Evander Fray

[Evander Fray]

Evander Livius Fray

the player

name:

Cat, Ser, Serein

experience:

Like eight years

how you arrived:

Crazy insane magic of some mysterious sort

the character

name:

Evander Livius Fray

gender:

Male

age:

Appears 20, Actually about 335

birthdate:

April 4th, a loooong time ago.

species:

Arc-Angel

sexual preference:

Whatever looks best at the time

the costume

face claim:

Gokudera Hayato from Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

unique features:

Silver hair - an oddity for someone who appears so young.

appearance:

Evander has a generally unkempt look about him because he generally dislikes putting effort into how he looks. When questioned on why he looks so disheveled all the time he'll usually answer gruffly with "I've lived enough years and cared enough about my appearance. I'm taking a break." This man's version of dressing up is shoving on a clean pair of jeans and a wrinkled button-up shirt, but he doesn't usually mind shoving on a pair of sunglasses either. Ragged silver hair hangs past Evander's cheeks, sometimes pulled back in a tiny ponytail when he's feeling especially lazy or bitchy.

In terms of height and build, Evander is a rather lanky man with wiry limbs. By first glance you might not be able to tell, but he is actually very strong and in perfect fitness (a plus to being an angel with hundreds of years under your belt was learning all the tricks of the trade to stay fit with minimal effort).

the props

prefered weapon(s):

An assortment of bombs, Throwing Darts, and Swords for close-combat

abilities:

Healing, Wing Masking, Bliss, Radiate, Bond, Cocoon Defend, Long Life, Light Manipulation, Natural Speed, and Blessings

power level:

Above Average, Many years of training

specialty:

Fightin' and destroying devils

remarkable items:

Flint's Feather - A single feather from Flint's wings, it radiates a slight power, but doesn't seem particularly helpful.

the play

strengths:

Enduring (physically and emotionally), Intelligent, Experienced

weaknesses:

Hot-headed, Stubborn, Cocky, Impatient, Can't stand devils

personality:

Evander is a straight-forward no bullshit type of man. He hates wasting time on anything if he can help it and he can tend to get himself in trouble for that impatient nature of his. When Evander isn't ordering people around or whining about how things are taking too long he's usually spending time alone so he can think. In fact Evander would be the first one to tell you that he's not a fan of crowds, so it's a wonder he's a leader in the first place.

But then for all of his negative positivity traits there are actual reasons that God would rely on him. Evander is good under pressure, usually very intelligent when it comes to Earth, and a born leader. If the man could get over his unheavenly vices he might make quite the upstanding angel, but he said he's lived long enough in the perfection of heaven and need to "get a little dirt on his hands" again.

history:

Evander doesn't like talking to anyone about his first life. When people ask about it he barks at them and tells them they should mind their own business because even he doesn't want to remember. What he's grudgingly revealed to his second hand on Earth was that he was born to a very abusive family and lives a miserable childhood before dying as soon as he reached adulthood. It wasn't until he reached Heaven that Evander's story really began to flourish though.

Once in Heaven Evander was made an apprentice to an angel who was teaching how to heal. Evander was informed that sometimes angels were allowed to go back down to Earth to do a bit of good, but you had to have the proper training to even be considered. Knowing he might have another chance to walk the Earth never really excited Evander, but he devoted himself to the art of helping people regardless. Still a tender young soul he was convinced that he could correct suffering if he just worked hard enough.

For a hundred years Evander learned and a hundred years he grew into the man he never got the chance to be. He was quick to smile and enjoyed using what he would have once considered magic to create miracles. The man got rather good at healing too, but he was informed that such things had their limitations once they were being used on Earth. Evander didn't care because he was still convinced he would never make it back to Earth.

It was only years later when God started sending the man to Earth on peace missions. Those were the days when Flint still had control of commands on the planet and Evander was only sent to heal the angels and save some humans. Eden was practically a wasteland back then, but Evander still continued to do his best for everyone because he couldn't imagine doing anything else.

Then the years hit when the war for Eden waged hotter than it ever had before and on one of his missions to assist Flint, Evander came face to face with his first demon. Rage burned in ways that Evander had never felt before, so suddenly his desire to serve on Earth went from a peaceful mission of healing to one of anger and violence. Evander stole time to verse himself in fighting when no one needed him until he thought he could stick up for himself no matter what happened.

That was when the man lost his first battle. Cocky and headstrong he had flung himself into one of Flint's battles only to be defeated and dragged back to the hideout. Flint scolded Evander for what felt like hours before he let anyone heal him, assuring the man that if he hadn't learned his lesson then Flint would be the one to beat it into him personally next time.

Evander quit going to Earth after that. As much as he should have respected the man for saving him and caring enough to go through all he went through, Evander only felt anger towards Flint. Hate even. It wasn't an emotion that angels were supposed to have though so Evander masked it to the best of his abilities, claiming that he didn't want to go back to Earth because he just needed a break.

And Evander was given just what he claimed to need, which was a break from Earth. Up until the situation dramatically changed in Eden Evander had almost been allowed to forget the entire occurrence, but it wouldn't be his last encounter with that place of course. The war for Eden raged like a wildfire one moment then was entirely over the next. God informed everyone that Flint and all of the other angels had entirely disappeared, and in the fourteen years since it happened hadn't shown back up anywhere.

Worst of all was that devils were once again vying for control of Eden. As dangerous as it was, God informed Evander that he would have to lead a new group against the devils. Evander wasn't sold on the concept, but agreed that if it was what God wished it was what he would do. Since arriving back on Earth the arc-angel had become much more cynical though and happened to pick up a lot of human vices.

He still didn't understand why God decided it had to be him leading.

the lines

sample roleplay:

If there was anything that Evander was better at he couldn't really think of it at the time. The man smirked slightly as he took a long draw on his smoke thinking, 'Well maybe there is one thing.' But that other thing wasn't very angelic of Evander either. The man had a hard time understanding why he could even still be considered an angel when it came to his vices, let alone the arc-angel he was.

The term felt false when he applied it to himself. There wasn't even a true difference between angels and arc-angels as far as he could tell. Unless there was something else that God didn't tell him, which wasn't entirely unlikely considering how the man 'worked in mysterious ways' as people said. Sounded like a safe way of saying that God was a round-about type of guy.

If there was one thing that Evander couldn't stand these days it was people who couldn't just be straight-forward. That felt like another tally against his being an angel. What, after all, was an angel that didn't unconditionally love his God? Evander ran a hand through his hair as he straightened and finally stood up. He had spent plenty of time there debating why he was who he was and not nearly enough time drinking.

It was going to be a long trudge to the bar, Evander thought as he took another drag off his cigarette.

[Bluhbluh I am shit at rp samples]