Lucifer "Dionysus" Dalca

Basic

Name: Lucifer Dalca
Origin: N/A
Age: Twenty-Four
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Incubus

Physical Appearance

Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Bright Blue
Skin tone: Fair
Tattoos: None
Body Modifications: 
Piercing: Left Labret, and ears.

Personality

Likes: The City, Company, Meeting new people, Cats, Brunettes, Shiny cars and Rain
Dislike: Cheap people, Prejudice, Fish, Old people, Death, Fighting, Drugs, Couples and Borrowing money.
Fears: Dying.
Weaknesses: Brown hair, and money.

Background

Nationality: N/A

Mother: N/A

Father: N/A

Occupation: Prostitute

Financial Status/Social Class: Low Class / Working Class

Biography: Dionysus never knew his family. He was orphaned at birth on his father's accord, though he wouldn't get to  know anyone in his family until much later in life. He spent the eighteen  years of his life in the confines of an orphanage, instead of out and about like a normal child. He had a decent education, but nothing to do with it. As soon as his eighteenth birthday hit, he was kicked out of the orphanage as if he were never there. 

Being on the streets with no money, food, home, etc. he found himself trying to obtain money through any means. He would occasionally stay with a friend, but other than that he was at a complete loss. Once his nineteenth birthday reared its ugly head, he started up a new profession. This was prostitution.

He became an illegal prostitute, but refused to do any business for pimps or other authority figures. He was a loner, and without anyone to help him, business was slow. After a long while, he was bringing in more customers and had a steady income.

It wasn't much, and he found himself buying things that weren't as necessary to his natural life. He spent most of his money on designer clothes and shoes rather than a new apartment or dinner.

He lived the same life for several years, at which point he found himself growing nothing but pure hate for himself. He fell into a deep depression, and soon found himself drinking... a lot. 

Later, he found his brother at his door step. He "rescued" him, in a way, but his self destructive tendencies didn't cease. He refused any help from him, making sure he knew he did enough. He found love, and gave himself a better life. He still drinks on occasion because of his constant self-loathing.

Lumiere "Chimera" N/A

Basic

Name: Lumiere
Origin: French
Age: Twenty-one
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Human

Physical Appearance

Hair Color: Silver
Eye Color: Right- Yellow, Left- GreenSkin tone: Olive
Tattoos: Three bands around the right arm, heart on the inside of left thigh, snake around his neck, nautical star on his left pec, lion on his left hip, goat on his right hip.
Scars: heart on his right pec
Body Modifications: Burn in the shape of a heart on his left pec, split tongue, slightly pointed ears.
Piercings: Ears (three lobe in both, cartilage (left)), right nipple, navel (three times), back of his neck, tongue, right wrist. 

Personality

Likes: snakes, the company of others, leather, piercings, tattoos, alcohol, and being in charge.
Dislike: uncooperative people, being ignored, suck-ups, overly nice people, those who think they are better than him, addiction and his father.
Fears: Being alone.
Weaknesses: Isolation.

Background

Nationality: French

Mother: He hardly remembers.

Father: Francis N/A

Occupation: Contortionist

Financial Status/Social Class: Working-Class  

Biography: To him, his life was a living hell. His mother was literally a whore. She was impregnated by a cretin, and soon after she left him alone with the man. He was a drunk, and therefore, had close to zero self control. When he was older, he was beat on several occasions. After the beatings, he was either raped, molested, or had alcohol forced down his throat. He was completely terrorized by the man, and tried on all occasions to get out of the house. He learned that he had a bit of a gift. He was naturally flexible, and showed off this talent for money he used for food since his father was completely absorbed in himself. One day, as if by a miracle, someone finally found what was happening in his household. He was removed and his father was placed in jail. He ended up residing in an orphanage, where he met Aime. He felt the need to protect him at all costs, and when it was his time to leave, he refused until they took Aime along too.

He was placed under a sort of apprenticeship of the Circus's contortionist at the time. They introduced him to snakes. He was fascinated, thought when he became eighteen he took over the man's place. He was a little depressed when his almost father-like figure left, and began to drink. He had an enormous feeling of self-hate, thinking he was becoming like his father.

Aime "Spade" Deveraux

Basic

Name: Aime Deveraux
Origin: French
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Undecided
Race: Human

Physical Appearance

Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Hazel
Skin tone: Pale/Pink
Tattoos: None
Scars: Right eye: Missing eyeball, vertical cut, horizontal from the corner
Body Modifications: None
Piercings: Ears

Personality

Likes: Mice (He has one that was a reject of his friend's snake named "Ace".), The color red, cards, spades, peace, promiscuity, and card games. 
Dislikes: blood, sharp objects, pain, judgmental people, people in general, screaming, dark rooms, and arrogance.Fears: blood, screaming, sharp objects, thunderstorms, and pain.Pet-peeves: Being touched; More specifically, on his face.
Weaknesses: His right eye.

Background

Nationality: French

Mother: Aimee Deveraux 

Father: Claude Deveraux

Occupation: Scaler/Card manipulator (circus performer)

Financial Status/Social Class:  Working-Class

Biography: Aimee and Claude Deveraux were a couple that were never known as a pair to give up on something. They were determined to have a child of their own, and after they had been denied by family, friends, doctors, and miscarriages, they never stopped. Finally, after cutting ties with all family and friends, they gave birth to Aime on February 14th. They named him after his mother. For the first eight years of his life, he was raised by his two doting parents. He never had a problem with seeing his extended family as little as he did, and after a while everything just seemed perfect. At the peak of his childhood, things turned for the worst. He was taken from his bed and sat in a chair, forced to watch as two vampired mercilessly murdered his parents for their blood. They then moved on to do the same to him, though dragged on the process, gouging out his right eye. They were were going to move onto the other eye, but he was saved by a one-winged being. He was brought to the hospital, taken care of and was then placed in an orphanage. He was extremely anti-social, and the other children feared him. He spent most of his time staring out the window in his room until one day, he managed to make a friend who was also a little "different". His name was Lumiere.

