Forum: Angels Cry Tears of Blood
Character Name: Damien Medeiros
Character's Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Gay
Appearance:
Weapons: A single dagger strapped to his hip
Other: Can manipulate shadows
Biography: Damien was heading home, a cottage in the woods which he shared with his mother, when he was ambushed by a gang of bandits. They robbed him and left him for dead. When his mother stumbled upon his body it was too late. She was devastated, she called upon all the healers and all the priests and begged them to return the boy to her but there was nothing they could do. "He's with god now," They said, "let him rest in peace." When they offered to help bury the boy she chased them out of her house, she cursed god and everything he stood for, how could he take the only good thing left in her life? As the priests shook their heads and began to walk away she vowed she'd find someway to bring her beloved son back, even if she had to sell her very soul. For 3 days she didn't eat or sleep, her friends tried to reason with her, tried to get her to open the door, "You must bury him, its not healthy to continue like this." they pleaded but she didn't listen. On the third night a dark shadow appeared before her, "I can bring him back to you, but the cost is high. In return for your son's life I will not only need your soul but the soul of another. There is a young maiden by the name of Kathleen in your town, kill her and you will have your boy." His words wrapped around her, they were sickeningly sweet, like overripe fruit. "Yes," the mother whispered, "I'll do what you ask." The distraught mother bowed her head and the shadow disappeared. Kathleen was very kind and trusting, always trying to help others, luring her to the house was simple. When she lay dead, her blood pooling out around her, did color begin to return to Damien's cheeks. He opened his eyes slowly, "Mother?" he blinked, his gaze falling to the bloody knife in her hand. Damien leaned over the side of the bed and saw Kathleen on the floor beside him, he looked back at his mother shocked, "What have you done?" His mother dropped the knife and it clattered to the floor but before she could say anything there were angry shouts coming from outside and then a pounding on the door. "You must leave quickly!" His mother shouted at him but Damien couldn't take his eyes off the girl, he'd never seen so much blood. "Go!" she screamed, "And never come back!" Damien became very frightened, what was going on? Confused and scared he did what his mother told him and fled from the house, her screams ringing in his ears. And now... Damien wanders trying to make sense of that night. He doesn't remember the fight with the bandits, his death, or even the afterlife. Its like it never happened. Damien knows nothing about being deemed 'unfit' by the protectors and hasn't yet realized he has changed. He has no idea how much power he holds.
Writing In: Indigo
Transformation: Looks Like This Now But With Large Raven Wings
Character Name: Damien Medeiros
Character's Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexual Preference: Gay
Appearance:
Weapons: A single dagger strapped to his hip
Other: Can manipulate shadows
Biography: Damien was heading home, a cottage in the woods which he shared with his mother, when he was ambushed by a gang of bandits. They robbed him and left him for dead. When his mother stumbled upon his body it was too late. She was devastated, she called upon all the healers and all the priests and begged them to return the boy to her but there was nothing they could do. "He's with god now," They said, "let him rest in peace." When they offered to help bury the boy she chased them out of her house, she cursed god and everything he stood for, how could he take the only good thing left in her life? As the priests shook their heads and began to walk away she vowed she'd find someway to bring her beloved son back, even if she had to sell her very soul. For 3 days she didn't eat or sleep, her friends tried to reason with her, tried to get her to open the door, "You must bury him, its not healthy to continue like this." they pleaded but she didn't listen. On the third night a dark shadow appeared before her, "I can bring him back to you, but the cost is high. In return for your son's life I will not only need your soul but the soul of another. There is a young maiden by the name of Kathleen in your town, kill her and you will have your boy." His words wrapped around her, they were sickeningly sweet, like overripe fruit. "Yes," the mother whispered, "I'll do what you ask." The distraught mother bowed her head and the shadow disappeared. Kathleen was very kind and trusting, always trying to help others, luring her to the house was simple. When she lay dead, her blood pooling out around her, did color begin to return to Damien's cheeks. He opened his eyes slowly, "Mother?" he blinked, his gaze falling to the bloody knife in her hand. Damien leaned over the side of the bed and saw Kathleen on the floor beside him, he looked back at his mother shocked, "What have you done?" His mother dropped the knife and it clattered to the floor but before she could say anything there were angry shouts coming from outside and then a pounding on the door. "You must leave quickly!" His mother shouted at him but Damien couldn't take his eyes off the girl, he'd never seen so much blood. "Go!" she screamed, "And never come back!" Damien became very frightened, what was going on? Confused and scared he did what his mother told him and fled from the house, her screams ringing in his ears. And now... Damien wanders trying to make sense of that night. He doesn't remember the fight with the bandits, his death, or even the afterlife. Its like it never happened. Damien knows nothing about being deemed 'unfit' by the protectors and hasn't yet realized he has changed. He has no idea how much power he holds.
Writing In: Indigo
Transformation: Looks Like This Now But With Large Raven Wings
