Powers/skills: Since all the angels in the universe he’s coming are already uber-powerful, even just the lowly soldiers, Balthazar’s power will be cut down quite a bit. Instead of the wide arrange of skills he’s so used to, he’ll only be getting three abilities.
Upon use of these skills, he’ll need to restore his reserves either through excessive sleep or more than your normal three, square meals a day. Using these powers will give him migraines, which will, more than likely, lead him to drinking more alcohol to get rid of them. In which case, he’ll be too hung-over and tired to consider using these powers too many times in a row.
•Teleportation: Instead of traveling around the world in the only a few moments, Balthazar will now only be able to travel from one building to another across the street. Of course, if he does this, he’ll find himself pretty exhausted. Although, traveling from room to room won’t leave him in such a sorry state, doing it too often will find him wanting to crawl into a bottle and never come out. This power will sap him of strength more than anything else, so he’ll have to start saving it for good reasons.
•Supernatural Perception: Like all angels, Balthazar is used to being able to see things humans can’t, such as: sigils, ghosts, demons, reapers, and other angels. It can also be said that this perception can sniff out supernatural entities in the surrounding area. Well, unfortunately for him, it won’t be as simple as just opening his eyes, anymore. Balthazar will have to actually concentrate for supernatural things to become visible to his eyes, and even then, if there’s too much stimuli at once it could cause him a major migraine and probably a nose bleed. Otherwise, though, this power won’t be too draining and might leave him a little more tired than usual at the end of the day.
•Superhuman Strength: Another heavenly trait cut down, but still pretty self-explanatory. Punching through a wall? Okay, no problem. Moving around heavy objects with minimal effort? Alright, that’ll probably get him a little tired. Lifting things obviously heavier than a man his size could handle? Definitely going to have him complaining about his back and how everything sucks afterward. Although, don’t think he’s a pushover otherwise; Balthazar was a strong warrior back home, he knows how to kick someone’s ass in a fight without having to resort to punching them across a room.
City
Name: Alexander Wilton
Position: Obviously, the only choice can be a bartender at the bar! Even if he didn’t work there, he’d still be practically living there, so he might as well be earning his way through life doing something productive. Such as getting other people drunk while he drinks himself into happiness.
Otherwise, I’m not quite sure what he’d do, but I know he’d be really bad at following the laws, either way. Balthazar’s a big brat; if he can’t even adhere to his Father’s rules, what makes you think he’s going to follow someone else’s?
History: At one point, the Wiltons had been a big, happy family with brothers and sisters who loved one another and an eccentric, inventor father who, while a little absent-minded at times, was kind to them. Sun shined out of their collective asses and everything was good. Alexander grew up somewhat distant from the rest of his siblings, being too young to really be on the same level as his four older brothers and being too old to hang out with his younger brothers. Most of them, anyway. Alexander grew up particularly close to one of his younger brothers who he felt was the most naïve amongst the entire family.
Life could’ve stayed that way forever, as far as Alex was concerned, but then The Other Kid came into their lives, led into the house one day by their father. The new kid, even though they probably never meant anything wrong and too new in their family to cause trouble, managed to create an abrupt, gaping chasm in their perfect lives. Suddenly, the oldest two of the family couldn’t see eye to eye, causing siblings to choose sides. The arguing eventually ended with one brother storming out, taking some of the family with him. Alex had stayed the hell out of the whole thing, choosing to agree with neither of the idiots and just wishing everyone would quit fighting. He put up with all the bullshit for as long as he could, watching as everything went to shit around him, brothers and sisters leaving their collective left and right. Despite all this, he stayed. He stayed for a father that eventually became more and more distant, until one day nobody could get a hold of him, having left his company behind without any direction. Alex thinks that’s about the time he started drinking and caring less and less about family matters. It wasn’t until his best friend left (abandoned him, if you asked Alexander which no one did) to go gallivanting around with his news buddies that Alex discovered he had had enough. He gathered whatever money he could, even going so far as to take some from his dad’s stash, and made off into the night without word to anyone else.
From there, Alexander went wherever he wanted, doing whatever he wanted. It was the first time he had felt happy in a long time, now disconnected from a family that was doing nothing except spiraling down a drain. Eventually, though, the money started to run dry and he was forced to find some way to replenish it. Unfortunately, his skills weren’t exactly being advertised for in the local newspaper, so he did what he was good at: talking, drinking, and swindling people out of their money and their possessions. Without really paying attention to where he drifted, Alexander wound up in Diamond City with no plans for the future and damn excited for it. He used the last of his money to wrangle up a crappy apartment and went looking for a way to replenish his funds; whether it be legitimate work or just more thieving.
[permission granted to use Gabe’s history!]
