My name is Michael. I am an Archangel and the General of Heaven. My host is Father Alexander Hart.
I am doing the best I can.
My Story In Summary Thus Far
(("Angel" OC RP. Loosely influenced by Supernatural, Biblical Cannon, various sci-fi and fantasy novels, and plain old creative thought.
Open to roleplay with anyone.))
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
themotherofdragons replied to your post: Hello…
How are you?
I am well enough despite an injury picked up today. Yourself, ma’am?
Terribly tempted to make Vassago an account. Because he is just…something else.
Anyways, I’m home from work. I’ll be using that anon tomorrow. 8D
Aye, that makes sense. I remember that I was not often on Midgard when my worshipers were being converted. Still, I need no one to believe in me or my fellow Asgardians to know that I exist. Just as they have moved on, I continue on with my own life. Though it is interesting to see how history has been turned into myths and legends these days..
*Thor crossed her arms and quirked an eyebrow, cocking her head to the side and wrinkling her nose in thought* And what of the mortal? Are they aware that they are being.. inhabited? And what of when the body is no longer able to either sustain your kind or life at all? *She blinked, a curious expression on her face*
Your Lord has abandoned you?
Mmm, yes. [He grimaced a bit about some of the history.] Humans have a tendency to take it and use it to various unsavory means. I was not particularly happy with the conversion methods used on your pantheon’s people. It is funny how a message such as “love all and open your hearts to your fellows” can become “hate and kill all who are not of the same faith as you”. It is upsetting.
Father Alexander Hart is alive and well. [He reached up and tapped the side of his head with a finger.] He is here. Sleeping in a manner of speaking. He is still aware of my actions and has the influence of a self-conscience. He is currently amused that you are not a man as the legends report of your sex. There are also times in which I relinquish control and sleep much the same way. [He paused at the part about death. He took a deep breath.] There are two options available at such a time that they body is heavily damaged. One is that I take on metaphysical damage instead of allowing the Host to take physical damages any further. The other is that I allow death. I do not believe in abandoning the Host in such a manner. I do my best to keep them alive and take the body to Raphael before the damages are too excessive. My last Host lived from the 23rd year to last year. He requested to be released as he was tired of life in mind and soul. Leaving the Host after that long of an occupation results in death. He went to Afterlife.
That is a subject among great debate among our kind. We have not heard nor seen Him since he took a human vessel of his own…But angels such as myself receive orders and information from what we believe to be Him. Which suggests he pays some attention to our doings. Despite His absence.*Thor nodded her head in understanding before shrugging, knowing full well how mortals had a habit of misinterpreting messages for, what was usually, their own benefit. Despite being a warrior herself she found that the Midgardians seemed to crave war and violence above all else sometimes; as was clearly seen through the ages.
Her attention was caught by the description of what exactly transpired between an angel and its host, quirking her head to the side as she listened* My, what a process. How long have you been doing this, my friend? And well.. *She cleared her throat, rubbing at her next with a snort* I most certainly am a man when I am not in this form. My Father saw it the most fit way to teach me a lesson in humility. Nonetheless though I am still a man; if not in body than in spirit. *Thor nodded, a small grin on her face*
I imagine that that would be a topic of debate, it most certainly seems deserving of it. Either way you most certainly lead a very.. interesting life. *She paused and reconsidered what she had just said* Not to say that I myself am one to talk with how I lead my own life.
Since the twenty-third year After Common Era. The vessel before the Father, here, was my first. I do not change Hosts often.
Ah, we both understand. Alex is unsure what sort of humility might be taught in that manner, but supposes a man like Odin would know the meaning of his own devices. Mm, I understand the sex versus gender concept. We pick gender. Often not of one or the other if any sex at all.
[Michael inclined his head with a bit of a look off to the side.] Interesting? I can at least claim it is storied. Morale is low and I do not think the debate will last much longer without internal conflicts. I do not want another civil war with my own brethren again. It is…all very troublesome. I only hope your conflicts with your father are settled more peacefully.
Djinn

Name: Lucifael
Alias: Lucifer Luminata
Nicknames: Luce, Luci
Hair: Black
Eyes: Gold
Sex: Hermaphrodite
Gender: Male
Height: 6’5”
Build: Lithe & Lean
Apparent Age: 25-30 yrs.
Fly.
cross.
this is pretty gaudy for my usual taste, but what a breathtaking interior.