Post by alcazar on May 31, 2011 16:30:58 GMT -5
[/color][/font]I'VE BEEN RE-HYMENATED!
AND THAT, DUDE, WILL NOT ABIDE[/color]
“Oh, please. You guys love me. I keep it real, and I’m hilarious.”
NAME Alcazar <nicknames: Al...Balthazar's personal nickname for her, 'zar, Cazar, The Bitchy Angel, Bitch Angel...That's her personal favorite>
AGE Ageless
DOB N/A
SPECIES Angel.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Heterosexual
ALLEGIANCE Rebel- Under the last words of Balthazar has aligned herself with Sam and Dean Winchester
OCCUPATION Bartender, Pain in God Castiel's side, Ally to the Winchesters, Guardian to the Ark, Holy Weapons thief with her brother Balthazar.
HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?[/color][/font]
ON SILK SHEETS, ROLLING NAKED IN MONEY[/color]
HAIR long chocolate brown nearly black
EYES brown
PERSONAL STYLE Alcazar loves fashion. Mini skirts, tight shirts, anything that reveals cleavage and her long legs she's all for it. Leather definitely. Tank tops of course. Her favorite item to wear is the black coat that belonged to her fallen brother, Balthazar. You'll never find her in a pair of holy ratty tennis shoes. It's always high heels or nice knee high boots. Balthazar labeled her the angel of Fashion.
PLAY BY Naya Rivera
WE SHOULD HAVE ANGRY SEX[/color][/font]
DON'T OBJECTIFY ME. LET'S GO[/color]
LIKES Fashion. The memory of better times with Balthazar before he met up again with Castiel, Tartar sauce on bread (it's like mayo on crack), archery, beer, her life, being on Earth, helping the Winchesters (at times but she won't admit it..if she pokes fun at em she likes em), old comedies, romantic movies, twizzlers, sappy movies, Magic Fingers, Tequila, Lemon wedges (yeap just slice it and give it to her), Chinese food, motorcycles
DISLIKES Castiel, Humans (hairless apes..but they are growing on her), pizza, fish, spiders, snakes, demons, hell hounds, dogs, cats, Math, The phrase 'I love you'(last thing she told Balthazar before she parted ways with him), cars, Crowley (she blames him for her brother's death as well), enclosed spaces.
STRENGTHS (AT LEAST 2) Archery- Alcazar did something different with the four angel knives she stole from heaven (along with the ark) she broke them apart and turned them into arrow tips. Then once she was in her vessel she learned archery and was soon able to hit and kill demons from a good distance if she needed. Now she uses that same skill against her siblings if she has too with a compound bow though she prefers not too. She will steal their knives and break them apart to make more arrow heads as well.
Adaptation- Alcazar knew that if she wanted to survive, like Balthazar she'd have to adapt. She's great at it. She knew not to draw attention to herself with her ark so she hid it and never returned to it instead she took a job as a bartender and spent time with Balthazar when she could doing deals and was his look out. She didn't accept his teaming with Castiel so she backed out and well helped him when he asked but generally lived a low key life. It's how she stayed off the radar so long.
Fashion- Alcazar designs most of her own clothes and her own fashion statement.
Alcazar is also blessed with all the normal angel gifts as well.
WEAKNESSES (AT LEAST 2) Her desire for revenge: Alcazar hates Castiel with a passion. Her desire to revenge what happened to Balthazar clouds her judgment. If she can find a way to stick it to him (like by helping Sam and Dean) she'll do it. If it means destroying the ark and her only thing keeping her alive then Alcazar will do that too.
Her temper- Alcazar has a strong temper. Since her vessel is a Latina, Alcazar has found it easier to go off swearing in Spanish at what ever angers her instead of english or Ennochian.
She also falls victim to all the normal weaknesses of the angels. Holy fire can trap, banishing sigils can send her away and piss her off, and the knife can kill her.
SPECIAL SKILLSplaying the piano, singing, dancing, misdirection (she's like Houdini reincarnated into an angel) If you wanted to catch Alcazar off guard the easiest way to do so is to set a trap around a piano or at a booming nightclub where she's dancing. She makes her own arrows and tends to design her own clothes (the only article of clothes that hasn't been adjusted, save for fixing where Castiel stabbed him in the back is Balthie's coat)
10 WORDS TO DESCRIBE YOUDetermined, wanting revenge, angry, heartbroken, playful, friendly, snappish, teasing to the ones she cares about, creative, insane, secretive, protective, a liar, loving, confused, broken, lost, alone, in search of a friend or two, looking for faith again, wanting to belong, joyful, helpful (when she wants to be), cautious, skeptical of change, never forgives, loyal, hates betrayal,
WHO'S THE HOTTER PSYCHIC?[/color][/font]
PATRICIA ARQUETTE, JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT, OR YOU?[/color]
HOMETOWN Heaven.
PARENTS God.
