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Name: Azrael ben Asmodai
Nicknames: Az, Abba, Azhole. (and if you want a free castration or hysterectomy, you can call him Azzy)
Age: 16
Grade: Sophomore
Height: 5’10”
Weight: 150 lbs

Personality: Intense. A tad naive, but intense.

The only things in this world or any other that seem to truly matter to Az are posing for public viewing pleasure and how Brooding his Stare™ can get. In short, it’s just like he’s training to be a supermodel. Alright, that’s not entirely true. It just seems that way. Really. He just looks like a self-absorbed nancy boy.

Though Az really does like looking as though he’s about to flaunt a suit designed by Jean Paul Gaultier himself, he wouldn’t cast himself into a pit of spikes if anyone saw him just after he’d woken up. In fact, he thinks that bedhead and sleepy eyes are cute, and has been known to use his pathetic-looking sleep-heavy eyes and a childlike pout to get what he wants. And with hair like his, the bedhead comes out looking something spectacular, ruffled like a puppy who’s been playing too rough for too long with the children. He may be intense, but Az knows cute just as well, and can use it like a weapon. Actually, cute IS his weapon. You should watch out when you think he’s removed his Brooding Stare™ and has begun to blink at you – that means you have or you can do something he wants. It might be an object, it might be a favor – it might be a sexual favor… and in that case, how could you possibly refuse him? Nevermind that he’s supposedly underage, Az is probably really old enough to be your father… he just… says he’s sixteen because it looks good on his resume (he really is sixteen, don’t listen to him). You can’t refuse him! And if you do? Well, he’ll pout and fuss and probably blackmail you until he gets it.

Even in full makeup with his hair teased like a fat cheerleader, highest platforms and longest lapels, Brooding Stare™ at full tilt, he’s got the capacity to pull out the big guns. If he senses that the pouty little hellspawn act isn’t going to work on you, he uses a more straightforward method that involves tongues, lips, teeth, and a twisted smile, and quite possibly the riding crop he carries in his backpack. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking OH MY GOD HE’S GOING TO HIT ME. Let’s not jump to conclusions! For all you know, maybe it’s a memoir of his mother who used it to beat him as a child (it’s not), or an accessory to keep Freshman in line (only sometimes). Maybe he’s just an avid equestrian (only if he gets to be ontop)! You don’t know! But would you like to find out? Az will give almost everyone he meets the opportunity to do so, so if you find yourself curious, introduce yourself. He’ll show you what it does. In actuality, the crop has many uses, from opening or closing doors from a distance, pushing things across a table, hanging things off of it, snatching things up like clothes on the ground, or for whipping you during sex. Yes, Az is a seme. Big time.

Generally, he's a very nice boy, and has a great sense of humour. He loves jokes and is usually good at telling them - as long as it's one you haven't already heard. Y'see, Az doesn't make up many of his own jokes. He just steals them from good ol' dad... or just makes fun of dad. Either one. All in all, he's a very fun guy to be around, usually telling lots of embarrassing, insulting, or awkward anecdotes about his life and the lives of his friends. Yeah, see, even if you're on his good side, he's still going to gossip about you. You will have no privacy once your name is in his little Blackberry thing.

Az has urges. No joke. He cannot control himself when a fair few things pass by... He will place a bet if anyone is taking them, and frequently wins. He is always up for a game of cards, whether it be for cash, or articles of clothing. He stares at anything that catches his eye, and will not look away until it’s gone or he’s distracted. And lastly, he will ALWAYS one-up you, even if it’s not true. This gets him into a lot of shit sometimes, but damned if he’s not going to come out on top. Always on top, Az.

His favorite food is chicken tikka masala, and he loves to go out dancing on Saturday nights. Az showers in the morning and just before bed, drinks milk out of the carton, keeps all your secrets, wears girls' panties instead of boxers or tightie-whities, can’t sleep without his plush goat, and will forgive his friends anything. He cannot stand Italian opera (especially the sopranos), listening to girls talk, or seeing people kiss in movies. TV surgery doesn’t bother him, though. He has a very foul mouth, and can get incredibly loud when the mood strikes him, making for some very embarrassing situations for his friends. Az’s favorite color is dark blue.

A word of warning to strangers: if you do not level the playing field with Az the moment you meet him, expect to be trampled. Otherwise, you’ll have a lot of work to do… it’s not easy dominating a pup who acts like top dog.

Talents: …he can tie cherry stems in knots with his tongue? Sometimes he flies, but rarely does he pull out his wings to do so. It's better to walk, that way you can strut and more people will see you up close doing it. He can also play with 'magic,' which really only consists of tossing a little flame or some sparkles around in his hands. Nothing he does is of real importance, except his Brooding Stare™.

Notes:
[x] As his father is a king of Hell, that would make Azrael a prince, though he commands no legions and does not have any desire to.
[x] Azrael has trademarked his Brooding Stare™. No joke. It’s trademarked.
[x] His origin is in Jewish demonology, and while he is familiar with the angels and demons of Christian lore, they are regarded as distant cousins, and he does not consider them family enough to make nicey-nice. They may as well be strangers, and can expect to be seduced.

