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"Life is full of ups and downs, it's how you handle them that makes you stronger than others."

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a character in “Neverland's Fall”, as played by Leej10100




After all, justice in this world is just a bunch of crap, made by those with power to suit themselves.


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We simply cannot see the world as it is. The world people see is nothing more than how our brains translate it. In other words, it's subjective.

Fallen Angel || The origin of this name is unknown. It actually followed him from the other world. As his parents often called him this.




Second-in-Command of Pirates

Face Claim
Uroko-Sama || Nagi no Asukara


My appearance has nothing to do with my morals.

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5 feet 10 inches


Physical Description
Lucifer has pale skin, which also has some visible areas on him with noticeable blue/green shimmering scales on his upper arms and chest. He has two red short eyebrows framed with silver/gray bangs. He has bright turquoise eyes. His silver hair is extremely long, reaching his lower back; it tapers off into many directions. His face tends to have an apathetic lazy look all the time except occasionally when he smirks or grins.

His daily attire consists of baggy, navy blue pants, a tied teal waist sash, and a dark blue open vest. He also has many accessories such as a double stranded necklace, an intricate gold arm cuff, and two gold bangles on each wrist. Lucifer isn't wearing any footwear except for wrapped socks.


I'm not stupid. I'm just too lazy to show how smart I am..

Potential Interest
None at the moment


    Physical Combat || Lucifer is an excellent fighter when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, and has a certain thrill for battle. This is not to say he is reckless, he is too strategic for that. He understands more about mixed martial arts than most of his peers, and he has a hatred for losing. Anyone who beats him tends to have a grudge held against them for quite some time.
    Flute || As feminine as it might seem, Lucifer is an excellent flute player, and enjoys many styles of music, from classic to contemporary.
    Blackmail || He understands the subtleties to espionage, blackmail, and secrets.

Power Abilities
    Intelligent || Thanks to Lucifer's quick mind he is able to use it off and on during battle.
    Strong || Lucifer has amazing strength.
    Excellent combatant || Lucifer is wonderful when it comes to fighting.


The ones who do what they want and enjoy the most of their lives are the ones who win in the end.



    Zoning || Lucifer has an odd habit of suddenly zoning out; occasionally his face will just go blank in the middle of a conversation. When in these instances, not much can get him out, as he generally will not respond to sound, or even touch.
    Chess || Lucifer is an excellent chess player, and often plays against whoever wishes to play, even having the patience to teach someone.
    Meditation || Lucifer can meditate up to twelve hours at a time, maintaining stillness and even breathing. This is sometimes hard to believe of someone who is as hot-tempered as he is, but it is something he does.
    Teasing || Whether it is flirtation of good-natured making fun of someone, Lucifer finds no end to the pleasure he derives at making someone angry or blush. He firmly believes that Hook stresses himself to death, and tries his best to try and get him to lighten up a little.
    Disappearing || Lucifer is very good at hiding his presence and suddenly slipping away with no one actually knowing where he went. He enjoys his solitude from time to time, and the only person who ever seems to know where his is at any given point is Hook.
    Research || Lucifer loves learning things, especially when it comes to things like science and bloodlines. Odd, yes, given that he cares little for his own, but in reality, it is mostly Hook's bloodline that he is interested with. He has spent countless hours researching Hook, when they had first met. But now he has dialed down, and rarely asks questions.

    Rain || There’s just something about the way it dulls the senses, and washes everything, that Lucifer just loves. Whenever it is raining, he will often be found standing outside in it. It doesn’t matter what the temperature is, he’ll be out there.
    Cookies || Yes, cookies. It doesn’t matter what type of cookies they are, as long as they aren't Chocolate, he’ll eat them happily. Generally, the sweeter, the better.
    His Mates || Lucifer loves his family, and takes solace just from being around them, even though he doesn't show it. There’s not one of them that he doesn’t get along with, at least to some extent.
    Food || Lucifer is basically constantly consuming food. He says it’s because he uses to much energy from talking that he needs to refuel, but that’s only partly the truth. In fact, talking to much does cause Lucifer to feel drained, and he’s basically constantly thirsty. Food helps, especially if it contains lots of sugar.

    Lost Boys | Peter Pan || He doesn't really hate them per-say. It's just that they are a threat to Hook, so he doesn't like them.
    Felines || Lucifer dislikes any and all breed of cats. Despite the large consideration being that cats are graceful, Lucifer finds them anything but, much preferring canines. While he does not begrudge others who love the creatures, he rarely will stay in the same room as one of the beasts, and will exit should one be brought into his company.
    Chocolate || While Lucifer does have a sweet tooth. He detests all flavors of chocolate. Milk, Dark, or White, he refuses to touch the stuff, and often cannot even handle the smell.
    Crowds || Lucifer is not a people person, and can be slightly claustrophobic when it comes to things such as large crowds. He gets very uncomfortably around groups of more than five, unless such a group is his mates, and tends to mentally shut down when around others. This is when most of his "zoning" spells happen. They are his way of coping with his inability to handle large groups of people.

