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Moshe Blackwood

Never let anyone convince you that their way is better than your way. In the end all we have is our hearts??? and our minds. This is the reason why we sing??? this is the reason why we cry??? this is the reason we live

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a character in “Dancing With Forbidden Fire”, as played by Nami L'Chi

Description

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”Never let anyone
convince you that their way is better than your way. In the end all we have is our hearts…
and our minds. This is the reason why we sing… this is the reason why we cry… this is the reason we live”





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Character’s Full Name
Moshe Tallen Alexander Xavier Blackwood

Nicknames
Mosh, Lex, Tal, Sin, Death

Appearance Age
18

Real Age
169

Role
Second Born Blackwood


Likes
∞ cigarettes
∞ liquor
∞ hard rock
∞ tattoos
∞ mirrors
∞ disease
∞ darkness
∞ bass guitar
∞ cemetaries
∞ misery


Dislikes
† doctors
† religion
† rap
† sunlight
† churches
† liver
† squirrils
† soda
† drugs
† cops



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Appearance
Hair:
Moshe's hair is dry and brittle. It's shoulder legnth, and black. sometimes he puts a little gel in it and spikes the back,
but he hardly does this. He prefers to straighten his hair... hence why its so dry.

Eyes:
His eyes are a dark chocolate color, though in sunlight, they look like milk chocolate.

Body/Build:
He has the build of an Emo Kid starving himself.
he dosen't work out as often as he would like, but he works out enough so you can see some form of muscle.

Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
He has tattoos all over his arms and neck. His favorite tattoo however, are the ones on his fingers. When his hands are balled into a fist
they read 'Bang Bang'


Supernatural Abilities
Moshe has the power of disease. He is constantly seen walking around bars and hospitals giving people diseases. He recently came home from a trip to Africa giving disease there.
He's known for giving different forms of cancer, and organ failure. Though he cannot kill anyone, he can only make them sick.
Also can persuade people to do things they normally wouldn't do. Rob stores, Rape, Suicide, and Murder.



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Personality
Moshe absolutly despises going out in the daytime. The only reason he goes out is because he can cause chaos. That is something he's really good at.
Around his family, he's known to be quiet and intelligent. He enjoys rough housing with his brothers, and is the protective one over their youngest sister.
Moshe is a constant liar, and when caught in something that's what he'll do. He's known as the chaotic insane one of the family.



History
Moshe didn't always have both powers. When his family lost against the Davenports, he "sold his soul" to get the power of persuasion. He wasn't about to let his family loose once more.
He dosen't believe in peace, and will be straight up with you when he speaks about how he enjoys war and bloodshed. He was some of the reason so many Jew's died in concentration camps.
He convinced Hitler to start an all out war against them. When asked about why he did what he did he only says, "For the honor of the Blackwoods." Every attempt so far at his schemes have failed.



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He has faith that they can restore the honor of Blackwoods...so he does anything he can for them.He dosen't believe they are demons... Just fallen angels

Fallen Angels-Black Veil Brides
Scream, shout
Scream, shout,
We are the fallen angels

We are the in between, cast down as sons of war
Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we're torn
We won't cause the pain, of living out their law
Take joy in who you are, we know our wings are flawed

We're bored to death in heaven
And down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves

We scream (We scream) we shout (We shout)
We are the fallen angels
We scream (We scream) We shout
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-ohh

To those who sing alone, no need to feel this sorrow,
We scream (We scream) we shout whoa,
We are the fallen angels

Follow the morning star, A light when darkness fell
The passion left unholy, now you find yourself,
We have nowhere to go, no one to wish us well,
A cry to find our home, our stories they will tell

We're bored to death in heaven
And down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves

We scream (We scream) we shout (We shout)
We are the fallen angels
We scream (We scream)
We shout, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-ohh,

To those who sing alone, no need to feel this sorrow,
We scream (We scream) we shout whoa,
We are the fallen angels

[Instrumental]

Scream, shout, we are the fallen angels
Scream, shout, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-ohh

We scream (We scream) we shout (We shout)
We are the fallen angels
We scream (We scream), We shout, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-ohh

To those who sing alone, no need to feel this sorrow,
We scream (We scream) we shout whoa,
We are the fallen angels

We scream, we shout, we are the fallen angels,
We scream, we shout, whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-ohh,
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh
We shout whoa, we are the fallen angels

He loathes Davenports for ruining his family's honor.

