Character Name: Aidan Cassidus Oran, or Aidan Oran, if you will.
Image:
- In Armor, With Sword:
- Normal Form:
Species: Angel
Age: 24, in Earth years.
Gender: Male.
Height: In Heavenly form, 25 feet tall, including the wings. In Human form, 5'9".
Figure: Lean, Well-Built.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown, Up-Styled
Personality: Aidan is a really socially stable kind of guy. He's really laid back and chill, but he'll lay down the law when he needs to. He liked to help out, and mainly spends his time at a computer, or wielding a gun or some type of weapon.
Job: Warrior in Heaven, Police Officer on Earth,Developer/Programmer
Family: Not much. The standard mum and pop, a few cousins, aunt uncle, grandma, grandpa, but no brothers or sisters.
Home world: Earth.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes flying and technology, dislikes having no wifi and civil unjust.
Strengths/weaknesses: Trained Fighter, Expert Marksman, has OCD and ADHD.
Dream: Peace in humanity.
History: Aidan was sent to Heaven after his death in a shootout with a gang. His epitaph did not bear the words, "Rest in Peace", and he was automatically drafted into the Skeleton War. Aidan was a Renegade cop. Went on cases by himself, things like that. It wasn't a surprise that he died. Before his death, he was close to being promoted to town Sheriff. After his Earthly resurrection (yes, he was resurrected) he took up a job working with technology.
Other: Nope.
Roleplay Example: Death is cold. Heartless. Sometimes you sit there, getting eaten away, other times it's different. I was a different case. First it was the shoutout with the Ballas, then my death, after that came the obituary, and then drafting. Oh God, the drafting. 72 painstaking hours of meticulously working on my aim or cleaving heads off with my sword. It was terrible. In the long run, it helped me out. A lot. No more getting my butt kicked. No more being spoken down to. Ever since my resurrection, it's been smooth sailing. Let's just hope that doesn't have to end.