Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while i was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone, 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence.
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Real Name: Gabriel Nick Name: Forsaken Meaning: -verb 1. pp. of forsake. -adjective 2. deserted; abandoned; forlorn.
Quad Skin: Black Eyes: Neon Blue Markings: Neon Blue Inscribing Mutations: Elegant Feathered Wings Build: Angelic Height: 7' 7" at the shoulder Weight: 777 lbs
Human Hair: Medium-Long; Black Eyes: Neon Blue Complexion: Lightly Tanned Markings: Neon Blue Inscribing Build: Lean; Tall Height: 6' 1" Weight: 245 lbs
Accessories: None
Likes: The Quiet Churches Painting Grim The Cold
Dislikes: Heat Bright Lights The Color Red Lettuce
Hobbies: Painting
Job: Painter and Light Mainpulator Hired: December 18, 2009 at 9:56 PM
Forsaken is a quiet angel. Not very much into the whole prophecy deal, Forsaken is a fallen angel who was caught in a series of unfortunate events. After these "events" he became very secluded and reserved. Although he enjoys entertaining people, he's hesitant to make any contact with people in general, due to his past mistakes. Although friendly and caring, Forsaken can often be a bit sadistic towards adolescent minds and those who are easily fooled. However, he does have a weakness towards women and can often be perceived as charming towards them, always wanting to gain their friendship, but still remaining distant.
Forsaken himself, is a type of angel called 'consumers' or, 'consuming angels'. He is a consumer of Wisdom, though, he doesn't 'take' wisdom from people, more so, he conceals it. If someone has seen or done too much, he has the ability to take any memories of that individual from them and helps them cope with whatever trauma they may have faced, usually letting them forget everything and go on with their lives. This ability was granted to him after his 'mistake', in which he had to vastly use his ability to wipe the minds of nearly an entire city-worth of people. Though, since then, he hasn't used his ability all that often.
Another defect of his mistake was the fact that he became blind to almost every color. He only sees in black and white and hues of neon blue. Though, he doesn't think of this as a disability, and instead uses it to his benefit when 'painting', a ability he has embedded in his wings. Able to 'paint' just by stroking the air with his wings, a black, paint-like substance spewing from them. He can change the color of the paint, though, only to the neon color(again, this is the only color he sees) but still manages to create surreal works of art. He has turned this ability into his act, creating abstract and surreal worlds while people watch. Though, while you see one picture, he sees another, which is usually a representation of his emotions.
"Fors" is chance. Combine that with "Taken" and you get "Forsaken". "Chance Taken" for his chance at redemption was taken from him for his actions. He is Forsaken; condemned; punished.
Favorite Saying: "And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling."
"I hope your time does not come too soon... this world isn't ready..."
~ Beyond Heaven ~
"Perhaps, in another time, our paths will be joined.. but for now, it seems they were just entwined~"
"What we are doesn't matter anymore~ this is love and it knows no bounds <3 at last I can show you that~"
Poppeted Gourix at 2:03 AM on January 3, 2010 Deciding theme still...Maybe Nightmare? Theme Song: "Sound of Silence" by
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"Fools" said I,"You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops fell, And echoed In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out its warning, In the words that it was forming. And the signs said, the words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And tenement halls. And whisper'd in the sounds of silence