How quickly they do sell their souls
For the feast and the promise of gold

An ancient demon, name known as legend, Calcifer spends the majority of their time in the human world making devilish deals to drag humans into the eternal torture of Hell. But when they return, their time is spent playing buddy-buddy with Lucifer, pestering overlords, or damning sinners to an everlasting life of servitude.

BIO

Basics

Name: Lord Calcifer
Real Name: Rory Blackwood
Aliases: Lord of Fire, The Red King
Nicknames: Cal, Callie, Pyro, Calci, FoxyGender: Usually presents male (he/him), but is, in fact, genderfluid. (any pronouns)
Sexual orientation: Pansexual and polyamorousSpecies: Fox demon
Subspecies: Fire demonDOB: Early 1100
DOD: Early 1100 (died age 28)
Due to his age, it is common that he is
referred to as a Hellborn demon. Most have
forgotten that he was once human.Occupation: DealmakerKnown languages: Scottish Gaelic (and other Celtic languages),
Enochian, (Ancient) Abyssal, Latin, Japanese
and nearly every other language.

Appearance

Hair/fur: Being a traditional red fox, the demon sports ginger and cream colored fur in the traditional patterning.
Eyes: Black sclera, red irises with a golden ring. Diamond-shaped pupils restrict into slits when irritated, aggressive, or hungry.
Height: 7' 9" (236 cm)
Weight: ~140 lbs (63.5 kg)
Scars: He has a distinct scar running from his chin up to his lip on his right side. He also has a piece taken out of his right ear. His back is covered in long, deep scars, all sensitive and painful to the touch. He claims they were from the hellhounds.
Clothing: Calcifer is always dressed formally or provocatively, and nearly always in a dark red suit. Despite their appearance, he doesn't wear gloves on his hands: they are charred black, red, and yellow.
Accessories: He often has his golden phoenix staff with him. He can make it disappear if he needs both his hands.

FULL DEMON INFOCalcifer's full demon form is catastrophic. Being immensely powerful, and literally the Father of Hellfire, his full form stands about 30 ft. tall. His body resembles a fox, though his form is made of fire, protected by a black exoskeleton. This form is so hot and uncontrollable, that it can turn lead and steel into liquid in just a matter of moments, and anyone who isn't fire-proof nearby will die an agonizing death. Furthermore, his body consumes an OUTRAGEOUS amount of oxygen in this form, littering the air with ash for miles around, and making it practically unbreathable, even if not in his direct vicinity. Wrath controls his actions, and no one is safe from his fury. Perhaps not even his loved ones.

Personality

For the most part, Calcifer has a playful, flirty demeanor, often trying to seduce other demons for his own amusement and prank or trick others for fun. These pranks can range from absolutely harmless to incredibly lethal, simply depending on his mood. Many of the things he does for amusement goes beyond just him: Lucifer, Cuerade, and many of the royal or overlord demons who know him and are fond of him also enjoy his sadistic and teasing tendencies, most of which make for a good show.Calcifer despises humans, and because of his age and hatred, he's often confused for a hellborn. He certainly won't correct that assumption. It's because of his hatred that he drags humans into hell with his twisted, one-sided, and often forced deals. He wants to watch people suffer.Furthermore, his humanity has all but vanished. His real name is unknown to all but Lucifer, and it will remain that way, as Lucifer, himself, dares not to speak it, simply not wanting to provoke the wrath of an old friend; Calcifer does not like being reminded of what he once was. His past life isn't something he likes to talk about, and even mentioning what one knows (if anything, as that information is hard to obtain) could result in casualties.Calcifer is a sadomasochist. He will happily dish out pain, and he will take it with a smile. Even wounds caused by angelic weapons do little to get a negative reaction, nor will they slow him down in a fight.The fire demon is also a cannibal, and he will happily tear into victims with his teeth and choke down a lump of flesh if he so desires. Most of the time, he keeps his cannibalistic desires under control by drinking demon blood (generally procured through deals or demons that he's captured), but when provoked or angered, anything goes.It's hard to say if Calcifer truly cares for anyone past himself, save for one person: Sasha, the whore of Babylon, and his first friend in the afterlife. He respects Lucifer, and he's rather close with him, even to the point of getting in petty fistfights. At the very least, his "friends" entertain him.

