#abraaxas

There was a reason that Abraaxas didn’t keep friends for long, he had a tendency to ghost just about everyone that had ever tried or succeeded in getting close to him. It was easy to blame it on his ‘passenger’, but using that excuse time after time would quickly get old. Malphas had been known to take control of his host without permission and keep the junkie away from the populace for long intervals at a time; but never this long. 

It had been nearly two years at this point since he last showed up on Tali’s doorstep looking as pathetic as ever. She probably hated him by now. He hated himself for simply throwing away everything they had together, well, almost everything. Maybe she was happy with at least that one part of him. He would have to face her, eventually, if only just to make sure she and her son were doing okay, and to let her know that he was somehow still alive and kicking.

Malph wouldn’t be his excuse this time. While the demon had his fair share of time in control, Abra had every chance to return ‘home’. Malph had even urged him to do so, as it was during those times that Abra was at his best and his healthiest. He didn’t force him though; the two only had each other during these past couple of years and Abra had become highly unstable for a good amount of it. Malph had carried him through multiple overdoses and other near death experiences; the junkie should have been dead at least fifty times over at this point.

His journey had taken him everywhere these past years: Getting kicked out of and banned from Thunder Bluff for drunkenness and disorderly conduct, being thrown in prison for selling drugs and solicitation in Dazar’alor, then there was the ‘Darkmoon Faire incident that shall not be named’, and he was pretty sure he had spent a little bit more time in some kind of mental health facility.  There was much more, but it all ran along the same lines and he wasn’t sure how much more his body could take.

Bloodshot eyes drifted down to his arms; so many new track marks and tattooed numbers, he was running out of room. There was a strange juxtaposition between the two markings, the former from Abra’s vices and the latter from Malph’s. At this point, he wasn’t entirely sure which was worse. He was skinnier now than he had been in a while; his rib bones easily stood out, and his face looked a little more gaunt than it usually did. The bags under his eyes were a constant at this point, and his hands shook every time he lifted them.

Zayneth doesn’t want to fix Abra, but he does want the man to have a decent chance at a longer, healthier, less likely to be murdered by an idiot demon hunter life. That’s why he makes a fuss about eating more than whiskey and pills. It isn’t that he wants Abra to go straight or be like everyone else; he just thinks you can hide a lot better when you aren’t too emaciated to blend in.

Abra is remarkably better than anyone else on Azeroth at convincing Zay to let go of his self-control. He has never thrown caution to the winds faster than when he’s hanging out with Abra. (This has gotten him yelled at more than once, by more than one person.)

► Name ➔  “Abraaxas Ab’eles, but most call me Abra.  Some call me Abracadabra but that lot can screw on off.” ► Are you single ➔  “Technically I s’pose so.  Been spendin’ lotsa time wit’ me ex Tali an’ we’re closer again but we ain’t makin’ anythin’ official-like.” ► Are you happy ➔  “Fer teh most part, sometimes get lost in me thoughts an’ them ain’t always so good.” ► Are you angry? ➔  “Nahhh, but usually a good idea not t’go pissin’ me off.” ► Are your parents still married ➔ “Me mum were never married an’ didn’t know who me dad were so nahh.”

