[hider=Alexander Stone] [CENTER][SUB][COLOR=008B8B]Fr. Alexander Stone, SJ ◄ 29 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'10" ►[/COLOR][/SUB][/CENTER] [CENTER][img]https://i.imgur.com/EzDd0f6.png[/img][/CENTER] [SUB][COLOR=008B8B]P R O F I L E[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] If not for an unquenchable desire to get to the bottom of things, Father Stone wouldn't be a professor of philosophy, or a Jesuit. Heck, maybe not even a priest at all. Those who know him well, such as his confreres in the Society of Jesus and his fellow academics, make it a point to keep their dealings with him dull, perfunctory, and as brief as possible; those who do not, such as those unfortunate enough to be his students and confessors, find themselves regretting afterwards that they piqued his interest by opening up to him more than they ought to have. It is for this reason that none of Fordham University's frequent churchgoers would ever want to confess their sins to Father Stone lest they run the risk of having him ask them a litany of inconvenient questions – a predicament he finds himself in even now as a chaplain in Loyola University Maryland. [/color] [SUB][COLOR=008B8B]D A Y S - G O N E[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] With the exception of his mentor and fellow Jesuit Fr. John O'Malley, now at an age when men of the cloth typically hang up their vestments for good, nobody in the world actually knows why Alex Stone decided to become of all things a son of Ignatius Loyola, let alone why he's always been the way he is. What people don't know is that the sometimes cold, yet often inquisitive young priest was once Little Alex, a sanguine and carefree orphan of the Saint Gerolamo Center down in Baton Rouge. Except perhaps for the older Jesuit and others with him whose names Alex never learned, nobody else knows that one fateful December, it wasn't a who that took his friends away every other night or so – but a [i]what[/i]. A [i]what[/i] that lusted after the flesh of young children, but not in the way most people thought. And definitely not in the way the muckrakers reported it, and would continue to report it, in the years that followed. A [i]what[/i] which, for some reason, needed things like torches, wooden stakes, and a medieval-looking sword to be put down for good. Alex didn't have the words back then, but he knew. Knowing that the child knew, and concerned about what he might divulge out of childish carelessness, O'Malley and his companions arranged for Little Alex to spend the rest of his boyhood in an institution for orphaned boys up in Quebec City of all places. Needless to say things were difficult there, and having to learn French from absolute ignorance because that was all the people around him spoke (more like insisted on speaking) was the least of his travails. Nevertheless, Alex endured, and when he came of age he went to great lengths to find out where in the world the old priest was, and saw to it that he received a letter containing but a single line: [i]Je veux être comme toi.[/i][/color] [SUB][COLOR=008B8B]M E M O R I E S[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] - Fr. John O'Malley, SJ: Alex's savior (“second only to Our Lord”). Sponsored Alex's studies first at the Jesuit School of Theology in Berkeley and later in Fordham, where he received a PhD and later was ordained a priest of the Society of Jesus. Otherwise distant in more ways than one and unresponsive to letters, leaving Alex to his own devices despite knowing that the young man must be brimming with all manner of questions pertaining to the occult and then some. Told Alex only the bare minimum about the existence of hunters and cells, particularly the one in Baltimore, but only after the younger priest finally wrote him about his "Long Dark Night of the Soul" in great despair. “In five years' time, if you're still alive and I'm still alive by then, I promise to tell you everything,” were O'Malley's words to him before they parted ways once more. - The Society of Jesus: A Catholic order of priests and brothers worldwide, and the closest thing Alex Stone has ever had to a family. Renowned for their erudition bordering on the heretical and sometimes even blasphemous, yet completely oblivious to even the possibility of a world of darkness except for a scant few like O'Malley – and now Stone himself as well. While he enjoys genuine friendships with the older members in addition to those he attended seminary with, Father Stone can't help but feel irked by the fact that he is sometimes jokingly referred to throughout the Society as “Fr. Alex Jones,” owing to his predilection for conspiracy theories, paranormal podcasts, books such as David Paulides's [i]Missing 411[/i] and [i]The Exorcist[/i] by William Peter Blatty, and TV shows like [i]The X-Files[/i] – but most definitely not “bombastic and buffoonish claptrap” like Infowars. [/color] [SUB][COLOR=008B8B]C R E E D[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] Inquisitive [/color] [SUB][COLOR=008B8B]D R I V E[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] 𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 [/color] [SUB][COLOR=008B8B]E D G E S & P E R K S[/COLOR][/SUB] [color=a8a8a8] - Library - Sense the Unnatural [/color] [/hider]