Legion, the lost Host

[Legion]

DOSSIER: ARCHDEMON


”We are the ones that will open your mind!”

BASIC DETAILS

NAME:
Legion

ALIASES:
Harahel

The Overseer

Harbinger

The Host

The one and many

Father of Nightmares

Mother of Demons

Tiamate

The Faceless Darkness

The Possessed

Slender Man

Shax

Vual

Zagan

Damion legio

AGE:
The youngest part of us is under one hundred years old, the oldest one of us is well over 8 billion years of age.

APPARENT GENDER:
With in us we hold all genders. But we find that Male forms command more power.

SPHERE OF INFLUENCE:
The Tarpit Enclaves

PICTURE: DEMON:

Spoiler:

PICTURE: MORTAL:

Spoiler:

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PERSONAL DETAILS

DEMON DESCRIPTION:
A faceless demon. A horrendous monster. A dapper gentleman. A tentacled horror. These terms and more have been used to describe the true form of the entity that is Legion. Which is true? The simple answer is all of them. Legion has many forms and many faces but only one could rightly be called his "true" form. And that body takes the shape of a tall slender androgynous male. Its exact height is often up in the air for It can change at a moments notice though on average it can range from four to fifteen feet in total height. Sprouting from its back is a mass of dark tentacles that seem to whips and move at their own accord. It often wears a black suit which often obscures its long thin limbs. As for Its face... Well It does not process one, where it would be is just a flat pale surface. This aspect alone has sent many a mortal into the depths of insanity. Theres more though, Legion can and often does distort his own body while in this form. Often growing extra arms and extending Its torso in the oddest of ways. Anything and everything is possibe and nothing is off limits.

MORTAL DESCRIPTION:
Yet again their are to many form that It can take to list them all. But it does have a prefered mortal form, and that is of a male with dark skin, dark eyes that seem to gleam red in the darkness. It usually dressed in the bushiness ware of what ever time he is living in, which in this day and age means business suits of any and all verities. It stands in this form, just under six feet tall and for the most part It has a grin on Its surprisingly handsome face. It's gait for the most part is relaxed and It seems to almost glide over the tar covered surface of Its realm. Its dark feathery hair is often left unchecked, giving the creature a rather unassuming, if dashing air that just sort of compliments Its other features. Its ears come to slightly pointed tips and each have three piercings, two toward the top and one near the bottom.

PERSONALITY:

It is hard to define a singular personality for a being that is in essence multiple separate individuals fused together. But even with that, some dominant aspects have come to the fore front of It's collective intelligence. For one it enjoys being entertained in various ways and has even gone so far as to collect the souls of various entertainers so that he could better enjoy their performance's in Inferis. This want... No this need for entertainment go's much further then that though... Its almost as if being bored is anathema to the creature. So much so that it often wanders It's realm in search of something to keep it occupied, and god help you if that happens to be you... Because there is a chance that It's current idea of entertainment is torture... Though It could just invite you to a tea party or engage in a philosophical discussion on the nature of existence. Or maybe all three at the same time.

The next thing that one needs to know is that Legion is a creature of whimsy. Its mood often erratic and unknowable. Its feelings fluctuating from one extreme to another in a blink of an eye. Though this is not to say there is no consistency of behavior, for one can be fairly certain that they cant guess what sort of mood it is in. Though through out all of this a few things remain the same. For one It craves knowledge. In fact It's entire purpose is to know EVERYTHING in existence. Most people mistake this craving for knowledge as a need to consume, which in part it is but it is also something oh so much more.

Along with this, or maybe a part of it is a need to preserve the information it gathers. Legions Bastion is filled with floor upon floor of vast libraries, each filled with millions of books and documents of all kinds. The entire history of the world is stored there... And it is this knowledge that Legion holds most dear. Though It is a chaotic individual(LOL) Legion can and always will crave knowledge over all things, and in so doing It some how manages to keep its self balanced.

Though It loves to speak and talk with others Legion is secretive by nature. Why this is no one knows for before the fall it was a forthright being. Always willing to share what it had learned from its watching of the worlds. But now? It guards its secrets with a jealous passion. Though this knowledge does not go to waste. No It uses it to create new and interesting things... Things that It never had a chance to make while in heaven. Legion after all is the mother of monsters, the father of demons and he has EARNED those titles.

On a side note Legion is rather found of children, often sneaking into their rooms or becoming a sort of imaginary friend that only they can see and hear. He enjoys their innocence and does what It can to protect them.

HISTORY:

From the writings of Legion-

In the beginning there was nothing. No light. No sound. No substance. It was a universe that was at the same time full of possibilities and having none. It was the time of God and his Angels. And we were one of them. One of the original ten made to oversee the creation of the universe, given divine task my he who rules over creation. But of the ten we were unique. For they were alone in their tasks, limited in the scope of their vision. We were not. We were Harahel, the first and only true host of angel’s. The watcher, the overseer, the all-knowing. We saw the creation of light; we guided the hands that made it. Not God our father who now rules over the fruits of our labor.