Assorted Info

Abilities:Pyrokinesis
Calcifer can create and manipulate fire, even in damp conditions.Teleportation
He can teleport anywhere in Hell or in the human world unless it's warded off to him.Apportation
Calcifer can apport lower-tier beings to him, as long as they aren't warded against him. He cannot apport angels, gods, or royals.Low-tier Immortality
It takes a lot of angel metal to bring him down. A few stabs or bullets will not cut it. He is an old and powerful demon. He cannot be exorcised when possessing a human, as he will bind himself to the body he's possessing with powerful magic. If the spell keeping him bound is broken, he is vulnerable to exorcism.Low-tier Omnipotence
Calcifer can sense things most demons can't, such as age, power, feelings, and even intentions. He can tell when there are demons nearby, even if they aren't in his vision.Telekinesis
He can move heavy objects and lower-tier beings with his mind.Telepathy
He can read lower-tier beings' minds and talk to them via telepathy.Demonic possession
Calcifer can possess an un-warded human without permission. This is how he makes contracts in the human world: wearing someone else's skin.Shapeshifting
Calcifer is genderfluid for both personal and business reasons: they have both a male and female form for their demonic ventures, even when roaming the human world.Low-tier Power Negation
He can negate lower beings' powers when they're close to him via touch. This can erase previous ongoing effects, as well as prevent new ones until Calcifer releases them.Dream Walking
He has the ability to enter both human and demon dreams, although he rarely uses this.Spell Casting
Being a former witch, he knows several spells, some of which he created himself.Electrokinesis
Calcifer can affect electronics near him, much like a ghost or poltergeist. Lights may flicker, radios and TVs may turn to static, cell signals may vanish. He usually only uses this ability in the human world.Low-tier Mental Projection
He can project images, scenes, and even memories into both higher and lower beings' minds for a short period of time.Torture
He's very experienced with torture and has creative ideas when it comes to torture. Being a sadist, he will often torture his victims and enemies for a long while before killing them. He's even been known to eat demons alive.Low-tier Regeneration
Calcifer can heal his wounds rather quickly on his own body, or even a borrowed/stolen one in the human world. Angel weaponry will affect his rate of healing, and the more wounds he has, the longer it takes for him to heal.Low-tier Invulnerability
Many telekinetic and telepathic attacks have little to no effect on him.Expert Hand-to-hand FighterStaff Expert
Calcifer is very well-trained with his staff, and it makes him rather deadly, even without his powers.Supernatural Strength
He possesses an incredible amount of strength, even though he looks lanky. A punch from Calicfer could easily send a demon flying.Supernatural Endurance
Calcifer does not tire easily. He often goes weeks without sleep and only does sleep when his powers need rest. Fights, excessive healing, or not drinking enough blood/eating demon flesh will tire him out more quickly.Powerful Aura
Most demons can sense just how powerful he is, as can nature. Flowers will bend and wilt if he gets too close, leaves may die and fall, and animals (save for cats) seem to know better than to stick around him. He may conceal his aura with magic, but oftentimes, people can sense he's approaching before they ever lay eyes on him.Illusion Magix
The vulpine is versed in deception; illusion magic is a must. He can create animals, people, and scenes that can last a few minutes or even a few hours. Minor illusions may even last days or weeks.A musical urge...
Calcifer seems to possess an innate ability for music, allowing them to learn instruments with ease and even burst into improvised song.

FlawsHydrophobia
Calcifer is terrified of water, as conditions that are too wet make it impossible to maintain a flame. While he can fight hand-to-hand, not having the comfort of his magic leaves him feeling helpless. He will avoid going out in the rain at all costs, and being splashed with water upsets him greatly, often leading to spilled blood. It also seems to do some sort of damage...Water also revives unpleasant memories.Cynophobia
Calcifer was killed by hellhounds and dragged into Hell. Because of this, dogs barking will set his fur on edge, activating his fight instinct. He tends to automatically hate canine-like demons, and they will find it much harder to get on his good side.When to stop?
Cal frequently crosses lines and boundaries with his teasing and pranks, getting under demons' skin. He makes enemies and starts fights easily.Actively Unprotected
He could easily have Lucifer's protection from exterminations, but Calcifer enjoys the fight. He's taken down thousands of angels in his afterlife, and he plans to continue doing so for the thrill.MARKED BY CHAOS
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PreferencesLikes: FIRE, heat, alcohol, cigarettes, tea/coffee, bitter/sour things, playfulness, jokes, cats (particularly black ones), blood/flesh, fighting, murder, Lucifer, being evil (he takes pride in being a scumbag), being recognized, making contracts, and small amounts of sweets and candyDislikes: HUMANS, dampness/wetness, overly sweet things, being disrespected, canine-like demonsFears: WATER, DOGS/WOLVESAdmires: Lucifer, boldness, sadism, wrath, power