Proof: Apartment lease for a place out in the outer ring, made out to one “Alexander Wilton”
Balthazar | Supernatural | 2/2
Since all the angels in the universe he’s coming are already uber-powerful, even just the lowly soldiers, Balthazar’s power will be cut down quite a bit. Instead of the wide arrange of skills he’s so used to, he’ll only be getting three abilities.
Upon use of these skills, he’ll need to restore his reserves either through excessive sleep or more than your normal three, square meals a day. Using these powers will give him migraines, which will, more than likely, lead him to drinking more alcohol to get rid of them. In which case, he’ll be too hung-over and tired to consider using these powers too many times in a row.
•Teleportation: Instead of traveling around the world in the only a few moments, Balthazar will now only be able to travel from one building to another across the street. Of course, if he does this, he’ll find himself pretty exhausted. Although, traveling from room to room won’t leave him in such a sorry state, doing it too often will find him wanting to crawl into a bottle and never come out. This power will sap him of strength more than anything else, so he’ll have to start saving it for good reasons.
•Supernatural Perception: Like all angels, Balthazar is used to being able to see things humans can’t, such as: sigils, ghosts, demons, reapers, and other angels. It can also be said that this perception can sniff out supernatural entities in the surrounding area. Well, unfortunately for him, it won’t be as simple as just opening his eyes, anymore. Balthazar will have to actually concentrate for supernatural things to become visible to his eyes, and even then, if there’s too much stimuli at once it could cause him a major migraine and probably a nose bleed. Otherwise, though, this power won’t be too draining and might leave him a little more tired than usual at the end of the day.
•Superhuman Strength: Another heavenly trait cut down, but still pretty self-explanatory. Punching through a wall? Okay, no problem. Moving around heavy objects with minimal effort? Alright, that’ll probably get him a little tired. Lifting things obviously heavier than a man his size could handle? Definitely going to have him complaining about his back and how everything sucks afterward. Although, don’t think he’s a pushover otherwise; Balthazar was a strong warrior back home, he knows how to kick someone’s ass in a fight without having to resort to punching them across a room.
City
Name: Alexander Wilton
Position: Obviously, the only choice can be a bartender at the bar! Even if he didn’t work there, he’d still be practically living there, so he might as well be earning his way through life doing something productive. Such as getting other people drunk while he drinks himself into happiness.
Otherwise, I’m not quite sure what he’d do, but I know he’d be really bad at following the laws, either way. Balthazar’s a big brat; if he can’t even adhere to his Father’s rules, what makes you think he’s going to follow someone else’s?
History: At one point, the Wiltons had been a big, happy family with brothers and sisters who loved one another and an eccentric, inventor father who, while a little absent-minded at times, was kind to them. Sun shined out of their collective asses and everything was good. Alexander grew up somewhat distant from the rest of his siblings, being too young to really be on the same level as his four older brothers and being too old to hang out with his younger brothers. Most of them, anyway. Alexander grew up particularly close to one of his younger brothers who he felt was the most naïve amongst the entire family.
Life could’ve stayed that way forever, as far as Alex was concerned, but then The Other Kid came into their lives, led into the house one day by their father. The new kid, even though they probably never meant anything wrong and too new in their family to cause trouble, managed to create an abrupt, gaping chasm in their perfect lives. Suddenly, the oldest two of the family couldn’t see eye to eye, causing siblings to choose sides. The arguing eventually ended with one brother storming out, taking some of the family with him. Alex had stayed the hell out of the whole thing, choosing to agree with neither of the idiots and just wishing everyone would quit fighting. He put up with all the bullshit for as long as he could, watching as everything went to shit around him, brothers and sisters leaving their collective left and right. Despite all this, he stayed. He stayed for a father that eventually became more and more distant, until one day nobody could get a hold of him, having left his company behind without any direction. Alex thinks that’s about the time he started drinking and caring less and less about family matters. It wasn’t until his best friend left (abandoned him, if you asked Alexander which no one did) to go gallivanting around with his news buddies that Alex discovered he had had enough. He gathered whatever money he could, even going so far as to take some from his dad’s stash, and made off into the night without word to anyone else.
From there, Alexander went wherever he wanted, doing whatever he wanted. It was the first time he had felt happy in a long time, now disconnected from a family that was doing nothing except spiraling down a drain. Eventually, though, the money started to run dry and he was forced to find some way to replenish it. Unfortunately, his skills weren’t exactly being advertised for in the local newspaper, so he did what he was good at: talking, drinking, and swindling people out of their money and their possessions. Without really paying attention to where he drifted, Alexander wound up in Diamond City with no plans for the future and damn excited for it. He used the last of his money to wrangle up a crappy apartment and went looking for a way to replenish his funds; whether it be legitimate work or just more thieving.
[permission granted to use Gabe’s history!]
Proof: Apartment lease for a place out in the outer ring, made out to one “Alexander Wilton”
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First-person sample: like a bird on a wire
Third-person sample: like a drunk in a midnight choir
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