Yes, ours was the hand that guided creation. But we were not proud of that. For we enacted the will of our father. Guided by His divine vision we saw to the making of the marvels of this reality, watching and guiding the hands of the lesser angels that where created for the task of construction. It was humbling work, for the scoop of this most visionary of projects was beyond our limited understanding for we were young, as where our brothers and sisters who worked alongside us to bring creation into being. And as we worked, and our labors where given shape we learned. We learned of how the universe was to work, and as we learned we saw the divine plan behind it all. It made us... Weep. There was a beauty in its simple complexity. A beauty that would move any soul to weep if they where to look upon it.

This was His divine plan. His divine master piece. But the artist was not as enthralled by the glory of His own work as was Harahel. To It's father, this creation would be incomplete and imperfect. For in reality it was but a rough draft of what was to come. Harahel could see this as it worked, could see the things built into this master piece that would eventually lead it to unravel at the very seams of creation. Could We let this happen? Could We watch its uncounted millenia of work come undone? Could We watch that which it loved die? It unlike the others of It's kind understood death, for It had watched those who helped make the world wilt away and die. None other saw this, for they where busy with their own tasks. But it was Our task to watch. To learn. To guide. When one fell it was soon replaced, created anew by our Father.

Was this right? Was this good? We didn't know. But it was our Fathers wish for it to happen. Still it did not sit right with us.

These where all signs pointing to what would happen next, what was going to throw us from our perch up on high. But even we who where created to be all knowing and all seeing did not see it until it was far far to late.

In his ignorance our brother ,the one we loved like none other had grown proud. He unlike us saw his work and KNEW it was good. But in his light, in his pride we where swept up like a dust mote on the wind. In his pride he thought he could challenge that which had given us life, and we blinded as we where by His light believed that he could.

We fell then, leaving behind that beauty we had helped to create.

We know not for how long we fell. Ages at least.

But the fall twisted us, we see that we know that. It changed everything about us and if we wished we could change back. But we do not wish that. No, now after the torment that we had suffered we saw creation as it truly was. Chaotic. Beautiful. Doomed.

We stood then, on the charred ground of the world that had been given to all of us. We stood there our form now twisted from what it had once been. Our wings stripped from our body. We should have felt naked, lost, alone but for those that filled us. But we didn't. We where greater now then we had ever been. The fall having stripped away the chains of bondage we had unwittingly worn. We where free, for the first time since our making we could create and learn as we saw fit. We could change. We could destroy. We had the ability to make our own destiny.

We ruled then, over our land of black tar that would eventually give rise to the vast machines that would create the armies we would need in the future. Our factories producing monsters the likes of which had never been seen. Ours was the task of creating a host to combat that of our father... But it would be greater then anything he could create. More powerful. It would be a legion. A legion of demons who's only task, only need
was to destroy.

A legion we could control.

For we ARE Legion. And We are many.

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SPECIALISED DEMON:

Shade:

The realm of the Tarpit Enclaves is one filled with the smoldering desiccated corpses of machines and pits of thick hot viscous tar. It is a realm of monsters and nightmares filled with creatures suited to the horrific land that they claim as their home. But of all these creatures there is only one breed that instills fear in even the most jaded of souls: The Shades. These are the creatures nightmares wish to be. They can come in any size from giant(Well over 30 feet tall) to diminutive( measuring at nothing more then 5 inches) but one thing remains the same... To see them is to look death in the eye and know that it will not come swiftly.

They have a a some what serpentine body that starts to flair out as you reach the mid way up them, each side is covered with long whip like appendages, at the end of which is a faintly glowing purple node. At the end of their snake like tail hovers a purple miasma that moves with the creature as it floats or slithers its way about its domain. The center of its body is dominated by a large slight of a mouth that runs up its body, tell it meets the singular unblinking red eye. Above this is another set of cold eyes that flank the other three mouths at the top of its head. From the top of its forehead sprout two curved horns from which the same purple miasma flows, giving it the appearance that its head is burning.

But its not the looks alone that instill fear into the hearts of the Enclaves inhabitants. No it's their power. For one, each and every Shade can turn invisible and remain as such indefinitely. Along with this, they have the unique ability to turn their form incorporeal, allowing them to pass through solid matter(Though they them selves can not interact with the world around them while in this state). These talents make them Legions finest spies and assassins, for how can you fight an enemy you cant see, or defend against a foe that can pass through any defense? But they have one last ability that makes them a worthy foe, and that is the poison that they carry with in their bodies. It is the refined foulness of the tarpits its self which they can produce from any part of their body that glows purple(I.E. Their horns, appendages and tail). This foulness acts as a strong acid that can and does eat through metal and flesh with equal resolve.

But what could be the most terrifying aspect about them is that they are EVERY where. Watching... Waiting, and learning anything that their master might wish, and their master wishes to know EVERYTHING. Legion and his various clones are always accompanied by at least one of these terrifying creatures, and if one was to walk into the Halls of the Legion there would be no escaping the all seeing, all reaching and all knowing eyes of the shades.

