{“Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.” }
-Marilyn Monroe
Unchained (The Payback) - James Brown & 2Pac || Extravaganza || Heaven is a Place on Earth - Belinda Carlisle
High - Peking Duck || Higher Ground - Red Hot Chili Peppers || Lonely Boy - The Black Keys
-Marilyn Monroe
Unchained (The Payback) - James Brown & 2Pac || Extravaganza || Heaven is a Place on Earth - Belinda Carlisle
High - Peking Duck || Higher Ground - Red Hot Chili Peppers || Lonely Boy - The Black Keys
|{Full Name}|
Jacob Cassiel
|{Nickname}|
Jake, Jock, Cass
|{Wings Description}|
Jacob's powerful wings unfurl from his body in waves of bronze-gold feathers. In full sunlight the gold feathers catch the light, while darker streaks seem to become more prominent when Jock is angry. They are larger than most angel's wings and equal to the majority of Archangels' wings.
|{Name of Sword}|
Cressida
|{Sword Description}|
The sword Cressida is a two-handed Claymore. Like Jacob's wings Cressida glistens with a golden-bronze hue. Their bond is unquestionable and the exultant hum of Cressida as it cuts through enemies is unmistakeable.
|{Sexuality}|
Bisexual
|{Role}|
Archangel
|{Mentality}|
Jock views humans as little more than animals made for his amusement. He is deaf to their cries for help, or the protests of fellow angels who proclaim their worthiness.
Jacob Cassiel
|{Nickname}|
Jake, Jock, Cass
|{Wings Description}|
Jacob's powerful wings unfurl from his body in waves of bronze-gold feathers. In full sunlight the gold feathers catch the light, while darker streaks seem to become more prominent when Jock is angry. They are larger than most angel's wings and equal to the majority of Archangels' wings.
|{Name of Sword}|
Cressida
|{Sword Description}|
The sword Cressida is a two-handed Claymore. Like Jacob's wings Cressida glistens with a golden-bronze hue. Their bond is unquestionable and the exultant hum of Cressida as it cuts through enemies is unmistakeable.
|{Sexuality}|
Bisexual
|{Role}|
Archangel
|{Mentality}|
Jock views humans as little more than animals made for his amusement. He is deaf to their cries for help, or the protests of fellow angels who proclaim their worthiness.
{"Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.” }
-Mae West
|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
▪ He whistles when he's bored or while he's working.
▪ Jock has a sweet tooth.
▪ He seems to always be able to sense in which direction the sun will rise.
▪ He renames all his human captives with his own pet names.
▪ He can't snap his fingers, something he is endlessly frustrated about.
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
⚘Swordsmanship⚘
Jock is a skilled fighter, particularly when paired with his sword Cressida. The sword flows as if it were an extension of his arms, swinging through the air and cleaving through enemies with a joyous hum. His fighting as a deadly beauty, a graceful art that few live to tell of.
⚘Flying⚘
Jacob is an angel, flying is literally woven into his DNA. When he's soaring through the skies he's as graceful as any other you will see.
⚘Lying⚘
Telling smooth lies is almost second nature to Jock. When he needs and wants to lie he can do it with enough skill to fool those closest observers.
⚘Board Games⚘
Monopoly, the Game of Life, Scrabble... whatever board game you can think Jock seems to have an innate talent for it. It isn't a particularly useful strength, unless you're fighting for life and death over a game of checkers, yet it is a skill nonetheless.
⚘Strategic⚘
Despite appearances to the contrary, Jock has a brilliant strategic mind. He is always two steps ahead of his enemies and planning the third. He sees patterns and army movements where others only see a mess. He senses potential where others hit a wall.
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
⚘Indulgent⚘
Jacob enjoys giving in to his desires. He has never been known for his self-control. Honestly, he doesn't understand why anyone would ever consider this a weakness.
⚘Anger⚘
Jacob has a problem controlling his anger. When provoked he succumbs to his rage, destroying anything in his path that displeases him.
⚘Swimming⚘
Jock cannot swim, therefore swimming and pretty much anything to do where one must surround oneself in water is something that Jacob is rather bad at.
