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Michael Custos

Nickname
Mikey

Appears About 14
Age! Almost as old as the world, almost.

Gender Male
5'4"

Sin/Blessing

Personality
whenever Michael wants something, he will not stop until that goal is achieved. He is very untrusting of the princes, as he believes that they should still be kept in hell, or damned even deeper. he hates the idea of the mansion, and always keeps a watchful eye on any of them, making sure that they do not affect any mortals. If there is anything he cannot accept, it is losing somebody, mostly because that he had to take most people to purgatory himself, being the angel of death.

Hobbies
Michael likes skydiving, running, and a fair fight. He has an interest in anthropology, as well military and police exercises. He himself loves watching humans develop new ways of defending themselves and each other, keeping up with new martial arts.

Likes

Banners
Swords
Candles
November 8th
People of all Monotheistic Religions
Selflessness
People standing up for each other
When good people are rewarded
Scales
Dislikes

the Princes
Any fallen angels
Discrimination
Bullying
Selfishness
Injustice
Dragons
Cruelty

Power
Michael has the power of persuasion. He can convince almost anybody to cease what they are doing, and send them on there way. Most find it very difficult to resist his words, as they are powerful, yet soft. They do not take power from anything sexual, or intimidating. They instead use Authority and Boldness to surprise and overwhelm who Michael is talking to.

Side Effects
Michael's power is not perfect, as sometimes when the target of his ability is so encroached by anger, they will instead target him

Weaknesses
If Michael can't talk somebody out of something, he immediately chooses to use force. Unless they submit,(which they usually do) he will not stop his unrelenting assault.

Feelings About The Bonding
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Feelings About Your Partner
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Michael Custos's Story

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#2013-03-14 02:19:25, as written by PulseTrick

Michael sat down with his tray inside of the Fatburger. He was supposed to meet that one here. He surveyed what he had ordered, a medium burger with bacon, a medium chocolate shake, and an order of skinny fries. It was horrible how humans submitted themselves to this, though the fact they survived it was equally amazing.
He took a quick check around the restaurant, not being able to find who he was supposed to be meeting here. He could only guess that this was like a second heaven, or hell rather, for her. Most enthusiasts of the small eatery were heavily goring on themselves, not careful enough to check if what they were doing was wrong. At least everybody was being polite, though they kept to themselves. Somebody had even given a meal to a less fortunate person, which had made him smile.
He turned back to his burger, and after reminding himself that he wasn't human, so nothing could kill him by means of heart attack or food poisoning, he reluctantly took a bite of the burger. It was good. Good enough that he saw why the humans tainted their bodies with such food. He took a napkin too wipe anything off of his mouth, but stopped halfway through. Their was a feeling he had not felt in a long time. He wiped the small bits of burger off of his face, turning to see it.

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#2013-03-14 04:07:48, as written by xxtensionxx

Mammon

Mammon sat in her car, the engine off, for about 25 minutes before finally deciding to go in. She had made sure to get there early, but when she had arrived, she couldn't make herself get out of the car. She was dreading meeting with her bonded partner, but it wasn't so much the what as opposed to the who. She had more then asked around about Michael, and after finding out what she had, she learned that he was stubborn. That would be interesting, considering she was too. Mammon sighed, pulling the keys out of the ignition, and dusting herself off as she stepped out. A few minutes ago, she had seen him walk inside, and from her car, she could see the back of his head as he sat in a booth, so she decided she had kept him waiting long enough. Try to behave, she thought, wiping her face of the clear and heavy smirk it was holding before, and entering the building.

At the first table, she plucked a fry out of an untouched container at a couples table, no protests from them as her apparent glaring had actually been mind altering. She looked at it, about to bite it, then decided not to, dropping it on the ground, and sitting across from the boy, pulling her legs up underneath her, criss cross style. Not saying anything, she began looking into the boy, embracing every feature he had, every aspect of how he looked, the curve in his nose, the prominent cheek bones. Mammon just sat there, embracing him, trying to keep herself distracted from the overbearing amount of food around her. And the whole time, she said nothing.

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#2013-03-15 00:35:22, as written by PulseTrick

It had walked in, daintily and gracefully, he dared not look at her, lest to give any sign of interest. When she sat down, there was a moment where they just sat there, staring at each other. He was waiting for her to make the first move, but to no avail. Might as well break the ice.
"Last time we met I was busy stomping some of your families faces into your house. Long time since then Mammon." He didn't even wait for her reply, he was glad they had been sent here, this was a perfect place for her to snap so he could send her back as well. Might as well decimate the ice if not just break it. "I'm guessing that we're both not happy about the entire bonding thing though." He was trying to be polite to her, it was hard, but at least he wasn't going to get in trouble for it. The fact that he would be having to share a conjoined room with her was absolutely repulsive. Why was he being punished for an eternity of servitude, something he was created to do. The lord was to forgiving this time, and Michael would have his protest. "Can I buy you something to eat? Or do you want to just suffer there."