This War is Ours-Escape the Fate
We have to find a better way
Out of this tragedy
As the battle rages on
Blood stains the ground we're on
My ears hear only screams
Brave soldiers are dying
One Spartan stands alone and shouts
This war is ours.
This war is ours!

Yes, I will see you
Through the smoke and flames
On the frontlines of war
We have to find a better way
And I will stand my ground until the end
'Til we conquer them all
We have to find a better way

Through the fire and the flames
A sea of dead drives men insane
We are defiant to the call
This is as far as it will go
The battle ends on top of here
This is where we conquer fear
On blackout armed with our swords
This war is ours.
Yeah.
This war is ours!

Yes, I will see you
Through the smoke and flames
On the frontlines of war
We have to find a better way
And I will stand my ground until the end
'Til we conquer them all
We have to find a better way
'Til we conquer them all

Yes, I will lead you.
Through the smoke and flames
On the frontlines of war
And I will stand my ground until the end
'Til we conquer them all.

We will conquer them all
We will conquer them all
We will conquer them all

This war is ours!
Yeah!
This war is ours!

Yes, I will see you
Through the smoke and flames
On the frontlines of war

And I will stand my ground until the end
Till we conquer them all

So I will fight my battle till I fall
And I conquer them all
'Til we conquer them all
(WAR!) [7x]

Go. Yeah.
This is war.
War! [7x]
This is war!

So begins...

Moshe Blackwood's Story

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Character Portrait: Sage Blackwood Character Portrait: Moshe Blackwood
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Sage:

Finishing up a glass of wine he looked at the clock, his parents were away on business, so he was in charge. He didn't feel like causing any problems today, there was no reason to. His mind was elsewhere. He sat on his leather couch in his room and thought about the last ball he went to. Such a beautiful woman he had danced with, and bonded with. Turned out she was the enemy. He grumbled and went to go pour him another glass until he heard a knock on the door. "Yes?" He asked, his mother came in with a smile, "Ma... your supposed to be gone already!" She gave a sheepish smile, "I'm going, just please make sure Moshe doesn't do anything tonight... promise Pudi?" Sage gave a nod and rolled his eyes, "Ma, I'm 275 years old... how much longer are you going to call me by that name?" She gave a playful wink and shut the door. He went back to his drinks as his mind drifted once more to the dancing. "Guess I should start getting ready." He muttered, walking to the door he yelled out of his room, "Mosh! Get yer ass ready for the ball!" Shutting the door he looked through all his clothing. He had to make sure he looked good tonight.Pulling some things out of his closet he threw them on the bed, stripping out of his previous clothing. He looked at his tattoos in the mirror and shook his head. Time to make sure the past does not come back. He though as he threw on his clothes. He gave the wine a quick glance, and shook his head. He was going to dance sober, he needed to make sure he stayed alert. Thirty minutes later he was ready for the ball, he walked out of his room and yelled again, "Mosh! Come on!" There was no response. Irritated Sage stormed up to his brothers room, throwing open the door he saw that it was empty. Really! Of all nights! He mentally yelled at his brother, as he stormed out of the house, making sure to slam the door. He shifted into his kitsune form, bones stretching and shrinking and breaking to fit his fox form. He winced as all four tails grew out at once. Once fully shifted, he sniffed out for his brother, making sure to follow the scent of disease and discord.

Moshe:

