Alias: Mr. SaturdayStatus: "No weapon forged against me shall prosper."
Basic Information
Name: Serge Laferriere
Nickname: Malpwopte
Citizenship: Hatian
Ethnic Race: Black
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Marital Status: Promiscuous
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Education: None
Profession: Voodoo Priest
Biological Information
D.O.B: 05/16/1972
Height: 6'2" ft.
Weight: 190 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Handed: Right
Tattoo: Yes
Piercing: Yes
Psychological Evaluation
Outlook: Pessimistic
Integrity: Unscrupulous
Impulsiveness: Controlled
Boldness: Cautious
Flexibility: Flexible
Affinity: Cold
Comportment: Discordant
Interactivity: Engaging
Disclosure: Secretive
Conformity: Conventional
Criminal Record
Criminal Class: Hexer
Past Conviction: Yes
Correctional Facility: Prison
Time Imprisoned: Two Years
Inchoate Offense: Yes
Offence Against the Person: Yes
Crimes Against Property: Yes
Crimes Against Justice: Yes
Description
Immortal hitman, supernatural businessman and voodoo practitioner... Born Serge Laferriere, he later changed his name to Serge Samedi and adopted the alias Mr. Saturday after making a deal with the Haitian god of death. Serge is the oldest of twelve brothers and sisters. His father was a faceless soldier while his mother was a whore who died a brutal death, making him a sixteen year-old teenager with a family to raise. His family's welfare now his responsibility, Serge turned to the streets of Port-au-Prince. It wasn't long before he became a member of a local gang where he did whatever was necessary to put food on the table. He quickly rose through the ranks and became a shot-caller, which garnered Pandemonium's attention, whom was a very influential man. Seeing the boy's hunger, Pandemonium took Serge under his wings, teaching him how to be a successful in their world. Serge grew to be more than a low-life thug; he was now a businessman that moon lighted as a con-man and smuggler.
At the young age of 24, Serge would see his rise to power end and his life as Serge Laferriere end. A shootout with a rival gang left Serge with a deathly injury, however he managed to make it to a graveyard and hide out from his pursuers. There, he pleaded with the higher powers in life, begging for his life to be spared in return for his indentured service. Seventeen years later, Serge is still alive and serving a so-called god. He retired from his life as Serge Laferriere, solidified through the faking of his own death. He now exists as Mr. Saturday, a professional Hexer who is just as rude, crude, and charming as his master. Recently, for the last decade, he has worked for the Fraternity within the parameters of an exclusive contract.
The Dark Passenger
Dark Passenger - Baron Samedi: As well as being master of the dead, Baron Samedi is also a giver of life. He can cure any mortal of any disease or wound, if he thinks it is worthwhile. His powers are especially great when it comes to voodoo curses and blood magic.
Usually depicted with a top hat, black tuxedo (dinner jacket), dark glasses, and cotton plugs in the nostrils, as if to resemble a corpse dressed and prepared for burial in the Haitian style. But for Mr. Saturday he appears as a man with long with long dreads and tribal-esque garments with a white, skull-like face and speaks in a nasal voice whilst wielding a unique walking stick. The aforementioned style of dress is actually reversed for his servants, though he has allowed Serge to put his own spin on the fashion.
Baron Samedi is noted for his knack for disruption, obscenity, debauchery, and having a particular fondness for tobacco and rum. Additionally, he claims he is the Loa of resurrection, and in the latter capacity he is often called upon for healing by those near or approaching death, which is the scenario he met Serge.
Baron spends most of his time watching and mocking Mr. Saturday, often insulting him; his favorite slur is Malpwopte. Outside of teaching him voodoo, Baron has rarely since helped Mr. Saturday. Sure he will accept his tributes and respond with the appropriate hex -- after all, he takes his voodoo very seriously -- but guidance and advice are things he doesn't provide. Instead, he enjoys the suffering of others and will not hesitate to heckle him about it. He is notorious for his outrageous behavior, swearing continuously and making filthy jokes. He loves smoking and drinking and is rarely seen without a cigar in his mouth or a glass of rum in his bony fingers.
Dark Talent - Immortality: In return for Mr. Saturday's never-ending servitude, Baron Samedi has bestowed upon him Immortality. But his immortality is not the real thing, it is more like an accelerated version of psychic healing. This acceleration in recovery allows minor wounds to heal in seconds and severe injuries in hours. Age rate is affected as well, this is why despite being in his forties, he looks like someone in their late twenties and moves just as they would. While he is not impervious to illness or poison, he is less likely to receive one or be affected by the other. Getting back to severe injuries, those that would usually lead to death, Mr. Saturday doesn't perfectly recover from each one. Instead, he carries severe scars as reminder of how he almost succumb to death. Moreover, according to Mr. Saturday being resurrected carries a heavy toll, chipping away at him and losing large pieces of his memory each time he's brought back.
Tribute Type - Worship: What he demands in return depends on his mood. Sometimes he is content with his servants wearing black, white or purple clothes or using sacred objects; he may simply ask for a small gift of cigars, rum, black coffee, grilled peanuts or bread. But sometimes the Baron requires a voodoo ceremony or control of his servants body.
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by Crooked Thoughts on Thu Aug 22, 2013 6:07 am 
