EVANS, aiden

[dream3]

AIDENEVANS
"i got an itch to scratch"

DON'T FRET PRECIOUS, I'M HERE.
STEP AWAY FROM THE WINDOW. GO BACK TO SLEEP!

full name: Aiden Evans (Angel of Emotion)
nickname/alias: just his name
gender: male
age: old - since creation
sexuality: pansexual - he doesn't mind, if they want it, he'll go with it
appearance: Aiden is 6'5" flat. That's it. He isn't too tall and he isn't too short, especially for an angel. He's got the whole look going about of being British, and also an accent now, due to having lived in Britain for over a few centuries, and here now he refuses to lose it. Weighing in also at about 190 pounds, he's muscular, bones with muscles thrown over them and skin - that's about it. At least though, he isn't over-muscular, which annoys him when guys do that, he believes it ruins the integrity of the male body. Aiden has brilliant blonde hair that is usually shaggy, and then he's got luminescent blue eyes which he likes to use to make contact with people in order to use his extra gift of being the Angel of Emotion - which he finds amusing, since angels have hard times with emotions. For this angel, he likes to "roll high" as he calls it. He takes pleasure in life, and he enjoys wearing nicer clothes, though he will be seen dressing down quite a bit too - especially in this day and age and how the world is. Tennis shoes are just fine with him, as well as a shirt or a white t-shirt with another shirt over it. It varies for him, day to day. Aiden has one tattoo that's on the right side of his chest, it's a Gothic-style cross - one he's had for quite awhile. That's it, and no piercings for him - he doesn't think they suit him, especially being a male. As for his wings, they are the pearly-white wings that all angels usually have. They're a good length, due to his 6'5" stature, and on the edges, there are tints of a slightly darker white to add color to his feathered wings.

SAFE FROM PAIN & TRUTH & CHOICE & OTHER POISON DEVILS.
SEE, THEY DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU, LIKE I DO.

play-by claim: Alex Pettyfer
usergroup: Angels
member title: Angel of Emotion
persona: picky --- pleasure-seeker --- adrenaline junkie --- partier --- mostly loyal --- picks battles wisely --- collected --- intelligent --- playful --- devious --- smug --- messes with others' emotions --- empath --- protective --- blunt --- dash of arrogance

COUNTING BODIES LIKE SHEEP TO THE RHYTHM OF THE WAR
DRUMS. COUNTING BODIES LIKE SHEEP. GO BACK TO SLEEP!

mother: n/a
father: The Almighty
siblings: Angels and Archangels
others: Has been a guardian-type angel to random people, is now looking for another one to watch over
past/present: Aiden has been around and was created when God decided to make him and other angels and archangels. Since he was created, he's been attempting to figure out why he hadn't been created as an Archangel. For that he has a bit of a grudge towards his father, but since then it's diminished quite a bit. The blonde angel found his niche in Britain, or England now, even the UK. What-ever. He remained there for three centuries before he began to move around, following the new advancements in technology. When the roll of the Industrial Revolution came around for the Americas, he flocked here with others, and remained here. While here, he met a girl from London named Abigail, and she was the daughter of a rich man who owned his own plantation of slaves in Georgia. Abby still had her accent, this was when the angel began to notice just how much he adored the human race - and since Abby, has been known to sleep with anything that moves and is willing. Once Abby showed her interest in him, Aiden began to court her, and then with her father's permission, Aiden and Abigail were married on June 16th in the 18th century. This happened, and when Abigail fell pregnant, this was when the angels were nervous about their offspring. Hardly knowing what would become of his child, Aiden didn't know what to do. He flew to his father, and spoke with him about the offspring. It would live and be good - but only for so long. Worried, he then spoke to Abigail about it, just to turn out - she wasn't pregnant, it had been a false guess by the doctors. Enraged, Aiden then had them move up north to New York City where they remained, and Abigail died when she was 38 due to pneumonia, and Aiden survived. He returned to Britain, where he remained single, and gained his accent fully back - one thing he really does not want to lose if at all possible. Since the outbreak of the demons, he's been fighting with his sword and powers - but Aiden keeps a lot to himself and his world too. In the past few years though, he's wanting to just fall in love with someone, to be able to experience that emotion again he'd felt with Abigail. And since she's been reborn, he's pretty sure he knows she's here somewhere, just isn't sure where.
future: Aiden is hoping to become better acquainted with emotions himself, instead of just toying with others' emotions. Plus, to fall in love, maybe with the human he's guarding, and she can keep him in line - since he likes to sleep around when he can and isn't fighting demons. That or forbidden love between him and a demon. :3

I'LL BE THE ONE TO PROTECT YOU
FROM YOUR ENEMIES AND ALL YOUR DEMONS

powers: fly, telekinesis, read and talk in minds, enter dreams, super strength, heightened senses, immortality, and agility and healing, also as Angel of Emotion, he has empathy and can control others' emotions, but he needs to at least be able to see the person to do so, or within 50 feet if he can't see them
weaknesses: anti-angel weapons, sword of shadow/fire, can't go into building with anti-angel sigils on them
weapons: sword of fire, anti-demon weapon, angelic powers, wings which he will sometimes equip with metal to make them sharp on the ends

I'LL BE THE ONE TO PROTECT YOU
FROM A WILL TO SURVIVE & AND VOICE OF REASON.

Heya, call me IZZY, and I've been kicking ass and taking names for 18 years. Within those years, I've been in the world of RPG for 6 years. Luckily, I found WHEN SKIES RAIN RED by CAUTION, and now I'm here! Oh, by the way, the password is ADMIN EDIT.

lyrics taken from counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums by a perfect circle.