Tom_Suke
- ___Makel _ Koszmar
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Tom_Suke
- ◐○○ The Basics
● Nickname » Makkie, Stag, Puck, and Taint
● Age » Old as dirt (alright alright, he's 450)
● Gender » Male
● Birthplace » In the dark tresses of Kione
● Sexuality » Bisexual, prefers men.
● Measurements » 5'7 and 120 lb
● Eyes » Honey brown in human form, mercury gray in other form
● Hair » Black
● Markings » Several snake tattoos along his left arm; sometimes they move around or change colors.
● Personality »
-Malicious
-Sensitive
-Hot-headed
● Biography » Makkel is rather an aloof individual born in the dark tresses of his realm, Kione, a place where everything is nothing and nothing is everything. Makkel is the epitome of toxic coal; beautiful on the inside, poisonous on the out. He is sweet and caring, but his actions can be ultimately devastating for Walkers and humans. He was born within the dark tresses of Kione and only leaves his realm for friendship and companionship; he dislikes being alone so if a nightmare or a human is ever in his realm he takes his time in being around them before they leave (or wake up/die). It gets very lonely with nobody to talk to; his realm may be large, but it's lonely.
His malicious and sexual nature does get the best of him and he can be seen meddling with other fair folk in his spare time with one or the other (and sometimes both but only with consent!) His hatred for humans and Dream walkers only intensified when the great Jade Dragon was gone! It crushed him to see the one person he looked up to and admired missing because of these cruel wretches that tainted their lands just as bad as he tainted their minds. His hatred for these humans increased one hundred fold, and he was one of the first to hop on the wagon of starting a war and dragging them down one by one. Sure sure, he shouldn't generalize and say 'not all humans are bad', but let's face it: they are corrupt as inside as he is out, and not only are they messing with the dream world, but there are countless times where they've messed with their own. He believes and feels as if it is his duty to take these walkers out, to destroy the other realm from within this one-inside, and out.
Outside of duty and morals, Makkel can be a sweet little thing if you play your cards right; he takes the time to listen and take care of others and though he isn't always cheerful, he does try to brighten other people's days with silly pranks and loving words. He is a gentle storm in the distance, radiating a wanting affection until you pluck his feathers at which he is a raging torrent ready to strike. Whenever Makkel gets angry, his judgment is altered and he doesn't think before speaking or acting, and can do some serious damage. He tries not to get angry but that almost never works; he's quite a hot head.
A soft disposition otherwise, he is an observer before he is a reactor-a stalker, before attacker. He holds no cowardice but he knows his limits and only rarely will he strive past them--unless someone important to him is involved. Like a phooka he is one or the other-malevolent or benign, caring or cold-it depends who you are really, are you one of Them, a human, a cruel cruel joke on his world, or are you a friend, a fae, an Other being?
● Power »
-Taint
Makkel's physical body is considered poisonous and tainted; it however can only affect Dream Walkers/humans in his realm; the aura that encircles him in the other realm he likes to call Taint, after the derivative of his name because he feels it's a part of him. It does not affect others of his kind, nor does it affect walkers in realms that are not his own. He can choose when to let it hurt a human or not in his realm however. It appears as a sort of dark mist that sort of wisps off his form like black flames but just barely.
- Swiggity Swag, the Nightmare Stag
Makkel is able to transform his outer appearance into that of what he likes to call the Nightmare stag. It appears to be a mix between a wingless Peryton and a predator of sorts with his lengthened and flattened skull, sharp fangs, and a cervidae body form. When he is in this other form, it is easier to hunt/chase through his realm and hunt dream walkers and other humans. He is able to walk his terrain with his Tainted hooves, so sometimes he gives rides to those who aren't as nimble or light footed if there isn't an available bridge. To those that are nightmares, a bridge usually forms over the marsh for them upon arrival to his realm.
-Sanctimonia
Makkel is weak against purity and cleansed areas; if a dream realm was created by a purified human or a religious leader, he cannot step into such a realm with his tainted body. It's not the holy aspect, it's more of the cleanliness of the area; tainted hooves would burn and it would be near excruciating. If he is stuck within one of these realms for a long period of time, he may in fact die a horribly slow, painful death.
