Welcome to SU: Legacy, a next-gen Supernatural RP that takes place in the year 2040. The Men of Letters has expanded to include three base locations across the continental US. Angels and demons have gone mostly dormant but there are still supernatural evils lurking in the shadows. The legacies could use your help. Are you in?
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Full Name: Mattaki “Matt” Dazuzum Preferred Name or Nickname:Malphas, Matt Original/Canon:Original Character Age:How old is your character? 5012 Years old Date of Birth:July 8, 3000 BC Main Character Classification: Demon Character Type:White-Eyed Demon Power(s):Telepathy and telekinesis, Superhuman strength and enhanced endurance, Seeing Reapers, Resurrection if a deal is made, telekinesis capable of destroying objects, can 'zap' to locations, immunity to holy water and salt, knows the Angel exorcism Sexuality:Straight Side:Evil Hometown:Mesopotamia Current Residence:Wanders the world
Eye Color: Brown Hair Color: Dark brown Height: 178 cm Body Type:Slim Distinguishing Marks: None Tattoos and Piercings: None Vehicle (if you wish): A somehow always sparkling Harley-Davidson motorcycle.
Personal Style (write a short paragraph):
Malphas prefer to dress up. If for no other reason than to demonstrate his obvious superiority over most living (and unliving) brings. For being born in the ancient civilization of Mesopotamia, he has evolved his style to suit the times. And to suit the times he has suited up. Most commonly seen in some sort of business attire, generally leaving the suit jacket open with his hands in his pockets strolling down the street. Drawing the attention of the opposite sex is merely a bonus, it makes it much easier to gather allies when they have already decided that you are attractive.
Likes (3 at least): Ancient Architecture Demons Old Fashioned Warfare Making deals that will assist him in the future Pottery Dislikes (3 at least): Modern Combat Angels Heaven Religious Humans Strengths (3 at least): Intelligent Persuasive Sadistic An excellent potter Weaknesses (3 at least): Arrogant Mentally shuts down when a plan falls apart Easily Frustrated Fears: Allowing Hell to be breached by Heaven again Failing his self-given mission to build a Hell on Earth Biggest Secret(s): Was a student of Alistair once he became 'Picasso with a Razor'. He will never admit this, but Alistair 'experimented' upon his body, causing his current sadistic streak that might come close to putting Alistair to shame. He is also a master at pottery
Personality (write a decent paragraph):
Mattaki is the civil engineer, siege tactician, interrogator and all around smart guy/asshole of Hell. Anyone who refuses to acknowledge Mattaki's superiority will find themselves on one of his tables being experimented upon, much like Alistair did to him. Small sleights to his colossal ego are repaid with incredible overkill, be it torture, absolute crushing of their will or killing their friends and family one at a time in an incredibly gory fashion. He may not act outwardly enraged, but his wrath is certain. Even if you manage to leave the conversation unharmed.
Mattaki uses his confidence to enthrall those who he finds useful. After all, people are attracted to those with charisma. For a demon, Mattaki is rather friendly (on the outside, anyway). He will even act friendly towards hunters, misleading them with statements about his origins, mission, current dealings and identity.
Family and Friends:His family and friends have died thousands of years ago. In fact, he tortured some of them in Hell, becoming some of his entourage.
Enemies and Rivals:The Winchesters – Mattaki wanted Alistair's head on a stick himself. He is more than a little angry that two humans have beaten him to his revenge.
History:
Born during the Jemdet Nasr period of Medopotamia, Mattaki's options were limited. In the extreme. That early in history, not very much was going on. There weren't many genocidal campaigns being waged across the globe, populations were not going extinct at the rate that anyone would notice, and Mesopotamia was known for its pottery.
So that is how he got his start, as a potter's apprentice when he was quite young. Quickly he became very good at the trade, creating great works of art that would be preserved for millenia until discovery by archaeologists. In life, Mattaki was unremarkable aside from his works of art.
It was when he died that things became interesting. As I'm sure that you know, God isn't too keen on letting people into Heaven who worship the wrong gods. Mesopotamia, being a polytheistic society, was almost entirely damned. So, as Mattaki finished one final work of art and set it on its shelf, he dropped dead, his life complete.
Being rather stunned to be in a large line of people who were all unfamiliar with him was quite the shock. Finally, as the line progressed, he reached his judge. He pleaded and begged, but nothing would sway him. Mattaki was banished to Hell for eternity. An eternity of torture, he thought. For what? Failing to praise a god that he didn't even know existed?
This god didn't deserve to be worshiped.
His time in Hell was... well, Hell. Despite what he will tell you, Mattaki did not last long in the Pit. His humanity drained away as he was unaccustomed to the incredible pain he was being subjected to. Sooner rather than later, Mattaki became a demon.
