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ABOUT Age: 16 years old Height/Build: 6'4" // Lean Hair Color/Eye Color: Dark Brown // Blue Notable Traits: He has a Cajun accent that gets more noticeable when he gets angry...? Other than that, there's nothing to say here. He seems like a perfectly normal teenage boy. He has three notable scars— one above left eyebrow from a fight, one on his hand, and one gunshot scar in his left shoulder. • As of Day 206, he has a large, nasty scar on his chest (from Mira's trauma game). • As of Day 216, he has a tattoo of a tree sapling on his upper left arm. Abilities: He can control fire, raise the dead, fly, teleport, has perspicacity, the ability to see the future (poorly), his own version of a Jedi Mind Trick, and a bunch of stuff he doesn't know yet. About: Catholic teen who also happens to be a demon of ultimate evil. Well, half-demon. PERMISSIONS
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This is the ability to create fire out of thin air and control it. Well... for some degree of the word "control". While he can use it of his own volition, if he isn't careful with his temper, he can accidentally set fires. Oops.
( But you better hurry or you’ll be late for homeroom again. )
( So how long does it usually take to get over a broken heart? )
( I’m going to learn to talk to fabric. Wow. Awesome power there, Grim. Just what I always wanted to do. Can’t wait to get started. Point me to a comforter. )
( You will destroy the world. )
This is a basic skill— how to fend off attacks and protect himself. He learned this through school fights, lessons from Bubba, and having to fight off demons.
( Still. Who paid that for a chandelier? )
( He was Death, and he’d ridden in on a pale horse… )
( I am Nicholas Ambrosius Gautier. And I was conceived in violence to fight violence. )
( The one sent to kill you. )
( To infinity, then. )
This is the kind of very basic sword-fighting ability you get when you're an ADHD teenage boy being taught in the span of a year by your super-hot girlfriend, your demon bodyguard, and— very briefly— a guy who may or may not be the son of Lucifer how to use a sword.
( You’re yammering too much, and don’t talk about beds or she might think you’re inviting her to something that might offend her, or get you slapped. )
( I'd kill for Nintendo. )
( Cars!! )
