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((Healer, you are looking at Love Angel's entire collection of images and notes there, from Nightsparrow's scrapbook. Thats why there is excess information. The piece about the New Inquirer's launch is easier read from its own image link - Entry 59. Hope that helps.
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The resident nun, Sister Mary Stevens and reverend Pious Hunter would be asleep at the monastery while Codename and the Priest returned from their nightly patrol. In a hidden chamber deep beneath the Cathedral, the two tucked away their weapons and made their way up to pray.
"Shh" said the Priest, holding out an arm and signaling for Codename to stand still. "There is someone in the Cathedral"
Codename paused for a moment, considering how to respond. "Priest, there is usually someone in the Cathedral, its quite normal."
"I know you are in here!" said the visitor, with a raised voice, "I can sense you!"
"On second thought, that isn't normal" said Codename. "Who is he looking for?"
"I'm not sure" the Priest replied. "I'll go find out. You know what to do Code."
With that, the nun disappears down the stairwell. The priest, cloaked in his dark cassock climbed further up and emerged through a small door, into the Cathedral. Stood by the alter was a pale skinned man in purple robes. Instantly, the priest knew there was evil present. Silent and firm, he stood there motionless, watching the visitor, waiting. -
When you make a supergroup profile, its normal to build the page as a normal article but because supergroups can also be a category that you attach its member profiles to, its better to make the page as a category instead. If the supergroup profile is currently a normal article, simply log in, open the supergroup page and click on 'move' to move it to a new page which you should title Category:SGname after that, the old page will automatically redirect to the category version of the page and all members will now be linkable to that supergroup's profile. Thats a lengthy explanation but in short, you can move a page about or rename it or re-create it as a category simply by clicking on 'move' and then typing in its new name.
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Code: [[Image:Anthem2.jpg|left|thumb|Anthem travelling]]
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Ah, yes. It'll be an optional skin. Definately.
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Father Pious stepped forward to speak. He locked his eyes directly on the winged man. "Perhaps the Priest opened up a part of your psyche, this might have tried further mutation in your continued evolutionary development. Its a common thing to happen."
Father Anthony moved to place a hand gently on the man's shoulder as he offered him final advice. "Before you leave, I'd like you to remember this; we are all monsters, animals and savage beasts. Man was born with the inclinations of evil, but the true test is one's capacity to do good. I pray to God, that you pass this test, for the rewards are everlasting." With a kind smile, the reverend turned to enter the Cathedral. The haunted and abandoned streets of Dark Astoria was not pleasant at this time of night and the mysterious fog was making it very difficult to even see one's own hands. "Its been a pleasure meeting you Mister Anthony Davids, hopefully, we'll see you again some day in better light and in better health." -
I wanted this story ont he wiki, so I've written a magazine entry for it by Hero Magazines. Hope you don't mind? Here it is:
Dion Holdings consumes EVIL
Rogue Isles based mercenary organisation, European Villainous Immorality League were apparently rescued from financial breakdown last week by the eager vultures of the financial world, the Canadian venture capitalist company Dion Holdings Inc. It is rumoured that a $90million deal settled the transfer of all assets from former chairman Ben '[[Big Lunk]]' Campbel. A spokesperson for Dion Holdings Inc. confessed that "the $90million price tag was an absolute bargain" and that "Mr Campbel had been a pleasure to do business with". The shock of the story comes when the spokesman was asked about the future of the league. "We plan to shut down EVIL as a business. All property and personnel are being transfered to Dion Holdings Inc. with immediate effect." Clearly a complete takeover. One can only wonder exactly what Dion Holdings plan to do with all those skilled mercenaries and expensive weaponry. Are these vultures the new Crey Industries? Only time will tell. Either way, we have our heroes to protect us. < Monica Stella. -
Father Anthony looked like he had seen one too many supernatural transformations for one lifetime. Despite this, he managed to compose himself as the newly named man stared up at him. Just past the great doors and directly behind the reverend, Father Pious clutched tightly at his bible.
"Er... yes, Anthony?" said Father Anthony, feeling like he was talking to himself. "I'm not sure whats happening to you, but err you look great; I mean, the wings are honestly rather... beautiful" he complimented, hanging on his last word for as odd as it sounded, the large wings were indeed a magnificent sight. -
Hastily, Father Anthony helps the man outside under the watchful eyes of reverend Pious and some others.
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"Give me a reason to believe..."
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"One must find his own" the Priest replied. "I assure you, no harm in the world could come to this sacred place. I will now read your mind, very quickly." The Priest's eyes turned blank white as he bore into the faceless man's psyche. Inside was literally a nightmare but nothing he could not brave. Shards of memory flew by, images in greyscale, some in sepia and other scenes played in vivid colour.
He saw the man before him commit murder and felt him enjoy it. This alone brought concern to the Priest. He tried to probe further into the man's mind but felt a distinct force pushing him away. A bright white light flooded the immediate area and the Priest decided it was time to leave.
"As of today, you shall be known as Anthony Davids. It is a name floating around in your mind, so I can only assume it has some relevance to who you once were. As far as your history goes, you were once a very bad man who did murder for sport."
