NAME Adriel
HUMAN ALIAS Aashiq Banks
AGE Adriel was created by God and stained by Lucifer, making the devil his true father. He was created shortly before the fall of Lucifer.
GENDER Male
SEXUALITY Pansexual/Panromantic. His only preference is human.
OCCUPATION He's become quite a famous model during his recent visit on Earth, but his true occupation is corrupting the humans he finds himself around. Models, photographers, interviewers, anyone he can get his hands on.
SPECIES Demon
APPEARANCE Adriel is a very attractive man, tall with darkened skin. He has long dark brown hair, usually unkempt and rarely held back with a ponytail. He has bushy eyebrows of the same color. His eyes are dark brown and usually squinted, very suspicious or seductive, your choice. He has a larger nose and pouty pink lips. He usually keeps a bit of facial hair, like a goatee and mustache with a little scruff. He is slender and almost serpentine, like how his movement are. In his true demon form, he sprouts long black horns from his forehead and long black nails. His eyes turn completely black and his skin reddens, but not completely bright red, more of a blood red, like all of his veins exploded and tainted his skin. And an all-black suit, usually, with blood red pointy dress shoes.
CLOTHING STYLE Adriel dresses extremely well all the time, unless he's lounging around the house or sleeping. He always has a button down on and suit pants. For special occasions, he'll pull out a tux or suit, but most of the time a suit jacket is all that is needed. He always wears pointy dress shoes, and a black watch with blood red dials. He never wears hats, and usually won't wear sunglasses either. He wears lots of rings, usually the same blood red color as his watch dials or black ones. When at home, he'll wear reading glasses.
PIERCINGS/TATTOOS he has this huge wing tattoo on his back and arms. He also has his septum pierced, but usually keeps it hidden unless he's at home.
SCARS/MARKS he covered the scar from where his angel wings were ripped off of him before he was thrown from Heaven. he has two scars on each side of his forehead where horns grow in his true demon form.
DIALOGUE [#84004F]
PERSONALITY Adriel full-heartedly believes that God hates him, more because of his lineage than him vouching for his father. So, he was the first to take his father's offer on corrupting humankind. And boy, does he love it. Wrecking and polluting God's favorites is his favorite hobby, and he's spent centuries on earth doing it. Adriel is seductive, cunning, and incredibly persuasive. With just a flash of his eyes, or a simple gesture, he can have everyone's favorite priest doing the dirty with his altar boy. Adriel knows nothing of kindness and innocence, only suffering and the enjoyment of it. He mocks the thought of serious relationships, or doing good. He's definitely a snarky, sarcastic person, and enjoys confusing the ignorant with big words and sarcastic phrases. He may get irritated every once in a while, but he's never truly been angry- wait, only once, when he fell from Heaven. That really ticked him off. But sad has never gave him the time of day, probably because kindness hasn't either. He's never been genuinely happy, except for at the expense of others. Amariah is softening him, giving him his first smiles and innocent thoughts, and she might be the one to change his mind about this war with God.
HISTORY
Adriel was created to be an angel, a beautiful, lovely angel. But Lucifer wanted his own child; Adriel was his first want against the will of God. During the creation of Adriel, Lucifer stained him with his own image, and from the moment Adriel was born, he was a mistake. The first mistake. So God shunned him, all of Heaven shunned him for the faults of his father. But he tried so damn hard to be good. He was an angel, after all. He tried, not all the other angels could not see past his lineage. He made it worse, protecting his father when he went against God, but that only made it worse. Adriel was sent to Hell with the rest of them.
So Adriel got angry. He blamed God for all his suffering, and wanted revenge on the being that created him, and allowed him to be soiled. He went for the humans, God's favorite creation. He showed his father the love and adoration Lucifer always wanted, because God didn't want that. All the pain and suffering in the world was blamed on Lucifer, but it was Adriel that truly wanted the humans to burn. He tortured them, and when he felt that causing them pain wasn't enough, he went for something better. Corrupting them. Because pain could be blamed on him, but their own corruption, well, that was something they could only blame themselves for. Adriel taught the first thief, bought the first slave, made the first "witch" burn, all to see God's favorite creation burn in hell, where he would never meet them face to face. The more souls that went to Hell, the happier Adriel was.
There was one girl, God's daughter Amariah, that fought against him. And boy, he absolutely hated her. Not only did she ruin his fight, but she was God's own daughter. She was the opposite of Adriel, the favorite, the chosen one. Adriel knew if he brought her down, he could bring down the might hand of God. Fortunately, he already knew she was there to protect the humans, so the more he stole from her loving grasp, the more he could win. At the turn of the nineteenth century, however, something changed. Something about her, something about Earth, maybe even his grudge against God and his father Lucifer, just turned off. He still enjoyed corrupting the little humans sure, but he felt something he never felt before. Love. Pure, honest, true love.
For Amariah. Though she went against everything he stood for, she was completely enticing. Watching her blood boil at the very sight of him, calling her princess or golden girl just because she hates it, and the honest conversations they liked to have in a coffee shop or on the dock, it was all... lovely. He didn't know how to feel, or what to do, but for now, he's just letting it be. Sipping on tea with an angel isn't the worst thing to do with his day.
So Adriel got angry. He blamed God for all his suffering, and wanted revenge on the being that created him, and allowed him to be soiled. He went for the humans, God's favorite creation. He showed his father the love and adoration Lucifer always wanted, because God didn't want that. All the pain and suffering in the world was blamed on Lucifer, but it was Adriel that truly wanted the humans to burn. He tortured them, and when he felt that causing them pain wasn't enough, he went for something better. Corrupting them. Because pain could be blamed on him, but their own corruption, well, that was something they could only blame themselves for. Adriel taught the first thief, bought the first slave, made the first "witch" burn, all to see God's favorite creation burn in hell, where he would never meet them face to face. The more souls that went to Hell, the happier Adriel was.
There was one girl, God's daughter Amariah, that fought against him. And boy, he absolutely hated her. Not only did she ruin his fight, but she was God's own daughter. She was the opposite of Adriel, the favorite, the chosen one. Adriel knew if he brought her down, he could bring down the might hand of God. Fortunately, he already knew she was there to protect the humans, so the more he stole from her loving grasp, the more he could win. At the turn of the nineteenth century, however, something changed. Something about her, something about Earth, maybe even his grudge against God and his father Lucifer, just turned off. He still enjoyed corrupting the little humans sure, but he felt something he never felt before. Love. Pure, honest, true love.
For Amariah. Though she went against everything he stood for, she was completely enticing. Watching her blood boil at the very sight of him, calling her princess or golden girl just because she hates it, and the honest conversations they liked to have in a coffee shop or on the dock, it was all... lovely. He didn't know how to feel, or what to do, but for now, he's just letting it be. Sipping on tea with an angel isn't the worst thing to do with his day.
