Aha! Now it can be Wednesday! The days are realigned. I hearby move from the calendar of me, back to the Gregorian calendar.
With no. 7 - Esrazel.
Name: Esrazel
Currently Appearing In: Angel. "http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=sparkindarkness""http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=sparkindarkness""http://www.livejournal.com/users/sparkindarkness/"
Orientation: N/A he’s a celestial being - form and gender are more habit and tradition than anything else
Origin: The place that for the sake of convenience we will call heaven, though the latest memos make it clear that Heaven Ltd. has no preference for any single belief system and considers them all equally valid.
Significant Other(s): N/A
Quirks: Hard to say. Very few of the celestial forces are anything but quirky now. He’s an alcoholic (well as much as you can be when drunkenness is optional and addictions are impossible), highly stressed, very frustrated and as uncooperative as he dares to be.
Background: Once Esrazel was one of the minor members of the host serving in the generic monotheistic beliefs. His tasks were small but important, ensuring a number of minor matters always happened as they should - he watched the fall of every bird from the heavens, ensured that any tress falling in the wood were indeed heard to fall and other such matters of celestial omni-presence.
Then there was the merging. Suddenly, all his minor avatars who served the different religions were merged back into one body. This wasn’t a problem as such, since they were all one anyway, but more problematic was the merging of the beliefs., Now all of divinity would be handled by one body for efficiency and true diversity. And utter chaos. In order to keep track of the sudden Byzantine rules, regulations and paperwork, most of the big hitting powerful celestials (also forced into one body rather than separate avatars for the different faiths) found themselves shackled to their desks with reams of paperwork in high work load but rather useless management positions. Most of the middling rank celestials were assigned as assistants and middle management. To make up the short fall in field operatives, the weakest celestials, including Esrazel, were charged full of divine energy to bring them up to Seraphim potency, and assigned a part of the world to manage. This division of labour would apparently make up for the shortfall caused by the lack of separate avatars.
It didn’t work. Esrazel is now assigned to the British Isles (as well as being obligated to aid his colleagues in Europe) and it is far too big a job for one angel who doesn’t even know how to use most of his powers and has only the slightest idea of comparative theology. Now pass him the bottle.
Employment: Celestial field agent for Heaven Ltd.
Appearance: Well, I could just say ‘whatever he wants to look like’ but it’s not exactly true since shape changing isn't really something he's mastered and even illusions tend to be more effort than they’re worth. He generally wears the default form of a celestial - i.e. tall, white robes, long blond hair, piercing blue eyes, huge white wings and halo of glowing light (which he rarely uses because it ruins his night vision). When being less obvious he dresses casually, wears his hair short, hides the wings and has less of a halo and more of a haze of whiskey fumes.
Distinguishing Characteristics: Not especially - the ever present whjiskey bottle and comfort with modern secular clothing as opposed to the traditional robes (which give you absolutely no freedom of movement by the way, especially for a being with 6 limbs and who has to fly at heights when the wind is quite strong. Many a holy visitation ahs been ruined by an angel plummeting out of the sky taffled in the expansive folds of his own clothing).
If You Could Pick a Theme Song for This Character, It Would Be: I’m really, really bad at this. And I really can’t think of one either.
Sin-of-Anger: Is it allowed for a celestial to be really pissed at god (sorry - non-denominational deity)? Well he is. Really is.
Sin-of-Envy: Nah, he sees his fellows and knows they’re having a crap time as well. Though the demons look like they have things much easier...
Sin-of-Pride: Angels long since discarded divine pride for divine frustration.
Sin of Gluttony Doesn’t eat. But drinks like a fish... If that fish were preserved in alcohol.
Sin-of-Lust: Nope... not like he has time for it anyway.
Sin-of-Avarice: He can produce things from nothing (well in theory he can anyway). But he really really wants a reliable computer system than works. Is that too much to ask?
Sin-of-Sloth: He has to handled the divine services of the British Isles pretty much alone. It‘s a damn good thing virtue is ever vigilant because he never gets chance to put his head down.
Virtues: Well, he’s an angel, doesn’t that mean he technically has them all? no? Didn’t think so. He’s imaginative and creative - comes with the job, you have to be able to think on your feet and be ready with innovative solutions.
With no. 7 - Esrazel.