The priest continued, "there are scientific explanations for what your body has become, I'm sure Doctor Norton could assist here, but understand this; it is God's way of punishing you for your past crimes. I suggest you repent your sins and learn to live as a good man. You can use your energy-based powers for good. Protect the innocent and defend the weak. This is a city of heroes and your curse can also be a gift. The choice is yours Anthony. Father Marceau, please see to it this man procures the necessary documents to legalise his name."
With that, the Priest turned on his heels and disappeared into the air. Father Pious Hunter had escorted the emptying church out of the great doors and now, Father Anthony Marceau approached the faceless man with a smile. "Anthony is a wonderful name" he said. "Has the Priest been of good help, learning who you once were?" -
Yay, finally finished Dragonfly's profile!
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"You are and always will be a child of God, whom He loves with all his heart. You may be burnt but you are not a monster" said the Priest. "I can give you your history and assign to you a Christian name. In fact, if you believe, then I can even heal you. Look into my eyes and do not break contact, with your permission, I shall attempt to read your mind."
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September 7th, 11pm. End of Prayer Blessings and Confessions.
When the evening prayers had concluded, a masked man of the cloth stood upon the alter and blessed the men, women and children as they lined up to see him. This masked man was the Priest. Below, Reverend Anthony Marceau and Reverend Pious Hunter gently ushered each person up the short steps to meet him.
A little girl, no older than six laid lifelessly across the arms of a crying old woman. She stood in line behind a middle-aged man with boils across his skin. As the man arrived before the Priest, he heard the repeated question, "Do you believe in Christ?" to which he responded "I do now". Suddenly, the man's boils disappeared.
Next was the old woman and the dead child. "Do you believe in Christ?" asked the Priest, to which the old lady responded. "I believe in Christ". Almost instantly, the little girl opened her eyes, resurrected. The old lady nearly fainted, she lost her balance but was caught by Father Anthony.
The line of sick, injured and those hoping for miracles moved along progressively. A rough looking teenager join the queue and upon meeting the Priest he blunderly blurted "I've been looking all over the place for you Father Micheal, you're like real hard to find. I'm your biggest fan, you know. I made my own crucifix eye-plate and everything! My friend Jeffrey's helping me carve Scripture onto this sword a bought on eBay, we're gonna make it look exactly like yours, you know?".
The Priest may have been amused, but he did not show any signs. "Do you believe in Christ?" he asked, to which the roughian responded "Yeah man, I totally dig that guy, but like listen, what I'm saying is; I want to be more like you. You know? I need some real cool superpowers, you know? And I've been praying for like three months, but I'm like, still not cool, you know? Come on, do me some magic, huh? Please?" The Priest largely ignored him, humouring him with a comforting line. "Your destiny shall soon be revealed. God bless you Thomas". At the mention of his name, the boy nearly fainted. Father Pious quickly helped him out of the building. -
The reverend looked a little confused with all the references to a Master. He considered asking the undead man why but thought against it. With a smile he rose to his feet and prepared to go. "Right then, we'll see you at the prayer meeting. God bless you nameless" he concluded, before turning to leave.
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The reverend laughed outwardly "Master Priest" he echoed "thats a good one, you should call him that, I think he'll like it. In here we call him Saint Micheal. He stops by every now and then, for prayer and sometimes he'll patrol the grounds at night, but nobody really knows who he is. As for me, I am Reverend Anthony Marceau, the Cathedral Rector. I'm in charge of the church, the cemetery and the monastery"
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"Son, you are only a monster if you think you are" said the reverend, doing his best to stay focused and undisturbed by the faceless mask. It felt like talking to a brick wall. "I for one do not see you as a monster. A monster to me, is a man or woman bent on doing evil, these monsters are usually very beautiful and pleasing to the eye. What concerns me about you though, is that after what you've been through you still doubt the existence of God. Tell me, in a world of supermen, walking dead and friendly demons... in a world where angels; the servants of the Most High walk amongst men, is it really so difficult to see? Do not be blind my friend, God is watching over you. he understands that you are confused and he has sent you to the right place; Moth Cathedral. Have faith, I am sure the Priest will help you with your lost memories." said the reverend, smiling humbly.
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"You must never loose faith in the Lord, son" said the reverend. "As our resident Doctor mentioned, you are here today because the Lord has plans for you tomorrow. Like Lazarus, you have been brought back from death for a reason and although you know not who you are, only time can tell. Have patience and stay faithful to God for all will soon be revealed. You should not be angry, but be thankful for your situation. Many have died and remained so, but you, it seems have been granted a second chance. That is what resurrection is son, a second chance."
He then turned to the Doctor. "Yes, help us position the bibles, thank you." He then turned back to the faceless man, observing his glowing hands. "I can contact a friend of mine who like you, is gifted with unique supernatural talents. He'll be here tonight for prayer so you're welcome to wait for him. Perhaps he can help you regain your lost memories." -
The reverend leads the way to an empty pew nearby. "Come, let us talk" he said, gesturing the men to sit.
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"Gentlemen, if we could possibly keep the volume down, please" asked Rev. Anthony Marceau, the Cathedral Rector. The caucasian man stood tall beside the two men, smiling politely. "Are you here for prayer?" he asks.