SIBLINGS All the angels. Though she's now estranged from all of them due to her refusal to worship Castiel
SIGNIFICANT OTHER Balthazar- Favorite brother (if he had told her to give Cas the ark she would have), Sam and Dean- Alcazar helps them occasionally...or will soon when she meets them.
OFFSPRING N/A
HISTORY “Once upon a time there was an angel named Alcazar...”
Hold it! Hold it! Hold it, you can't learn about Alcazar like she's some kind of fairy tale. She's an angel of the Lord not a fluffy Roma Downey wanna be in Touched by an Angel (oh she'll touch you all right but if you're of the male variety you better believe it you'll be singing soprano for a week). In the beginning she was for serving God and Michael next to her brother Balthazar. The two were literally cut from the same holy and heavenly mold. She served loyally and with a song in her heart. Michael or God would tell her to jump Alcazar would ask not only how high but for how long.
When her brother Lucifer fell and was slammed in the pit, Alcazar fought to protect the humans She was wounded during the first war keeping her father's creations safe earned her a special place among her siblings. She recovered and the young angel rejoined her garrison, particularly her brother Balthazar.
Over the years, Alcazar grew to see the humans as frail always making the same repetitive mistakes over and over again. She grew tired of watching them but her loyalty to Michael and her father never allowed her to stop caring for them. In someways, Alcazar knew her father was onto her dislike of the humans for when Dean Winchester was placed on the rack and Castiel was called to lead the charge to rescue him from hell after he started torturing souls, Alcazar was not allowed to go. Her place was there in the Host. It stung but she never questioned it. Instead she watched her siblings go off and many did not return. But the mission was a success, Dean Winchester was saved.
Yet the seals were breaking. Alcazar remained in heaven. Her brother went off to fight. She remained with other angels. Uriel preyed on her desire to fight attempting to turn her to his cause and it nearly worked if he hadn't phrased a collection of words wrong which made her distance herself from him. She was finally sent to her vessel Maria Santiago,and took posesesion of the pratical joker in a coffin to which the angel remarked 'Seriously! Are you kidding me!' and has been freaked out about enclosed spaces ever since, after Uriel's betrayal was discovered. Quickly Alcazar threw herself into the task of stopping the seals with her siblings but it was too late the demons and Lucifer had the upper hand.
Her brother Castiel betrayed the cause, freeing Dean Winchester from the waiting room changing the story that they all knew so well, and Alcazar was flabbergasted. How did her father allow that to happen? No one ever went against their father and what he wanted done. Still when Zachariah began forcing, or attempting to force Dean Winchester to say yes, Alcazar wondered what was going on. She kept her fears to herself and fought where she was told to fought. However when things slowly got worse and nothing was happening to stop it, Alcazar approached her brother.
Together the two hatched out a plan. They would wait for a good battle, one where it was hard to tell who was who in combat and when it was time both would fake their deaths. Then quickly they would return to heaven and become the one thing they didn't ever expect to be. Thieves. While the plan went smoothly and Balthazar took many things, Alcazar only had her eye on one prize. It was big and shiny and she wanted it.
The ark of the covenant.
Returning to Earth, Alcazar's main concern was hiding the ark they'd notice it missing right off the bat in heaven. So she did the creative thing, she hid it at first in Area 51 playing off of the human movie, Indiana Jones and Raiders of the Lost Ark. Then she did the next strange thing. She walked away from her big and shiny new toy but she keeps tabs on it from a distance.
She watched her first sunrise on earth and it was like seeing it in color. Balthazar found her on top of the Statue of Liberty just watching the sun come up and the two siblings agreed to work together for a while. Working together meant learning how to deal with the humans. Alcazar learned fashion from those in Soho and the Bohemian lifestyle. Balthazar learned a darker trade, selling things for soul. Alcazar was hired to be a bartender. Balthazar broke up Moses staff. Still the siblings were happy together. They were free. There were no rules no nothing to tell them what they couldn't or could do.
That was until Balthazar fell onto the grid of Castiel. Alcazar didn't even know what had happened in Cicero until Balthazar stumbled into her bar and the two siblings talked about what happened with Castiel, Raphael and the Winchesters. Alcazar merely patted his hand and shook her head. She wouldn't touch the fact that souls were tricky things and people were bound to notice. They always did. Instead she poured him a tall glass of the best whiskey and said it was on the house. Over time it would be his return to helping Castiel that would drive them apart
Loosing her brother to Castiel and his war, Alcazar tried to carry on. She buried herself in her work and became infatuated with playing the piano...even getting one for herself even though her little apartment had no place for it really. Of course she still talked with Balthazar and when she learned of Virgil looking for the holy weapons and the Winchesters, Alcazar moved the ark finally to a safer location. The White House Steam trunk distribution room while her brother was searching the alternate universe. She enjoyed seeing her box again and even allowed Balthazar to gaze on it for a moment before she slipped it away into its new hiding spot. Balthazar even told her to give it to Castiel. She blatantly refused stating “I'm not ready yet to give up my shiny toy.”
