Castiel according to the Urban Dictionary:
Aside from gripping people’s souls tight and raising them from perdition, Castiel’s hobbies include drinking liquor stores, having copious amounts of eyesex with Dean Winchester, and telling jokes that are funnier in Enochian.
When embarrassed or confused, Cas will lower his gaze and shift uncomfortably before fixing you with a puppy dog gaze that has been known to render both women and men completely helpless.
Player Information
Name: Ruthi
Age: 21
AIM SN: to be ruthless
email: sarlefay@gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? yes
Bonus: How did you hear about Siren's Pull? everywhere? lmao i don't even know. I feel like I've been seeing it around RPS and the like for the last million years.
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Supernatural
Canon Format: TV series
Character's Name: Castiel
Character's Age: A million years old. No literally. He's… really really old. But in his 30's physically.
Conditional: If your character is 13 years of age or under, please clarify how they will be played. n/a
What form will your character's NV take? A cellphone-like device. Cas will love his technology so much 8(
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities:
❖ His powers come from his ~grace~, which is basically the energy that makes angels … angels. If they lose their grace somehow, they become mortal.
❖ In addition to being a big ball of glowiness that can possess people, he can speak to people through electronics, such as radios or televisions. Which is pretty funny considering how… thoroughly baffled he is by using devices such as cellphones manually.
❖ Their appearance can cause physical phenomena, like lights flickering or a sudden wind.
❖ He has superhuman strength.
❖ He can teleport through time and space. Additionally, he can take other people with him. According to Dean, it's not a very pleasant experience.
❖ He can heal himself and others. It's pretty fucking hard to kill an angel. You need a magical stupid looking sword.
❖ By placing two fingers to a person's forehead, he can alter memories or render them unconscious.
❖ He can exorcise demons from humans by touching them.
❖ He has telekinesis. Angel have… a lot of abilities, okay.
❖ He can go to Hell to perform human rescue missions.
I am perfectly okay with downplaying any/all of these, because I know it's… a lot. o_o
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them? N/A
Weapons: He has a pimp
angel killing sword. It's like a tiny dagger. That can kill angels.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History:
Cas at Super-wiki.Point in Canon: 4x01. He just rescued Dean Winchester from Hell, and is trying to encourage him to accept his role in preventing the breaking of the 66 seals that are going to raise Lucifer. Cas, being the soldier that he is, is very set on his mission and will determined to get Dean to see things his way, even though Dean initially meets him with reluctance.
Conditional: Brief summary of previous RP history: N/A
Character Personality:
Castiel, in general, comes off as very blunt, tactless, and sometimes even a little naive to humans. This is because he's an angel, and being such, has spent most of his very long life with minimal human contact. For thousands of years the played the role of a solider for heaven, simply obeying orders. Coming into contact with Dean seems to be the first time he's ever had extensive exposure to humans, as far as anyone can tell. He probably wouldn't admire humans the way he does at the beginning of season four otherwise.
First and foremost, he's a soldier. Loyalty is one of Castiel's strongest character traits. When he takes someone's side, he's there completely, to the bitter end. When he sides with the Winchesters, he never looks back. He says he sometimes doubts God's plans, but he remains steadfast and loyal. Even though he betrays his angel family, he still retains his belief that God wouldn't stand for what's become Heaven, with all the bloodthirsty for an apocalypse. Discovering that God has given up and refuses to help is one of the most shattering moments in his life.
As a solder, he's very goal-oriented and dedicated to completing tasks. He's also very insistent on doing things his way. He won't even question Sam and Dean about their thoughts on the matter. He'll just pick them up, teleport them somewhere, and set them to work with info on a strictly need to know basis. He was willing to kill a child because he was the antichrist and could cause innumerable deaths if manipulated by the wrong person. Sam and Dean have to argue with him that there has to be another way. This cutthroat practicality is hard for Cas to step away from.
Because he's an angel, he has a stunted capacity for human emotions. Anna calls him on this when he tries to apologize to her and basically says that he isn't capable. Furthermore, he doesn't get the more subtle nuances of human behavior-- for example, he doesn't know how to lie for the sake of being comforting. He pretty much never lies at all, actually. The more time he spends around Sam and Dean, though, the easier it is for him to access emotions-- mostly negative ones, like anger and betrayal-- at his limited capacity. Another part of Castiel's angel fail? He doesn't get pop culture references. At all. His tendency to misunderstand and take things at face value makes his life around Dean really awkward.
Despite his lack of grasp on human emotions, he admires humans more than anything. He thinks they're God's greatest creations. This is a stark contrast to the opinion of most angels, who view humans as mere scum at worst and pawns to shuffle around at best. But not Cas. He calls them "pieces of art." He even scolds his brothers for thinking less of them.
Cas doesn't mince his words. He never says more than he needs to, and what he says is always what he means. If you aren't on the exact same page as him, he can seem really cryptic. Dean says he's "allergic to straight answers", which is a pretty accurate assessment.
Conditional: Personality development in previous game: N/A
Character Plans: His top priority will be to look for Dean. But since he will… inevitably not find him, he'll probably revert to looking for seals to prevent from opening alone. Failing that, he'll… interact with humans and be fascinated by them. And he'll probably try to protect them.
Appearance/PB: Castiel's true form is big and glowy and blew a psychic bitch's eyes out. It can't be perceived by most humans. Or, well, it can, but... you know. It blows their eyes out.
So most of the time he just possesses Jimmy Neutron Novak and uses him as a vessel, so people can look at him and keep their eyes in their sockets. He comes including light blue eyes that often sparkle with uncured tears like something out of a bishoujo anime, short light brown hair, an average build (he's 5'11"), and the ugliest beige trenchcoat you ever saw in your life.
HE DOES NOT HAVE WINGS. Though sometimes he can manifest… shadowy intangible wings.
Also his PB is Misha Collins.
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
[There is a lot of button pushing happening on the communicator. The recording flickers on and off a few times , goes staticy, and does a variety of things while Cas watches with a blank face. Eventually, he figures out how to put it on the proper setting and starts talking.]
I came here looking for Dean Winchester, but I can't seem to find him. This isn't Hell, but it doesn't appear to be any dimension I'm familiar with, either. [He's still saying this all with perfect calm, even though he's a mixture of perplexed and frustrated inside. That's how Cas rolls.]
Third Person Sample
He knew exactly where he had meant to appear. The teleportation was reflexive; it was a matter of thinking of a place and being there.
This place? Wasn't anything remotely resembling that. He wasn't even standing anymore. Castiel felt like he'd been slammed violently against the ground, every bone in his vessel's body aching with white hot pain. He'd never felt quite like this in his life, and he didn't like it one bit.
As he rose to his feet, his attention turned toward the walls. They were scrawled with words he didn't understand, references he couldn't grasp. Something resembling a frown tugged at the corners of his mouth.
Then the sirens started. He could feel presences closing in, something not quite human. It was like Hell, part of him reasoned, but not really. Nothing could really be like Hell. But, unlike his trip to Hell, he could no longer feel his connection to God. It felt muted. It felt like his grace was fading.
That inspired a feeling almost like fear, moreso than any dark foreboding alleyway or creatures lurking in the night.
But he kept a straight face. The quarter-frown vanished. Whatever he did, he had to remain a soldier. An angel of the lord. He walked on, unwavering in his step.