    Fighting || Being an expert in mixed martial arts, Lucifer's greatest strength is his ability to fight with nothing but his hands. He prefers to not use weaponry, but if he must, he generally prefers throwing knives.
    Strategics || Being a chess prodigy, for that matter- Lucifer is often considered to be a master strategist, even though he is lazy. He can think up to seven moves ahead of his opponent, and simulate up to two hundred different outcomes nigh on simultaneously.
    Objectiveness || Lucifer knows how to keep himself detached and not get close to people. He harbors feelings for no one outside of his mates, and knows when sacrifices need to be made. He is not ruthless, and will not make unnecessary choices, but he also understands one's need to be objective, especially in battle.

    Family || With no exception, though he doesn't admit it, Lucifer cares for his mate, and would die protecting them if he had to. This being said, he will hesitate to cease a fight if one of them is being used against him or being held hostage.
    Hot-Headed || Despite training and meditation, Lucifer can be very temperamental. When angry enough, he can often fly into rages and charge head-long into a fight, even one he knows he cannot win. If there is one thing that would even make Lucifer lose his head, your in danger.
    Chocolate || Enough said. Lucifer will literally gag when smelling the stuff.


What it lies in our power to do, it lies in our power not to do.

Blunt | Quick-Tempered | Smart | Teasing

Blunt, and more than a little crazy, Lucifer is well known for his running into fights with rather reckless abandon. Despite this, you cannot underestimate his ability to reason. Years of playing chess against have taught him when to rush forward and when to hold back, so long as he can keep his temper reigned in. Threatening anyone of his mates is a sure way to set him off, while threatening him won't do anything. He's also not afraid of telling anyone how he feels about something or someone.

Lucifer derives great pleasure from teasing others, especially Hook. He often wears a coy, devilish smile when teasing others, further infuriating them. His favorite person to fight with is Hook. Their relationship is quite reminiscent of brothers, if albeit more violent at times. Lucifer is often considered to be too smart for his own good, and his mouth tends to get himself into trouble. When it comes to protecting people, there is literally nothing that Lucifer wouldn't do. That isn't to say that he would needlessly throw his life away, he knows when to hold his cards and when to play them. But if he knows that he can save a life by giving his own, he will.

Behind the mask of mischief and sass, Lucifer cares deeply for his mates, all of them, and he bleeds and grieves just like everyone else. Lucifer is simply not one to show it on the outside, and tends to try to be the strong one in sorrowful situations. He likes to try and be everyone's rock, and if someone has something on their mind, Lucifer tends to be the person they go to vent. Lucifer will often sit and listen patiently, and he won't begrudge anyone their feelings. Everyone has their share of problems, and everyone reaches their breaking point. That's why Lucifer does what he does.


I don't think anyone is born knowing the reason why they're here. It's just something you have to find as you go along.


Moping around with sadness and sorrow... what will come of it? Even dead people can do that. However, I'll live and stand on my own two legs. If we are going to die one day, wouldn't it be better to have no regrets?

So begins...

Lucifer's Story


Characters Present

Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Sora Aerlyn Character Portrait: Lucifer Character Portrait: Luna Lockhart Character Portrait: Scout Character Portrait: Callum Kingsley Character Portrait: Eloise Kingsley Character Portrait: Hook Character Portrait: Peter Pan Character Portrait: Joshua V. Kingsley Character Portrait: Ram Character Portrait: Nila Character Portrait: Trees Character Portrait: Soleil Ada Character Portrait: Fang Character Portrait: Flint Character Portrait: Roan Haiku Character Portrait: Nereus
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Kensington, London. A quaint little district nestled in the western fragment of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, it’s notorious for being the best shopping alley across the expanse of England. With it’s plethora of boutiques, bakeries, antiques and entertainments, it isn’t a wonder why civilians of all social spheres flock to the cobblestone walks, each length teamed with artfully crafted oaks. Though, despite the boulevard providing endless thrills for this eclectic medley, only a select few have the first rate heaven of residing within the Victorian flats looming in the backdrop...even a smaller percent of that elite class being a full fledged family. And yet, this is precisely where our story takes wing.