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#2013-03-15 05:10:49, as written by xxtensionxx

Belphegor

Awoken by the voice of the mortal driver she had hired, Belle's eyes fluttered open, only to be shocked by the sun shining through the window and onto her face. Flipping her sunglasses down, a large sigh emitted from her mouth as she turned towards the door, waiting for her second mortal helper of the day. The door was opened for her, a thick man standing there, then leaning down and picking her up, doing that task he was payed to do. "Where to miss?" He said, his voice low, yet some how pleasing to hear. "The fountain," she mumbled, her body draped over his, her energy completely gone. Lifting her head up slowly, Belle glanced at a biker near her, smirking lightly, and breathing in, energy rushing from his body to hers, as she draped herself back into the mans arms. "We're almost there miss." He said, probably confused as to why he had been hired, though not asking questions. "Uhm who are you here to meet?" He asked, his voice officially confused this time, as Belle lifted her head, seeing who she needed, and motioning for him to put her down. As he did, she handed him a wad of cash, lifting up her glasses to look him straight in the eyes. "When I whistle, you come. Got it?" Her voice, though usually slothlike and quiet, became rough as she gave commands, the man nodding his head, then walking away when Belle twirled around her finger, signaling him to go.

Smoothing her clothing down, Belle walked to the boy she was sent to meet, sitting on the fountain next to him, her sunglasses now concealing her eyes.

"Hello."

Mammon

Mammon stared back as Michaels eyes looked at her, probably searching for an answer she was certainly not going to give, and words she was not going to say. Finally, giving into the hungry silence, the boy spoke up. Horrible way to start, she thought, already dreading however long it was that she was going to have to be pared with him. But, it was like him to start off with a memory that wasn't necessarily good, but at least he acknowledged the fact that neither of them would be happy. As he offered to buy her something, her smirk some how repainted itself on her face, her realizing she no longer wanted food.Instead, she wanted to have done what he didn't want her to, to not give in. She wanted to displease him. She wanted to make him feel bad. And she was going to. because she always got what she wanted.

"No," she said, each word formed perfectly in her colored lips. "Unlike some, I don't succumb to," she paused, glancing at the food infront of him. "That." She finished. "Though I will take a water," she smirked, dimples forming on her cheek at her ability to resist what he so wanted her to want.

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#2013-03-16 20:48:00, as written by PulseTrick

"Though I will take a water."
"I'm guessing you don't take it blessed." He mused with a life-threatening jest.
Good enough, he walked to the counter, got a water, then put it in front of her.
"Interesting, neither of us like this whole binding thing." He took a drink from his milkshake, giving him time to think over his next sentence. "Why you so angry about it? Me I just hate your being, but I should probably find it interesting to see your point of view."
He resumed munching, might as well do something while waiting for her response.

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#2013-03-17 18:52:25, as written by xxtensionxx

Mammon

Rolling her eyes at his comment about blessed water, she stared ahead of her as he got up and went to get her water. When the water was put infront of her, Mammon put her chin into her hand, her head now perfect height to drink, and she bit the straw, drinking water. Curling her lip in disgust as he ate the food, she smirked at his comment. "What makes you think I'm angry" she voiced, blinking slowly. "Maybe it's just that I hate you." she said, smirking more than before, but then wiping her face clean of emotions. The truth was she didn't know why she was so angry. It was obvious that she didn't like him, but it had to be more than that. What makes them so special anyways? she thought, looking closely at him.

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#2013-03-18 06:53:04, as written by PulseTrick

"What makes you think I'm angry" Well, maybe angry wasn't the best word to use. But certainly, that face did not show happiness towards the situation.
"Maybe it's just that I hate you."
"Easily to understand enough. It's not like we, who like water and flames, were meant to coexist." He finished his burger, then wiped his face clean with napkin. "Yet we can both create steam, which quenches you, and leaves me all in a disjointed mess." He smiled as he started on the fries, this could go either way for him. He saw it as a win-win. If she retaliated, he could go on a spree, if this worked out, then the humans would be safe!
"So, where do you stand, still hate me? Or are you willing to make things work?" He threw the half eaten package of fries back onto the tray, and slid a bit more into his seat, reaching for his drink. "Cheers?" He put it forward, inviting her too bump her water against it.