Through a whole hell of a lot of brown nosing, Mattaki met and convinced Alistair to take him on as a student. This did not go exactly as he planned, as Mattaki was tortured by Alistair for longer than he anticipated. Once Alistair became enamored with new toys, and leaving him alone, Mattaki knew what he could do to a body in Hell. As a final 'screw you' to Alistair, he began research and eventually learned the Angel exorcism ritual.
Being done with torture for the time, he became fascinated with Hell's fortifications. Its wards and battlements meant to repel invaders. Of course, the only people stupid enough to come to Hell and invade it were Angels. Mattaki liked Hell, so he became involved with maintaining it's fortifications and wards, eventually becoming overseer of construction and demolition. Once he felt he had sufficiently fortified Hell, he turned his gaze upwards to Earth.
Possessing a rather attractive body, he made his way through almost every single siege battle in history. He played both sides, attackers and defenders. He would infiltrate a castle and assist them with preparing defenses, only to defect to the enemy army and see if he could overwhelm his own machinations. Time after time, he found only he could outsmart himself.
That all changed when Dean Winchester came to Hell. He had heard of these boys, Hunters through the family and a royal pain in their ass. Of course, Alistair spent all of his time with Dean, not even letting Mattaki make a small incision. “Let the master work.” he would continue to tell him, enraging the siege master.
When Heaven laid siege to Hell, Mattaki strode upon the field of battle, confident that his defenses would hold off the Angelic assault. He laid low many angels, sending them back to Heaven, but his defenses fell. He stood there, stunned as the Angels walked brazenly past his now crushed walls and ruined wards. Unable to move until the Angels had left Hell with Dean, he came to his senses enraged.
Now, bearing a white hot hatred for Angels, Heaven and the humans who revere them, he wanders the earth. Seeking allies, crushing his enemies and always on the hunt for the Winchesters. Alistair was his to kill, and he will have his revenge. Be it on Earth or in Hell. Castiel also has a special place in Mattaki's heart, for being the one who pulled Dean out. He can't wait to have Castiel under his knife.
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Meeting with a Hunter to do business was always risky business. Well, at least for normal demons it was. Malphas was far from normal, or so he liked to believe. Ancient beyond a time most mortal's care about and a former student of Alistair. Time, training and experience had molded Malphas, the demon formerly known as Mattaki in Mesopotamia to an ideal killing machine. His strength being the least of his new powers.
The restaurant was fairly crowded by time he had arrived. He wanted to give the Hunter ample time to prepare any traps that she would want to spring. He assumed that she would exchange his water glass with holy water and perhaps salt the appetizer. A devil's trap? No, not expected. It would take far too long to set up in a crowd. Too suspicious.
She would play directly into the tactician's hands.
Striding in confidently, he noticed her right away. Her worn out attire was a dead giveaway in the upscale establishment, like a laser target guiding Malphas to her doom.
As she opened her mouth to invite him to sit down, he sat himself. No need to wait for the permission of a Hunter to do what he wanted.
“So, I hear you have information that I need?”
Need. Oh how he loved that word. Hunters used it so carefully in his experience. Desperate, this is what she was. Of course, he knew of the demon that killed her family. This Hunter was as green as grass. Just under a year by his estimate. Malphas knew what she wanted, the information to track down and kill the demon.
Fortunately for him, he was the one who sent the insignificant black eye to massacre her brother, sisters and parents. Of course he was going to sacrifice its location in order to get what he wants.
“Oh yes, I absolutely do.” He relaxed in his chair, comfortable in his superiority, resting one arm on the table, tempting her to test him. She didn't dissapoint.
By 'accident' she knocked over her glass, full of holy water. Her glass was a surprise, he expected it to be in his. All the same, he was beyond that. You don't hunt a bison with birdshot and you don't harm a demon as powerful as Malphas with holy water. She seemed calm already, which worked in his favour.
“I have one condition, though.”
“Anything.”
That was fast, he pegged her as desperate, but not stupid. Such a shame. He had hoped this would be fun.
“I will give you the demon's location. In exchange, I want you to find me Sam and Dean Winchester, as well as their Angel friend Castiel.” He paused for a moment, she was about to accept his deal before he stopped her by raising his hand.
“And one more thing.”
“Yes?”
“If you do not deliver to me information regarding the Winchester boys' location as well as Castiel's, I will take your soul to the Pit and rend you into thousands of pieces for eternity.” His eyes rolled back, revealing the milky whites of his eyes.
The green hunter needed to suppress a scream, both mental and physical. One the one hand, she wanted desperately to have revenge, on the other hand, she would be working for a demon.
“If you do not accept, I will ensure that the demon that killed your family lives like royalty, safe from any Hunter or Angel.”
She had no choice. Revenge is a powerful motivator.
I, Malphas, have read the SITE PLOT and RULES and hereby agree to follow them, and stay true to the guidelines set by the site staff and to the ideals set in Supernatural.
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