it much. Simply sipping on a mug of steaming hot coffee, would do the trick.

“Amitiel, we don’t have much time” It seemed the voice in the phone was more off putting then anything else in her room. She sat down at a varnished desk and looked through all the paperwork that was scattered over the table, she balanced her cell on her shoulder and pursed her lips. “It’s somewhere, I know I’ve seen it before..” she attempted to reassure the man on the phone that she did in fact have what he was looking for.  A map of some sort, or information of some degree of importance. Amitiel didn’t ask, she just moved through, sheet after sheet until she came to a map. “New York City?” her lips curled a question as the other end of the phone agreed and Amitiel for the first time today, grinned and took the phone in her hand again and looked at the red dots and bright yellow lines counting them. “Times squared” she pursed quietly as she looked at the phone and the unknown number as she hung up astonishing.

After a couple of days on earth, she was already sick of it. She needed to eat all the time, got tired, she couldn’t recognize why people do this, seven days a week, but she didn’t say anything only sat there, staring aimlessly at the page before her. Even in her state, Amitiel looked completely normal, her dress sense had down shifted as she wore simple plain clothing such as a button up shirt and way to short, shorts that showed most of her legs, she yawned again and still stared at the page.
 




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