NINE FACTS

► Birth Place ➔   “Assumin’ in Qual’thalas somewhere but I ain’t even sure.” ► Hair Color ➔ “S’black wit’ some greyin’ on teh sides. Surprise me whole head ain’t grey at t’is point.” ► Eye Color ➔ “Fel green, like teh most o’us.” ► Birthday ➔ “March 9th.” ► Mood ➔ “Anxious as shite fer a variety o’reasons.” ► Gender ➔ “Male.” ► Tattoos/Scars ➔ “I got t’ese number tattoos all over me arms, don’ bother askin’ why or wot t’ey mean.  Scars, I got loads o’track marks an’ self cuttin’ marks on me arms, life ain’t easy wot can I say.  Gotta big one on me head too but can’t see t’at one well these days.  Hair usually coverin’ it up.” ► Summer or winter ➔  “I like teh summer, nothin’ like layin’ out by teh beach an’ tannin’ me pale arse.” ► Morning or afternoon ➔ “I prefer sleepin’ through both of ‘em.  Mornin’ I s’pose...iffin’ I’m stayin’ up through teh night b’fore.”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► Are you in love ➔  “Aye, I  still love Tali even if we ain’t technically together.” ► Do you believe in love at first sight ➔  “Nahh, love’s loads more tricky than that.” ► Who ended your last relationship ➔  “Ahhh, I were a right cunt.” ► Have you ever broken someone’s heart ➔  “Aye, same answer as above.” ► Are you afraid of commitments ➔  “Aye.  I ain’t teh easiest bloke t’love.  Got lotsa baggage, most o’which I ain’t really lookin’ t’share wit’ many.” ► Have you hugged someone within the last week? ➔  “Aye!  Hugs are lovely.” ► Have you ever had a secret admirer ➔  “Y’know, I ain’t sure.  Prolly have, dunno why.” ► Have you ever broken your own heart? ➔  “Aye....”

SIX CHOICES

► Love or lust ➔ “Lust, I am a lustful bein’, can’t help it.” ► Cats or Dogs ➔ “None, animals ain’t likin’ me too much.” ► A few best friends or many regular friends ➔ “Hmmm, well I think righ’ now I got more regular friends.  Ain’t teh most reliable, s’easier t’is way.”  ► Wild night out or romantic night in➔ “Pfffff, wild night out.  C’mon, look who yer talkin’ to.” ► Day or night ➔  “Night.  Day’s too fuckin’ bright.” ► Giving or receiving ➔ “Both?  At teh same time?  Although I am -real- good at givin’.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

► Been caught sneaking out ➔ “Uhhh...aye.  Not outta home though, did some time at one a them mental houses an’ tried sneakin’ outta there a few times.” ► Fallen down/up the stairs ➔  “Who teh fuck hasn’t?” ► Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? ➔  “Drugs, usually.” ► Wanted to disappear ➔ “Plenty o’times.  Even now I get t’at feelin’ on occasion.” ► Been married ➔  “Ain’t interested in marriage.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

► Smile or eyes ➔  “I love me a nice smile.” ► Shorter or Taller ➔  “Either, I ain’t a picky bloke.” ► Intelligence or Attraction ➔  “Attraction?  Sorta a dumbass meself, so it works.” ► Hook-up or Relationship ➔ “Hook-up fer sure, have ya met me?”

FAMILY

► Do you and your family get along ➔ “I got along well enough wit’ me mom, but she died when I were still young.” ► Would you say you have a “messed up life” ➔  “Hehhh, t’is a trick question?  I’d say so, all them around me would prolly say so too.” ► Have you ever ran away from home ➔  “Nahh, never had much of a home t’run away from.” ► Have you ever gotten kicked out ➔ “Got kicked outta pretty much everywhere imaginable.  Lotsa places prolly got me photo on a back wall somewhere sayin’ t’not let this bloke back in.”

FRIENDS

► Do you secretly hate one of your friends ➔  “Nahhh, don’t hate anyone.” ► Do you consider all of your friends good friends ➔ “Nahhh, most of ‘em are acquaintances, some t’at prolly just barely tolerate me.” ► Who is your best friend ➔ “Prolly Tali.” ► Who knows everything about you ➔  “Mmm, would rather not answer t’is one.”  Meaning it’s definitely Malph.

BONUS:

Abraaxas stumbled and landed onto his knees before swiftly plunging his face into the pond, taking the first few minutes to to gulp down mouthfuls of the cool water until he felt sick to his stomach.  It probably wasn’t the cleanest, but right now it was all he had and what he needed.  Malph had retreated suddenly and left him in this strange, new land in the dead of the night without much warning.  While Abra had been occasionally aware throughout the month he had disappeared, he had no idea where exactly he was nor how long he had been ‘gone’.