He laughed as he strolled into the bar. Tonight he was going to have fun, his parents were out of town, and he knew that Sage wouldn't care. Immediately he saw a man smoking, making a beeline to him, he avoided all the girls staring at him. He knew he was attractive, but he wasn't interested in fooling around with girls... his true love was Sin and Disease. He took a seat next to the smoker and placed his hand on the man's shoulder. "Nice night we have here." He said making some conversation as the seeds of lung cancer slowly traveled all over the man, implanting themselves in the mans lung. The guy looked at him and put out his cigarette. "Best get yer hand offa me ya queer." The smoker warned. Moshe laughed and removed his hands, throwing them up in Mock Surrender. "Yes Sir." He didn't mind the guy calling him a queer... the man was going to die of cancer. He sighed and reached over the bar grabbing his favorite drink. Fireball Whiskey. The barista looked at him and he blew her a kiss. She blushed and gave a friendly wave and motioned for the back room. He nodded, having something in mind for her. Slowly walking away from the bar he made his way to the backroom whiskey bottle still in hand. Lets see...Blue Waffle? Nooo... Herpes? Noo... HIV? He smiled finally coming to the disease he was going to give her. "Well hey there sexy." She purred wrapping her arms around him. He turned around and put his arms around her slender waist. "Kiss me like it was your last day." He purred in her ear. He could hear her heartbeat speeding up as she gave him one look and then pressed her lips against his. He dropped the whiskey bottle and adjusted his hands to where one was holding her head close to his. He forced his tongue to go down her throat, spreading the HIV disease all over her body. She tried pushing away from him, finally realizing he wasn't natural. Bringing his tongue back to normal he pulled away from her and adjusted his leather jacket. She stared at him in horror. "I was born with a long tongue." He says before walking out a smile on his face. The smile quickly turned into a frown as he saw his brothers fox form. He walked outside the bar his brother closely following him.
He could tell Sage was mad, but he didn't see why. "What is your Malfunction Drew?" He hissed as soon as he knew his brother was back in his human form. "The Royal Ball Mosh... you completely forgot about it." Moshe did a mental facepalm and groaned, "That's tonight! Damn..." Sage threw him a mask and grinned, "Looks like your going in there dressed as a rockstar." He smiled back and nodded, "It fits your personality.. careless and reckless." Sage finished. Moshe sulked and got on his bike. "Get on... i'm not walking there." Sage gave a nod and sat on the back of the bike. Moshe didn't even want to attend, but he was going just because he could cause a lot of trouble.

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Character Portrait: Adeline Davenport Character Portrait: Darcy Davenport Character Portrait: Moshe Blackwood Character Portrait: Inessa Blackwood
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Inessa
Inessa raises an eyebrow at the Davenport girl when she turns and throws a wink at her elder sister, the one who currently seems to be occupied with Moshe, who is perhaps the most wild of the Blackwood siblings, and yet has a shy expression which does not suit him at all. It nearly sends shivers down her spine, seeing the second Blackwood child with such a look on his face, and Inessa cannot help but be filled with an inexplicable concern that the nearness of an angel is causing this behavior- or rather, his nearness to a specific angel with whom he has a past. Only when Addie has begun to speak once more does the dark-haired young woman look back at the angel before her, frowning momentarily as she assures herself that Moshe is simply strange. He'll return to his normal self eventually. As though some little angels could make us, the Blackwoods, act in such a way for a longer period of time than the initial moments, she thinks, silently resolving that she will distance herself from the interesting rebel before her, should things get too far. This should be of no concern to her, who naturally distances herself from things once they have grown too close for her taste.

"Follow your mother? Wouldn't that be interesting," Inessa responds, her bemused smirk resurfacing as she looks at the young woman before her, who stops midsentence and begins to stare at the Blackwood daughter with a new sort of intensity. This only leads to the smirk becoming more smug, for the effectiveness of her power on the angel serves to give Inessa the sense of control which she constantly craves. Soon the Davenport girl's lips brush past her own pale cheeks as she murmurs in her ear, the two growing close enough together that they might as well be laying ontop of eachother at this point, though they only sway to the song for the moment. When Addie voices her desire to know Inessa better, the sense of control only increases, although it is paired with a sort of satisfaction that exceeds the normal level when she has gained control over another. Of course, this is probably due to the fact that it is an angel, not a human, who has been affected by her power.

"The feeling is mutual, darling," she whispers mimicking Addie's previous proximity before spinning the girl out and bringing her back in to a dip that doesn't really match the current speed of the music. With the girl supported by her arms for that moment, Inessa is tempted to steal a kiss- and wouldn't that infuriate the Davenports a bit, to know that their youngest child had not only kissed a Blackwood, but the daughter as well? As she has no restraints, no need to stay away from the Davenports, and holds a rather strong desire to mess with the girl before her as thoroughly as possible, Inessa leans in so that her lips just brush past Addie's as she speaks, "But perhaps actions speak louder than words," with that smirk still on her face. She brings Addie back up and spins her back into their initial position, Inessa's eyes glittering with humor.

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