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Name: Mephistopheles
Human Name: Dierick Clouse
Nicknames: Scratch, Satan, Mephisto, plasterer of lies, The Deliverer, Malthael King of the Crossroads
Species: Demon
Titles: Hell Lord. The Keeper of Souls, King of Limbo 'The First Circle of Hell'
Age: Unknown
Affiliation: Hell
Mephistopheles is not the Devil. He’s Mephistopheles or Mephisto. He’s a devil or a demon, but he’s not the Devil.
He’s not a Biblical creature and didn’t come out of ancient Middle Eastern religions that Christianity (or some earlier religion) might have demonized. He wasn’t a competing tribe’s god and doesn’t appear in the Bible, except perhaps, as Judas. He appears as Faustus is giving in to temptation, using demonic magic to summon him. But it seems Mephistopheles is not summoned; he was just passing by. Faust has no powers over Mephistopheles, but both are gentlemen and each agrees to service under a contract. Mephisto will serve Faust for a time, and then Faust will go to Hell. For Faust, it’s a fair price to pay. Hell can’t be all that bad, and twenty four years of life is invaluable.
Mephisto's realm includes the Arena of Tainted Souls where tainted souls are locked in perpetual combat. Mephisto delights in impersonating the Biblical Satan. Empowered by the souls of the damned, he often strikes deceptive bargains with the living. Mephisto takes particular interest in the souls of extremely powerful or exceptionally pure beings. But mostly he takes personal interest in those who are already corrupt.
Living in many forms, Mephisto would keep wandering around the living collecting corrupted souls and bringing them down to hell. He amuses the corrupted souls letting them do what their hearts desires only to have them fall in the end. Once a servant of the devil he had gained great knowledge on his own but he doesn't tell anyone. With the many souls he has collected gave him the rank as a Hell-Lord who takes his own rules.
Mephisto was well known for dabbling with dark magic using it for his own advantages over others. Whispers spoke of a demon who came to a woman one night teaching her the powers of witch craft that only she could master. He even told her that she was the most powerful being who could master the power of magic. She was of course a chaotic soul that wanted nothing more than power, so Mephisto told her a way by gather all the wicked people from her home town and make a ritual to gain her and their desires. Shame herself for believing the devil, for in the end she was found out casting spells while the wicked souls would become mad accusing everyone to be a witch until the devil collected his due, Mephisto thought it was cute as they called the tragedy 'The Salem Witch Trials.'
Now Mephisto doesn't like to stick in the crowd for so long; he likes to express himself more as a trickster rather than a ruler. But he manages to do both at times, Some say that he is a master of lies, others say he is evil personified. No one knows for certain, but one thing is certain; He is the deliverer of souls. One tale in particular would be the story of Faust and his first encounter with Mephisto or Mephistopheles giving him a few days to live and when the time came he took him straight to hell. However, not much is still known about Mephisto which the story may still be just that; a story.
We Fallen Few
Only few know this, other would not believe it; but the truth was, Mephistopheles wasn't always Mephistopheles. Before Lucifer rebelled Mephistopheles was once an Angel, but had a name no one has known but most had prefered to call him Malthael. He was one who prefers to explore and meet the new children and beasts that god had made. He would always gaze upon earth and dream of one day becoming an Archangel. But even if he dreams he still has his duty as a scribe of god.
His duty involved writing down the word of the lord and teaching new angels on defense and the arts of guidance. He didn't teach order recruits; owe no he had also tuitered the elites as well. His favorite pupils were the main three; Lucifer, Gabriel and Michael. They may have known how to handle themselves with a sword, but without Malthael the arts of strategy and emotion would be in a uncontrolable state. Other then teaching, Malthael had a knack for creating artifacts and landmarks. God once told him to build a realm for those that would cause corruption in the world of men.
That realm was not called hell at the time, but the name fit perfectly for the land that he helped create. After he had done that job he had another, one that involved the souls of those who were deceased. When the time came Lucifer came to Malthael asking him for aid on the rebellion agaonst God. His fellow scribes believed that he would turn such a thing down but Malthael surprised everyone by accepting Lucifer's request. The rebellion was long, and Malthael was now standing in front of his favorite Pupils; Gabriel. He knew what was to come and he accepted his fate as Gabriel ripped of Malthael's wings and casted him out of heaven and into the realm he made; That was how Mephistoheles came to be.
No Land
No Silver
The Hell Lord looks like the every day appearance of the devil, but with out the horns. However, he does hold one look that he uses at times when he is top side. Looking rather strapping with a suit and tie. Brownish hair and around 5 ft 8. He uses that form almost all the time so expect to have a few glances from people whenever he is around. But always remember; behind the face is a cold hearted demon that would not flinch when its your time to leave the world.
Demon Blade
Mephistopheles choice of weapon that he keeps by his side at all times. This blade can kill angels, and deities alike, he crafted it on his own; other high level demons have blades such as these when they have gone through the war between Angels and Demons. Mephistopheles was one of the elites, and he keeps his blade within his cane and keeps it sheathed. The blade can cut through anything, even the hardest substance, even magic as well. But he barely uses it and doesn't let anyone know about this since he likes to keep it as a surprise.
No Gold
Relationships-
Mephisto is not one to judge when it comes to sharing a bed, he is not shy when it comes to sex. But most of the time he prefers to be single and always mingle. When he is finished with them however, he does not care of what happens next.
Lucifer Morningstar- One that Mephistopheles trusts with his very being. He doesn't want to leave the fallen angels side no matter what. When Lucifer left hell He would visit him whenever he could. Mephistopheles tends to be Lucifer's advisor at times.
