Lucrum, Rebellion Incarnate

[Lucrum]

DOSSIER: DEMON



”Anarchy for the UK.”

BASIC DETAILS

NAME:
Lucrum Saliva

ALIASES:
Jesus of Suburbia
Billie Rotten
Grand Master Fucknuts
The One True Boogie Man of London
Spit
Ricky Stone

AGE:
Lucrum is older than he'd like to admit by any standard.
Ricky is 18 years old.

APPARENT GENDER:
Male and only male, don't let no fuckin' twat tell y'anythin' else. This goes for the both of 'em.

HOMESPHERE:
Regal Necropolis

PICTURE: DEMON:

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PICTURE: MORTAL:

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PICTURE: RITUALIST

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PERSONAL DETAILS

DEMON DESCRIPTION:
Skin of ash, magnificent, silver hair, a highly soothing voice, curvaceous and beautiful horns... These have been the words used to describe Lucrum's appearance for centuries. As an incubus, while not very noticeable in comparison to his other features, he also sports a long, thin, and spaded tail. His outfit varies in this form (if he even chooses to have one), usually formfitting and incorporating chains in some way, but is always in tones of black and indigo. His body has grown into itself rather well in recent days, as Lucrum finds himself maturing into quite the masterpiece in terms of beauty. All of this coupled with (now) golden eyes and a sharp, toothy smile make Lucrum appear far more grandiose and sophisticated than he truly is on the inside.

MORTAL DESCRIPTION:
Shorter than his demon form, and far less attractive, this form almost seems belittling of his true power when put in comparison. His hair becomes an odd shade of green, his teeth more human-like (except for his upper and bottom canines), and his tail becomes shorter but more bulky. His once beautiful voice even begins to crack and becomes far less appealing to the ears. Even though this would be viewed as lessening his capabilities, he is surprisingly nimble, albeit lazier and far more rude. The clothing he wears in this form tends to be far larger, baggy on his small frame, but still in attempt at mimicking the fashion of his demon form.

PERSONALITY:
No matter the form he's in, there are several things strikingly apparent about Lucrum from spending a simple few minutes with the demon. He's rude, arrogant, slightly prissy, but at the same time a surprisingly successful attention whore. His voice, whether speaking in human or demonic tongue, is a choppy mixture of a roguish British accent, with the style and flare of a diva. He usually tends to hide the more fashionable and elegant side of himself, being slightly embarrassed by it, but it shows through in his choice of wardrobe and movement. Still, he realizes there is no helping his disposition. It's in the markings of an incubus to be glamorous.

When in his unchained form, the demon is far more likely to attempt stealing the spotlight, his ego becoming more and more dominant over his personality. This is due to the effect his change in appearance has on the way he views himself, the opposite coming out when he is in his bold and punk-like mortal form. Some would say he differs enough to appeal to far opposite niches, depending on how he chooses to allow others to view him. He is far more likely to choose his mortal form over his true form because of this, not wanting to be bothered with things he considers trivial, or "a load of bollocks" as he puts it. Lucrum would much rather spend the night drinking and partying than seducing women with a professional air about the task. A guy's gotta have his own fun every now and then.

Nothing much has changed concerning Lucrum's personality. He's still just as confusing in switching between his separate forms. He has begun to grow closer to a select few, however. One particular example being Ana, who he has actually grown fond of to the point that he would rather not see her in harm's way. A high hope has also arisen in him, no matter how pushed back it is by the Behemoth dwelling within:

Lucrum wants to see the Archdemons knocked on their asses. Not just for the sake of anarchy, while that itself is one of his most forward goals. No, he wishes for the underground trade to no longer be restricted. The black market is where a hefty part of his income resides, and there's a lot of decent blokes who have to get down and dirty in there just to survive. Billie Rotten knows something has to change, and that's one of the reasons why he bonded with Ricky.

HISTORY:
In life, Lucrum was a man who spat upon the name of God, cursing those who dared set foot in front of him if they bothered dealing with the divine in any way. That was a long time ago, however, and it's not like he remembers those days anyhow. The only thing he remembers of his origin is waking up in the presence of Beelzebub, cast out in chains and sent to seduce the weak willed into falling deeper into their most gluttonous desires. The job sucked, but, hey, at least he wasn't on constant tabs. The more sheep from the flock he brought closer to becoming hardened souls capable of becoming demons, the happier his boss was, and he still got to do what he liked best. Party.

