{"People are not born heroes or villains; they’re created by the people around them.” }
― Chris Colfer
Bad Moon Rising | Morning Ritual (Cover) || World On Fire | Les Friction || Everybody Wants To Rule The World | Lorde (Cover)
|| Fifteen Minutes | Robbie Nevil || Brother | Matt Corby || Black | Kari Kimmel
Lucien
{ LOO-ci-en }
| Nickname |
Lucy (not recommended)
Luc { Luke }
| Wings Description |
N/A
| Name of Sword |
Mutuus
{ moo-toos }
| Sword Description |
Mutuus is very submissive to Lucien's needs. Their relationship does not stem from a sentimental level, it's more of a mutual partnership. That being said, Mutuus will do everything in its power to protect its wielder.
| Sexuality |
"I am utterly indifferent to sexual orientation"
No preference
| Role |
Fallen
| Mentality |
His outlook towards humans is, for lack of a better word, complicated. In retrospect, he is not unlike his brethren. Lucien may have Fallen but it wasn't for any child of man. He wouldn't spare a glass of water to a son or daughter dying of thirst much less fall from grace for one. That being said, he does not voice his abhorrence towards them, nor does he display it openly. He takes the role as the surveyor, watching as a spectator in unbiased curiosity. He no longer cares whether they live or die so long as they do not stand in his way.
{"Does anyone want to try not being completely predictable?” }
▪ There's a perpetual scowl on his face ▪
▪ He has the tendency to brood quite often ▪
▪ His eyebrows emote what his face does not ▪
▪ Rarely smiles {though when he does it's eye catching ▪
▪ He usually finds the nearest shadow and skulks in it ▪
▪ His humor is rather dark but he is known to be quite the sass-master ▪
▪ His movements are fluid but he otherwise remains very still ▪
| Talents || Strengths || Skills |
⚘Strategy
⚘Persuasion
⚘High pain threshold
⚘Fighting {Angels & Humans}
⚘Withholding information {Being vague & cryptic}
| Flaws || Weakness |
⚘ Harbors huge grudge against Micheal
⚘ Without mercy once provoked
⚘ Major Daddy issues
⚘ Short temper
| Fears |
øDying at the hand of manø
{After he fell, he doesn't have much to lose. He does not fear what other angels might. Trivial paranoia such as the loss of one's wings or being revoked of a higher status do not hinder him anymore. The only thing he has to fear is losing whatever dignity he has left. To him, it would be losing his life at the hands of those which he stood up against.}
| Secrets |
✤ His identity amongst the angels is unknown to most if not all of them ✤
✤ He has two long, grotesque scars between his shoulder blades ✤
{Clipped of his wings}
{"I asked you politely and I only do that once.” }
{ Adaptable, Clever, Deceptive, Enigmatic, Forthright }
There are many sides to this allegorical coin in regards to what makes up Lucien's personality. On the exterior there's this brooding, phlegmatic individual who will go through any means to reach an end. Whether or not he can be perceived as "good" is a matter of perspective. The walls he's built up around himself are so high that he remains nameless amongst angels and humanity alike. He's known under one name; a name no one has heard before angels walked the earth. His presence is almost oppressive—a looming occupancy that demands attention where none is desired. Though he tries hard to remain under the radar, there's a promise in his demeanor that is nothing if not foreboding. He has this satirical eloquence about him coupled with a silver tongue which leaves everyone who have attempted a battle of wits against him feeling defeated and self-conscious. Many have referred to him as 'sassy' with all the sardonic prose he utters accompanied by his ever expressive eyebrows. Though smug, you'd never see him boasting about his intelligence or strength, choosing instead to leave much to the imagination. Stern and impassive, he's dead set in his ways and will not wane for anyone. He doesn't play well with others, nor does he succumb to trivial things like sentiment and empathy. He looks out for himself and has no intention of dying for others.