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Mechano buddy, I have begun the Character Plot Profile for the Baptism of Edward Johnson.
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At the glorious sight of the reformed demon, the priest actually managed a smile. He noticed the garments that had been woven over him somehow, while underwater. "You have been clothed with Christ. As many as are baptized into Christ have put on Christ. These holy garments are a symbol of your place in Heaven. Come now friend, follow me to the alter."
As the priest led the way to the alter, he produced the Sword of Leviticus and brought it upon the dark angel. "Kneel" he said and the Doctor followed. The holy man now proceeded to knight the new born Christian. "May God, who has received you by baptism into his Church, pour upon you the riches of his grace, that within the company of Christ's pilgrim people you may daily be renewed by his anointing Spirit, and come to the inheritance of the saints in glory. Rise now, son of God" said the priest, sheathing his sword and opening his arms wide to embrace the Doctor. "You are reborn a Christian! Welcome to the faith, brother"
Sister Mary, who had now taken it upon herself to clean up the broken glass, let fall her dustpan and brush to offer the Doctor a friendly hug. -
The priest thrusts the cross closer to the demon's face. "Edward Johnson, is this your faith?" he asked.
"Yes... this is my f-f- f-aith. Faith" the demon gasps.
Slowly, the priest places his gloved hands on the demon's right shoulder and also across his back. He helps him to his knees and gently began to submerge him.
"Edward Johnson, I baptize you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit" said the priest, before lowering the demon deep into the holy water. At that precise moment, lightning strikes the roof of the Cathedral and the windows shatter into a million pieces, showering the interior with deadly shards of broken glass. The wooden shutters had been flung clear off their hinges and the great doors fried into splinters. However, as though by divine intervention, both Sister Mary and the Priest stood quiet still and calm, somehow without a single cut from the flying pieces of glass. From outside, the storm gave a final roar as though the devil himself was swearing vengeance against the holy man. The rain disappeared as quickly as it had come and both lightning and thunderclouds dispersed from the horizon, leaving a midnight sky dotted with shining stars; God's own artwork across a canvas of empty space.
The water inside the baptismal pool soon cleared, instead of blood was a clear, colourless liquid, glistening in the candlelight. The priest quickly bent low and placed a gloved hand upon the new born angel, who was probably drowning by now. -
The priest continued to explain. "In baptism, God calls us out of darkness into his marvellous light. To follow Christ means dying to sin and rising to new life with him. In your case demon, this is not a metaphor. When I submerge you, you will die for deciding to turning against the devil, but when you emerge, you shall become an angel of God and the darkness of your curse shall be lifted. The water will clear and you shall see the dead no more. Doctor, I ask you now... Do you reject the devil and all rebellion against God?"
With his eyes still clamped together, the Doctor muttered in response. "I reject them." Suddenly, the ground nearby is struck by lightning. The electricity inside the cathedral fades out, the light bulbs shatter instantly and the darkness takes over. Still, with the eight candles shining over the priest and the demon, the baptism continues. The holy man raises his voice even more.
"Do you renounce the deceit and corruption of evil?"
"I renounce them." said the Doctor.
"Do you repent of the sins that separate us from God and neighbour?"
"I repent of them."
"Do you turn to Christ as Saviour?"
"I turn to Christ."
"Do you submit to Christ as Lord?"
"I submit to Christ."
"Do you come to Christ, the way, the truth and the life?"
"I come to Christ."
The priest lowers his gloved hands into a small bowl and coats a finger with anointing oil. Slowly, he reaches for the Doctor's forehead to sign the cross upon him.
"Christ claims you for his own. Receive the sign of his cross" the priest mutters, placing the oil on the Doctor's forehead. Suddenly, the man's face becomes contorted with rage, anger and a mixture of all other evil emotion. His facial muscles are pulled, stretched and exaggerated into a demonic form.
"Peto abyssus! Peto abyssus!" the demon screams, trying to break free of his chains while gnawing his sharp teeth at the priest. "Vos misellus mancipium! Licentia nos exsisto! Vos mos non verto nos, pro nos es plures!" Suddenly, he casts his gaze upon Sister Mary who had finally managed to shut the great doors. The demons jumps around inside the holy water, splashing blood across the marble floors. The incubus shakes his waist about, lashing his manhood side to side like a serpent whip. Still, it appears he was compelled spiritually to stay within pool. The priest produces a small, gleaming cross that shone upon the demon as he prayed in Latin.
"Operor non erubesco fateor fides Sarcalogos crucius. Pugna fortiter ut a discipulus Sarcalogos obviam sin, orbis terrarum quod diabolus, quod subsisto fidelis ut Sarcalogos ut terminus vestri vita." He then repeated the prayer in English. "Do not be ashamed to confess the faith of Christ crucified. Fight valiantly as a disciple of Christ against sin, the world and the devil, and remain faithful to Christ to the end of your life. May almighty God deliver you from the powers of darkness, restore in you the image of his glory, and lead you in the light and obedience of Christ."
Now the priest paused, waiting to see if the prayer had worked, to see if the demon would calm. -
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