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#2013-03-19 17:22:40, as written by xxtensionxx

Belphegor

Belle's eyes traced the body of the boy infront of her, his body an ever moving form of hyperactive energy. In her mind, she couldn't decide if he was gross, or disgusting. As he introduced himself, she gave him a blank look, not because she didn't like him, but because it was just the look she kept on her face. He was such energy, she could feel it. He was like a magnent to energy, without trying to be. He couldn't create it, as no one can, but his energy seemed to never leave him, reusing its self in a constant circle. It was... incredible, though she would never say it out loud.

Watching him as he formed an ever flowing stream of words, she listened. When he suggested coffee, a sparkle lit up in her eyes, the knowledge of getting coffee overwhelming her sloth-like ness. When he turned around to ask her a question, she grabbed his arm, her hands light and feather like, and pulled herself up, using him to balance her, then started walking as well, her steps heavy, and long, but slow. She heard his question, millions of answers hitting her mind at the same time, almost all sarcastic and cynical, though she wasn't planning on saying any of them. Mumbling a simple, "Yes," she glanced at him, waiting for him to catch up to her, though she didn't smile to him. He would have to earn that.

Mammon

Mammon listened to what he said, and as he spoke his idea of a comparison to her, she couldn't help but disagree. Strongly. She watched his mouth as he hate, both intrigued and disgusted by the way he ate. As he put his cup forward, she smirked, raising hers, but before clinking them together, she spoke. "I think we're more like fire and wood." She said, though she didn't explain the comparison, that was for him to figure out. She bonked her cup against his, taking a sip, then setting it down on the table.

Her comparison was simple really. Without each other, they were each powerful, strong tools. But with each other, one's power would burn, and hers would grown. Stronger and stronger, until eventually she needed more wood, or it burnt out, and died. She knew her comparison was better, as most things she said were, but she wouldn't say that. She didn't want to cause a huge fight. At least, not yet.

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#2013-03-24 05:18:22, as written by PulseTrick

Michael checked his watch. It would probably be a good time to go to the mansion now.
"Anything else you want to tell me?" He threw everything onto his tray as he was done, and shifted around in his seat. "If so we can stay and chat, or go leave so we can have the little family reunion." He slicked his hair back, then leaned back as he let it fall forward, and spring back into it's former place. He looked around, and saw that they were the only ones left. Perhaps it looked to some as if they were on a date, as he did find a group of teens scowling at him, whether they were jealous of him or Mammon was unsure. He turned back to face her. She was very Beautiful, but then again, she was supposed to be. The other princes were probably good looking as well. It seemed that there wasn't an ethereal body that wasn't very good looking. There was never an ugly one, in terms of appearances. Perhaps that was because none of them, whether Archangel or Prince, wanted to be looked down on, no matter how much higher they were above anybody else.

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#2013-04-02 00:48:12, as written by xxtensionxx

Mammon

Her eyes watched the boys figure, each motion he made interesting to her. He seemed to simply move differently. She smirked when he asked if she had anything to tell him. Her head shook, as she stood up. Mammon say his eyes meet a group of teenagers looking at them with distaste, and she grinned. She considered using her power to fill them with a need for something ridiculous, until she realized she already felt an extreme wanting radiating from them. Interesting, she thought, her mind fluttering for ways that she could upset them further. She wanted to upset them, to feel power of being in more of an important place than them. They all seemed to yearn for a relationship, or to be on a date, the boys with her and girls with Michael. That's when she realized they thought they were on a date. Gross, she thought, though she still wanted to upset them.

Standing quickly, she made her way around the table, stopping at the side of Michael. She put her hand out to help him up, her facial expression changing from pure hatred to a look of admirence, smiling seeming from being close to him, but in reality, from the want radiating off the teens. It is the strongest emotion, she thought.

Belphegor

Though she didn't smile, Belle's face lit up slightly at his laugh. It was one of the things about her that she was liking, against her will. She walked with him, her steps seemingly light and graceful as almost everything she did was. A slightly smug look fit itself to her eyes as he asked her name, and though she knew he knew it, she muttered a soft, "Belphegor, and you?" because she was polite. She nodded at his mention of knowing a great coffee spot, extremely excited on the inside. Coffee gave her energy without the need of draining it. She noticed the way Jeg walked, as it was more of a prance than anything, and was slightly entertained, so much so, that the walk seemed very short.

As they entered, a pleasant feeling grew over Belle. The smell of coffee filled her being as she followed Jeg to the counter, hearing him order, and quickly thinking what she wanted. As he turned to her, she spoke. "A five shot large expresso." And though as she spoke, she acted like this was completely normal, it was probably the strangest thing the barista had had to prepare, Expresso shots were normally doubles, and in small cups as not many could take them along with a large amount of coffee. But not Belle. On an average day, she could take multiples of these, and still feel tired.

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Michael Custos

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