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Mind you that before posting anywhere in here you must first read the character's you should know about Page.If you have not then click hereOnce you are done reading this you are now allowed to make your character. *Note that all things MUST be filled out completely with no minumn than the requirement.If it is below the requirement your character will become rejected in a matter of seconds.Also be warned that posting here first will end up with your post deleted until you post in correct order.We're not Elitest but we do require order.* *When Creating you character please know that the special characters that you've read about will be looking back on your history which will partcially determine where and how you will encounter them(Mainly though it's my desion about how I go about it)You may have family members but NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO BE RELATED OF ANY SORT TO THE CULT CHARACTERS! their cult property not character property and most importantly MY(Quietvampire) Characters.(Although their really for story line) *One last thing stay within reason of species.no going over board with it.if your a hybrid then yay! but only mixed with two species. ex:(human/vampire) NOT (human/vampire/wolf).got it? GOOOOOD! DO NOT STRETCH my page (200X300 300X300 400X400 only!) Name: age: gender: specie: personality: Position/Rank: (For limited time only.No Emperors or Empress!) description: abilities: (Your not god! remember that. so only five) likes/dislikes: tattoos/markings: (if any) Most intersting feature about them: History: (No less than a paragraph) Then wait patiently until approved.thank you. My name is Calamity Faustus I have no alias, therefore you shall only call me by my name. The age that I remember myself to be is a hundred for that is what I have seen in the world. I am what human beings would call a hybrid. A mix between the forsaken Vampire and the god ridden angel.I don't favor or embrace what I am however,I simply become myself. I am considered to be five one. Not that my height really means anything to my abilities. My weight? That is not something I bothered to know or figure out. My sole leader that I have chosen is Ankou.Why? Well now, that is for his ears to hear and his alone. book keeper is my sole occupation though I can be prone to do other things if nessesary.A book keeper's role in the society is to maintain every single bit of informatation that has come to past,every detail,thought,idea and event must be noted in order to keep facts in order to reduce unessesary confusion.That is my purpose. Obviously from my lookes I am Female.Why would you believe otherwise? My likes? Those are quite rare,but I shall reveal them to you upon your request: +I favor silence over the rooms of crowded people.+The witching hour of the noon.(For those of you that misunderstood, I meant midnight) i have the oddest fascination for observing the ways of others.For every person is different and has a weakness. Now, should I find out that weakness...Well let's just say you'd wish I hadn't figured it out.Tea.Sweet and simple tea. Dislikes? I have so many that I might have to attend another meeting just to tell you. -I dislike ignorance to the highest degree.Infact, I do not tolarate it.-Please do not touch anything that belongs to me or that I am using,I put things in places for a reason and I get very much upset should you choose to move them.-I hate destruction of the books.I am a bookkeep,why should I not destroy you for obliterating my hard earn work? As stated in my likes I enjoy pure and utter silence.It helps me do my work...I won't hesitate to kill you if you disturb my silence.Early mornings,must I wake up this early? Pffft,If I manage to find you enjoyable.Then by all means,I prefer you. A mage had once told me,that my blank expression and looks are what make me stand out along with my eyes that have been said to change color with my emotion.Most of the time I don't share such emotion so they remain grey. Instant teleportation~The ablity to teleport anything or anyone to another location within seconds. Perfect memory~Anything that was said,shown,observed,or heard will be remembered and never forgotten. telekineis~ the ability to move objects,with mind without touching or moving pyshically. Heightened Senses~The six senses(Taste,touch,sight,hearing,touch,sensing) is heightened to a painstaking degree. Shadow manipulation~ the ability to manipulate the shadows. My weapons are expertly hidden,amoungst the shadows that are forever with me.Two blades of swords are always on my person,as well as silver daggers that are revealed as pretty bows upon my hair. Personality: I do not speak unless spoken to;that has always been the way that I go upon the world. In other words,Calamity,is very silent unless one is conversing with her and only then will she speak what needs to be said before she returns to the world of silence.Most often she comes off as a cold exterior person,who's motives and reasoning are never sure of.However, to those who have earned her friendship,she is extremely loyal.Though at times she can be extremely stubborn and relentless if you possess something she wants or needs to know. Strengths/Weaknesses: My strengths are farely simple; +My heightened senses +love for observing things +silence +my quick thinking Weakness is such...a pain. -my heightened senses -over thinking -under eastimating myself or others -curiosity certainly killed the cat. I wonder about the fallen angel too. -loud noises throws off my balence terribly I afraid. Anything Else: What else is there for me to answer? History: The life that I once lived is nothing I wish to talk about,for it was a life of misfoutune and misery which is where my name came from.Calamity,the distress or misery caused by a tragic event.Well my life was a tragic event others might say but to me if was life and that is all there is to say about it. Unlike most angels,I was actually born not created.My mother and father were different breeds and so upon creating me created something that in my opinion too risky. My mother was a beautiful arch angel one that was pure as snow and held a certain innocence that harming one such as her would be beyound cruel and murderous, my father however, was a man named Aveum Faustus and he was at the time one one of the