Nostradamus-066

Nostradamus-066
Character Information
Species	Clockwork Cherub
Gender	Male
Residence	The Cupid Homeworld
Occupation	Prophet
Behind the Scenes
First seen in	PROSE: New Warehouse To Be Constructed In The Homeworld
Also seen in	PROSE: The Resurrection of the Wellsians PROSE: Rifts Crisis Officially Over!
Copyright	Lupan Evezan (concept) Aristide Twain (design)

Nostradamus-066 was a Clockwork Cherub and the Crew of the Copper-Colored Cupids' Prophet.

Description

Physical appearance

A winged Clockwork Cherub, Nostradamus wore a medieval-style robe and cap, and sported a beard. (PROSE: New Warehouse To Be Constructed In The Homeworld) Though different Marks of Clockwork Cherub, he and Mandragora-257 looked somewhat alike. (PROSE: The Resurrection of the Wellsians)

Personality

Nostradamus was earnest and steadfast in his hope that any one of his latest visions might concern the future instead of the past, despite these hopes being proven wrong time after time. However, he accepted defeat gracefully every time he was proven wrong. (PROSE: New Warehouse To Be Constructed In The Homeworld)

Powers & abilities

Nostradamus was known for only ever having visions of things which had actually already occurred, which limited his usefulness as a seer, although it was not quite unprecedented for the visions to describe past events of actual significance and which had not previously been known to the Crew. (PROSE: Rifts Crisis Officially Over!)

Biography

His visions, no matter how obtuse, were usually reported upon in The Cupid Courier. (PROSE: New Warehouse To Be Constructed In The Homeworld, Rifts Crisis Officially Over!) In Issue 1020, his prophecy turned out to be about the 1986 Skirmish at the Vanityville Supermarket. Nostradamus was very disappointed to realise this one still wasn't a forward-seeing vision. (PROSE: New Warehouse To Be Constructed In The Homeworld)

Issue #1136 reported that he had, lately, been troubled by visions that none actually managed to interpret, which involved “television static, the sense of not knowing whether some vague event happened or whether it could only have happened, and the feeling of missing an old friend”. (PROSE: Rifts Crisis Officially Over!)