⚘Orders⚘
Both a pet hate of his and a weakness, Jock hates being ordered to do anything. He's an archangel after all, who gives anyone else the right to order him? As far as he's concerned he can do what he wants. If anyone dares order him to do anything he's just as likely to do the opposite, do nothing, or blow up in the person's face.
|{Fears}|
øIsolationø
Jock is a social creature at heart. He loves to surround himself with people, even if those people are servants to his every whim and desire. He fears complete isolation and being forced to spend eternity completely alone.
øLosing His Wings & Swordø
Jacob would not be a true angel if he lost his wings or sword. He fears both because it would mean a lose of dignity, status and power.
|{Secrets}|
✤Experimentation✤
Only the unfortunate humans who find themselves taken to one of Jock's compounds knows of his experiments. For some time he has been experimenting on humans, seeking to create chaos with his creations. He does it both for his own amusement and to convince any angels still sitting on the fence that the humans are not worth their time.
✤True Nature✤
Most of the other angels know Jock as the self-indulgent, indifferent archangel who lacks any real direction or drive. In truth he is much more cunning. This other aspect of his personality is only known to a select few close allies.
✤He is obsessed with donuts✤
Really, what else is there to say?
▪ He whistles when he's bored or while he's working.
▪ Jock has a sweet tooth.
▪ He seems to always be able to sense in which direction the sun will rise.
▪ He renames all his human captives with his own pet names.
▪ He can't snap his fingers, something he is endlessly frustrated about.
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
⚘Swordsmanship⚘
Jock is a skilled fighter, particularly when paired with his sword Cressida. The sword flows as if it were an extension of his arms, swinging through the air and cleaving through enemies with a joyous hum. His fighting as a deadly beauty, a graceful art that few live to tell of.
⚘Flying⚘
Jacob is an angel, flying is literally woven into his DNA. When he's soaring through the skies he's as graceful as any other you will see.
⚘Lying⚘
Telling smooth lies is almost second nature to Jock. When he needs and wants to lie he can do it with enough skill to fool those closest observers.
⚘Board Games⚘
Monopoly, the Game of Life, Scrabble... whatever board game you can think Jock seems to have an innate talent for it. It isn't a particularly useful strength, unless you're fighting for life and death over a game of checkers, yet it is a skill nonetheless.
⚘Strategic⚘
Despite appearances to the contrary, Jock has a brilliant strategic mind. He is always two steps ahead of his enemies and planning the third. He sees patterns and army movements where others only see a mess. He senses potential where others hit a wall.
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
⚘Indulgent⚘
Jacob enjoys giving in to his desires. He has never been known for his self-control. Honestly, he doesn't understand why anyone would ever consider this a weakness.
⚘Anger⚘
Jacob has a problem controlling his anger. When provoked he succumbs to his rage, destroying anything in his path that displeases him.
⚘Swimming⚘
Jock cannot swim, therefore swimming and pretty much anything to do where one must surround oneself in water is something that Jacob is rather bad at.
⚘Orders⚘
Both a pet hate of his and a weakness, Jock hates being ordered to do anything. He's an archangel after all, who gives anyone else the right to order him? As far as he's concerned he can do what he wants. If anyone dares order him to do anything he's just as likely to do the opposite, do nothing, or blow up in the person's face.
|{Fears}|
øIsolationø
Jock is a social creature at heart. He loves to surround himself with people, even if those people are servants to his every whim and desire. He fears complete isolation and being forced to spend eternity completely alone.
øLosing His Wings & Swordø
Jacob would not be a true angel if he lost his wings or sword. He fears both because it would mean a lose of dignity, status and power.
|{Secrets}|
✤Experimentation✤
Only the unfortunate humans who find themselves taken to one of Jock's compounds knows of his experiments. For some time he has been experimenting on humans, seeking to create chaos with his creations. He does it both for his own amusement and to convince any angels still sitting on the fence that the humans are not worth their time.
✤True Nature✤
Most of the other angels know Jock as the self-indulgent, indifferent archangel who lacks any real direction or drive. In truth he is much more cunning. This other aspect of his personality is only known to a select few close allies.
