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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
The detective watched him as Mr. Clouse began to provide answers to her posed questions. Each and every word heard, she made a mental note of it, and took it on board. Following, she also heard his question in return, yet before having had a chance to give him an answer, or even offer a sound of any kind, something began to feel off, to some extent. It because of the man before her, and with the way his expression, or posture seemed to change, yet it didn't stop there. When the lights began to flicker on and off repeatedly, it caused her brows to furrow while she let her gaze wander over and over, and over again around the room, before she turned back to him. A semi murmured tone yet clearly spoken words were heard next, in which she posed these questions towards him.
"What is going on?
And, what do you mean.... Why, sir?"
The detective knew danger was near or rather it was already here, and inevitable, yet she needed more, as in she needed to hear more, meaning what exactly was going on. Why here, why now, and what did he know, if he knew anything? Here was hoping he would be open with her, and let her stay, yet if not, then she would leave, while trying to clear her team out, and any plus all innocents, just whoever else was inside this precinct. And that meant, Mr. Clouse as well. The detective and her team of officers would ensure his safety as well, or would wish to, but it wasn't known who was getting out today, and if everyone would, well if they were mean to. Rather than leave instantly however for her safety and the safety of others inside, she still sat there, awaiting his response, well if it would come.
After having been knocked away by Thanos after he used the Power Stone Carol took an few moments to gather her strength again, clambering slowly to her feet she sways a moment before she gains her strength only to be met with an sorrowful sight: Tony Stark lay dieing. She could quickly surmise what he had done, at least she had given enough time for something to happen before Thanos had knocked her away, although she hoped it wouldn't have come to this. Steadily approaching as she takes her time and places each foot purposely since she wasn't completely balanced yet she paused some distance away from Stark as he breathed his last, since she didn't know him that well and couldn't be counted as very close. Though she cared deeply. She had saved him from Space after all and had kept slight tabs on him as she had travelled through Space helping other planets deal with the mess Thanos had wrought. Tears filled her eyes as she watched Pepper hug him and Peter Parker start crying as others close by soon shed tears as well, bowing her head she turns to offer privacy on them and also be vigilant. Though the battle appeared to be over she wouldn't relax her guard, they had already been dealt one tragic loss, or two if one also considered Natasha's death in getting the Soul Stone, and she would not allow another to transpire, not unless it was going to be hers.
Frowning as she scanned the battlefield she pauses as she catches an odd sight, what was a man or something that appeared to be an man doing standing far from them, but was definitely watching them. Stepping closer intent on investigating she pauses once again as said man disappears, turning either which way her eyes narrow. Where had he gone? Looking back to the somber group she shakes her head, without knowing what was going on she wouldn't warn them now, they all had enough to deal with. Returning to glance in the direction where the man had been she frowns deeply as she notices an rat scampering away. Puzzled she shook her head, glancing over her shoulder as she hears her name she smiles seeing Fury, and steps closer to the group to pay her respects to Pepper and the rest.
Once she was free though she was going to look more into that man she had seen and gain her answers....
Hey are we still role-playing?
[That works for me. She has not heard from him and decides to check in. In modern day Maleficent has become better about maintaining alliances. Do you mind starting?]
(Was wondering which area of Bucky's life would interest your character the most, when Bucky is The Winter Soldier in depth with his time in HYDRA becoming the assassin he now wishes to leave in the past or present day where he still struggles and is trying to prove himself/well redeem himself.)
(Thank you for accepting my invite. Great character you have, ready to plot?)
|YES! It was epic, I saw it for the 4th time today, I loved it each time and I'm going to see it again.|
|What do you have in mind?|
“The Avengers. Yeah. I heard of them. Kinda hard not to with that whole battle in New York, that destroyed a good chunk of the city. As for Shield, I had the ....... pleasure of meeting them. That Quake girl is something else. Coulson seems like an alright guy. One of the few people I don’t outright dislike. “
Robbie spoke as he gained back control from his Uncle. His uncle did not know what to make of this summoning of the Riders or working with this demon. Though since the person was a demon and many of them were evil. Eli was perhaps hoping that evil elements would be drawn to him and ones that he could make Robbie kill in order to satisfy his bloodlust. Also curiosity got the better of him so he rode shotgun for now. He wanted to see where all of this would go.
“Put aside our differences and work together. Well don’t they say , war makes for strange bedfellows or something. What exactly is your plan for summoning the others like me and why would you want them all gathered in one spot. Assuming that is what you want. Are you not concern about them turning on you if you are there or fighting amongst themselves? I haven’t met the others before but I remember working with Shield and how I preferred to work alone. How do you propose for all of us to work together?”
Whether it was in relation to the case, meaning whether on topic, or off-topic, Catherine listened and really listened to what Mr. Clouse would speak her way. She would say nothing however, but simply listen to his words from beginning to end. Come the end of it, she knew that his story was there for this case, well one side of it anyway, and she nodded his way, while then clearing her throat a little. A few moments following that, she spoke once more, having a question perhaps along with those words that would flow his way, "Yes, she was an innocent soul. Taken so soon, indeed. I would like to ask this though; Was she alright when you saw her? I mean, was there anyone, if she might have spoken about it, or anything that seemed to be bothering her? Or that night, was it just that, a catch up and celebration for her good news?"
Mr. Clouse might know nothing, and the woman, the victim might have given away nothing, but just to be sure, the detective wanted to get that question out there, just in case he might know something, or even sensed something, if it was possible. If not though, then time would tell just how the detective would forward with this. One step at a time though—Here and now, the detective awaited further words from Dierick, hopeful words at that, yet if it would be a green light somewhat, or not, time would reveal that shortly.
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