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The Deceiver

A god, lord, monster, nightmare, chaos, paradox...he is your pain, your every desire, your worst fear, your greatest pleasure, your savior and your greatest enemy. You haven't seen evil until you've seen The Deceiver. [Rated M]

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Sonata

Description

Stats.//
Real Name: Lan Adli Validus
Nickname: Lan, Adli, Validus
Alias: Enigma/Monster
Age: Time has no bounds on this creature
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Profession: Deceiver
Hobby: Sex, torture, masochism, sadism, eating, mind-fucking.

Gender: Male
Race: Nightmare
Sub-Race: God
Strengths: Immunity, illusions, telekinesis, telepathy, mind-fucks, alteration,
levitation, phasing, imbuing terror, pleasure, and lust, hypnosis, possession,
imbuing cancerous [metaphor] infections, rapid regeneration, corruption,
shapeshifting, takes pleasure in pain, comes and goes as he pleases,
and having no morals.
Weaknesses: None

Height: 6'4" (varies)
Weight: varies
Build: Solid
Hair: Silver, feathery, silky, and short.
Eyes
-Shift One - Anger - black, pupils shrunk and glowing a crimson red
-Shift Two - Deception - Sapphire, crisp, clear, quenching
-Shift Three - Lust - Burning white
Skin: Smooth and creamy
Handedness: Ambidextrous

Scars: None
Tattoos: Vary

Basic Description: An ominous creature that bears an eerie allure. You know
he's evil but for some odd reason, you can't resist his attraction and your curiosity.
Disabilities: Superiority Complex/ God Complex

Primary Outfit: In the image.
Secondary Outfit: Varies.
Occasion Specific Outfit: Varies.
Location Specific Outfit: Varies.

Most Prized Possession (Material Value): Amoena
Most Prized Possession (Emotional Value): His Bitten

Personality

Likes: Sex, torture, masochism, sadism, eating, mind-fucking.
Dislikes: Rebellion and things that die too quickly.
Goals: None
Life's Ambition ( Single greatest goal ): Endless Pleasure
Fears: None
Crippling Fear ( Single Biggest Fear): None
Least Outspoken About: Himself.
Most Outspoken About: What he does and what he is.
Vernacular: Varies.
Mannerisms: Vicious, flirt, sometimes lazy, sadist, masochist, silver tongue, dominating, does not play nice, does not share, and is always the predator.
Psychological Condition: Superiority Complex/ God Complex
Aptitudes: His Strengths.
Superstitions: None.
Morals: Has none.
Positive Characteristics: Depends on what his victims think.
Negative Characteristics: Depends on what his victims think.

Relationships: None
Family: None
Relatives: None
Friends: None
Acquaintances: His Bitten
Rivals: None
Social Pressures/Problems: Getting aroused and not knowing how to hide it
Other Pressures/Problems: Making the next move
General Public Behaviour: Superiority Complex, god complex, and frightening.

Catchphrase: Varies
Favorite Sayings: "Do you need anything?" "I am your everything." "What do you got to lose?"
Quote: Pending
General Philosophy: Existence is what you make of it.

Theme songs
▪ Tainted Love - Marlyn Manson
▪ Closer - Nine Inch Nails
▪ Eat You Alive - Limp Biskit
▪ Almost Easy - Avenged Sevenfold
▪ Personal Jesus - Marilyn Manson/Depeche Mode
▪ I'm Back - Dope

Equipment

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Summary of Abilities

▪Illusions
▪Telekinesis
▪Telepathy
▪Mind Control
▪Alter Gravity
▪Rapid Regeneration
▪Hypnosis
▪Enhanced physical abilities
▪Fear
▪Mind Block
▪Cancer
▪Possession
▪Come and go as he pleases
▪Inanimate object manipulation

The Bitten

▪¤§äĸųřå¤ ▪ەMąŗîŝђąە ▪Lorali_Bardwell
▪ξlίsαвεтн ▪Amoena ▪Angela_Cruz
▪Şöłèïļ-Μäũ ▪Eriŋ ▪Maeve
▪Messhi ▪Nataisha ▪Leighton
▪--Scooti-- ▪Μέґґιςκ¤ØґιġøΜǻłι
▪SerenitysFury ▪Letari
▪Ғαbιєηηє ▪Sagira
▪opнэlia(ορhεlία) ▪Abigale_Smythe
▪диgιз ▪Pennie

History

I do not own any of these pictures. They belong to the artists whom made them; however, they are used to portray an idea of what this character resembles. Please, do not steal my imagery.

Typist's Note: This character is 100% evil, and when I say evil, your character is always at risk of death when he or she role plays with this character. I play my character to his true potential. His actions "in character" are in no relation to my own "out of character." He is a character created for the sole purpose of role play, so do not merge the differences between IC and OOC. I do not care if he just killed your character or ate him or her, you were warned if you had read this profile. To summarize this paragraph, you have a choice to role play with this character or you can avoid him completely. It is your choice and in this excerpt of his profile, realize the risks.

