Character name: Earth ("Kirigi")
Series:
Ark AngelsAge: Older than you, than dirt and any earth-dwelling creature. So there.
Job: Environmental Control
Canon: In Ark Angels, the planets and stars have human personifications. Earth is threatened by total contamination from warfare, bombing and the human race being... the human race, basically. The king of the universe, "The Lord", has decided that Earth no longer can deal with his body corroding at such a fast pace and wants to destroy all humans. However, humanity is momentarily spared by the intervention of the daughters of Noah, as they try to persuade The Lord into giving humans a second chance because there's still good in them. They're presented an ultimatum; fill an Ark with endangered animal species before a certain time period, or the humans will be disposed of by Earth himself.
Earth has two appearances. He usually takes on the divine form of Earth, a powerful man who's responsible, majestic, respected, and revered as the prettiest planet in the solar system, with the enigmatic Moon as his brother. But he also mingles in disguise among humans, taking the shape of a teenage boy named Kirigi, and attends the same school as Noah's daughters to secretly watch over them on their mission. He's one of the pretty, popular boys in school, with a haughty and annoyed demeanor, and he prefers to stay withdrawn from everyone. Though, get to know him better and you'll find he can be quite a playful tease with snarky humour. He's endlessly kind and tender to nature, and animals flock him when he calls. He loves every living thing on the planet. You too, unless your contribution to life is to start wars, use nature for selfish, profitable ends, or to throw your candy wrappers on the ground.
Note: Despite having sort of healing powers on animals, Earth can't heal himself directly, and is prone to sudden collapses and throwing up blood at random intervals. And this is all your fault. :(
Sample:
I was concerned about this place being an environmental hazard, but this goes beyond whatever I expected. The thought that I'm just going to overlook the natural conditions here is ridiculous. I have to cleanse this area for my own good, but the problem is I've met quite a resistance from the current... inhabitants. The idea that they'd be better off like this does not quite convince me when the dead are walking. The contamination has gone too far already. I couldn't condemn the humans without giving them one more try before, but these are already past their expiration date.
The zombies asked me to point out the absolute dangers of Camp Fuck You Earth (Excuse me?!) and I have to say the name fills me with dread of the environmental health. It's not very flattering. This entire area is quite sedimentary for one, my dear Watson... as Holmes would say. I kept wishing for someone else to be here, so I could make sure I wasn't the only one seeing this. It's not a good start. I tried to explain that I don't usually let lakes glisten with any other colour than glittering blue. It doesn't matter than it might be used to light up the area at night. Neon green is not a natural colour. It's bad enough when there's a overgrowth of green algae, because it can throw off the balance of the water ecosystem and speed up the global warming. What I heard next diminished my faith for the survival of this place, because they said they knew about 'global worming' and that it happens when 'worms take over the world'. ... My head hurts.
The majority of the creatures I've met so far have been less than living and that's proof of the bad condition of their natural habitat. But would they listen to that sort of reasoning? No, of course not. They said that there are living beings here too, and that they needed them for their brains. I don't want to go further into the implications of those words, and it's probably safer to just investigate the actual living population. Which brings me to another topic: the oversized squid in the lake. I talked to her and determined that the glowing water she lived in had already gone to her head. It's not normal behaviour for a squid to seek mates of another species, much less with the intent of non-consensual invading of personal space. I told her she needed to change her behaviour to survive, or she'd have to switch living locations, preferably bringing the other lake-living animals with her to cleaner waters. It amazed me that she had no idea how to talk to them, though. Please. As a squid, I told her the best way to communicate with fish is to drop them a line. The enthusiasm she displayed at this just showed her inability to detect sarcasm.
Trying to locate the Director, Miss Sayre, was nothing short of a disaster. Firstly, she refused to show herself, which was annoying and rude; secondly, I had to take a short pause in searching because of the pain. It felt like she mocked me when I spit blood, and my suspicions that she may have been using nuclear substances on the environment are scaring me. I can usually tell these things with precision, but there was something blocking my powers. It's strange and an insult to what I am and stand for. I've never seen this much decay in one place before, and the animals need help and care. This camp's inhabitants seems incapable of understanding that if I die, everyone residing here goes with me. I have to get to the root of this problem, before it's too late. That's why I'm recording this on paper. I hope it will bring some light to the situation.
Though, you who read it are probably wondering why Earth wrote on such cute stationery. I assure you, it wasn't my idea, but The Moon's. And he's got a penchant for being a hopeless lunatic.
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