Location: Good Ole Roanoke! Senshi: Kasdeja, Grigori Senshi of Smiting! Name: Virgil Doyle Walters (Virg [vurj or verge]) Meaning: "Strong, Dark, Powerful, Weird Warrior Dude That Ain't From Around Here?" It's just words to me.. I was more or less going for them individually ^^;; What a funky combo that was. Geez. Virgil: (Latin) Strong Doyle: (Celtic) Dark Stranger Walters: (German) Powerful Warrior Age: 23 Birthdate: October 4 Astrological Sign: Libra (Ah, the scales.. To smite, or not to smite.. Speaking of: He's not a typical Libra, he's more or less an Aries as a senshi.. but no more of those early birthdays, remember? Besides, I like Libras ^^;) Blood Type: A Family: Virgil's father's name is Eugene; "Gene," 48, is an accountant for the IRS.. fun job. He is a rather short man, at 5'2", who has black hair and hazel eyes masked by a pair of thick brown- framed glasses. Eugene used to be a free spirit, but sacrificed a one- time fun, for an even greater pleasure, fatherhood. He can still play a mean game of horseshoes, though (sans a euphemism ^^;;). Virgil's mother's name is Beatrice and she is a bartender at her own corner bar-club a little ways outside Roanoke. At the stunning age of 46, she doesn't look a day over 45; Beatrice is 5'7" tall, has long brown hair, and teal eyes that can get any passerby to stop for a drink. Her regular customers and employees affectionately call her "Mama Bea." Beatrice gained the free spirit that Gene had lost once Virgil was born. Sadly, Virgil has no siblings.. Oh well. ^^ Friend: We're separating him from the family, even though he's like a part of it. Virgil's best friend is Alfred Bryant (This must be the part of Roanoke where people name their children godawful things O.o;), affectionately called "Alfie" or "Alf" by everyone he knows. His and Virgil's relationship is more like a big/little brother, only that Virgil seems to act like the bigger brother most of the time, even though he is four years younger. Alfie is a 6'2" tall blonde. He is 27 and works at the Gene Pool as a bartender (prior to the age of 21, he was mainly a server / billiards expert). Alfie attended VA Tech, to add up the coincidences, but the two never met until Alfie was hired by Beatrice (he's 4 yrs older ^_^). PPL Names: Eugene: "Born Lucky" (He is successful at any job field that he tries); Beatrice: "Bringer of Joy" (She owns a first-rate bar; 'Nuff said. ^^;); Alfred Bryant: "Strong Counselor" (He's strong [O.o; der] and he's always helpful, or at least always there to help.) School: He graduated from Fleming (HAHA), then VA Tech (Double Major: Human Nutrition, Foods, and Exercise / Wildlife Science; Minor: Biochemistry), but None Currently. His Majors make me laugh・but the simplicity suits him well. Notice that Wildlife Science and Biochemistry have a significant relevance to one another. Likes: Pie; liquor; training; going to the zoo; buying toys for his monkey; jogging; people to start a fight, he doesn't prefer to initiate anything; squirt cheese; Dislikes: being Kasdeja; being the first to do anything; going to the movies, unless its those fun foreign kung fu flicks (SUBTITLES ROCK!); toothpicks, they serve no purpose to him, I suppose he never gets anything stuck. Fav. Food: Pecan pie, any type of liquor, Ooo! And anything cooked on a George Foreman grill! Haha! Hated Food: Things that aren't either pie or liquor... honest. But mainly the stuff they fed him while he studied abroad. Fav. Subject: In H.S.: Phys Ed, Anatomy (It's great, all of my characters are going to be enrolled in it eventually.. MWHAHAHAHA!) Hated Subject: Was, Is, and Forever-Will-Be: English with his neo- Nazi-dictator professor Color: Black and Bronze. Hobbies: training in both kickboxing and regular boxing; jogging; track; hitting the karaoke bars; barhopping in general; fight flicks (Virgil: martial arts movies = good); He works full-time at the Zoo, so not many hobbies, and when he's not working, he usually goes to his parents' bar and hangs out, sometimes helping out with serving and bartending, thus he makes more money and his mom says it's his "habitual job" anyway, so he's still considered part-time and glad to do it. Aspirations: Short-Term: to be a good junior-bouncer; Long Term: To win any of the various international championship titles offered in boxing and kickboxing. (Ain't gonna happen.) Gemstone: Citrine. History Virgil Doyle Walters was born on October 4, a little over twenty- three years ago. His father Eugene was a well-off self-employed man at the time, but, after his son was born, Eugene left his entrepreneurial lifestyle to become a number-cruncher