Demon Realm

Peter Roth

TITANS WITH SPINES; GODS WITH TEETH
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Will not write non-con, but i'm down for just about anything else. No worries about matching post length, I tend to ramble.

Character Information

Character Type
Face Claim
Human with Civil Demon
Josh Hartnett
Human Pronouns
Human Age
Demon Pronouns
Demon Age
He, his
32
She, her
6,643
Faction
Profession
Legion
Patrolman

Character Summary

Assessment Report

Date of Birth
August 14th

Orientation
Bisexual

Status
Married

Height
6'3"

Weight
218LBS

Blood Type
B-Negative

Personality
ESFJ - "The Consul"

Home
Ghost Town

Pet(s)
Pavlov the Newfoundland

Prognosis:

Peter Bartholomew Roth, a tirelessly passionate man with a penchant for doing good, and doing it right. His anger is righteous and explosive, his kindness just as driven as his aspirations to improve the world around him. To all faces he wears smiles, and keeps his skeletons reserved for those quiet moments when he is alone.
Ascensions
Dominions

THE CHARIOT (tier 2)

"THE RONIN"
A samurai without a master, the ronin is less bound by honor. A fearsome warrior by any measure, they are well-rounded and as dangerous with a bow or unarmed as they are with a sword. These are the most temperate of warriors, less willing to draw their blade for anything less than true danger - or a grave insult. You feel new possibilities within you. You can now summon armor about yourself, and are competent with any weapon you pick up. You can also manifest one weapon at will, whether or not you’re in ascension form. You are limited to the same type of weapon every time you summon it. If the first time you summon your weapon, it’s a hunting knife, it will always be a hunting knife. The dominions fire, blood, combustion, and poison are now augmented. Your character may show unusual command of those dominions for their mastery.

THE SUN (tier 1)

"THE IRIS"
The Iris spreads its petals in sunlight and delights in its simple contentment with life. Fragile but beautiful, the iris is seen in the bouquets given to spouses and festooned around the aisles of new marriages. The Iris is a path of happiness and bliss. You feel new possibilities within you. You can now brighten up a room just with your presence. The dominions light, fire, empathy, and pheromones are now augmented. Your character may show unusual command of those dominions for their mastery.

Fire

Lesser Control

Dust

Legendary Power

Shadow

Greater Power

Sound

Minor Power

Reflections

Minor Control

Dreams

Minor Power

Necrosis

Minor Control

Character In-Depth

In the forest is a monster

The Good

Good Natured and Kind

Passionate and Caring

Protective but prone to bias

Tries to see the good in everything

Understanding and Empathetic

Dedicated work ethic

Who He Is

A prior-service Air Force vet. that's got something to prove. An activist at heart, Peter has slowly worked his life up until this point, narrowing his goals to achieve a singular, simple want: to slowly and steadily rid the world of suffering. The completion is not a feasible outcome, but his passion and his empathy drive him to do what he can, while he can. However, he takes it all to heart sometimes, and can spiral down into a state of broody contemplation that is hard to shake him out of. His pessimism clouds his actions, threatens to jade him, but so far he has refused to give in to the repercussions of witnessing just how bad things can get. Insecurity follows him like a disease, infecting his every intimate relationship, degrading his honesty into fear. The veil he hides it behind is thick, the reason left as a mystery yet to be solved--even to him.


History

A perpetual wip, tbh.

Demon Information

Lady of Dust

There is a pervasive sadness that clings to the shrouded demon, regularly affecting the mood of her keeper with infectious melancholy. What ails her is never specific, and she never cares to elaborate. Her face is nearly always covered, either by a hood or veil, and with rare glimpses only come the glowing of three, solid white irises. One half of her is fleshy and cool to the touch, deceptively soft and human, while the other side of her visage is cold, hard bone. Empty black holes stretch back into her mouth where there should be a tongue, her eye floating in a dark socket with no definition. The blackness is only a void that can distract the gaze of the onlooker, bidding the stare to last much longer than required.

Her hands are inky black up to the elbow, always dripping with some viscous liquid. The clothes she manifests in are often torn, ratty, and always dark in color. Normally, she chooses dresses that cause her to stand out in a crowd, but there are other times where she blends in almost perfectly in a dirty gray hoodie. Without seeing her features, one would assume she was just another pedestrian on the street.

Despite her strange, unsettling appearance, she and her bonded retain a very close, familial relationship. Manifested as much as she can get away with, the two of them will often be caught talking, or simply enjoying one another's company in silence. There is an unspoken understanding between them, one that does not require vocal affirmation or justification. She is all he has ever known, and so he accepts it as it is.

FEEDS ON: Death
Both as a concept (the death of a marriage, the death of an ideal, etc.) and in a literal sense.