name > aodh species > cosmic horror draconic entity age > primordial
marital status > single, perpetually seeking his mate sexuality > pansexual
eyes > dark crimson red hair > black height > malleable, but 7'2"+ in a humanoid form
abilities > aodh is capable of shapeshifting into different forms, outside of his original one as a freakin' large ass space horror dragon. in recent times, he tends to roam around in a quasi-humanoid form. he is an immortal being with absolute control over matter and an innate proclivity for chaos and destruction. but he can be reasonable.
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ALTERNATE IDENTITY ▪ eme devin LOCATION ▪ neo tokyo OCCUPATION ▪ archivist at an art museum
CODNAME ▪ draconic TEAM ▪ brimstone HOUSING ▪ 014
PERSONAL ITEM ▪ a pair of red earrings background >one who manifested without a name and without a soul, aodh is a ravenous and destructive entity that has traversed the span of the universe since the dawn of the first light. a pitch black draconic being with crimson red eyes, he has adopted many names and forms throughout his lifetime, in hopes of seeking that of which rightfully belongs to him — a companion and a mate. yet no matter how many planets he has overturned or how long he has searched, his other half continues to elude him.
flickering hope came in the shape of a small green and blue planet, where creatures of a similar kin to him coexisted with a multitude of other species. so, he stayed and he learned their languages and immersed himself in their cultures. he integrated himself with various beings on this earth, yet despite his efforts, his mate was not found.
seeking respite from this endless search, he fell into a deep slumber for millenniums, until he was awoken once more by the violent throes of a war between his lesser kins and those who sought to eradicate them. enraged, he arose to help them, only to find that he was already too late. the last of the dragons on earth fell to the innovations of mankind and, along with them, the mythical and otherworldly shrouded themselves in fear. but that was the way of the world, was it not? only the strong survives, while the weak gets swept away by the tides of time.
now awakened, he began his search once more. he abandoned the earth to continue his journey across time and space, leaving behind only the fading whispers of his eventual return — a legend, a plague, a promise. permission >
BACKTAG ✔ THREADHOP ✔ OFFENSIVE TOPICS ✔ ▪ ideally, i prefer to discuss darker/more sensitive lines beforehand. he isn't very sfw, so if that isn't your cup of tea, then don't hesitate to let me know.
PHYSICAL CONTACT ✔ ROMANCE ✘/✔ SMUT ✔ ▪ no promises on a sweet romance. he can be possessive, obsessive and needy but in all the wrong ways.
FIGHT ✘/✔ INJURE ✔ KILL ✔ ▪ i'm not too huge on combat threads, unless they're essential for moving a plot along. he can be both injured and/or killed, but he can't permanently die. |