for the Internal Revenue Service. Though the job paid considerably better, and he was able to deduct many new things at tax time, Eugene missed his small business. Beatrice, Virgil's mother, found it hard to believe that her husband would give up his dream, but, as she stayed home to take care of the baby, Beatrice knew that her husband was raising a steady income. In the later years, she would resurrect Eugene's business and reopen the bar/nightclub in his honor, "the Gene Pool." She even used his old slogan: "You can always drown your sorrows in 'the Gene Pool'," though it lost its potency over the years of its absence. Back to Virgil! He was a stressed out kid, not ever fully comprehending any of the surrounding events, too blase, if you may permit. At school, he wasn't all that sociable, but he did have a few good friends. People just weren't his thing as a child. Virgil enjoyed the occasional fight over being "creepy," it, in itself, was creepy. Upon reaching his preteen years, he would trek to his mother's bar. It was permissible, being the owner's son, to be allowed in. Hell, she even offered him the occasional drink when he got beat up. Whether it was the exertion he felt getting beat up, or that resulting from his one-man talks to and from the bar, Virgil was determined to be an equal to anyone who was to ever oppose him. He started conditioning by visiting his mother at the bar more often, a delight in her eyes (Cuckoo?). He also spent his father's money and purchased particular training equipment each chance he got. Being an academic scholar, it was no problem with his dad. Virgil came upon his first true test of bravery at the age of 15; there was a fight at his mother's bar, and, in the chaos, his mother was knocked down and hurt. Virgil leapt from the countertop like a monkey and attacked the two instigators. When the larger challenged him, it was only a matter of skill. Virgil socked the fat man in the jaw with his right hook and sent him stumbling into the stack of stools near the bar stand. As the second man approached him, Virgil grabbed him by the throat, and pulled him down to his level. He spoke kindly to the man, never stuttering or stopping, just clearly stating how they should leave post haste. With each spoken word, Virgil squeezed harder at the man's throat, feeling the veins between his fingertips, there was no other feeling like it; with just the tips of his fingers he could feel how the man hesitated to his words. This was a delightful power to him. After the two men left, he rushed over to his mother, and Alfie, the 19 year old server / billiards expert (MWHAHA・he's going a bartender later!) and Virgil's best friend, helped him bandage the small cut on her forehead. Beatrice kissed her son's forehead and offered free drinks for the rest of the night, under one condition: that no one try to start something with her kid, or she'd make sure they got their asses beat. After this incident, Eugene kept a close watch on his son's anger- management skills, never wanting a similar incident to happen again; however, it's safe to say that Eugene was, indeed, proud of his son's efforts, and hoped that it came from his "gene pool" and not Beatrice's. (Ooo, that was sooo punny I fergot to giggle frantically. Oh wait, I don't do that any way. Oh well ^^;) Eugene encouraged his son's training, so long as it was honorably conducted, and enrolled him in kickboxing courses. After four years of kickboxing, Virgil took up actual boxing as well. The additional sport aided in his higher mastery of skills and techniques known only to a select few in the region. Though never entered in a championship or other high- level contest, it was always his dream to win a world-renowned title for either sport. (And, yes, in order to fulfill his dream, he 殆ould- needed to have been entered into a contest. He's just a loser. Plus, what fun is it if a senshi has an actual boxing title? Not much I'd say. ^^;) Virgil continued his treks to the bar, but by now they were more like jaunts and strolls. He took up a full-time job running the bar, which was, once again, owned by both of his parents. Eugene did not quit his job, but to put an additional name on the title and deed, at that time, allowed a higher deduction during tax season! It seemed as though Virgil's grades slipped a bit in his last year at Virginia Tech, but he just wasn't ready for a long-term commitment to a career yet. So, under specific guidelines made by good ole mom, he was allowed to work at the bar until he had figured out a steady plan. Although his previous grades had soon succeeded him, his favorite