head council long ago... My mother didn't believe she could be pregnant by a vampire but she did. How? Well that will forever remain a mystery to me. Not soon after her pregnancy,she was kicked out of heaven.Unable to live amoungst the human world alone,she returned to my father who took her in and upon my birth raised me.But things weren't so good at home as one might seem,on the outside we were the "perfect family"-note that I am using human terms- amoungst the human world.With a child with odd hair of a blue silver and a perfect mother and father,everyone assumed that things were going well.But they werent,because since I could remember-and indeed that was the first time I opened my eyes-he would always beat on my mother who was already ashamed of becoming a fallen angel by being kicked out of heaven,until her once white wings were stained the color of s deep crimson that never applied to my taste. Father used to drink from her claiming that angel blood tasted better than human blood,I remember when I was about the human equalent of a seven year old that he forced me to drink from my poor mother. How I hated the taste! Perhaps it was because my hatred ran thicker than my need from blood.I wanted my mother to get way from him but at the time I had not yet managed a full plan...So I waited. For years I endured the torment of not only watching,but father also partook in punishing me for crimes I didn't commit,mother would try to fend for me but every day she grew weaker and weaker while I only grew stronger.When I thought the time came for me to finally end this torment,I carefully went up the stairs to sneak into my parents room planning on killing my fathr in his hibernating rest-for he hated the sun- but when I arrived up the stairs,my father wasn't there...I thought he had gone somewhere so I turned and headed for the door to leave and find him,but then suddenly I was knocked off my feet and into a corner.Had my father known my plans? I never got to figure out,because by the time I finished trying to breath-yes unlike vampire I do need to breath,though I can go long periods without having to do so- he was already chocking me and slamming me across the place like I was some toy. Well I suppose that I wasn't any match for him considering in vampire years I was only a decade old. He went to end my life with a silver bullet used to shoot down angels and so I pulled out my barely developed wings to hide myself away,my wings were the soft downy white of any new born angel...But then they were suddenly stained red,a bloody black and dark red that could only be known as one thing;blood. When I looked up to see what it was,I realized with growing horror that it was my mother who had taken a bullet and now it was her blood that tainted my feathers to a darkened color of black. Carefully I moved to try to save my mother while looking around for the man who I wished to destroy.But he was gone no where to be seen...And my mother... she was gone to,gone from me and off into another world one that I cannot follow. It was because of her that my wings were tainted black with her misery and sorrow and it was because of him that the need to speak has vanished. Many years had past from that tragic day,my wings are currently still the color of embony which always gave the impression of others that I am a fallen angel.Well I am neither and I would do kindly as to not call me by that...Knowing my father was counsil I set out to find him and thus brought me amoungst the counsil. They had nothing to offer me,but I joined anyways...simply because I wish to wipe every single memory of the man who killed my mother clean from this earth. And in doing so,I encountered the Arch angel who I shall be serving... Can you make character tags?: If so, please give examples. Yes the tag I am currently using is a chara tag. Example of role-play: give at least two paragraphs, no less. Calamity who's name stood for misery and tradegy, stood quietly upon an old run down building,one who hasn't been put into use since the 1900s during the time of the great depression amoungst the human world.It was said that the great depression caused thousands of humans to go hungry and starving without any support or help.Money was tight and families were split apart in two.Yes that was such a sad time...for the humans Calamity thought to herself with a blank stare, her face one of pure obscurity,never able to be figured out or even comprehendable. She was thinking,though one couldn't tell for she hadn't move so much as an inch,the mixed blood that ran through her veins were slow and steady,her heartbeat a slow throb to the otherwise silent abandoned city that once belong to people.She being a combination of both life and death,born by two completely opposite beings that could never fit into any sort of rythum or harmony of any sorts,began to flash behind those depthless blue eyes of a bright cyan,not fully blue or teal yet somewhere that fell in between. Calamity was here for a reason however; she was here to simply to remember.Having the ability to remember any and everything that was ever revealed to her,Calamity found it a bit tiring and so was now focusing on remembering the past,it's history playing back in her mind like an old movie framed in black and white with the film that continued to roll.When that movie sudddenly stopped playing her her memory,Calamity came to realize that her wings lying lazily on either side of her,something her mother had taught wasn't very angel like to do I'm no angel.. her mind thought with perverse amusement but she simply lifted her wings off the ground to give a gentle flap of the appendages that required only little strengh to move them.Yes,to angels it would seem that strength was not needed to do such a simply task but to another it would be an endearing and painstaink task to do. Even vampire would find trouble trying to manipulate muscles that detached from the central nerve station to become like another limb entirely.Calamity gave a little sigh,spreading those wings to their full length and simply ascended into the sky and stood there suspended in mid air and looking down below at the waste of a city.About to leave,her mind echoes one last thing as she casted a final glance at the cityToo bad one could not repair this city..I remember it to be one of a peaceful city Will you remain active?: yup.