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Post by Michael Charming on Jun 16, 2014 20:05:34 GMT -6
IN CHARACTER
NAME: Michael Charming NICKNAMES: Michael, Mike, Mikey AGE: ∞ SEXUALITY:Pan-sexual (currently unsure) FACE CLAIM / CELEBRITY: Paul Walker OCCUPATION: Writer ALLEGIANCE: To himself CITIZENSHIP: Newcomer SPECIES: Fallen Angel. ABILITIES: Flight- He can only carry himself and something small, under ten pounds. Now that he's fallen flying long distances or 'speed' flying will exhaust him. Healing- He can heal people, smaller wounds mostly and he has to be right there when they happen. Even the smaller healing jobs drain him and based on personality he's not keen to toss healing at people. Telepathic- He can hear people's thoughts depending on how 'loudly' someone is thinking. The more powerful or strong willed someone is the harder it can be for him to read their minds, something he can't hear anything at all.
Michael is by nature a fighter and typically likes two blades when he fights. He's spent a lot of time crafting his skills. While a people watcher he isn't a people person. He can ramble off the smallest nuisances of a person but he doesn't honestly care if that person lives or dies. He has some talent with writing that he's spun into a career of sorts as well.
OUT OF CHARACTER
NAME / ALIAS:Zombie HOW DID YOU FIND US?Crimson
ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE Though he didn't take on a lot of cases himself he was a professional dom and one that didn't want to lose his edge. And he did officially run a BDSM club now., it would make sense to work and lead the others by example. But he was extremely picky about the cases he did pick up. Most of the people that wandered though his club couldn't hold Michael's attention for long. It was like the doms that roamed his club, none hired by him of course but just people that were looking for that special someone for the night. Like most of the submissives that came in wanting to fulfill a desire but once they found someone that could do it chickened out because it wasn't what they thought it was. Maybe it was just Boston. Hard to say.
Which meant for once he wasn't in his office doing paper work, or hiring people to both man the bars and the play scenes that doted the club here and there. He was actually perched at the bar with a drink in front of him, watching the crowds idly. He had done this two days in a row and was starting to think that maybe he had lost his edge lately and should stay back in the office. Which didn't sit well with him at all. It made him feel more prey than the predator he thought of himself as. That part of his personality was what made it so easy for him to be a Professional Dominant. Which.. he hadn't actively done in the last month or so. Since Tre actually. Which was curious enough now that he was thinking about it.
An hour after he started sitting at the bar one of his workers came up and murmured into his ear. He perked a blonde eyebrow as he listened to what he was being told. He gave a nod before sliding off the bar stool. What had been told him perked his curiosity and he wanted to see the girl that had been mentioned to him. Before the piss poor so called 'dom' approached her and gave her a bad impression of the scene. He spotted the girl and circled around so she could see him approaching and he wouldn't surprise her. Though that actually didn't go against his personality actually. "Hey there. You look new." He offered a smile as he greeted the woman.