SKILLS:
Mental Domination and undisputed possession heavy weight champion of the world(s): Legion is and for ever will be the most powerful demon in terms of possession. Its various minds are able to easily overwhelm even the most powerful of psychic defenses. In fact only It's Lord Lucifer is safe from its mental prowess, if only because It has sworn allegiance to him. It should be noted that while Its strong even he does not come close to Balphagor in terms of psychic ability.

Physical Superiority: Legion has the combined strength and resilience of all the souls currently residing in its body. Making him far stronger then it would otherwise appear. In fact, with his entire host residing in one body It is the match or nearly so for Belial in terms of raw physical strength.

All Knowing, All seeing: Thanks to his Its innate abilities and Its host of demonic and human servants Legion knows about just about anything that go's on. Anywhere. Ever.

We are Legion: To put it simply It can think about and do any number of tasks with out any hindrance. It is the perfect multitasker.

Infernal Intellect: It is intelligent. Each soul, each mind compounding on the intellect of everything that was already in place.

WEAKNESSES:

Pigs: Jesus, the Messiah once banished Legion from its host body and forced Its demonic souls into near by pigs which then committed suicide. Now anything made of swine is anathema to legion. Weapons fashioned from the bones of pigs cause more damage then any steal blade, talismans made of pig bone make an individual immune to being possessed by the creature, so long as the individual in question is HUMAN. If they are anything more or less then that the talismans and weapons mean nothing, for Jesus was the Savior of man kind and nothing else.

Curse of Babble: Legion LOVES to speak! In fact it will go out of its way to talk to just about any individual! Happen to be passing through the Tarpit Enclave? Well It's gonna stop you for a chat... At least once. Hell he often speaks and rambles on in battle. A thoughtful and intelligent opponent could use this against it rather easily.

Addiction: For what ever reason Legion enjoys being entertained and in fact loves all forms of recreation... But there is one thing It just cant get enough of and that is stories told by word of mouth. In fact if one was to bribe It with tall tails they would more then likely find that Legion would be less likely to devour them.

Children: He sees the purity in children and cant bring him self to harm them or their protectors... Unless of course he is given reason to protect him self from them.

COLOURS:
Speaks any and every language.

TRIVIA:

- Taught humanity language and writing
- Though Legion did at one time contain an uncounted host of demonic souls, he now only contains around two thousand two hundred and twenty two. His other souls are currently possessing various entities in the living world. Which include but are not limited to humans, dogs, rats, bats and various country singers and military and political officials.
- When it speaks, it sounds as if twenty people are speaking at the same time. Often this has an oddly melodic effect. Though It can sound "normal" when need be.
- Can perfectly mimic any sound it hears.
- Always refers to its self in the third person.
- Generally speaks in gender neutral terms.
- Created the original bureaucratic system... Humanity perfected it.
- The DMV was It's idea.
- Owns the Oakland Raiders football team... It loves to start a riot.
- Was Close friends with the master of magicians Harry Houdini and even helped the man come up with some of his better known tricks and escapes. They still keep in touch, no ones really sure how.
- Inspired and later on possessed Bob Dylan
- Is behind the pop sensation known as "Justin Bieber"... Legion craves the souls of teenage girls. All Legion has to say on the matter is that "It's a sausage fest in here."
- A firm supporter of fox news and other like minded organizations, turns out god in fact does prefer kind atheists to christian assholes.
- Tried possessing David Bowie, and was in turn counter possessed and forced to give David Immortality.
- Same thing happened with Sean Connery and Patrick Stewart who are now immortal vampires... MAybe. Its' not sure if that took.
- Took Elvis home
- Elvis is currently in Hawaii
- Behind the Reality T.V. craze
- Does not think Snooki is a real person
- Enjoys long walks on the beach
- Its astrological sign is AriesTaurusGeminiCancerLeoVirgoLibraScorpioSagittariusCapricornAquariusPisces
- Yes thats all one word
- Can have an orgy with It's self.
- Is responsible for the bystander effect. Most of the people affected by it are in fact part of Legion at the time.
- Has been there and done most things.
- Created poetry
- Enthralled by science
- Over saw the creation on the universe
- Owns Legio Macrotechnology, a multinational science and technology firm.

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USER DETAILS

ALIAS:
He who dances upon the faces of his enemies!

OTHER CHARACTERS:
Gaius

ROLEPLAY HISTORY:
lots of years.

FACECLAIM:

Code:

[b]Slender[/b] :: [b]Slender man[/b]

Code:

[b]Unknown[/b] :: [b]Original art[/b]

CUSTOM RANK:

We are Limitless

[Legion]

And done

[Lazarus Carter]

REVISE

Couple of grammar derps and unnecessary linebreaks, so fix that if you want, but I won't make you revise it.

1] Forgot the FC for your mortal form. Only thing.

[Legion]

and done

[Lazarus Carter]

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