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Damien Azazel

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a character in “Blood Moon: A Supernatural Apocalypse”, originally authored by Gentlemiss, as played by RolePlayGateway


Damien Eldritch Azazel


"My actions can be described like air, usdf."

Damien Eldritch Azazel

Theme Song
Narwhals, narwhals, swimming in the ocean, causing a commotion, cause they're so awesome.

Cassie - Everyone calls her this.
Cas - Only her brother is allowed to call her this, if anyone else does, she will be quick to put them in their place.




Damien's primary mode of living is focused internally, where he takes things in primarily via intuition. His secondary mode is external, where he deals with things according to how he feels about them, or how they fit with his personal value system. You could call him the "mature" one, depending on his mood. He is rather complex, a highly intuitive individual. Artistic and creative, he lives in a world of hidden meanings and possibilities.

Damien places great importance on having things orderly and systematic in his outer world. He puts a lot of energy into identifying the best system for getting things done. On the other hand, he operates within himself on an intuitive basis which is entirely spontaneous. He knows things intuitively, without being able to pinpoint why, and without detailed knowledge of the subject at hand. He is usually right though, and he usually knows it. Consequently, he puts a tremendous amount of faith into his instincts and intuitions. This is something of a conflict between the inner and outer worlds, and may result in him not being as organized as others tend to be. Or we may see some signs of disarray in an otherwise orderly tendency, such as a consistently messy car.

He has an uncanny insight into people and situations. He gets "feelings" about things and intuitively understands them. This is the sort of thing that other people may scorn and scoff at, and he himself does not really understand his intuition at a level which can be verbalized. Consequently, he is protective of his inner self, sharing only what he chooses to share and when he chooses to share it. He is a deep, complex individual, who is quite private and typically difficult to understand. He holds back most of himself, and can be secretive. He has a tendency to be stubborn and to ignore other people's opinions. Life is not necessarily easy for the boy, but he is capable of great depth of feeling and personal achievement.


โœ” Night time.
โœ” Reading.
โœ” Horses.
โœ” Her brother.
โœ” Writing.
โœ” Playing guitar.
โœ” Having fun.
โœ” Getting into trouble.

โœ˜ Bright lights.
โœ˜ Day time.
โœ˜ Sleeping.
โœ˜ Being bossed around.
โœ˜ Females.
โœ˜ Arrogance.
โœ˜ Being bothered.

โ™ฏ Falling in love.
โ™ฏ Never falling in love.
โ™ฏ Being hated.

โ™ฏ Falling in love.
โ™ฏ Never falling in love.
โ™ฏ Being hated.


Cassandra never really got along with her parents. Every day, it was constant fighting, there was probably not a single dinner that didn't end in Cassie running off to her room. She would only come out when her brother came and found her, and that was probably one of the things that made his and her relationship the way it is today. Any time a boy broke her heart, or she needed someone, he was there for her. And she lovingly repaid him but bringing fun into his life, as she often got the two of them into trouble.

The first time he called her Cas, she was angry. Cassie was always her nickname, and she didn't want another one. But after awhile of him continuously calling her it, she grew to like "Cas". Though after a previous boyfriend picked it up, and then cheated on her, she was quick to make sure everyone knew that only her brother could call her it. She is very rebellious, and hardly ever listens to what other people tell her, especially since the death of her brother. This causes her relationships with others, especially her parents, to be very strained.

So begins...

Damien Azazel's Story


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Damien Azazel Character Portrait: Jessamine Deveroux Character Portrait: Arrow Ford Character Portrait: Alyssia Grace Barakel Character Portrait: Darcy Millington Character Portrait: Albert van der Kneer
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Jessamine stood in her small dorm, her fingers wrapped around a pencil as it etched her mind's latest child on to the pages of a recycled paper journal.

"If no evil be nigh, To thwart you out of spite," Jessamine recited.
"And if you know the very words, to cast a spell of might." She said with a gentle smile on her tawny brown lips. "you get upon the thistledown and if the breeze is right." She looked up and out the window as the sun set just under the horzion, allowing the moon to begin to rise. "You sail away to Faerieland along this track of light."

Just as the moon rose up, it was as if the gods bleed, and the white orb that was the moon was stained red.

With that Jessamine felt her body shake and she knew a panic attack was coming on but no, it was only Arrow. Jessamine took a deep breath, trying to calm herself before a panic attack did occur. That was the last thing they needed at this point. The world literally went to Hell, Demons....Actually Demon were trying to kill them, and the last thing she wanted or needed was to be stopped dead by one of her debilitating panic attacks.

"We need to run, We have to run now." Arrow urged and Jessamine nodded, she gathered her satchel and looked around herself. Trees surrounded them and apart of her felt safe but she knew the trees couldn't protect her or any of them if the demons attacks. She looked and found the boys groggily waking up, Arrow in a bit of a fright but that wouldn't last, She was probably the strongest of them, Her name was Arrow for God's sake, and Alyssia...Jessamine frowned when she didn't see her but sighed when she saw her standing guard around them.

Jessamine was grateful to them all, but she couldn't help feeling like the weak link, the one that was going to get them all killed. She was weak, Her panic attacks were going to get them killed if it happened at the wrong time. She could only hold them back for so long, her attacks, and certain things, certain triggers, like blood or a dead body would send her into a fit immediately.

It's how they found her in the first place. All alone, breathing heavily, her caramel colored face ashen, her eyes wide, clutching her chest, standing over the mutilated bodies of her roommates.

She took a breath now, just thinking about it made her antsy.

Atleast now they knew the signs. She'd get antsy, start moving around too much, if she were standing, she'd shift from foot to foot, if she were sitting, usually her legs were crossed, so she'd cross and uncross her legs. She'd tug on her clothes, grind her teeth, and start to sweat. Any of those were clear signs, that a panic attack was coming on. Thankfully, they also knew how to calm her down as well, One of them, usually one of the guys, would let her play in their hair, it was a comfort thing, as odd as it was. She used to play in her father's hair before he died. She'd twist a lock of hair between her fingers while her arms were wrapped around somone. The Guys were quick to volunteer for that job when things were calm. In bad situations -which was most of the time, she just needed someone's hand, it didn't calm her down all the way but it would be enough to keep her tethered to the situation at hand.

It was a lot to deal with for them, she felt like a burdon but she was too afraid to go off on her own. She didn't want to die alone....but she didn't want them to die with her either.

She pulled her dagger from her thigh holster, she wasn't very good with it but atleast she had one.

"What happened, Arrow?" She whispered. " What's going on?"