[n a m e] Lux Ferdinánd, [a g e // d o b] • 389 years of age, o October 18th. [g e n d e r // s e x u a l i t y] • Male, o Homosexual. [h e i g h t // w e i g h t] • 6'5", o 195"lbs. [s p e c i e s] Hellhound, [j o b] • Bounty Hunter, o This means he ususaly works for crossroads dealers, and collects the debt of souls other's try to swindle there way out of. Though honestly he'd go after just about anything he was told to. [p e r s o n a l i t y] As his reputation precedes him, usually. He's quite the 'big bad' of the demon-world, and would as soon tear your heart out as offer you a crossroads deal. He always has a motive behind everything that he does. Lux is patient, at times, when his goal is big enough, though incredibly short-tempered. However he is not as rash as one might assume. He's not loyal, not even in the slightest. Lux is snarky and has quite a mouth on him, even with whoever his master would be. He's got no moral standing, and really doesn't care if he hurts someone, but he will play the part if it betters his gain. It's all about his own needs, it always has been. The Seven Deadly Sins are his bread and butter, and Lux looks forward to defiling anything considered Holy, just for kicks. He hold grudges like no one else. And rules with an iron fist and doesn't tolerate failure. When on the 'chase' or 'hunt' he never lets up, though he will stop for the occasional sexual encounter or smoke break. Those are two of his vices after all. Not that you can really have a vice in the underworld, everything bad ends up being good here, and the only thing that isn't really 'good' about him even here is his schizophrenia, and while it's still fairly mild now, it's gradually gotten worse, and made it somewhat harder to find work, or a master. [l i k e s // d i s l i k e s] o bitter foods, o sexual encounters, o the thrill of the 'hunt' or the 'chase', o men, o he's cannibalistic so flesh, o punk rock music. • seeing things, • sweet foods, • holy relics, • women, • rats {oddly enough anything resembling a rat freaks him out}, • having his tail stepped on, it happens quite often. [h i s t o r y] he's nothing special, honestly he's just your run of the mill hellhound, he wasn't born bigger and stronger then the rest, and if anything he was more of the 'runt' of the litter, though he is tall and lanky, more so than most, and his tail was longer than most that had ever graced the underworld, but other than that, honestly, he was never anything special. his folks were middle class, and often he found himself bullied, and as he grew older, he took to trying harder than anyone he'd ever seen at least, to prove himself, when it came to doing what his kind was good at. hunting and chasing for others, like the dog beasts they were. hellhounds age much slower, and even now, he's in what humans would consider there early twenties, even though really he's hitting age 389. he hasn't seen his parents or other brothers and sisters since he hit the age where your supposed to find someone to make a contract with. really he hasn't kept a master for very long, and he's sure he'll loose the one he has now.