FavoritesColor: RedDrink (alcoholic): Straight bourbonTea: Earl Grey

Relationships

DISCLAIMER: If the roleplayer playing any of these characters feels uncomfortable or wants a different relationship, consider this null and void.The Whore of Babylon; Sasha/Belial
Obsession or love? either way, he's been heads over heels for 900 years, and they are now married and have a child.The God of Chaos; Eris
Though Eris has been meddling from the beginning unbeknownst to Cal, the god is one of the few that have stuck by him for so long. After centuries of Eris's abuse and manipulation, Calcifer is hesitant to trust anyone else. For his safety and theirs.The Lightbringer; Lucifer Morningstar
Though Calcifer has a great amount of respect and admiration for the fallen angel, he holds a grudge against him and his wife, Lilith, for imprisoning Sasha.The First Woman; Lilith Morningstar
Their relationship has always been strained. Calcifer never liked Lilith, as it was her order that got Sasha locked up, however, they tolerate each other due to Calcifer's close relationship with Charlie.A Passionate Princess; Charlotte Morningstar
Having lost his own child, once Lucifer introduced him to baby Charlie, he was hooked. Close with Lucifer at the time, he was named her godfather (haha), and had a hand in raising her and keeping her safe in her younger years. She calls him "Uncle Cal", and he calls her "Little Lottie". Little Lottie said... am I fonder of chocolates, or of charms, or of cherries?
Though they aren't as close as they used to be, Calcifer still supports her from afar. He may not believe what she is doing is possible... but he wants her to succeed nonetheless.The Lustful Prince; Asmodeus
Calcifer had a bad run-in with the prince from the moment they met, uninterested and unresponsive; this led to some pranks being played and a rivalry beginning. As time has gone by, the rivalry grew into a mutual yearning, leaving their relationship... confused.

Background

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A lot of information is left out for roleplay purposesIn life:Born in Scotland, Calcifer made a deal with a demon early on in life to acquire magical powers, forced to fend for himself on the streets as a child. Over the years, he honed these powers to perfection, finding himself becoming a pyromaniac and a witch at heart.His village conducted a witch hunt in his late twenties, and he and his family were accused of witchcraft.The village attempted to burn Calcifer at the stake, but he, instead, managed to escape: but it meant nothing, as he was chased down by hellhounds, his time up as stated by the contract he made.In Hell:Calcifer arrived as a powerful demon already, magic honed from many years of experience as a human.Not even a full minute in Hell, and he'd already stumbled upon his future best friend, lover, and daresay soulmate.Literally falling on her, Calcifer met Sasha, who quickly tried to eat him for using her as a landing pad.But something stopped her. The moment he gave her his name, the electricity in the air vanished, and she took him under her wing, teaching him how to survive and gain power.He quickly rose through ranks, taking down bigger and badder demons, eventually finding himself catching Lucifer's eye.Amusing to the royal, Calcifer was kept around mostly because he was entertaining and good company.Over time, Sasha and Calcifer's relationship developed into something... difficult. He loved her: something he thought he couldn't do after his tragic end. But she was fleeting. Her focus remained on the on something invisible. Something lost.Calcifer, admittedly jealous, forced his attention on his past: he wanted revenge. And he expressed to Sasha that he needed to return to the human world to get it.Inclined to fulfill his request for help getting there, Sasha managed to open a portal for him, and he returned to the human world to destroy the village that took his everything. But... she never opened the portal for his return.Years passed, and Calcifer began making deals to acquire more power, needing to return to Hell. And when he finally did, he'd learned his best friend and part-time lover had been locked away for her uncontainable rage. Silently, the fox seethed, but he kept his usual demeanor up around the royals.In his spare time, he began looking for a way to break the seal on Sasha's cage, discovering it would take much more power for him to do so.Fueled by his growing hatred for humans and the love for Sasha, he focused solely on gaining power.And it would take him hundreds of years to acquire the power necessary to break those seals.In and out of Hell, thousands of contracts made, only recently had he succeeded, keeping his success quiet, not even telling Sasha, herself, that he was the one who had released her.