As twilight descends on the abandoned focal square, the winds holding an iced spite from the North, it is here that the true face of Kensington springs to life. Those aforementioned high class patrons are bustling about in their homes, each one ruffled with anticipation for whichever soiree is being fabricated that night… however, one family in particular is scampering about a tad bit more than it’s neighbours. The Kingsley household, with it’s 5 members, call home to the second largest suite within this sectioned off heaven; Number 14 on Bloomsbury Avenue...and, while impressive, it has a pricetag to match it’s prestige. However, with a highly regarded lawyer and socialite, the father and mother respectively, money has never been an issue for this purebred name. Though, if one was judging their class by the standards of their children, one would have to scoff at the notion of them even glancing at Bloomsbury. Even now, as Mr. & Mrs. Kingsley are preparing for an evening laced with champagne, dancing and laughter, the rambunctious attitude has yet to cease. While the mother hounds the two youngest, the Prince and Princess of the family, to quell their racing argument, the father has busied himself with doling out strict instructions to the eldest, the tertiary guardian of Apartment #14… yet, the head’s parting words will soon be all for naught. Unbeknownst to Mr. and Mrs. Kingsley, their beloved children are being carefully watched by a figure that has only existed within the sister’s goodnight stories; Peter Pan.


Meanwhile, upon the Mainland, the typical summer climate has been chilled to wintry blanket, white snow encasing the earth and ice protecting the sea. Sensing it’s nonofficial king’s absence, the magic within this otherworldly realm has receded from its inhabitant’s everyday lives, most now struggling to carry out even the most undemanding actions (such as flying or changing forms). Though that isn’t the most pressing concern at the moment.. no no, it’s far from that. The ship of the infamous pirate captain, James Hook, has been spotted not too far off the coast line, currently held in place by the frozen water’s greedy embrace. However, it’s only natural that they would attempt to make a movement to seize the Mainland at this point..what better time to do such then when the all powerful Pan is away?

Thankfully, the King, like always, is two steps ahead from the pirates; before leaving to retrieve the Heirs, the Lost Children were given explicit instructions. While under the Second-in-Command’s constructed administration, this group of orphans are to stalk and track the movement of the crew, attempting their best to keep the scoundrels off the land...and, if need be, fight tooth and nail to protect the beaches. However, the pirates have a similar interest regarding the Lost Children; capture and interrogate them to reveal Pan’s whereabouts, his plans. After all, with luck, maybe the King has disappeared for good?


As the Lost Children and Pirates begin to generate foul play with one another, the tribes have begun to do the same. Tensions are starting to arise between the three races, the lack of their Heirs sprinkling even more stress unto their councils more so than before. In fact, accusations are now being casually dispensed, each clan eager to pin the blame on another...some even targeting their King, Peter Pan, for his neglect to provide protection.


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"Damn it!" Said the captain of all pirates, James Hook. He kicked furiously at the ice encasing his ship and twitched with annoyance. Snow, winter, cold; they were things that most pirates found devastating, ugly, and disgusting. Hook displayed the most negative emotions when he felt even the softest blow of a chilling wind, "Why'd if have to snow all of a sudden? It's in the middle of summer!" He grumbled and began to climb back onto deck after nearly slipping clumsily on the ice. He cursed to himself as he regained the correct footing back on deck and straightened his coat before lounging back on the rail.

Hook always enjoyed summer. Summer. Summer was heat, cicadas, long days and short nights. Or in other words; Long days to cruise the ocean and feel the cool breeze with his crew while he spent the rest of his time on land, fooling with women and drinking his troubles away. What troubles, you may ask? That would be Peter Pan.

Hook cringed at the thought of his name.

Pan, the very man that Hook was after because of his cruel meaning for removing one of Hook's arm. But he has both arms, you may say. No, he doesn't. It may be an illusion, it may be a trick, it may be some kind of magic of his, he won't tell. But the fact is, Hook lost one of his arms, and he wanted his revenge. It was always on his mind and he wanted it badly. He'd sacrifice his own life to get Pan's and would even go as far as sacrificing his crew-

Wait... Would he really?

Hook looked at his crew; Soleil, Scout, Roan, and Lucifer. They were a small bunch, but then again, they were all he needed, and after abandoning, or rather, being killed out of the Lost Children from a long while ago, they were his next and new family. Would he risk them, too, to get at Pan?

Hook sighed and let his head hang. He was far beyond frustration, "I need a cigarette..." He muttered tiredly and then called a little louder, hoping, childishly, that someone on the deck would hear him and bring his needs. He coughed for attention, "I think it'd be really nice if I could have a cigarette at the moment." He said a little louder.

A snowflake landed on his nose and he sneezed, then grumbled, 'Damn its cold...' He thought and looked up at the grey sky that produced the very thing that he so much hated. He went back into his deep thought, one that made him wear an emotionless face that was unreadable, even by his crew, who knew him so well. Whenever Hook went into that phase, no one could tell what he was planning or thinking. That was the way it worked and always was. Then, he thought, 'Right... Pan wants them, the heirs. Maybe... Maybe I'll find them before him and blackmail? That sounds nice, although there's a lot of risk in that too... And it'll be trouble trying to find them... Mmm...'

Even outside his thinking, the side that everyone else saw, Hook was making odd faces as he thought. He might have always been seen as the villain, but he, too, used to be something called human.