Savides, Blaize M.

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Blaize Mammon Savides



* Can't you hear their souls calling out in their plight
Can't you see their blood is boiling setting them alight
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HEY THERE. THE NAME IS Sinner, AND I AM Nineteen.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT Three or so years
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERS WOULD BE I currently have no other "living" role play characters..

[/color],[/b] Blaize M. Savides
- - - - nicknames, none
- - - - gender, male
- - - - age, closing in on 11,000
- - - - race/level, demon/titan
- - - - [human] side, evil
- - - - sexuality, hetero
- - - - occupation, investment banker, all around sinner and party animal
- - - - wealth class, upper middle class
- - - - describe power, Telekinesis and Pyrokinesis. (Able to start fires and move objects with his mind.)
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[/color],[/b] black
- - - - hair, black
- - - - build, athletic, body builder type
- - - - weight, 235lbs
- - - - height, 6'4"
- - - - fashion sense, Immaculate. Mostly formal, suits and Dexters. Occasionally jeans and tees with Nikes.
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[+] the sound of despair
[+] blood
[+] pain (sadmasochism)
[+] Italian food
[+] drugs
[+] fast cars
[+] money
[+] women (sex)
- - - - loathes,
[-] ignorance
[-] religion
[-] love
[-] angels
- - - - strengths,
[+] intelligent
[+] cunning
[+] cold & calculating
[+] brute strength
- - - - weaknesses,
[-] distrusting
[-] impulsive with money and sex
[-] gambling
[-] greed
- - - - dreams, not very goal orientated, but when he puts his mind to something, his chances of achieving are great.
- - - - fears, when something "scares" him, he usually finds a way to overcome it, no matter what it is. But every rock breaks, no?
- - - - overall personality, Blaize's overall personality is that of a sadomasochist. He loves to inflect and receive pain. Not just in a sexual manner, but in general. It really makes his day if he can make someone cry or crush their spirit so completely you can see the dimness in their eyes.
He has a habit of going through bouts of greed and impulsive behavior. For a while, he'll save all of his money, refusing to spend a dime. Then he'll suddenly blow a large chunk on some marital object or gamble it away. Blaize also indulges in drugs and reckless driving during his impulsive fits. He blames this on being exposed to human nature for far too long.
Somewhere deep in his very black heart, there's still a flicker of human likeness alive in Blaize, allowing him to enjoy the human experience enough for him to want to stay. Though he'll swear to you that once he's met his personal quota of souls, he's done and will return to hell. Where it's always dark and warm.


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The dripping of the faucet finally drove Seth nuts. He climbed out of bed, swiftly moving from the bedroom to the kitchen. Yanking the wrench from the counter, as if it were stuck, he muttered to himself about how he was going to complain to the landlord on Monday. Pulling the cabinet door so hard, the hinges gave way, he cursed for being persuaded by the cheap rent.

"What are you doing?" Came the chime of his lovers voice. "Fixing this goddamned sink!" He hissed and continued to twinker with the pipes. "You'll only make it worse.." Her sing song voice grated against his last nerve, causing him to smash the wrench into the less-sturdy PVC pipe. It exploded, drenching his naked chest in water, poured out from under the sink. Splashed onto the wooden floor and soaking into her slippers.

As he brought his face into view of hers, she had on her "I told you so, why don't you ever listen?" face. Seth smiled his best sheepish grin and crawled slightly towards her. Alison started to laugh then knelt down closer to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. "You're such a klutz." Tousling his already perfectly messy hair she walked to the bathroom to fetch some towels to help him clean up his mess.

Once most of the water was soaked into their few remaining clean towels, Seth danced Alison back to the bedroom. "I'll call the plumber Monday, and the landlord." He promised her as he laid her on the bed. He kissed her pretty face and she sighed her "inner peace" sigh. Seth never understood how she could be so content with living in this dump. So content in loving him. His eyes grew dark, and distant.

"I just am." Alison knew that look well. They had discussed what it meant many times before. Each time it ended with her telling him how he was the best thing to have happened to her. But she didn't feel like going through that again. She pulled him under the covers. Much more interested in showing him.

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