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Your Name: Rama
Contact:
AIM: r4mapi
Plurk: ramamama

NAME: KALFOUR SAMEDI
HANDLE: restlessMedium
TITLE: Prince of Heart
PLANET: Land of TEMPLES and CROSSROADS
MOON: Derse
AGE: Seven Sweeps
QUIRK:
no punctuation, except the apostrophe between contractions
no caps except c and o
laugh: ahaha~
separates phrases with ~
multiple ~ to indicate stress or enthusiasm
STRIFE SPECIBI: Explosivekind, bladekind
FETCH MODUS: Pandora
RELATIONS:
♢ - Preta
♥ -
♣ -
♠ -
BLOOD COLOR: #6D206E
POWER: n/a
SYMBOL: Waxing crescent moon
LUSUS: Waterbound Slugbeast
Abilities:

He has a fairly intricate knowledge of chemistry, enough to be able to make his own explosives. Due to his title, he is a rather terrifyingly good judge of character, particularly when the things he’s judging are the other person’s weaknesses. He is also a practiced and accomplished liar, to a nigh sociopathic degree. And then of course, he’s got the usual highblood strengths: fast, tough, long lived etc

Personality:

Alright, let’s just get all this out there on the table where everyone can see it. Kalfour is batshit, motherfucking insane. He is the type of highblood who will murder you for kicks and drink your blood in his evening coffee the next day. He is the highblood your lusus warned you about.

He is also timid, awkward, quiet and pacifistic to a fault.

See, the problem with Kalfour is that he’s utterly terrified of himself so he’s compartmentalized the shit out of his own feelings, and locked all the scary bad things away at the back of his mind where they can’t hurt him. Him or anyone else really, because there are some bad bad things all crawling around in there. Most people will never be privy to these things and those that are rarely live to speak of it anyway. Rare exceptions are made for palemates, of course.

The point is, he’s spent sweeps trying to put all that behind him, and so he’s created a role. He plays at the quiet, respectful, reserved lowblood. He does not want trouble, ever, to the point where he will actively seek to avoid it if he can. Really, if it weren’t for Preta, he likely would’ve become a shut-in himself long ago. The world is too big and too unpredictable a place and he just doesn’t trust himself out there, around people who do not think to suspect him. For him, every moment is an exercise in control, keeping his uh… well, worser instincts from overwhelming him. In fact, the only thing he allows himself to indulge in is his obsession with colors which most often translates into his clothing choices. He may try damn hard to be as reclusive as possible, but there is nothing that will keep him away from the most ridiculous outfits he can find.

Over time, he has become an easy liar, and an expert in distraction whether the distraction in question is for himself or for someone maybe asking a few too many uncomfortable questions. He comes across as a deeply selfless individual, always worried about everyone else’s comfort, everyone else’s lives, oh what troubles you, oh how are your quadrants going, and while yes, some of that may be genuine, there is still a pretty significant part of him that only does it to keep attention off of him. He will do anything to keep going along in his charade.

Naturally… this is not entirely healthy!!! So while he tries to get along as his usual careful self, all those nasty things he’s set to one side? Have festered and taken on shapes and personalities of their own. There are a truly countless number of them by now, but the most important are these: Death, an easy spoken, well-dressed subjugglator, and Chaos, a trickster with a mean laugh and a nasty smile. Kalfour is, for the moment, mostly unaware of any of them. He only knows that every time there are gaps in his memory, he often wakes up exactly where he doesn’t want to be. Namely, at the center of quite a lot of bloody trouble.

History:

Living the good life on a beach with his lusus when one day some asshole highblood lost his shit and came storming across the beach to murder the hell out of Kalfour’s lusus. Somewhere in there the highblood blinded him in his left eye, and Kalfour lost his own shit for the first time. Murder happened, Kalfour woke up, freaked out and ran away. And then he went and figured out some probably not entirely logical solutions to the whole I’m A Highblood thing while in a rather hysterical state of mind. Eventually he turned up in Preta’s town hive thing having decided he was going to be a redblood now because that’s definitely how that works.

Luckily, she and her lusus took him in and he’s been pretending to see ghosts for the sake of her adventures ever since. Yayyyy

INTRODUCTION:

Your name is KALFOUR SAMEDI and you are TERRIFIED OF HIGHBLOODS. Okay, no, that is NOT REALLY accurate. You are actually terrified of VIOLENCE and BLOOD IN GENERAL. Because of this, it is QUITE FORTUNATE in your opinion that you are living isolated with only YOUR PRECIOUS MOIRAIL and HER LUSUS who is also SORT OF YOUR LUSUS TOO. It’s a LONG STORY and not one you are PARTICULARLY FOND OF.

Besides! You have lots of OTHER INTERESTS besides avoiding trouble. For instance you REALLY LIKE COLORS, and their VARIOUS APPLICATIONS, particularly in the realm of fashion which you unfortunately have NO EYE FOR at all. This does VERY LITTLE to discourage you however. You also SEE and HUNT GHOSTS because you think it is ONLY RIGHT for the RESTLESS DEAD to be given some little bit of peace in THE AFTERLIFE. You definitely SEE THEM and really wish people wouldn’t question you about your LOWBLOOD RELATED POWERS all the time. IT IS PRETTY RUDE, especially because you are DEFINITELY A LOWBLOOD, even if you do not usually point this out because you DISLIKE CONFLICT SO MUCH.

You are also SOMETHING OF A ROMANTIC and though you are not really interested in anyone yourself, outside your aforementioned moirail, you are ACTIVELY INVESTED in helping people FIND SERENDIPITY for themselves. Assuming they want your advice, of course. You are HARDLY so forward as to give it to them if they DON’T WANT IT.

Your trolltag is restlessMedium and your speech is sOft and warbles COnstantly~but there is definitely nOthing wrOng with yOu~~.