Castiel ~ Angel of the Lord

Name:Castiel
Age:Unknown
Group: Angel

Appearance: Cas's true form is unknown by humans, but he has said "multidimensional wavelength of celestial intent" and has also said his true form is the size of the Chrysler Building. But he has taken the vessel of Jimmy Novak. He is a 5'11 man with a normal figure. He is slightly muscular. He has black hair that's cut sort of short. His hair as a slight wave to it, but smooth at the same time. Cas as light blue eyes, that glow when he is using his powers. He usually has a five o-clock shadow on his face, but he always looks clean cut. Castiel being an angel he doesn't change his vessels clothes. He is always in a white button down shirt, with a blue tie. He always wears a long tan trench coat which always manages to stay clean somehow. He wears black pants with a black belt. He also wears black dress shoes. He has a very attractive vessel.


Personality: Castiel is an angel so he for the most part has almost no emotions. He strongly dislikes disobedience. He is very true to what he believes in and expresses a lot of love for god. He likes humans because they are God's creatures. He does have affection for the human he had saved, Dean, as well as most humans, but that affection is most strong for Dean. He is very loyal to his friends, except when he makes mistakes. Even though he is loyal he did rebel against heaven for a reason. A few times God had brought him back from death because he always thought he was doing the right thing. He does support free will and rebelled because of that. Though he made a mistake, he took in leviathan and became a god. He was influenced by the leviathan and went insane. He is remorseful for that. He often makes mistakes.


History: Not much is known about Castiel before he rescued Dean from Hell. He doesn't often share, but he was in heaven before that point. He had burned Dean's arm when he saved him. He among other angels were trying to prevent the 66th seals from being broken so Lucifer would not escape the cage. This is around the time where he starts to care for the Winchesters, but Dean in particular. He finds out that Dean would become Michael the Archangel's vessel, and that is the intention by Michael for Lucifer to escape. He rebels from heaven and helps the humans. After Lucifer gets out of the cage he doesn't have access to his powers. Then he starts looking for God, thinking that he would stop the apocalypse.
He finds out that God isn't interested on stopping what is happening and goes to help Sam and Dean. Sam falls into the pit and Cas is the one that pulls Sam back out, but he is missing his soul. After this Castiel makes an alliance with Crowley, to try and stop another apocalypse that Raphael is trying to start. This was a mistake. They steal souls from Puragtory and then Castiel gets these souls and becomes mad with power. He proclaims himself the new God. He kills a lot of people at this point. He realizes with Dean and Sam's help what is happening and ends up being taken over by the Leviathans and then releases them in water. And that is the last anyone has seen of him.



Strengths: Empathy, Friendship, Loyalty
Weaknesses: Dean, Sam, Jimmy, his vessel.
Likes: Humanity, Burgers, Earth,
Dislikes: Demons, Disobedience, Hate, War

-- OUT OF CHARACTER --

Name/Alias: Rainy or Bear
How you found us: HP site affiliate
How long you have been rping for: 9 years?
Other characters here: Jane Paladin
Anything else: Let's see how I do with Cas

RP Sample: The alarm blared in his ears, a loud high pitch sound, that tore Alistair out of a dream. He had been riding his childhood horse, it had been nice. He punched the alarm after a groan. It had been his second night in this house. He had already been called about a job by the secretary he had hired. His house was still in disarray, but he had wanted to get started working right away. Alistair sat up in his bed, it was 8 am, the light was shining through the windows, at the moment it seemed to be a bright spring day. Stretching the man got out of bed. In the living room outside, he heard his pet bird let out a screech, "Morningggg!" He smiled as he walked out into the living room and greeted Tony Stark. Then Alistair headed to the bathroom for the shower. He liked this house a lot, and he'd better, because it was expensive. When he had first entered it had just felt.. right. He looked at himself in the mirror when he had entered the bathroom. He examined his slightly scruffy appearance. It was attractive. Well, he always looked attractive, but he thought it would look more professional if he was clean shaven. He turned on the hot water of the sink. He had to look around for some shaving cream, in a different cabinet, which he didn't know why he had put it there. He lathered his face in shaving cream and started to shave with a smooth razor. Splashing his face off when he was done, he examined himself to see if there were any cuts. He was perfect. He started up the shower then and got out of his boxers and washed. When he finished he dried off and went back to his room to examine some clothes. Pushing through the hangers he found a nice fitting black button down shirt and some dark gray pants. He then got dressed and pulled out his white coat. A long perfectly white doctors coat. He slid his watch on then applied his shoes.

Alistair decided to go over the notes about this patient his secretary had taken during breakfast. They were electronic and perfectly confidential. He headed to the kitchen and poured a bowl of Wheaties cereal, and prepared a pot of coffee to start brewing. Pouring his milk in the bowl he sat down and started to eat. It was a very small amount of notes, just basically where the man lived, his name, Hector and a small complaint that was unclear. Sloppy notes, he thought to himself. Well it was her first day on the job, he could be understanding. She was probably nervous. He realized that Hector didn't live that far from where he did. It was just down the road a few blocks, within walking distance. It seemed to be a nice day out, why not walk? He finished his cereal and rinsed the bowl. He prepared his coffee, black with a lot of sugar. He leaned against the counter as he drank it down in a few quick gulps. Sighing he put the cup in the sink then walked into the living room where he had already set up his work bag. It was filled with all the essentials a doctor would need. "See you later, Tony Stark," he said looking at the bird who was already sitting comfortably on top of the cage. The african gray tilted its head. "Gone?" Alistair nodded. "Goodbye." He walked out of the door and locked it behind him. It was a warm spring day, like he had suspected. Good. He accessed the GPS on his phone, that also worked for walking, and started to head toward his first patient's house. The breeze felt nice as he walked, and the air smelt of new blooming flowers. He came to the house, that had Hector's last name posted on the mailbox. This must be it. He walked up the door, smoothing his white coat. Then knocked.