Hellhound
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"Let them call it mischief: When it is past and prospered it will be virtue." -
Got a Hellhound on my trail;
Devil Dogs locked on my scent;
Hear the barkin' and yowlin'
Still runnin but my energy's spent.
Got a monkey on my back,
damn thing stranglin' my soul
my skins crawlin, liver aching
self abuse done took its toll
Bill collectors keep callin'
dialin me up in real time
debt for ill spent life past due
bro won't spare a damn dime.
ol' sun did rise this mornin'
Lord gave me one more day
to see the light, set things right
before he takes me away.
Sick and tired of sick and tired
can't play this tune no more
take one step to a brand new life
before I knock on heavens door.
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[NAME] Malcolm
[ALIAS] Mac (Primarily), Mal, Macky,
[PRONOUNCIATION] Mal-com
[MILESTONE] Unknown
[DATE OF BIRTH] Unknown
[ASTROLOGICAL] Unknown
[SEX|GENDER] Male ♂ Cisgendered
[SPECIES] Hellhound
[ALIGNMENT] Chaotic Neutral
[ELEMENT] Fire
[HANDEDNESS] Ambidextrous
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[NATIONALITY] Irish
[OCCUPATION] "Bounty Hunter"
[STATUS]Uncommitted
[ORIENTATION] Bisexual
[POSITION] Dominant (Usually)
[PARENTS] None
[SIBLINGS] Other hellhounds?
[OFFSPRING] Not applicable
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[TITLE] Text Here[HEIGHT] 6'0" Head to Toe
[WEIGHT] 155lbs
[COMPLEXION] Fair
[PHYSIQUE] Lean, Toned
[TATTOOS] Arms
[PIERCINGS] Right Ear
[FACECLAIM] Colin O'Donoghue
[VOICECLAIM] Colin O'Donoghue
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‣ Personality. He is the quiet stalker like a shadow creeping down the street. His smile holds an allure that simply cannot be explained but that harmless appearance is simply an act. Ruthless and sadistic are better descriptions for the cackling hellfiend. He will come in and he will blend in with ease despite the odd assortment of quirks that accompany his seemingly mellow and fun mood. Any softness is not readily offered to those he comes across.
‣ Hobbies. Playing cards, collecting coins, drinking, hunting humans usually
‣ Quirks. He will often immitate other people/mimic them when he explains something someone else said, talks with his hands a lot, will either stare directly at someone when they are speaking without looking away (Creepy) or stare off into the distance (Unattentive), Carries a golden coin in his pocket, growls under his breath in warning when he is displeased, Invades personal space a lot, sniffs people at times without being discreet. He uses crude language a lot.
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‣ When he first appeared in the mortal world, he surfaced in Ireland where he lurked about for a while. He grew attached to the accent and has carried it ever since even if he hasn't been back there in a long time. He is perfectly capable of picking up any accent and interpreting/exercising any language whether written, spoken or read.
‣ While he has a fondness for the South, Las Vegas is where he has the most fun. Malcolm has found endless trouble in his ability to play cards that the number of games he has lost can be counted on his hand. He usually walks out winning regardless of how his opponents take to losing to someone like him. He has been kicked out of casinos and has a fair addiction to gambling even if he rarely loses anything.
‣ In a sense he is a bounty hunter but of the much darker sort. He does not go out hunting those who are wanted to bring them back to face the law. He goes out to bring back their head and collect their soul; those that 'contract' him know full-well what they are asking for. This is where he got the name Macbeth--for his ruthlessness in handling his bounties. Rumor has it he consumes their flesh which is more truth than fiction as he is a carnivore.
‣ He loves children despite the fact that it doesn't make an ounce of sense, he cannot harm children and will protect them at all costs. When he is near a dying child, it overwhelms him so he stays away preferring not to see what becomes of the child's soul since he cannot harvest it for hell and it is too pure to encase in his own jewel.
‣ He prefers not to use weapons or tools on a hunt since his body is built for the chase and his physical strength exceeds that which is expected. He is however very skilled with swords and daggers but heavily avoids firearms.
‣It may sound noble but the people that Macbeth grazes and collects the souls of for his own gain are usually murderers, rapists, anyone that truly deserves to be snatched up and tormented. He rarely strikes out against an innocent unless they severely piss him off. Just because someone is an asshole though, it does not necessarily mean he will kill them.
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[HEIGHT] 4'5"
[WEIGHT] 300lbs
[LENGTH] 9'0"[PHYSIQUE] Tall, Lean, Toned
[COLOR] Noir
[MARKINGS] Silver[SCARS] None
[EXTRAS] Horns, Chains, Fire
[DIET] Carnivore 100%
‣ He has 5 eyes, 4 red 1 silver; 2 on each side and 1 on his forehead. The eye on his forehead gives him access to a person's mind when the victim's eyes are drawn to it. He will immediately feed on their fear and make them see their worst nightmares all around them. If being chased down by a massive dog isn't bad enough, now the victim fends off their fears as if they were real. The eye aides him in playing the role of a reaper by seeing a person's 'clock' which allows him to collect their souls a lot more easily.
‣ He wears a jewel around his neck at the end of a chain that houses the souls he collects. These are not the souls he harvests for Hell but rather his own doing.
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