extracurricular involvement, the student chapter of The Wildlife Society, had chosen him to be one of the students allowed to study raw nature abroad during his final semester at school. The location: the forests and savannah country of Africa, stretching from Guinea to western Uganda and Tanzania. The trip would last five months. (Whew!) (Note: I didn't call Africa a country ^^;;;) This expedition led him across the great continent of Africa, exploring a life that was raw and pure. But don't think it was all fun and games; on this SCHOOL trip, he had to recognize and document species of plants and animals that were unknown to the western world. It is even possible that some species were not known to the nearby natives. Somewhere near a foliaged river in Chad, probably near N'djamena (but he never really saw a large city), the group of 27 students, faculty, guides, and translators took a momentary lapse from their sojourn. Virgil, being the curious sort, separated from the group and soon came upon a dense forest region previously unknown to him. Random jungle noises happened around him. Virgil was then startled and began to run back toward the area where his group was resting. Upon his running, Virgil stumbled and fell onto a damp patch of moss. With no major breaks in the skin other than his knee, he slowly sat up, gazing at a rather unique sight. Before him hunched what he knew as Pan troglodytes, a chimpanzee. It seemed to gesture at his bleeding knee, as if it wanted to help. And the strange thing was, Virgil understood. The primate moved over to a small bush and tore a few leaves. It placed them in its mouth, chewed them, then dropped it gently on Virgil's wound. Not 貌ntirely- disgusted, Virgil noticed the pain being alleviated from his leg. Reinforced with new strength, he stood up and stretched a bit. The chimpanzee walked closer to Virgil and tugged on his pantleg. Virgil bent over and the primate hugged him. Charmed, Virgil wanted to keep the animal. But, as luck would have it, his group had sent out a search party for him, and Virgil could hear his name being called from afar. Realizing that he could not keep the chimp, Virgil walked over to a large rock and placed the primate upon it. He said his quick goodbyes and thank-yous, then ventured off. The chimpanzee waved goodbye and they both were soon out of each other's views. Six more weeks passed by before Virgil returned home. And, when he did, he was greeted with all the love of his friends and family. (Sap Crap.) Later, A few months before his twenty-third birthday, Virgil, though still occasionally working at the bar, moved all of his belongings from his parents' home in the outskirts of Roanoke into a rather expensive apartment near the center of the city's bustling action. While in this residence he understood more about the community than he had previously been let in on. For instance: "There are black people in Roanoke?" was one of his early questions. Had his good friend Alfie not also been his roommate, Virgil may not have had any clues on society. By the great omnipotent mind of Alfie, Virgil was encouraged to get a more economically sound job (not that Alfie wanted to get a raise for being the only bartender again, or anything・but still ^^). With Virgil's qualifications, the only job in the paper that came to mind was that of the zoo. So, enthused about a new employment opportunity, he applied for the job and was almost immediately hired. (His qualifications being the field experiments in his wildlife sciences courses including environmental sciences and veterinary assistance service hours) Toward the beginning, Virgil was stationed as a general monitor, with the always-handy walkie-talkie and flashlight (Yes, they even need them during the day!) checking for things gone awry. But after three duteous months on the job, he was promoted to assistant status in the "shipment" section where all of the new arrivals and those needing to be sent out of the zoo would be. There he was able to hug all the lovable animals! But he didn't. And this is where we start the shenanigans! (( I shan't divulge the meeting of the two, but I'm sure it's obvious. I haven't really decided how, but I don't figure it would be a main story, any how, Kasdeja being awakened. Anywho, Cy probably told Virgil immediately upon seeing him, having known who he was. In fact, he might have become Kasdeja sooner, had he not scampered way like that in the jungle. Dun dun dun. BTW, forget this. ^^;; )) Personality Virgil is very self-confident in the public eye, but not -directly- arrogant. He knows his weaknesses, yet has not mastered them and