Misc Info

— Calcifer seemingly does not have a shadow... and as such, is completely unaffected by shadow magic.— In order to clean himself, seeing as he can't use water, he bathes himself in literal flames, killing bacteria and filth from his skin far more efficiently than water ever could.— He smells like a warm campfire, with an almost mild cinnamon scent.— Calcifer physically can NOT satisfy his hunger; this is one of his many punishments.— Though he rarely allows people to see the scars on his back, touching them can trigger his memory projection; a very dangerous thing.— Calcifer may deny it all he wants, but he truly is an alcoholic like his father.— He may put up a confident front, but his opinion of himself is much lower than one would expect. He struggles with mental illness and blames himself for it.— Speaking of mental illness, Calcifer has undiagnosed PTSD, ADHD, and Histrionic Personality Disorder. Possibly Borderline Personality Disorder.— Cal has mastered several instruments, his favorites being the piano, the cello, and the guitar.— Truly a showman and a musician at heart; he loves musicals, writes his own songs, and fits rather perfectly into a musical cartoon world...— He has a male lean, however, his symptoms of PTSD are frequently exacerbated by male partners.— An expert, old-world herbalist, Calcifer knows practically everything there is to know — and more.— He collects said herbs for potions.— Calcifer rarely grants wishes. If he does, they almost always have an ironic and sadistic twist. For example, taking an offered love potion will make the person you want to fall in love with you. But they will kill themselves and you in the process, whether from smothering, stress, exhaustion, etc... Sadistic irony is his favorite punishment.— As a cannibal, he can't digest regular food. He can suck on suckers, but just about anything else will make him sick. Drinks are an exception.— His favorite "luxury" food is angel wings. Preferably fresh off the angel.— Calcifer's view towards fire is almost like the flame is his child. He loves fire, truly, and to put out flames near him is... quite an insult.— Technology is not his friend. He doesn't own anything more complicated than LED lights.— Save for a single red, vintage sports car from the '60s. The license plate reads "0foxgiven"— No, Calcifer doesn't know how to drive. His personal assistant, Alice, drives him around, if need be.— Cal detests being compared to overlords and royalty; he is neither. He wants nothing to do with the hierarchy of Hell.— Calcifer is THE crossroads demon. Being one of the few contractors that can visit the human world, he does plenty of meddling.— Because of this, he likely has the most (or damn close) contracts in Hell.— Calcifer has a circle of 5 powerful peacekeeper demons under his command, which keep his contracts under control.— His lover is Eris, the god of chaos. His wife is Sasha, the Whore of Babylon. And yes, he is polyamorous by nature.— Calcifer greatly enjoys old poetry.— Cal has a very large love for plants... but due to the corruption of his soul, and the heat of his heart, plants wilt if he touches them.— He still keeps many plants around his home; Alice tends to them.— Calcifer has a black cat familiar named Vincent; there is more to this cat than meets the eye, and there is a cruel story behind the feline's curse.— Calcifer returns to Scotland once a year, and only once a year, generally just after his unbirthday.— Speaking of — Calcifer DOESN'T celebrate his birthday (March 24th), but rather, the day he fell to Hell and was "reborn" (February 14th).— Calcifer is a dilf. (:— Cal will hide in his tail when he is stressed or scared.

Enji

This section contains spoilers for character events. Proceed at your own risk.