They remained friends, and when a shady man visited he orphanage, they refused to be taken apart. If it wasn't for Lumiere, Aime would still be stuck in the orphanage.

He was put under the control of a magician, though he failed at the whole illusion concept, so he taught him some simple and complex card tricks so he wouldn't be stuck as a custodian. The magician retired, and he was left to take care of himself. 

Alexander "Sasha" Petrov

Basic

Name: Alexander Petrov
Origin: Russian
Age: Twenty
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Race: Angel

Physical Appearance

Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Left - Red, Right - Green
Skin tone: Pale/Pink
Tattoos: None
Scars: None
Body Modifications: None
Piercings: Ears (Twice Each), Navel

Personality

Likes: Frills, Girls clothing, Dressing up, Circus life, Heights, White, and Pale blue.
Dislikes: Pink (he thinks it looks bad on him), Pants, Shoes, Nets, Mice, Snakes, and bugs.
Fears: Spiders, Snakes, Pretty much any sort of bug, and small spaces.
Pet-peeves: Wrinkles, flat clothing, monotony.
Weaknesses: He has sensitive skin.

Background

Nationality: Russian

Mother: N/A

Father: N/A

Occupation: Tightrope/Trapeze Artist

Financial Status/Social Class: Working-Class 

Biography: Sasha was abandon at birth, like many other of the circus performers. He never knew who his parents were and no one knew where they were. As far as he knew, he didn't have a family. Lucky for him, he was found by one of the female trapeze artists after he was left on the streets while she was visiting her home town in Russia. He was brought up by her, and was ultimately influenced by her. She was very accepting, and he was comfortable calling her mother. She died when he was thirteen after taking a fall during a rehearsal, though that never stopped him. He was put down for a few months, but he applied everything he knew. Since she was such an influence on his life, he began wearing dresses and skirts, taking everything he learned from her into accord. It didn't take much longer for him to develop what most believed to be his new personality. He thought highly of himself and never really let people put him down. He basically believed he could pretty much get anything he wanted, and he continues to act that way today.

Araishi "Nabu" Yamada

 

Basic

Name: Araishi "Nabu" Yamada
Origin: Japanese
Age: Twenty-three
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Human

Physical Appearance

Hair Color: Black/Red - Blond/Black - Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Skin tone: Olive
Tattoos: None
Scars: None
Body Modifications: None
Piercings: Left eyebrow, Ears

Personality

Likes: Cats, Alcohol, Men, Bars, Music, and the Bass
Dislikes: Arrogance, Authority, Nicotine, Pushy People, Mice, the Country, and Country Music.
Fears: Spiders and Being Alone
Pet-peeves: Skanks
Weaknesses: Alcohol

Background

Nationality: Japanese-American

Mother: N/A - Secretary

Father: N/A - CEO of a Trafficking/Shipping Company

Occupation: Bartender

Financial Status/Social Class:Working-Class

Biography: Born in Japan. He was brought to the United States along with his parents when he was about two years old, so he doesn't really remember the move. He's fluent in both languages and spent his life living with his parents in their up-scale apartment in New York City. When he was in highschool, his parents started fighting but never got divorced. He was basically a ball of hate and teenage angst. He learned to play guitar, compose music and eventally started writing his own songs. He joined a band near the end of his Junior year of highschool as a bass player. He formed a bias for the bass and rarely plays the guitar anymore. When they disbanded, it took a hit to his self esteem and gave up on music all together. He moved out and started working as a bartender at a local club. Its a decent paying job. Just enough to afford to live in his one-bedroom apartment and make it by on junkfood.

Jaques Bouvier

Basic

Name: Jaques Bouvier Jr.
Origin: French
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Race: Human

Physical Appearance

Hair Color: Lilac
Eye Color: Purple
Skin tone: Pink/Light
Tattoos: Butterfly; Inside of Right Wrist
Scars: No major ones
Body Modifications: None
Piercings: Ears (Lobes)

Personality

Likes: Butterflies, Purple, Long Hair, The Sky, The Outdoors, Lilacs, Irises.
Dislikes: Arrogance, Authority, His Father, People who belong in a higher social class, Fish.
Fears: Being Alone
Pet-peeves: Tapping Noises, Dropping things
Weaknesses: Being isolated in a room.

Background

Nationality: French-American

Mother: Janey Taylor / Secretary

Father: Jaques Bouvier / CEO

Occupation: Unemployed

Financial Status/Social Class: $500,000+, High-Class

Biography: Jaques was born to his parents on June 5th. His parents were both of high class and were living in France at the time. He grew up there and moved to America around the age of fifteen. He knew both English and French at the time since his parents spoke both languages. The change was easy for him, but he spent most of his time inside being tended to by nannies and private tutors. Both his parents were very busy, which didn't allow for much "family time". The loneliness he felt didn't really bother him until it came time for him to move out. This is when he really figured out how alone he felt and used other people to help comfort him.

For those of you who were wondering...

This blog is a little more of a personal record for me.
I'm planning to keep my original character profiles here for future reference.
Like I said, more for personal use than public.

PLEASE do not steal any of my characters without my permission. Even then, I don't think I'll let you use them.