As his name says, he is a deceiver and rarely takes on his true form. He uses possessed humans called puppets (or dolls) to test the waters, see how a place is, and to lure victims to him. He lures victims by charm and false-trust. The term, "Bitten" is referred to those who have become of use to him, and those he has decided to keep alive in service to him. They are not technically slaves for they have more freedom than the definition of slave allows, however, the bitten will obey him when the time comes.

This character is not made for TB (or T1). Because of his philosophy and prowess, I would never permit it. He would win based on his god-like creation, so I warn you not to challenge him outright without letting me know beforehand. We may be able to plan something that may save your character. I rather avoid drama if it is going to create a problem, so please feel free to whisper me. If not, then again, you failed to read this profile, and I warned you clearly.

Besides these warnings, enjoy.

So begins...

The Deceiver's Story

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 “ The biker returned to the bar, his fingers pressed against his lips that dragged upon a cigarette. His eyes were closed as he remained in the doorway, clutching his bike helmet. Drawing the cig from his lips, he exhaled a gray breath and stepped further into the bar. What was he here for again? Ah, yes, the usual. His lips pulled into a soft smile, his eyelids were half-lidded and hovering over crisp, blue orbs. Clad in jean and leather, he strode over to the counter, thumping his helmet upon it and tapping the top. "Any service here, ya?" he questioned, his eyes slowly rolling to his left and right.(unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker continued to rap his hand upon the bartop. "Hey," he barked. "If there's any service, hurry the fuck up." He grinned wolfishly after his command. He then happened to glance at the poker-faced woman [Seven] and threatened, "What the fuck are you looking at?" (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker's brows rose with pseudo-surprise before knitting deviantly. "Well, well...what we have here? A smart-ass," he perceived. He prowled from the woman's left to her right. He then leant his right arm upon the bar, and without her permission, cupped her chin with his left. "You should watch your tongue," he warned. "I would hate to cut it out your pretty mouth." (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker released her face and straightened. "Don't tempt me," he said simply and walked behind the bar. He unfortunately would have to serve himself. Using the shakers behind the bar, the biker prepared himself a strawberry martini. He wasn't in the mood for any potent doses of alcohol, and he would surly kill it with a soda or lemonade afterwards. (unrevised) ”

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 “ With the martini glass pressed against his lips, the biker's icy eyes browsed the drinks in the cabinet. He had changed his mind. He had the desire for a Gorilla fart. "Just rude women," he honestly informed the girl. Opening the counter, he grabbed the neck of a Bacardi 151 rum, setting it gently on the counter, and then set down a Wild Turkey 101 bourbon whiskey--the good shit. Once he had the bottle set before him, he smirked mischeviously as he thought about his new female acquaintance. "Would you like to try a drink?" he questioned. He grabbed two tumblers off the rack, and began filling them with half of each. He seemed to be anticipating her answer. (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker stared down at the now two glasses. So he was wrong to anticipate, but her took her statement with disbelief, "What do you mean you don't drink?" She was a woman. He couldn't expect them to stomach liquor as strong as a gorilla fart. "Nevermind." Tipping his head back, he guzzled down the red liquid of his martini, and then picked up the tumbler glass with the half a cup of whiskey and bourbon. He swirled it, mentally and physically preparing himself. He swallowed thickly to get his throat clear of muck. He had forgotten all about his cigarette that had burned out long ago. "You wouldn't be able to handle this," he told the girl. "You won't get my name because you didn't drink with me." Inhaling deeply, he exhaled audibly from his mouth and brought the glass to his lips, and then rocked his head back, gulping the liquid that turned his throat into desert. The biker's face scrunched up, and set down the tumbler, his knees bending slightly. When he managed to get the stuff down, he (unrevised)-c- ”

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 “ expelled a wheezing cough, his eyes beginning to water. "Holy fuck," he rasped. The biker rested his hands upon his knees, his lips pulling into an embarrassed grin as he began to laugh. "You did not..." he coughed, "want to drink that." Breathing in deeply, he practiced taking deep breaths and gathered his bearings to straighten. He couldn't stop laughing as he raised his index finger to wipe at his tears. "I can't ask you to try that." That drink just about kicked him in the nuts. (unrevised)-end- ”

