DEMON, nagamasa ★

[NAGAMASA]

[bg=#f2f2f2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center,true][atrb=width,550,true] NAGAMASA; DEMON male - 56 - heterosexual - demon of desperation - west wet lips electroshock lock up the burning heart the flood of tender crazy words spilt like water LET'S HOPE YOU HAVE A PERSONALITY! Nagamasa, demon of desperation, is, of course, desperate; desperate to be the family favourite, desperate to be the smartest; desperate to be the strongest, given such desperation, there is no wonder that the young demon has developed a stubborn desire for perfection, not to mention anxiety and pessimism. Often putting his own needs (well, wants, but to Nagamasa, needs and wants have no difference) before others, Nagamasa is indeed selfish, however, he will not go as far as to use others to his own advantage, rather, he prefers achieving success by his own means; after all, how can his family, particularly Daddy Chaos his father, be proud of him if his accomplishments are not done by his own hands. Despite his desperation, Nagamasa does not cling to any of relatives like an over-starved leech. In fact, he rarely starts any conversations with them, he personally believes that if he is loved, his family will approach him; that there is no need for him to irritate them when he's not wanted. Ironically enough, Nagamasa is quite the possessive demon, with that, he can get terribly jealous as well. Violence, however, will always be his last resort, in his eyes, violence only leads to unnecessary conflict; to prevent this, Nagamasa will keep every thing bottled up, then throw a horrible, horrible tantrum when he's alone, that is no need to worry others with his temper. Can't say he’s forgiving, though, in fact, this demon can hold a grudge for many, many years. In a good mood, however, Nagamasa could as well be labelled the sweetest little boy ever known to man. He's obedient to his family, and always has a number of compliments prepared in his throat for them. He can be quite gullible, though if you smooth his hair and tell him how adorable of a demon he is, he will gladly believe that there's candy in the back of your van. If that doesn't work, his immense curiosity will eventually pull him to you. YOU GOTTA COME FROM SOMEWHERE! Nagamasa was born not long ago - fifty-six years, to be exact. It was not much of a desirable birth with the countless brothers and sisters and in-between siblings running around Hisoka, one can imagine the situation; Nagamasa was put to a side. But the demon of desperation was, well, desperate; he was simply not going to be a forgotten son of Chaos. He would observe his much older siblings; learn, in secret, the same things they learnt; eat, in secret; the same things they ate; even mingle, in secret, with the same humans they mingled with. And whenever they caught him following them, Nagamasa would always bring up a clueless smile and play the dumb baby of the family. After a couple of years, Nagamasa finally stopped; he had gathered enough knowledge to live on his own and achieve success by himself. At age twenty-four, Nagamasa developed certain feelings for an older sister. Whether these feelings were actual romance or just a mutilated form of Oedipus Rex, it did not matter to Nagamasa, he loved her, still loves her, and that was enough to drive him into doing stupid, stupid things. Things like killing, for example. He once overheard a few humans speaking ill of her, and reacted by pulling out their internal organs, taking their silver jewellery, then melting it all into a trident with too large a head and too short a body. Things did not run smoothly, though. The bodies were eventually found (in that moment of blind rage, Nagamasa had forgotten to completely rid of those mortals); people cried, people swore revenge, people started an investigation. Of course, the culprit was never found but somewhere behind the skeletal bars of his ribcage, a deep imprint had been made; he was sick with guilt. Swearing to never commit any act of violence, Nagamasa retreated to an isolated cave; he was running away from humans, escaping from the demons that knew of his crime. From her. It was never confirmed whether the news ever reached his beloved sister or not. There were two - and only two -possibilities, decided Nagamasa after much thought: a) she would be delighted by the murder and thus love him for his greatest regret; or b) she would be disgusted by the murder and thus hate him for eternity. One way or the other, it would be a terrible loss for him. Afraid of loss, he decided to tear himself away from her - in other words, to fall out of love. But it was impossible. The scent of her hair, the aura of her presence had seeped into Nagamasa's senses. She had become the constant in his life. Slowly, grudgingly, he returned from withdrawal, still soaking in guilt, still smitten like ants to a pile of sugar; desperate than ever. The trident he carries with him reminds him daily of his crime; it is the rope that ties him back from violence, the voice telling him that he is much better off trying to earn his father’s favouritism. And that's what he's focusing on now - so long as he can distract himself from that subconscious bloodlust of his, branded on his soul due to genetic demon memory, he will take all the time his near-immortal life can supply him to reach that seemingly impossible goal. IT'S ALL ABOUT THE PAPERWORK! NICKNAME: Qiu, Wind, or Friedrich OTHER ACCOUNTS: N/A FACECLAIM: KATEKYO HITMAN REBORN; 10YO ROKUDO MUKURO YOUR APPLICATION STATUS IS

[risa ∞]

he's so cute. I like little mukuro in general. I'm glad that although he was desperate before, you gave him so much more character depth with the killing of those people who spoke ill of his sister. Not that it's good to kill. But it's also refreshing to see so much inner turmoil in a demon so young.