Name: Esrazel
Currently Appearing In: Angel. "http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=sparkindarkness""http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=sparkindarkness""http://www.livejournal.com/users/sparkindarkness/"
Orientation: N/A he’s a celestial being - form and gender are more habit and tradition than anything else
Origin: The place that for the sake of convenience we will call heaven, though the latest memos make it clear that Heaven Ltd. has no preference for any single belief system and considers them all equally valid.
Significant Other(s): N/A
Quirks: Hard to say. Very few of the celestial forces are anything but quirky now. He’s an alcoholic (well as much as you can be when drunkenness is optional and addictions are impossible), highly stressed, very frustrated and as uncooperative as he dares to be.
Background: Once Esrazel was one of the minor members of the host serving in the generic monotheistic beliefs. His tasks were small but important, ensuring a number of minor matters always happened as they should - he watched the fall of every bird from the heavens, ensured that any tress falling in the wood were indeed heard to fall and other such matters of celestial omni-presence.
Then there was the merging. Suddenly, all his minor avatars who served the different religions were merged back into one body. This wasn’t a problem as such, since they were all one anyway, but more problematic was the merging of the beliefs., Now all of divinity would be handled by one body for efficiency and true diversity. And utter chaos. In order to keep track of the sudden Byzantine rules, regulations and paperwork, most of the big hitting powerful celestials (also forced into one body rather than separate avatars for the different faiths) found themselves shackled to their desks with reams of paperwork in high work load but rather useless management positions. Most of the middling rank celestials were assigned as assistants and middle management. To make up the short fall in field operatives, the weakest celestials, including Esrazel, were charged full of divine energy to bring them up to Seraphim potency, and assigned a part of the world to manage. This division of labour would apparently make up for the shortfall caused by the lack of separate avatars.
It didn’t work. Esrazel is now assigned to the British Isles (as well as being obligated to aid his colleagues in Europe) and it is far too big a job for one angel who doesn’t even know how to use most of his powers and has only the slightest idea of comparative theology. Now pass him the bottle.
Employment: Celestial field agent for Heaven Ltd.
Appearance: Well, I could just say ‘whatever he wants to look like’ but it’s not exactly true since shape changing isn't really something he's mastered and even illusions tend to be more effort than they’re worth. He generally wears the default form of a celestial - i.e. tall, white robes, long blond hair, piercing blue eyes, huge white wings and halo of glowing light (which he rarely uses because it ruins his night vision). When being less obvious he dresses casually, wears his hair short, hides the wings and has less of a halo and more of a haze of whiskey fumes.
Distinguishing Characteristics: Not especially - the ever present whjiskey bottle and comfort with modern secular clothing as opposed to the traditional robes (which give you absolutely no freedom of movement by the way, especially for a being with 6 limbs and who has to fly at heights when the wind is quite strong. Many a holy visitation ahs been ruined by an angel plummeting out of the sky taffled in the expansive folds of his own clothing).
If You Could Pick a Theme Song for This Character, It Would Be: I’m really, really bad at this. And I really can’t think of one either.
Sin-of-Anger: Is it allowed for a celestial to be really pissed at god (sorry - non-denominational deity)? Well he is. Really is.
Sin-of-Envy: Nah, he sees his fellows and knows they’re having a crap time as well. Though the demons look like they have things much easier...
Sin-of-Pride: Angels long since discarded divine pride for divine frustration.
Sin of Gluttony Doesn’t eat. But drinks like a fish... If that fish were preserved in alcohol.
Sin-of-Lust: Nope... not like he has time for it anyway.
Sin-of-Avarice: He can produce things from nothing (well in theory he can anyway). But he really really wants a reliable computer system than works. Is that too much to ask?
Sin-of-Sloth: He has to handled the divine services of the British Isles pretty much alone. It‘s a damn good thing virtue is ever vigilant because he never gets chance to put his head down.
Virtues: Well, he’s an angel, doesn’t that mean he technically has them all? no? Didn’t think so. He’s imaginative and creative - comes with the job, you have to be able to think on your feet and be ready with innovative solutions.
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Date: 2004-03-24 10:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-03-24 11:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-03-24 11:30 am (UTC)Yup. When the man dies he is going to find the afterlife extremely uncomfortable...
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Date: 2004-03-24 11:56 am (UTC)Well, they'vge laid plans already... oh yes, a whole new hell.