transformed them into strengths. Which, in turn, causes him to only approach/fight/chat/etc. if he were approached/attacked/etc. first. (Being a senshi in a crowded battlefield does not aid his condition at all. "SMITE THEM ALL!") He is always trying to better himself through learning, yet lacks the patience and understanding to do so for an extended period of time. He is very outgoing and forward, often seeming brash and insensitive. Early problems in life often keep him from expressing himself in a gentle or sensitive way. For one, he was beat up as a kid, either because of his name, or just because. And love isn't high on his list of fun activities. He has been on dates, but commitment doesn't fit his lifestyle, nor the lifestyles of many other senshi. (And senshidom plays no part in him not getting a date that often, he's just not one to make the first move.) Virgil is protective of what is his and would undoubtedly fight for it. Virgil does believe that he should only have to fight in defense or sport, and the games that senshi play are not always just for sport. He is honorable and faithful (to a sometimes drastic extent, even obsession, but that hasn't happened yet). Honorable being the fun term that never shows a specific devotion to any one person or thing. Again contrasting a relationship's requirements, if we were discussing that. The transformation into Kasdeja basically acts as a catalyst of turmoil. He is able to react without human regret. Virgil and Kasdeja are not separate personalities, but Kasdeja is merely an exploitation of Virgil's inner fervor for justice. (If accepted, I plan on using "Virg." I am beginning to laugh at the name Virgil now, because it reminds me of the bird dude on Mighty Max!) Appearance He has very deep bronze hair (yep, shiny old bronze.. if you're baffled, ask Tami. "Because I said so! Brown is boring!" - Tami.), about an equal length of 4 or 5 inches on top, increasing in the front an inch, then tapered down in the back, that naturally separates itself into small clusters, even when dry. He aids the process further with the occasional pomade which, in turn, created a permanent shiny effect on the color of his hair due to general application over time. (I left pomade in and it's still all shiny after a couple washes. Whee・ His eyes are grey normally, only glittering yellow for a moment during transformation. The shape is a typical oval, but narrow down as they reach his nose. His face is one of strength. All of his features are broadly defined: a heavily sculpted lower jaw (due to his muscular nature, but perhaps he used to talk too much?); his cheekbones are higher than most guys, but, since they are so, they are prominent in shaping his face; his nose is narrow and flat at the end, in a typically Greek mannerism; his brow is low, but not so much that he lacks a forehead, it is merely to state that he's not an egg-headed freak; He lacks a widow's peak, and his hairline glides straight across, without error (no premature balding! "Smite the hair! Whee!"). Virgil is 5'11" (Whoo!) and weighs 183 pounds... His build is extensive, working out to relieve stress from his academic and social pressures. I cannot say that he is Schwarzenegger material (or even Chyna, as I was encouraged to mention), but he is built enough for mere punches not to phase him directly. Either they don't phase him, or he thrives on being hit and abused. I'm hoping for the first one, but it's most likely the latter. Distinguishing features: He has a birthmark in the shape of a turtle on the back of his right leg ^^ His facial hair also grows rather fast, so it isn't rare to see him sporting a little chin hair and some sideburns, naturally brazen, of course. Fuku Kasdeja wears thick black canvas pants that fit loosely, and solid bronze flat shoes that cover his heel, but have a scoop for his foot to slide in.. they clack when he stomps them. ^^; (metal clog meets slipper?) His type of armor is a bit hard to explain, so let me take it step-by- step (*sings theme to the show*). It is lightweight, black, specked with bronze, and rather durable (being able to absorb most minor and major physical blows to the chest). The neck of the gear is low and starts in the middle of his sternum. The armor covers his entire left side [HIS, not ours, then it'd be on the right] from this mark. The armor also includes a built-in set of large pointed shoulder pads which has straps that connect the left side of his breastplate with the right by crossing like an X around the back of his neck and under his arms. The right plate of armor is merely a pectoral cover. Connecting the