✤He is obsessed with donuts✤
Really, what else is there to say?
{“Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.” }
-Groucho Marx
|{Personality}|
[Indulgent, Cunning, Ruthless, Wildcard, Calculating, Imaginative]
There is no one way to describe Jacob Cassiel. His personality is a weaving maze of contradictions and oddities. He can be whimsical and indulgent in one moment, the next alight with vengeful anger. Some have called him unstable in the past, those who uttered the word within his hearing quickly found themselves tongue-less or dead, yet perhaps those unfortunate few were onto something. Stability does seem to have skipped over the archangel Jacob. Of course, that doesn't make him any less brilliant or devious, it simply makes him unpredictable.
To all general appearances Jock plays the lazy, overindulged, privileged Angel. One of his favourite pass times is lounging on a sofa having humans feed him. He has never been known for his restraint. If Jock sees something he wants he will take it, be it food, a favoured item, or a person. 'No' is a word he rarely hears, or listens to. Perhaps a fellow archangel might hold slightly more authority, but to be denied by a lesser creature would most likely only make Jock smile. Towards humans he can be equal parts patronisingly sweet or shockingly indifferent. He views them as toys made for his amusement. Their protests fall on deaf ears. Compassion and benevolence are two words rarely used to describe Jock.
Behind the carefree mask resides a more devious, cunning mind and one that is much crueller. He is calculating, always weighing his actions and judging how they will affect the world around him, usually in relation to himself. It is hard to imagine just how manipulative he can be given his overall appearance of nonchalance. It is one of the many contradictions of his personality.
He enjoys his little 'games' with his humans, but even more he loves the experiments he conducts on them. Whether attempting to splice human and animal DNA or simply testing their many limitations, the work fills Jacob with endless hours of stimulation. It isn't just for his amusement that he does it, although that is clearly a large influence. He wants to create more chaos and sway any hesitant angels to his way of thinking. Why? Well, why not? Jock does not have any particular reason for many of his actions, other than self-preservation and promotion, often he will simply do something to see the results or the panic it creates.
Most of the time Jacob is in complete control of his emotions. Whether gratifying some desire or creating some form of entertainment for himself, there is usually a limit to his cruelty. However, if you make him angry Jacob throws all control to the wind. This is where his true instability surfaces. Where others might be able to cap their anger, Jacob fully embraces it, using the strength it gives him to reap his revenge. He has been likened to the Norse Berserkers in battle, his anger fuelling his drive. Luckily for most it takes a lot for Jacob to become angry and any who have seen it know not to provoke him.
Oh, but it isn't all bad. Sure, Jake can be a bit of a psychopath and perhaps he enjoys hurting people more than most, but there are a few good aspects about him too. He is imaginative, his mind is always picturing new scenarios and possibilities. He can be surprisingly light-hearted and comical at times, laughing and trading jokes with ease. Towards his friends, the few that he does have, he can be somewhat loyal. He certainly attempts to be kinder towards the people he likes.
[Indulgent, Cunning, Ruthless, Wildcard, Calculating, Imaginative]
There is no one way to describe Jacob Cassiel. His personality is a weaving maze of contradictions and oddities. He can be whimsical and indulgent in one moment, the next alight with vengeful anger. Some have called him unstable in the past, those who uttered the word within his hearing quickly found themselves tongue-less or dead, yet perhaps those unfortunate few were onto something. Stability does seem to have skipped over the archangel Jacob. Of course, that doesn't make him any less brilliant or devious, it simply makes him unpredictable.
To all general appearances Jock plays the lazy, overindulged, privileged Angel. One of his favourite pass times is lounging on a sofa having humans feed him. He has never been known for his restraint. If Jock sees something he wants he will take it, be it food, a favoured item, or a person. 'No' is a word he rarely hears, or listens to. Perhaps a fellow archangel might hold slightly more authority, but to be denied by a lesser creature would most likely only make Jock smile. Towards humans he can be equal parts patronisingly sweet or shockingly indifferent. He views them as toys made for his amusement. Their protests fall on deaf ears. Compassion and benevolence are two words rarely used to describe Jock.