However-...that was before he fell, before he'd been cast out on his own without his wings. Before he was forced onto earth he was a vivacious character full of wit and charm and benevolent allure. He went by another name then but he was beloved and kind. When it came to his brothers and sisters he was as protective as they come and would always fight for the ones he loved. Being a skilled swordsman, he was both a role model for his lessers and a valuable ally to his betters. He was perhaps the most loyal of his kind, following orders without question or doubts. Perhaps he was naive in that respect, too dependent on someone else telling him what to do. There's been no one to lead him since he was banished. From the time his feet hit the ground he has been making it up as he went, forced to mingle with the very beings he'd sworn to hate. Having been subjected to their company for so long has made him aloof in regards to whether they lived or died. There has never been a son or daughter of man that had the will strong enough to peel back each layer and uncover what lies within, who has the ability to show Lucien his own potential. Until then, he remains a mystery, dawning the mask of the detached misanthrope.
{"I had a vision. A vision of peace.” }
| Likes |
▲ Loyalty ▲ Bravery ▲ Intelligence ▲ Those who are strong willed ▲ Verbal eloquence ▲ Those who stay true to their beliefs ▲ Theology ▲ His car ▲ Reading ▲ Animals ▲ Classical music ▲ Sparring ▲ Forestry ▲ Rain ▲ Autumn leaves ▲ Winter snow ▲ Canines
{"If you’re going through hell, keep going.” }
- Winston Churchill
| Dislikes |
▼ Idiocy ▼ Others' lack of common sense ▼ Predictability ▼ Being without flight ▼ Hypocrisy ▼ Being susceptible to sin ▼ Large bodies of water ▼ Obnoxious music ▼ Obnoxious humans ▼ Having his judgement questioned ▼ The Aerie ▼ Technology ▼ Taking orders ▼ Bible thumpers ▼ Mexican food ▼ Cigarettes ▼ Alcohol ▼ Carbonated beverages ▼ Sweets ▼ Artificial flavoring ▼ Being called Lucy ▼ Betrayers ▼ Liars ▼ Angels ▼ Archangels ▼ Those who are brash ▼ Socializing ▼ Sentiment ▼ Empathy ▼ Pity ▼ Jealousy ▼ Headless wrath ▼ Birds
{"You don't fight for a leader. You fight for a leader's cause.” }
Even when pressed, Lucien does not speak of what his life was like before he was banished to earth. He also will not account for how long he's been on earth either. Whether he does this out of embarrassment or to conceal his identity goes without saying. A little over two months ago, however, Lucien will tell you that he was working as a mechanic when he saw what looked like falling stars plummeting from space. Being a former angel himself, he knew what they were before they hit the ground. To state that he was bummed about the angels making their home amongst humanity would be a grave understatement. His coworker Oliver Snow was in the shop with him when it happened. He knew very little about the man then, save for his name and the fact that he was a veteran. Oliver wanted to talk about his military service almost as much as Lucien wanted to talk about how he'd been banished to earth so, needless to say, he didn't learn much else on the subject. It wasn't like he really cared anyway.
A few days after the angels got to earth, they began capturing humans, storing them as pets and/or slaves in that settlement they had. The Aerie, Lucien believed it was called. When an angel tried to kidnap Oliver and himself, Lucien had no qualms in killing the bastard. He took the angel's sword Mutuus as his own and gained its loyalty out of fear. Of course Oliver wouldn't just take it sitting down; he demanded to know the truth. It was then that he had to reveal what he was to the human, explaining how he was able to hold his own against an angel. From then on Oliver voiced his disdain for what the angels were doing. He felt as though the angels were taking advantage of humanity's hospitality and he wanted it to end. The problem was, he didn't know where to start. That's essentially how The Resistance came to be. Rallying those who wanted the angels off the earth, Oliver remained in the foreground as their leader while Lucien provided them with information and strategies. He would sneak into The Aerie whenever he could, committing the layout of the structure to memory and recruiting some humans who were there against their will to at as double agents. He remains the only link to the outside world when it comes to the sons and daughters of man, but he never cared enough to actually assist in their escape.
Today he bides his time until the next organized attack, existing in the background and watching as things unfurl.
{"If you want to fight and die for something, do it for something meaningful.” }
❣ He owns a black 2010 Camaro ❣
❣ His wardrobe consists of henleys, a leather jacket, and jeans ❣
Character Thought || #7D6F5E
Face Claim || Tyler Hoechlin
As Portrayed By: ibecameinsane