Centuries of this passed onward, until one day the demon forgot any reasoning, if there was one, for serving Beelzebub. Breaking his ties with the archdemon of gluttony, the chains of his demon form still stained his flesh, but broken now and no longer leading to the grounds of his former master's palace. More often possessing humans only to bring about anarchy and to have his dark fun, Lucrum became obsessed with bringing only his own desires forward. Being hunted by demons, hunters, and the Templar alike, he became much more low key in his treading. His name and likeness could be found spreading far in his possession of humans. Sex Pistols? That was him pulling the strings, bringing the life of Sid Vicious spiraling out of control. Not like the incubus cared what happened to his puppets, he was just there to  party, drink, rock, and fuck, in that order.

Nowadays Lucrum spends his days looking for more lost souls to torment, or please if he so chooses. A life in hiding from most may have its hard times, but the choice to live how he wants is very worth it in his eyes. Who will he tempt next, he wonders? Maybe this druggy lurching down the sidewalk looking for that next big high. Billie Rotten'll be at his service. For a price.

After taking a joyride in an unsuspecting teen's body on New Years, Lucrum had one hell of a party with another demon. The chick knew how to party, that was for sure, but, as deals go, his with the kid he was hitching a ride in kept him from further pursuits. Ricky Stone was under Lucrum's protection as long as he was around, and had to be kept safe. The particular deal Lucrum made with him was a soul-binding ritual of sorts. Now, if Ricky gets killed and the demon could have stopped it in some way... Well, let's just say the human isn't the only one biting the dust in that scenario.

Some time later, Lucrum found himself in a bit of a bind in some black market trades. Domino, a giant, brute of a demon, discovered the incubus had been keeping part of the wares for himself instead of transporting entire shipments and payments. This, of course, got Domino rather steamed. Luckily enough, a demon named Gaius was there to help. Ana was there too, but... She wasn't so much help as she was a cheerleader.

Parting ways with those two, Lucrum eventually used the money he'd earned from taking over Domino's section of the underground trade business to fund a club of sorts. Gambling, drinks, and sex, all on tap? Definitely the life this little guy had always dreamed of making for himself. Still, something seemed a bit off. That something came around full circle when a voice crept inside of Lucrum's skull.

Once again Lucrum found himself fighting alongside Gaius and Ana, as well as a new face. He never caught the bird-man's name, but he didn't really have time to. After taking care of a horde of lesser demons, another came out to play. That is, they would have at least, if they hadn't went and exploded for mysterious reasons. After this, Lucrum decided a nice break would be in order, so he hightailed it out of there and went back home.

His break was short lived, however. Being summoned back to Earth by Ricky, he now faces a bigger threat than he's ever dealt with before. Domino's brother, Vic the Butcher, has it out for the incubus, and Lucrum's going to need help if he wants to keep his head.

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FACTION:
EDEN (Soon enough anyway)

SKILLS:
- Seduction
- Conning
- Capable fighter if angered.

WEAKNESSES:
- When in the same room, or within ten feet outside, of a plant of any sort, his skin begins to molt dangerously, causing immense pain.
- Blessed artifacts such as crosses or holy water can keep him at bay and burn his flesh.
- Items crafted from wood are able to cut him as if they were steel.

COLOURS:
English - Mortal
English - Demonic (Italicized when thinking.)
Latin - When angered, understandable by Humans and Demons alike, ear splitting.
Lucrum calls out all of his attacks in bolded Latin, only fighting when enraged.

TRIVIA:

- If he isn't drunk, best stay the hell away.
- Hangovers are a bitch, aren't they? Well, when Lucrum has one you won't find him in his mortal form.
- Don't make fun of him in any way, unless of course you're lookin' t'pick a fight, mate.
- He only really works out his words and sentence structure when he's trying to seduce people. Other than that, expect a lot of choppy one-liners and verbal pissing.
- He doesn't know it yet, but when he was human, Lucrum was the betrayer of Christ. Judas Iscariot.

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USER DETAILS

ALIAS:
Kenny

OTHER CHARACTERS:
First character.

ROLEPLAY HISTORY:
Longer than Ross. 'nuff said.

FACECLAIM:
Mortal form:

Code:

[b]Ao no Exorcist[/b] :: [b]Amaimon[/b]

Demon form:

Code:

[b]Hunter Bonyun[/b] :: [b]Samael[/b]

CUSTOM RANK:
The Spit Upon God's Feet

[Lazarus Carter]

APPROVED

Oh god, Lucrum would be the patron demon of the eighth cardinal sin of anarchy.

[Lucrum]

Leveled up and ready for review.

[Jinhong Jangmi]

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