left and right armors in the front, you see a large, fastened, dark citrine cabochon. Made of a metal/canvas hybrid, his blackish-bronze "kilt" type wrap is about nine inches long, flaring outward and opening on his left. It is trimmed with a bronze-colored silk about an inch around and into the opening. The same bronze-colored silk is used to wrap behind his neck and somehow around his waist to for a belt with a tail or sash hanging from it on his right side in the front. Perhaps an important detail to his armor is that, where the straps of his armor crisscross in the back, he has two very large black metal spikes protruding through his skin. They are 20 inches long each and extend directly upward, diagonally, from the bottom of his shoulderblades. The base of each spike at his skin measures about 7 inches in circumference. Wheepain. Bad Idea?: The spikes are generally for looks, but can be used as weapons.. Running backward, perhaps? Or maybe if someone were to jump him from behind? Stab, stab. ^^! I think they're just shields though. He wears spiky bracelets and other wrist ornaments, too ^^; If that so screwed you up, go here: http://geocities.com/kaworusama/kasdeja-larger.jpg Transformation "Kasdeja Grigori Power, Make-up!" Virgil always keeps the sash/belt handy. It's folded up and usually in his pocket, or around his waist, like a belt. In either case, a great gust of wind occurs around him as he pulls out the belt; it flows in the air. Shouting his phrase, "Kasdeja Grigori Power, Make- up!" rages the wind into a mildly dusty duststorm. His jeans (or shorts/boxer/whatever) mutate into the black canvas pants, amidst flapping in the wind. His shirt is blown off. He shouts random angst. With his bare back exposed, something starts to break through the skin of his back, coming from his shoulder blades; it is the large set of metal spikes. Kasdeja screeches in agony, but, when they are fully formed, he looks up with a smirk. He then calls out "Power" once more, and a small cabochon of citrine emerges from the center of his chest. The gem releases a metal reaction, chasing around his chest from his left, then to the back (dodging the spikes), and over his right shoulder, connecting back to the cabochon and completing the armor. The gem emits a glimmer, then Kasdeja reaches for his belt with the other hand. The sash wraps around the back of his neck, then around his waist; mysteriously, his "kilt," shoes, and wrist trinkets appear. His citrine gem shines again and makes his eyes briefly glow an illuminating yellow. His normally limp hair is blown upward, forming spikes all over his head (it's still hair, not metal ^^; He looks like the dude from Hellraiser! Juuust kiddin O.o;). It must have been the wind, eh? O.o;; He doesn't stand any particular way, I would imagine that he was fighting the wind half of the time, and as it died down, he just stood up. Powers "Fatal Attraction!" Kasdeja holds out his hands, emitting a wave of non-jolting energy; a mysterious white circle appears around the ones the attack was aimed and pulls them into the ring, which has shrunken to that of a 15 foot diameter; he would aim this at two of his enemies, usually the inactive, shy, or irritating ones. The objective of the attack is to make two senshi, usually allies, become exceedingly barbaric and aggressive, trying to fight each other to the death without stepping outside the circle. The catch is that they are not able to use any special abilities, only their bare hands and any possible weapons they might possess. The attack -does- wear off after a certain amount of time (roughly 3 minutes), but it would not usually end effect until one senshi became close enough to the final blow or when they were both knocked out of the ring, which they would not wish to happen while under the influence of said power. Limit: The same senshi cannot be affected more than once per battle and more than one fight cannot take place simultaneously; however just these limits may be, he cannot use the attack more than twice per battle yet. Thus, if any more than four opponents show up, this power cannot be used on each and every one of them. Four is his max. The odds of the fighters knocking one another out of the ring: 2/5 or 40%. The odds of one senshi killing the other within the allotted time: 1/20 or 5%. The odds of a time-based attack shattering the ring: 17/20 or 85%. The odds of any peace-related attack shattering the ring: 4/5 or 80%. The odds of both senshi surviving (though beaten savagely): 9/10 or 90%. The odds of both senshi dying: Less than 2%. The odds of both being perfectly okie-dokie: 3%. "Chthonic