ASMODEUS "THOMAS HANLON"

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Your Name: Doom
Requested Character: Asmodeua "Thomas Hanlon"
Appearance:

His appearance depends on what form he's in. In human form, he's handsome, with a smile that sell you a wet cardboard box, slicked back black hair and eyes that can look as comforting as your next door neighbor selling you his old car, as opposed to the high pressure sales world that is the used car business. In this form, he stands 5'8 and weighs roughly 150 lbs. He has no blemishes or marks on his slightly tanned skin. He has perfectly white teeth, he stay clean shaven constantly and he dresses as a salesman should, usually in suits, shirts and ties. He normally wears nice looking watches, but no ring.

In his demon form, he can take many different appearances, but he often caries two walking sticks with him, which he sometimes uses to walk along and guide himself around the world. Being a Prince of Hell, he can take many forms. He most often takes the form of male, but with flames that surround him and glowing red, evil devilish eyes. This form has numerous scars and marking on it and he is not human shaped. Normally he stands something like 10 feet tall, but his size can vary depending on who he's dealing with or talking to, he can manipulate his size to better intimidate them. he also, in this form, has the ability to manipulate his appearance to look frightening beautiful or hauntingly ugly. He just must first discover their sexual desires. he can only switch to this form if his human vessel is sleeping or Incorporated. This is so that ti does not cause harm to the vessel, too much anyway. he rarely switches to this from, but will do so if he feels the conversation or person requires it.

Personality:

In a word, Asmodeus, is a manipulative bastard. He has, and will, manipulate anything and anyone that he can. He loves to play off of others desires, sexual desires that is. In that love of playing games with people he developed a plan and a goal. But this developed took milenia. At first, it was merely a want to cause trouble in the world and basically ruin the lives of as many people as he could. But, as most demons do, he got bored. He is prone to this , especially when things are moving a glacial pace or the people that he manipulates and the trouble that he causes just isn't enough or is too small scale.

But, this is not to say that he can't plan, and scheme,because he can and he's had quite a bit of time to do it, too. It's another strong suit of his and an important facet of his personality. Asmodeus can and does make complex plans and he's a patient sort. Perhaps that's why, despite the many rumors, gossip, and legends about him, he has defied them all and managed to live for as long as he has. For him basic destruction is fun, but more chaotic destruction is more fun. he interacts with others only to get things, and to make deals and wreck other people's lives. he sees little point in long term relationships, but, if someone can manage to not bore him, then the possibility's always there.

History:

- born at virtually the beginning of time.
- for many years until the birth of his son, Asmodeus goes around the earth causing detraction, mayhem, sexual disasters everywhere, and generally fulfilling his role as the prince of Hell. Lived mainly in Hell and only made small ventures up to the mortal world, mostly as an assassin or a Mongul barbarian with Atilla the Hun, whom he admired.
-3180 BC son is born will take on the vessel of Colt Hanlon
-Circa 50 B.C. For the next few centuries, and even mileania, grooms son to be his successor and confidant in his plans, which he formulates. Asmodeus comes up with the brilliant plan, since he is by this point far too bored with causing simple destruction in the world and now seeks to own the entire world...or destroy it. Something that requires years of planning and grooming just the right person, hence the birth of his son. During this time, while his son serves as a Roman General, he serves as a General on the other side, just for kicks. He learns around this time of his son's desire to not be what he planned to be and Asmodeus goes into a rage, advising the barbarians to group together and bring the mighty Roman empire to it's knees. Eventually, they do.

-40 B.C. to 400 A.D. lays lower for a while, scheming. Perodically makes appearances and checks in on his son, though from a great distance at this point. he dares not go too close, because he fears that his song will launch into his own rage and fight him. Asmodeus does not wish to slay his own son, but he will do so if he must. In short, he sulks for a while.

500 A.D. to 1800 A.D. Begins anew with his plans of simple destruction. Has not turned over a new leaf at all, Asmodeus merely had not quite recovered from his sulking period and thus, he goes back to what he knows, causing simple destruction in the world and trying to get over the fact that his son does not love him and that he is a disappointment.

-1801 A.D. to 2010 A.D. Asmodeus forms a new plan. A plan that requires a vessel. He wishes to own the world. Once it is all his, he will set about destroying it as he sees fit, bit by bit piece by piece. he travels around the world, searching for a suitable vessel, but can find none; save for one in Chicago, Illinois Thomas Hanlon, who at the time, is a used car salesman. Asmodeus takes his soul one night and acquires the body.

2010 A.D. to Present Asmodeus, now firmly entrenching himself in the Chicago Community, searches for a new person to include in his plans; a new vessel to beocme his friend and fellow world destroyer. As of yet, he has not found one suitable. he informs his son of his arrival in the community and implores him to take up a family meeker of the vessel he currently has, though the contact is brief and short.

Sample Post:

Asmodeus or "Thomas" as his vessel was called, decided it was time to give the used car business a rest for a day and check on his son Coltan. Due to his feelings, some of love but mostly of dislike and distaste, Asmodeus did not do this often. But, the few times when he did so provided him simply with information, that his son was alive and was relatively stable. His most favored way to appear to his son was not as the mere mortals did it, showing up and knocking on his door with two beers in hand and wanting to talk...that was sooo last century. No,no. He usually showed up as a cat in a basket, with a note that read something like"It's your dad, you better bring me inside and not let my fur get wet in this rain or I will claw out you heart and devour your soul, but replace it with a potato because that seems like a good idea." Yes, suffice to say, they did not get along...at all.

Asmodeus had always dreamed that his son would most gladly help him own the world...or destroy it, one of the two. Sadly, he had not turned out this way. The demon prince always got the sense that his son either hated him or that the dislike was mutual, though he'd never asked him directly.

Thus when Colt took him in, in his cat form, he growled in Infernal, their native language,"You are five hours, thirty two minutes and twelve seconds late. I need to groom myself now. You'll just have to wait while I do so. I swear, you always blame it on traffic, but really Coltan, that should be of no concern to you. You can travel as freely as I do, why not use your abilities to your advantage. So what if you inconvenience some mortal for a while? I am a busy man and I have a schedule, things to do, cars to sell. Surely you have seen my latest ad on the box that shows pictures, the television mortals call it, what do you think?" the cat continued to lick it's paws and any other part of it's body that it could reach. It stared at the boy, the warlock and shook its head in frustration. Asmodeus listened politely to his son's responses, but when he did not like something, he made his cat yowl loudly and hiss and growl.

When the conversation was over, the cat stalked the house and growled,"the least you could do is offer me a bowl of milk and a bed to sleep in. I have not inconvenienced you, I am a guest in your home, you should treat guests with hospitality. Have you learned no manners in your time spent here?" Curling his tail and flicking his ears and it in frustration at the whole mess, "Thomas" the cat made his way over to a corner, curled up, and began to sleep, snoring loudly.

[South]

I love his snark and sliminess and general badassery! We need to do some plotting, because this is wonderful <3