Behind the carefree mask resides a more devious, cunning mind and one that is much crueller. He is calculating, always weighing his actions and judging how they will affect the world around him, usually in relation to himself. It is hard to imagine just how manipulative he can be given his overall appearance of nonchalance. It is one of the many contradictions of his personality.
He enjoys his little 'games' with his humans, but even more he loves the experiments he conducts on them. Whether attempting to splice human and animal DNA or simply testing their many limitations, the work fills Jacob with endless hours of stimulation. It isn't just for his amusement that he does it, although that is clearly a large influence. He wants to create more chaos and sway any hesitant angels to his way of thinking. Why? Well, why not? Jock does not have any particular reason for many of his actions, other than self-preservation and promotion, often he will simply do something to see the results or the panic it creates.
Most of the time Jacob is in complete control of his emotions. Whether gratifying some desire or creating some form of entertainment for himself, there is usually a limit to his cruelty. However, if you make him angry Jacob throws all control to the wind. This is where his true instability surfaces. Where others might be able to cap their anger, Jacob fully embraces it, using the strength it gives him to reap his revenge. He has been likened to the Norse Berserkers in battle, his anger fuelling his drive. Luckily for most it takes a lot for Jacob to become angry and any who have seen it know not to provoke him.
Oh, but it isn't all bad. Sure, Jake can be a bit of a psychopath and perhaps he enjoys hurting people more than most, but there are a few good aspects about him too. He is imaginative, his mind is always picturing new scenarios and possibilities. He can be surprisingly light-hearted and comical at times, laughing and trading jokes with ease. Towards his friends, the few that he does have, he can be somewhat loyal. He certainly attempts to be kinder towards the people he likes.
{"Work is a necessary evil to be avoided.” }
-Mark Twain
|{Likes}|
▲ Being Happy ▲ Loud Music ▲ Playing With Humans ▲ Getting His Way ▲ Flying ▲ Swinging Cressida ▲ Fighting ▲ His Experiments ▲ Human Music ▲ Games ▲ Jokes ▲ Indulging Himself ▲ Manipulating People ▲ Donuts ▲ Sweet Food ▲ Sunlight ▲ Thunder Storms ▲ Lightning ▲ Julius Caesar ▲Squirrels ▲ Rap Music ▲ Whistling To Himself ▲ Cooking ▲
{"I believe whatever doesn’t kill you, simply makes you…stranger.” }
-The Joker
|{Dislikes}|
▼ Being Restricted ▼ Orders ▼ Swimming ▼ Deep Water ▼ Being Insulted ▼ Boredom ▼ Cats ▼ Whiners ▼ Losing a Test Subject ▼ Being Denied Anything ▼ Bad Hair Days ▼ When People Snap Their Fingers (Because He Can't) ▼ Power Cuts ▼ Country Music ▼ Opera Music ▼ Depictions Of Angels In Movies (Particularly When They're All High-and-mighty) ▼ Being Judged ▼ Green Tea ▼ Coffee ▼ Humans Underfoot ▼
{“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.” }
-Oscar Wilde
|{History}|
Jacob Cassiel was not always as destructive and manipulative as he is now. There was a time when he dutifully followed orders, happily did as he was told, and never questioned authority. He was held up as a stunning example of what every angel should be. He all but gleamed with angelic goodness. And then they came to Earth. The transition was slow, but eventually desires that had long been subdued began to make themselves heard. Thoughts began to trickle into his mind and, well, no one is truly perfect. It was only a matter of time before Jock gave in to his desires, and since then he has never looked back.
When, Michael, the previous archangel leader disappeared Jacob threw himself into the fighting. Not because he mourned the loss of his leader, (he felt little emotion either way for the death of the angel), but because he yearned to swing his blade Cressida through masses of screaming humans. He cleaved and spun, striking down a human with every swing of his mighty blade. He bathed in the glory of the battle, laughing as blood splattered across his golden wing span. When the fighting against the human's was over and the angels began to turn on each other, Jock continued. Not from any desire to rule himself, but simply for the joy of battle.