Description
for

Name: Azrael ben Asmodai
Nicknames: Az, Abba, Azhole. (and if you want a free castration or hysterectomy, you can call him Azzy)
Age: 16
Grade: Sophomore
Height: 5’10”
Weight: 150 lbs

Personality: Intense. A tad naive, but intense.

The only things in this world or any other that seem to truly matter to Az are posing for public viewing pleasure and how Brooding his Stare™ can get. In short, it’s just like he’s training to be a supermodel. Alright, that’s not entirely true. It just seems that way. Really. He just looks like a self-absorbed nancy boy.

Though Az really does like looking as though he’s about to flaunt a suit designed by Jean Paul Gaultier himself, he wouldn’t cast himself into a pit of spikes if anyone saw him just after he’d woken up. In fact, he thinks that bedhead and sleepy eyes are cute, and has been known to use his pathetic-looking sleep-heavy eyes and a childlike pout to get what he wants. And with hair like his, the bedhead comes out looking something spectacular, ruffled like a puppy who’s been playing too rough for too long with the children. He may be intense, but Az knows cute just as well, and can use it like a weapon. Actually, cute IS his weapon. You should watch out when you think he’s removed his Brooding Stare™ and has begun to blink at you – that means you have or you can do something he wants. It might be an object, it might be a favor – it might be a sexual favor… and in that case, how could you possibly refuse him? Nevermind that he’s supposedly underage, Az is probably really old enough to be your father… he just… says he’s sixteen because it looks good on his resume (he really is sixteen, don’t listen to him). You can’t refuse him! And if you do? Well, he’ll pout and fuss and probably blackmail you until he gets it.

Even in full makeup with his hair teased like a fat cheerleader, highest platforms and longest lapels, Brooding Stare™ at full tilt, he’s got the capacity to pull out the big guns. If he senses that the pouty little hellspawn act isn’t going to work on you, he uses a more straightforward method that involves tongues, lips, teeth, and a twisted smile, and quite possibly the riding crop he carries in his backpack. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking OH MY GOD HE’S GOING TO HIT ME. Let’s not jump to conclusions! For all you know, maybe it’s a memoir of his mother who used it to beat him as a child (it’s not), or an accessory to keep Freshman in line (only sometimes). Maybe he’s just an avid equestrian (only if he gets to be ontop)! You don’t know! But would you like to find out? Az will give almost everyone he meets the opportunity to do so, so if you find yourself curious, introduce yourself. He’ll show you what it does. In actuality, the crop has many uses, from opening or closing doors from a distance, pushing things across a table, hanging things off of it, snatching things up like clothes on the ground, or for whipping you during sex. Yes, Az is a seme. Big time.

Generally, he's a very nice boy, and has a great sense of humour. He loves jokes and is usually good at telling them - as long as it's one you haven't already heard. Y'see, Az doesn't make up many of his own jokes. He just steals them from good ol' dad... or just makes fun of dad. Either one. All in all, he's a very fun guy to be around, usually telling lots of embarrassing, insulting, or awkward anecdotes about his life and the lives of his friends. Yeah, see, even if you're on his good side, he's still going to gossip about you. You will have no privacy once your name is in his little Blackberry thing.

Az has urges. No joke. He cannot control himself when a fair few things pass by... He will place a bet if anyone is taking them, and frequently wins. He is always up for a game of cards, whether it be for cash, or articles of clothing. He stares at anything that catches his eye, and will not look away until it’s gone or he’s distracted. And lastly, he will ALWAYS one-up you, even if it’s not true. This gets him into a lot of shit sometimes, but damned if he’s not going to come out on top. Always on top, Az.

His favorite food is chicken tikka masala, and he loves to go out dancing on Saturday nights. Az showers in the morning and just before bed, drinks milk out of the carton, keeps all your secrets, wears girls' panties instead of boxers or tightie-whities, can’t sleep without his plush goat, and will forgive his friends anything. He cannot stand Italian opera (especially the sopranos), listening to girls talk, or seeing people kiss in movies. TV surgery doesn’t bother him, though. He has a very foul mouth, and can get incredibly loud when the mood strikes him, making for some very embarrassing situations for his friends. Az’s favorite color is dark blue.

A word of warning to strangers: if you do not level the playing field with Az the moment you meet him, expect to be trampled. Otherwise, you’ll have a lot of work to do… it’s not easy dominating a pup who acts like top dog.

Talents: …he can tie cherry stems in knots with his tongue? Sometimes he flies, but rarely does he pull out his wings to do so. It's better to walk, that way you can strut and more people will see you up close doing it. He can also play with 'magic,' which really only consists of tossing a little flame or some sparkles around in his hands. Nothing he does is of real importance, except his Brooding Stare™.

Notes:
[x] As his father is a king of Hell, that would make Azrael a prince, though he commands no legions and does not have any desire to.
[x] Azrael has trademarked his Brooding Stare™. No joke. It’s trademarked.
[x] His origin is in Jewish demonology, and while he is familiar with the angels and demons of Christian lore, they are regarded as distant cousins, and he does not consider them family enough to make nicey-nice. They may as well be strangers, and can expect to be seduced.