Faust- Everyone knows the story about Dr.Faustus and his deal with the devil. How he became far gone in his desires and did what ever he wanted. How he completed the deal and accepted Mephistopheles hand and went to hell. Well after the whole endeaver Faust had not just been tortured for his sins, but became them; he became a demon and soon enough became Mephistopheles #1 companion and bodyguard, where ever he goes Faust will be there hiding in the shadows.
Faust>>>>
John Constantine-One that Mephistopheles does not approve of but admires him a little. He can be such a nuisance at times but when it comes to him living with Lucifer Mephistopheles decided to see how it goes by working with him as an ally/ rival when it comes to it. When they are together make sure to steer clear away from the area.
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
Powers & Abilities
- Immortality: Mephisto is suggested to be immortal because of his self-description that he lived long before the universe existed.
- Dark Magic: When Mephisto reveals himself to Faust with his dark magic for the first time, he says he is a part of that power that always wants evil, but always makes good, which might mean that Mephisto is part of evil itself.
- Shape-Shifting: Mephisto came into Faust's lab by disguising himself as a poodle.
- Controlling Elements: Mephisto said that he tried to destroy the world often with the elementals and if he would not have kept fire for himself, he would never have anything. In "Auerbach's Keller", he creates a small flame to scare the guests.
- Reality-Warping: In the movie (but not in the book), he is shown to warp reality: in the disguise of a poodle (the poodle's not seen in the movie), he ran behind a shelf in Faust's lab, starting to shift his shape with smoke. When Faust tried to command the being he let come into his house, shouting against the smoke, Mephistopheles is shown to sit already on the floor behind Faust.
- Compel- Mephistopheles has the ability to speak to humans and compel them to speak up their burdens that weigh their soul.
Weaknesses
- Deals/Contracts- Mephistopheles can only use greater magic by deals and is bound by them. Without making a deal all he can do is what regular demons with power can do.
- Holy Blade: An angels blade could kill him and make him cease to exist.
- Lucifer: Mephistopheles would always be by his side when he asks of him. He would die for him and would come back to him even if were to be betrayed by the fallen angel.
- Host: Not much of a weakness; more like a need, No mortal could comprehend his demonic appearance, they could only see what their minds would allow. So in order to fit in he seeks out worthy vessels that could sate his needs and desire
Comments
Hey are you still alive there? haven't heard from you in a while.
(I was thinking perhaps Mephisto was Jack's teacher for the longest time in soul collectin since that is Jack's job so to say after Lucifer had taught him what he could and then Lucifer entrusting Mephisto with the remainder of the training, your character being my characters boss whom Jack has to report to? But there is some odd relationship about them with trust since Jack goes about collecting souls in a more corrupt way perpahs?)
☠Hello, thank you very much for accepting, I do hope we can plot a role-play if you have a slot available?☠
(Would you prefer to plot before hand or want me to just send a starter?)
(Thank you for accepting my invite.)
{I havent heard from you awhile. I believe its your turn?}
/i paenitet! I'm sorry. I offer an sincerest apologies for having been offline for so long, I hope to continue our plotting at some point\
♆ I step out of a random night club on a random street in the ranom of randoms, New York City. Music blaring and the heat falloing out of the quickly closing doors was an indication if any at all of how cold it was tonight. With a deep breath, I check the time and step through a slit in the fabric that held this plain together. The darkness and the cold of this side was a very huge difference to the warmth that held one's bones in place in New York.
♆ I paced back and fourth hating everything about this side, especilly what it lacked. The smell or lack there of irritated me. If you could call it a smell, because if you've been around as much sulfur as I had; smell is a matter of perception. I closed my eyes and hung my head back.
[I would like to apologize for my hiatus, I needed time off... I accidentally deleted the starter you had sent, I'm sorry... Would it be all right to plot a new story?]
Azrael will meet Mephistopheles at every turn. No matter how fast he has become, that his new found power has granted this to him. Azrael would be right there to greet him. His scythe never held firmly in his hands, rather, hovering in his grasp instead. So if the blade needed to make a counter clockwise move, it could do so with ease. Same goes if he needed the blade to go clockwise. It didn't matter how, it was free to move wherever he wished. And the scythe would move almost on its own accord, rather than being commanded by the Angel.
Mephistopheles is one-hundred percent correct when he ponders the thought on Azrael showing any weakness. He doesn't, because the Angel has long since cast the thought aside. He thinks himself invulnerable to anything. Believing that there is nothing in the world or universe that could possibly take Death down. Ignorance is always the downfall for such beliefs.
Neither of the two seemed to show any signs of wickedness upon their inanimate faces. No expression. Mephistopheles showed none, but Azrael couldn't show any. For his face was beyond mortal looking. Having taken a rather grim appearance. A face of absolute death. Skeletal features of pure bone, adorned with meaningful design. Hallow eyes reveal no glow, just darkness. Deathly breath visible in the air as they move with swiftness. Almost impossible for the normal eye to keep up with.
Much like Mephistopheles. Azrael's own attire moved ominously. Giving the impression that the Angel was nothing but what the eye could see. No limbs, just a skull accompanied by layers of tattered, dark silks. There is no talk from either, as they are both locked in combat. Whether either would strike an experimental blow was theirs to decide on. Azrael needed not to experiment. If Death was to come over the devil, then might as well. One less abomination on the face of this Earth. But if death claimed the Angel, then just the same. There would be no one to mourn him, but there would be someone to replace him. Azrael would have done his job.
Unbeknownst however. Azrael would not die, even if he was struck down with that demonic blade. Within him, a seal that would activate in these circumstances. Though it would not be a quick recovery. He would need time to come back to his full power. Days, or maybe even years. It all would depend on the severity of his wound. In this state, Azrael would be vulnerable most of all. Not to death, but his consciousness being invaded, even swayed.
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