She rethought the whole idea how ever closer to the end of the war but Balthazar told her to 'hold on to the box'. Confused she again moved the ark this time closer to New York, at the base of the Statue of Liberty and before the final show down with Raphael and Castiel she was summoned to meet with Balthazar. He mentioned the Winchesters, two bothers that Alcazar had grown to hate for breaking up her fun with her brother, but he wanted her to agree to help them as well. He informed her what was going on. The deal, Crowley, everything. Alcazar was confused but there was feeble nod. She'd fight this time, with Dean and Sam Winchester. She was plan B if Balthazar didn't work.
She was meant to stay behind and keep herself hidden, after all no one knew she was still alive as well (Alcazar had fought hard to keep herself in the shadows and the ark was believed to have been stolen by either Balthazar or was missing in action from the war with Lucifer) unless there was no other choice. But she couldn't stop the feeling in her stomach that something was wrong. Perhaps it was the human feeling of fear rubbing off on her but Alcazar followed Balthazar and Castiel and spied on them. What she saw, Castiel killing her brother still haunts her. When he was gone, Alcazar ran to Balthazar side and screamed. Tears had a desire to fall but she couldn't cry not yet anyways. Instead she swore revenge and slit her palm open with Balthazar's knife and took his coat.
Alcazar made it back to see Sam Winchester attempt to stab Castiel and hear Castiel's proclamation of being God. She refused to bow then in the shadows and she refuses to bow now even if she is face to face with him. But she does know one thing, if he does try to kill her he'll never get the ark back and there's one thing he can't give her.
Her brother Balthazar back.
ARE YOU HUMMING METALLICA?[/color][/font]
IT CALMS ME DOWN[/color]
YOUR NAME/ALIAS Beth
RP EXPERIENCE 10 years. Enough to know it's an addiction
OTHER CHARACTERS None yet but will have one or two some time soon.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE Not my best but Al and me are still getting to know each other...
She stared out at the water watching it lap around the docks pylons not caring that the sign she had passed told her not to stand there. The dock was unstable. Alcazar wanted to dump deep into the cold abyss and forget about the pain she felt. Forget the betrayal that sank deep in her heart.
The bandage on her hand was painted in blood still though the wound was long healed. If she took it off the reminder was gone. She didn't want to loose that reminder of what she had promised Balthazar. “I want my brother back you son of a bitch.” Alcazar swore to herself and the water as she advanced.
Wind whipped through her dark hair and she stumbled, a price for wearing 'those boots' (as Balthazar called, had called, them) to a dock full of holes. Tears stung her cheeks and a scream welled in her throat before Alcazar allowed the feral cry to finally escape her lips. It echoed across the water, scaring a flock of ducks and she watched them take flight quickly no doubt wondering what the hell was that screaming at them before she collapsed and listened as the wood groaned.
His smile haunted her memory. That 'who me?' look when he did something he really shouldn't have. The way his vessel demanded respect and Alcazar was seemingly the only one willing to give it all the time when ever he asked, or didn't ask, for it. Never again would she hear him complain about the movie Titanic and how Celine Dion was highly overrated. She would cringe every time some one called out the name Al and for a moment if she saw some one with the ginger hair and was his height she'd think it was him and nearly run to hug him. Then she'd stop and realize no that wasn't Balthazar. He was dead.
Castiel had killed him.
The new God.
Wrapping the black coat around her, Alcazar buried her head into it and flinched. He wasn't her God. He'd never be her God. “I'll kill you, you son of a bitch” Alcazar swore as she felt her tears start to stream down her cheeks again. “I'll kill you and dance over your body.”
The bandage on her hand was painted in blood still though the wound was long healed. If she took it off the reminder was gone. She didn't want to loose that reminder of what she had promised Balthazar. “I want my brother back you son of a bitch.” Alcazar swore to herself and the water as she advanced.
Wind whipped through her dark hair and she stumbled, a price for wearing 'those boots' (as Balthazar called, had called, them) to a dock full of holes. Tears stung her cheeks and a scream welled in her throat before Alcazar allowed the feral cry to finally escape her lips. It echoed across the water, scaring a flock of ducks and she watched them take flight quickly no doubt wondering what the hell was that screaming at them before she collapsed and listened as the wood groaned.
His smile haunted her memory. That 'who me?' look when he did something he really shouldn't have. The way his vessel demanded respect and Alcazar was seemingly the only one willing to give it all the time when ever he asked, or didn't ask, for it. Never again would she hear him complain about the movie Titanic and how Celine Dion was highly overrated. She would cringe every time some one called out the name Al and for a moment if she saw some one with the ginger hair and was his height she'd think it was him and nearly run to hug him. Then she'd stop and realize no that wasn't Balthazar. He was dead.
Castiel had killed him.
The new God.
Wrapping the black coat around her, Alcazar buried her head into it and flinched. He wasn't her God. He'd never be her God. “I'll kill you, you son of a bitch” Alcazar swore as she felt her tears start to stream down her cheeks again. “I'll kill you and dance over your body.”
IS IT BECAUSE OF MY PERKY NIPPLES?
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