Art belongs to Katy Lipscomb

Basics

Appearance

Personality

Assorted Info

The Legend of Enji

You were created in a flash- a glorious display of light and energy.“Who am I? What is my purpose?” Simple questions to begin with as you toyed with atoms, playing with them like a toddler would with building blocks.Hydrogen became your favorite, and you quickly found its reactions to be the most exciting.You were created before time, and eons easily passed at a blink of an eye: but a moment of your lifespan.You learned to create stars- to make them explode- to burn worlds- to create cosmic events that most couldn’t even conceive of… but your life was lonely. You had yet to meet one of your own kind… whatever it was. And you had yet to meet any other life.That was until you found Earth: the supreme being’s little project. You had yet to actually meet him… you discovered your role in this universe on your own, guided by no one.You watched its surface burn… cool, impact- you watched as the moon was formed- watched as asteroids brought water to this barren planet’s surface- watched as… life began to bloom.And you fell immediately and irrevocably in love.You created islands with fiery volcanoes, burned tainted plants, and brought heat to the Earth’s surface to continue to watch life grow.As life evolved, your world became a little less lonely. New gods began to appear. Ones of life, ones of death, ones of nature, ones of earth…And you gave yourself a name, no longer wandering alone amongst your own creation: Enji.Over the eons, you would have many names. But those who truly knew you knew that Enji was your true name.You gave yourself a form: animalistic, as was your true nature. You were wild. Untameable. You demanded respect. And if you didn’t get it, your fire would destroy those lacking.You took the form of the modern-day red fox, searching through time to find what truly fit you. Playful trickster, beautiful and wild, you kept that form for eons, while other gods took on… different forms, akin to the hairless apes that emerged.You didn’t like them from the beginning. Something about them screamed “danger”. They were violent, savage creatures, and you could do nothing but watch as they evolved…And then God came unto you and demanded that you share your fire with man. Immediately, you refused, claiming they were vicious enough as it was. Your fire was destructive. Deadly.And so began a lifelong battle with the supreme being: one you couldn’t win.Defeated, your fire was taken, given to these creatures you so despised, and you were thrown into a cage to rot.And earth froze while you were away, many forms of life being extinguished under thick blankets of snow and ice.You don’t know how long you were locked away. Thousands of years felt like minutes, and time didn’t exist within the void you were trapped in. All you could do was amass power to escape.You honed your powers, focused them… and freed yourself.But the Earth you left behind had changed so drastically. These “humans”, as they were called, built civilizations. Created languages. And you grew to detest them even further. You watched as they hunted animals to extinction- watched as they used your fire to destroy instead of create- watched them kill one another over greed and power.Wrath grew thick inside you, overtaking the love that had once been.You wanted revenge.And you waged war on the supreme being.It didn’t end as you wanted it to. You grossly underestimated his power (and, perhaps, overestimated your own), and you were sealed into Hell, stripped of your godly status, and demoted to a mere demon, at least in words.There, you met the fallen archangel: Lucifer.In a vast void, not unlike the prison you’d been confined to in your previous years, you created a world out of nothing with his help. You built the foundations of the rings, created the fire and brimstone- the building blocks of this eternal torment, and you vowed allegiance to the bitter being that would rule over it all.And, in its creation, you disturbed a very powerful god. The god of that endless, inky void.A fight was inevitable, but you were prepared. With the power of the very cosmos, you sealed the god away, practically unscathed in a fearsome battle.And so began your confinement… or so it was told. You refused to stay bound, and you found many ways to return to Earth, even if it was only temporary.You caused great disasters- tore apart civilizations- burned away life. So focused on your wrath, it mattered little to you anymore. With the humans alive, nothing did.But too much meddling would attract God’s attention once more, and you found yourself unwilling to wage yet another war with him.So you would surface- make deals with humans to damn them into eternal torment. You would kill, destroy, and doom thousands.Your wrath would ebb, however, as your focuses turned in a different direction, caught by a creation of Hell’s own.Her name was Sasha. In English, of course. You understood her ancient name, but she chooses to go by that now. And she was the Whore of Babylon.Call it bewitchment, call it seduction, label her a succubus… but, in the end, you fell.Her charm, her attitude, her strength was like no other, and you couldn’t help but admire her.It was because of her that you took on a more humanoid form, although you kept your vulpine features. You stood from four paws onto two, simply so you could hold her in your arms.And she loved you back. You couldn’t understand why, but you were happy, nonetheless.But it wasn’t enough. Not for you. And not for her, in your eyes. She deserved more.She deserved to see life, as it was. She deserved to see the green grass of earth- the cold oceans- the wild animals that played in the clearings. She deserved blue skies and fresh air…And so you built your power once again.More powerful than you had ever been, you visited the supreme being once more, demanding that Earth was to become yours: without you, it would have died. You created its sun- its islands- its heat- you were responsible for that sustenance, and you deserved to call it your own.But God laughed in your face. To think a demon could demand anything from him.But you surprised him with your power. Caught him off guard. And you fought with all your might.You may have won that fight had things gone just a bit differently. If there were fewer angels to distract you, or the archangels and seraphims had been busy elsewhere.But in the end, you had been defeated for the third time.And God wasn’t letting you walk away: not again.You were stripped of your immortality and shoved into a mortal body… and then killed.But as long as a flame burns within the universe… you will exist.And so you began your new life as Rory Blackwood… unaware of the dormant power inside of you.