-Tamed Ride
Like a phooka, Makkel has the weakness of saddle. If a human is able to mount him in his stag form/get on his back and hold on tight, his body will temporarily lose the harmful taint. He will go off on a tangent and a wild ride, but unlike dark creatures he cannot do real harm to his rider, though he can try to shake him off. If riding in his terrain they have control over him and can force him to lead them to safety or to the edge of his world; he doesn't like this and keeps this fact a secret, and tries to keep his distance from humans that would have the capability to do so, while appearing menacing.
-Ruler of Kione
Kione is his birthplace, his little nook of darkness. It is a realm as poisoned in appearance as he is, but within the broken mountains and horrid chasms, there are beautiful crystal caves or pools of glowing light-a rarity only for him to behold in his realm, for only he knows that he is not as tainted on the inside as he is on the out. Dream Walker and humans have not seen these pockets of sanctuary, though quite a few nightmares have been blessed to witness such beauty.
The realm on the outside looks like a mix of marsh and bog-only light footed folk can cross the putrid, mossy banks that threaten to pull you in, though there are hardened bits of floating tar here and there, some of them molding into long bridges across the marshes. Above this flattened realm are islands floating around, pouting blackened water into the moss pits. Some floating rocks here and there could provide access to these islands (at the center are those clear, pristine waters that the darkness surrounds), and if one can pass the bogs they will find the ruins of an old castle, overtaken by blackened flora. This is where Makkel resides, he has made his home in the dark tresses of the ill-kept castle, watching humans struggle in his bog and marshes, to get chased and eaten by the creepy crawlies that lurk in there.
-Lumos? Uh ******** no.
Makkel is weak to bright lights or large fires; if any are in his presence he cowers away, unless it's absolutely necessary (but with his night vision he has no need for the light). It burns his skin and singes his clothes; even creatures that bear the power he shies away from sometimes, especially if it is in their very skin, an ethereal glow that is a death wish to hug. He still appreciates light though, and admires those who wields fire-but keep it away from him, mkay?
-Call of the Wild
Makkel, if in danger, can call upon the darkness and create shadow deer to aid, protect, and distract. They are harmless in other realms and around bright lights, and have no physical form. They're merely a bluff, so humans and other folk cannot get harmed by them; they're merely there for intimidation. The most he can conjure is five great bucks, which is more than enough for a distraction.
● Likes »
- Sex, gratuitous preferred
- Chocolate
- Blood
- Sexual pain (he's quite a masochist)
- Hunting
-Poisoned Fruit
● Dislikes »
-Dream Walkers/Humans
- Silence (unless he's hunting)
- Flowers
- Getting his hooves dirty
- The sound of ripping paper.
● Fears »
- Being utterly alone
-Losing the battle/losing his home to the humans
◐○○ Just a Bit More
● Extras » Extras here
● Username » Tom_Suke
Tom_Suke
- ___Kione
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▅ Desolate landscape that stretches as far as the eye can see. The outer edges are glazed with thick swamps and marshes that merge into bogs. Majority of the land is either ankle to waist deep water with low hanging trees stained black. Some have leaves like the willow, which will grab or paw those walking by, but most of them have no leaves. Hardened globs of tar float through the water and depending on the size they can hold the weight of a person or two. Sometimes they form bridges for those Makkel knows or trusts, but most of the time they drift on by. Past the muggy waters the ground becomes sludge, then cracked earth that contains tresses, caverns, and dangerous chasms. Ruins of an old castle are at the center of this flat terrain, and Makkel resides in there.
▅There are black vines that drape over the ruins, and some of them trail up to clump around the floating rocks that dominate the skies. Some of the rocks are large and can be climbed if in reach; they form a broken bridge up to several floating islands. The total 'island' count is three, and the largest hangs over the ruins. From each island black water pours down, feeding the marshes, but once on the island at it's very center is a pool surrounded by crystals, the water is clear and the air breathes of safety and magic. The largest island has a catacomb of crystals, it's quite beautiful in the dark.
Tom_Suke
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