Wraith!" (THON-ik) [The Ch is silent!] Kasdeja holds his hands in an orb form and aims them at the earth, toward Hell, to be exact. The ground shakes, and nothing appears to have happened. Just as it seems that we have yet another loser senshi on our hands, the affected senshi (only one) freaks out. An illusion from Hell manifests before them. The one senshi is able to see the ghost of someone who was brutally murdered, or died tragically. The ghost draws out the person's fears, telling the senshi that they are useless, and if their death was all that person's fault. (i.e. Rayya sees Acacia and all Hell breaks loose in THAT girl's mind.) The accusations occur whether or not the actual person was kind or not; this is only an illusion. Limit: Being a rather strong power, I give it's utility rate about once or twice per battle again, but twice only if he hasn't used "Fatal Attraction" at all. He may be able to use "Chthonic Wraith" more frequently once he gains super form, which would only provide a small alteration in the ability**. The actual vision vanishes once the senshi confronts the apparition and recognizes it to be a cruel trick (which shouldn't happen all that easily, but it isn't incredibly hard to do). If the senshi should feel supreme guilt afterward, Kasdeja would sense this (and use it at will) upon their next confrontation. [[Rhia: "Freaky bastard. Talking to dead people. Who the Hell is he? John Edward?"]] ** The alteration reads as the affected senshi would then have to actually "remurder" the ghost to vanquish the power, thus the smite is born.. but while he is still a basic senshi, he cannot inflict someone to take a life as their only option. That's reserved for SS peeps ^^; Ya dig? Chances are, that may not even be allowed; I have to check when the time comes. But, until then, it has to be partially smiteless. Ya still dig? "Bludgeon (Spoon)" His only true offensive attack, it, sadly, does not involve any spoons. Wait, yes.. YES, it does. The attack turns any household item into a weapon by increasing its size and effectiveness as a weapon. In the case of "Bludgeon Spoon," Kasdeja pulls out a normal-sized bronze spoon and shouts the phrase. The spoon grows ten times the size it normally is, and Kasdeja beats people up with it. Yay! The spoon doesn't do anything other than hurt really bad. If he were to use a bowling ball, he'd say "Bludgeon Bowling Ball," but I seriously doubt he's going to carry a bowling ball to the battlefield... yet. *snickers mildly* Personally, I'm waiting for "BLUDGEON TOOTHBRUSH!" Haha. Usage is high, seeing as how I doubt he's going to come prepared with all these spoons. Sidenote: He can only have one "bludgeoned" item at a time; he may recall its original form, or wait until the object is destroyed before arming another. And remember, ONLY household items, not cars or buildings... Ooo.. diamonds.. rich... fortune... Being a senshi of hitting, Kasdeja has no real domain over energy blasts; since smiting is mainly physical fighting within a close proximity. Aside from his powers of smite, Kasdeja also uses his sash/belt/item as a weapon. Though it looks dainty, the silken fabric is actually a moveable fine metal and weighs a heavy sum. He may take it off and hit people with it, inflicting major damage on bare skin, and minor to severe bruises on clothed areas. There are many things you can do with a rope-like belt... strangle, wrap around people, smash into people, smash into walls or other inanimate-and-easy-to- destroy objects. MORE FUN! Guardian Kasdeja Story! Meeting again at the zoo, Virgil and Cyriacus were old acquaintances. He was the chimpanzee that showed kindness to Virgil whilst he was in pain back in the deep forest of Chad three months prior. Cyriacus, Cy for short, is a small chimpanzee with the heart of a prince. He has black hair, and brown eyes, and big ears like every other normal chimp, but he is just not fully grown yet. Whoohoo. Cy is generous, kind, caring, thoughtful, and loyal, generally things that you don't look for in -anything- pertaining to a Grigori, but like it really matters. Cyriacus of Iconium died at the age of three, whilst following his mother's short-lived footsteps, stating that he was a Christian. The magistrate who condemned his mother to death picked up the child and slammed him into the ground, shattering his skull and killing the toddler instantly. My version of Cy is based on that single moment of bravery. He is loyal to Kasdeja at any cost; but, as the first Cyriacus was helpless, my version defends himself. The chimp has a sense of loyalty that enables him to accomplish