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 “ The biker blinked the tear screen from his eyes, but his vision was still fuzzy. His muscles were lax; weak of strength. He turned on wobbly steps toward the woman, his body eventually bending over so he could rest his arms upon the counter. He was feeling very lethargic. "What do you mean you cannot drink? You drink water, right? So you can drink liquor. What are you some homosexy?" He turned over on the counter, his back lying upon it as his eyes lazily stared up at the ceiling. (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker blinked the tear screen from his eyes, but his vision was still fuzzy. His muscles were lax; weak of strength. He turned on wobbly steps toward the woman, his body eventually bending over so he could rest his arms upon the counter. He was feeling very lethargic. "What do you mean you cannot drink? You drink water, right? So you can drink liquor. What are you some homosexy?" He turned over on the counter, his back lying upon it as his eyes lazily stared up at the ceiling. (unrevised) (repost) ”

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 “ The biker was feeling hot in an already warm bar. With his back still leaned upon the top, he closed his eyes and began walking backwards, sliding his shoulders across the counter in discomfort. "An android...shit," he rolled off the counter, dropping to his hands and knees behind it. "Turn off, and I had plans to get you drunk and drag you into my bed." He chuckled softly. "It would have been like getting my cock rammed into an electric outlet." Setting on his bottom with his legs stretched out before him, he peeled his white tank from his athletic body. His arm and head got stuck a few times but with one final yank of his arm, he managed to get it off, sitting there with his toned chest rising and falling. He rested his head back against the shelf breathing softly through his lips. (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker adjusted his shoulders as though her were getting comfortable against the shelf that pressed against his skin. It would leave an imprint later. "What's it matter? You're a damn bot. I doubt it would even mean much to you. You don't even seem to have a purpose in this world if I can't fuck ya." He smirked and laughed softly. "You probably can't feel love either." (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker sneered, his eyelids still heavily shut over his eyes. "Oh, but I do. You shouldn't call me names for you don't have the feelings to do so. They're all artificial," he informed, and laughed softly. He tipped onto his left side and then onto his stomach. He turned his head to rest his cheek upon the floor and set his arms above his head. "You're just a puppet. Made for your master's amusement and self-achievement. Why do you exist? What are you even doing here?" (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker was asleep, his lips still curled into a smile that seemed to laugh at her without utterance. The man had left the bot to her own thoughts, and she could not counter him with her questions. She had tried to avoid answering a simple question. She may have needed time to come up with the proper response. (unrevised) ”

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 “ The biker's hands turned over, palms flattening upon the floor as he drew them back to his shoulders. His eyes barely open, slits of blue glittering as he stared at the wall of the bar. "I dozed off," his words were mumbled and near slurred with his lethargy. He closed his eyes once more, dragging his arms further until they were at level with his hips and gloved palms turned up toward the ceiling. He remembered the girl had spoken to him but he had no recollection to what she might have said. He wasn't even sure if she was still there. (unrevised) ”

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 “ After minutes of lying on the floor, the biker's hand slapped upon the counter top and shakily he rose to his feet, his eyes still buzzing. He swung his hips forward, which sent a ripple up his back, making it straighten as he raised his shoulders, and stepped about unsteadily. His blue eyes rolled about before glancing to the second tumbler of gorilla fart that had been for the droid. Just looking at it made him scrunch his nose in disgust before his turned his sights to the girl that was surprisingly still there. "Still here?" he questioned. His brows rose curiously, and a condescending smile was on his face. ”

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 “ The biker laughed. "Like you can actually feel any malice behind that word? You're a fake." He fanned at her dismissively and faced the back counter. He dumped out the second concoction and got a fresh glass that he filled with water. ”

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 “ Don't use the N word please. I will report you to a mod. )) ”

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 “ The biker's back was to her as he sipped his water. He turned around to meet her gaze lazily. "You're the only one angry here, Bot," he informed. "Why because you can't understand yourself. Have you found your purpose yet? You keep avoiding my questions. Are they too difficult for you? They shouldn't be if you have such an advanced brain." ”

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 “ The biker faced the back counter, searching it for a lemon. Finding a slice, he plopped it onto his glass and sipped at the souring water. "There are a few things that please me and having my questions answered isn't one of them," he replied. "So what is your purpose? You're a worn out tool now. You can't love or marry. Working would be useless because you don't eat or drink. What will you do just observe the world until your batteries run out?" ”

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 “ The biker set down his glass when she enlightened him of her disbeliefs. "Are you kidding?" he queried. He then raised his arms, curling them until his biceps and pectorals flexed into the solid forms of muscle chiseled from work. His lips puckered in a soft pout as his dark eyebrows furrowed. "Women want this," he explained. He then turned around so she could take in his back. He wasn't body-builder toned, but he was cut. "They want this body, they want this flesh..." Turning around one more time, he lowered his arms turned his head so his eyes leered at the droid in what he felt was his most devilish, panty-snatch look. His dark brows brought out the emphasize of his sapphire eyes and the goatee on his chin set his age suitably to welcome youth and maturity. His creamy skin was what brought the definition to his dark hair and looks. He was certain that he was at least one good looking specimen of man. "And they want this gorgeous mug," he finished. (unrevised) ”