As those fights turned to pointless political squabbles, Jacob took up residence in the Aerie where he could indulge in whatever he desired. Food, humans, alcohol, whatever he wanted was his. His imagination and curiosity eventually led him to begin his 'little project', the experiments he has been conducting on countless human captives. Jock considers it more of a hobby than a mission from above. He wants to push the humans to their limits, perhaps just to add a little more chaos and amusement to the world or to persuade the more lenient angels to side against humanity.
Of course, none of the other angels know of his little past-time. Until he has definitive proof he is content to keep it his little secret. For the time being he's happy to simply enjoy the parties thrown at the Aerie and indulge in a little fun.
|{Happiest Memory}|
His first battle. The sun was beating down on the soaring angels as they dived down into a squad of humans. Jacob remembers the feel of his blade in his hand and the sounds of Cressida humming as he swung it through his first victim.
|{Saddest Memory}|
He doesn't have too many strong sad memories, although the day he lost several patients in a failed experiment was particularly frustrating for him.
Jacob Cassiel was not always as destructive and manipulative as he is now. There was a time when he dutifully followed orders, happily did as he was told, and never questioned authority. He was held up as a stunning example of what every angel should be. He all but gleamed with angelic goodness. And then they came to Earth. The transition was slow, but eventually desires that had long been subdued began to make themselves heard. Thoughts began to trickle into his mind and, well, no one is truly perfect. It was only a matter of time before Jock gave in to his desires, and since then he has never looked back.
When, Michael, the previous archangel leader disappeared Jacob threw himself into the fighting. Not because he mourned the loss of his leader, (he felt little emotion either way for the death of the angel), but because he yearned to swing his blade Cressida through masses of screaming humans. He cleaved and spun, striking down a human with every swing of his mighty blade. He bathed in the glory of the battle, laughing as blood splattered across his golden wing span. When the fighting against the human's was over and the angels began to turn on each other, Jock continued. Not from any desire to rule himself, but simply for the joy of battle.
As those fights turned to pointless political squabbles, Jacob took up residence in the Aerie where he could indulge in whatever he desired. Food, humans, alcohol, whatever he wanted was his. His imagination and curiosity eventually led him to begin his 'little project', the experiments he has been conducting on countless human captives. Jock considers it more of a hobby than a mission from above. He wants to push the humans to their limits, perhaps just to add a little more chaos and amusement to the world or to persuade the more lenient angels to side against humanity.
Of course, none of the other angels know of his little past-time. Until he has definitive proof he is content to keep it his little secret. For the time being he's happy to simply enjoy the parties thrown at the Aerie and indulge in a little fun.
|{Happiest Memory}|
His first battle. The sun was beating down on the soaring angels as they dived down into a squad of humans. Jacob remembers the feel of his blade in his hand and the sounds of Cressida humming as he swung it through his first victim.
|{Saddest Memory}|
He doesn't have too many strong sad memories, although the day he lost several patients in a failed experiment was particularly frustrating for him.
{“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.” }
-André Gide
“Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
Y’all, y’all remember me
Sold me out, taking change
Told me your name, we had, all the lanes
Held me down
Last chance fancy pants, oh very well
Gotta get ready, want a big payback
The big payback !
Hey, hey
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
I like the way you die, boy
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
I like the the way you die boy
Only wish to breed
I explode into a million seeds
Ya’ll remember me
Legendary live eternally
Bury me in pieces cause they fear reincarnation
Niggas screaming peace cause they fear when my squad face ‘em
Take them to places, stake they face then erase ‘em and brake ‘em
Murder motherfucker’s at a rate and then quicken the pace
Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die
Now even if you blind you still see my prophecy
My destiny to overthrow those on top of me
Bitch made niggaz and that bullshit you go through
Outlawz busting busting
We untouchable
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
I like the way you die boy
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, cause I wanna get it on, till I die
get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
Expect me nigga like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me nigga, I’m comin, hahaha.
”
{"Hey, inflight slave. Bring me my nuts on a silver platter.” }
-King Julian
|{Other}|
❣He's a big fan of the Madagascar movies❣
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❣He's a big fan of the Madagascar movies❣
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Alex Pettyfer
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