many tasks that could save his life. Mind power is a great tool for him, being able to see a goal and make it happen more easily than his senshi friend. I might say that part of his strength and bravery stems from his seeking revenge upon those who prey upon the weak, but it might be unwise since Kasdeja was the one to teach humans how to kill like the evil spirits. On a lighter note concerning appearance: It might be fun if Cy were to occasionally wear suspenders and a pair of pants. Because I drew the neatest pic of a pimped-out Cyriacus. He wants to life his life right the second time around. ^^; Cy currently resides at the Zoo, but Virgil is allowed to take him home every now and then; thus, Cy would always be logically available, but, being the official ZooKeep, I can decide whether a battle might fall on "that day" or not, right? ^^; Thought so. As transporter of animals and chauffeur to the beasts, Virgil can see Cy any time he wants, all he has to do is drive his little E-Z-GO over and pick him up. His superior noticed the connection and talked to the Primate Studies guy; together, they instructed Virgil that he may pick up Cyriacus and take him for walks, even suggest that he needs to learn from human actions. Little did they know that Cy could already speak three languages: English, French, and Arabic. The latter two he learned in Chad, but he did not learn English until a month after Virgil left the area. As for the awakening of Kasdeja, I imagine it must have occurred after Virgil closed down his section of the Zoo the same day that Cyriacus arrived. After all, it was Virgil who got him from the truck. Both of them knew who each other was on the spot, and that's how it began. What the Hell - Explanation of a Twisted Angel and His Posse I chose this angel because I felt that he had several aspects that could contribute to either causing higher tension between the Angelus themselves, among any other senshi, or simply bringing the psychological emphasis of corrupting young children and killing the innocents not yet birthed. I felt that he was such an evil, wretched character, that few might be able to relate to and comprehend his internal struggles and maximize the conflict when needed. That is, if any conflict is needed at all; otherwise, he has so much potential to expand and learn, making Kasdeja fun to tinker with every now and then. Too bad he got stuck with a name like Virgil Doyle Walters ^^;; While on the topic: My Kasdeja doesn't do all that bad stuff really (such as cause miscarriages, etc.), he just hits... a bunch.. brutally... that's all ^^;; Maybe a little friendly "DIE!?" shouting here and there. I chose "Fatal Attraction" as a pun-type of attack. It appears to be something that Aphrodite might come up with, but, in reality, it merely states its function. The relation to Kasdeja is that the participant senshi are smiting or attempting to smite one another while Kasdeja stands and watches... and Grigori are called the "Watchers" after their mission observing human life. I mean, der, that IS what the name means and all ^^; "Chthonic Wraith" is particularly relevant seeing as how only those who have died in a violent manner can haunt the living. A grandmother who had passed in her sleep cannot chase her grandchild around saying that they killed her. And I believe that "Bludgeon" should be self-explanatory XD! I chose the gem citrine for my fuku because of this little tidbit I discovered thanks to google: CITRINE - Wards off fear forms that are generated from others suggestions, instills confidence in the personal self. And, lastly, Cyriacus is a monkey, monkey = human in Darwinism, la di da・Cy's cool. (I'm ditching all of my philosophical reasonings for my choices of Cyriacus and Kasdeja due to repetitiveness and downright aggravation for me・Am I really such a loser? ・DON'T answer that, TAMI! ^^;) Cy note: French and Arabic are the official languages of Chad. His new discovery of the English language proves why he could not tell Virgil who he was back in Chad, not to mention supports the whole Cy of Iconium was a small child of three, and I'm sure he didn't speak perfect English, either・Well, Italian, Latin, or whatnot, but you get the point ^^;;; Writing Sample SATAN STILL EATS TOES! Questionnaire Your Name: Tabris Your E-mail: demonlethe@aol.com Are you in any other rpgs? Yup. If so, which ones, and what characters do you play? SMyth: Heck and Orpheus Will you allow your senshi to be killed? Hell yeah! KILL THE LIMEY BASTARD! But I want to keep him for a bit before we go on a slaying spree again, okay Buff? Post on web: LET THEM SEE MY APP! Whee.