Shaky hands ran over mud-covered and blood-stained pants as he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm his racing heart.  Eventually eyes cracked open to peer down at his faint reflection in the rippling waters below.  He barely recognized the face that stared back at him.  Now Abra was no stranger in forgetting to indulge in decent hygiene habits every now and then, but Malph had brought him to a whole new level this time.  Face caked with blood and dirt, gritty teeth, matted and muddied hair:  This was too much even for Abraaxas.  

He quickly peeled off his clothing and crawled into the pond, watching as the crystal clear waters surrounding him immediately clouded over with his own grime.  He spent a good fifteen minutes attempting to rid himself of Malph’s adventures while swearing and mumbling incoherently before he finally settled himself near the bank.  

Now it was time to determine the damage done.  First and foremost and definitely the most important, were the family jewels still intact?  Check.  It was all easy sailing from there.  Bumps, bruises, scrapes and a swollen eye made up the majority of the wounds, nothing to fuss over.  Already stitched up claw marks raked down the length of his back, at least Malph had done something for those injuries but Abra did find himself curious as to what had left those behind given how far apart the lacerations were spaced.  All in all, things could have been much worse.  Although Malph had a tendency to go a bit postal in his violent sprees, he usually managed to take decent care of their shared body.

Fingertips combed through his matted locks before examining those tiny nub-like horns that had sprouted from his scalp months ago.  They didn’t feel any larger than they had before, but it was a slow and barely noticeable process to someone that looked at and felt them every day.  They had grown, but barely a centimeter.  It was his teeth that caught his undivided attention the moment he had noticed the difference:  Both canines seemed slightly longer and sharper than they had previously.  It wouldn’t be terribly conspicuous to the majority, perhaps only to those that would regularly spend any great amount of time around his mouth in any capacity.

Overall, he had been left in far worse conditions and situations, he would chalk this one up as a win!  Palms rubbed at his eyes, wincing when he hit the more tender flesh before lowering his chin to his chest to exhale a loud “Fuuuuuuuuuck me.”

“That must have been one hell of an acid trip.”

Abraaxas nearly jumped out of his skin and scrambled gracelessly away from this unexpected intrusion, ready to bolt and streak through the strange land before realizing who it was.  A hand pressed against his bare chest as eyes narrowed on the blond-haired man.  He wasn’t used to encountering familiar faces while out on the battlefield, most of the time people in general were avoided and for good reason.  “Teh fuck y’doin’ ‘ere Ouro?”

The cherry of his cigarette briefly illuminated his face as probing eyes trailed over Abra’s nude form curiously.  “One could ask the same of you, Abra.  What could you, a homeless junkie, possibly be doing in the middle of a war zone, on another planet.  Interesting, don’t you think?  Me?  My work brings me out here.”  Lips curled into a devious smirk before turning himself in the water to better face the other man.  It seems Abra wasn’t the only one to partake in late night pond baths.

Abra had become good at making excuses for Malph and this is where being a ‘crazy junkie’ came into play.  “Ohh y’know…”  He smacked his palm against the side of his head a few times, “Marbles ain’t all t’ere an’ I had meself some real harsh blow.  Ain’t even sure teh details o’how I got ‘ere...or where here is.”  While none of what he said was a flat out lie, it simply wasn’t the entire truth.

“Mmhmm.”  Whether or not Ouro bought that explanation was left up in the air, the man had an amazing poker face.  “You’re in Mac’Aree on Argus.”  He gestured with his cigarette towards the other man’s soiled clothing.  “I have some I can lend you.  Headed back to Silvermoon tomorrow morning, you look like you need someone who can show you the way.”

Thankfully there were no invasive questions nor assumptions, and for that Abra let out a sigh of relief.  “Aye, thank ya mate.  That’d be most appreciated.”  Now it was Abra’s turn to eye the other man over, but for far different reasons.  “Give ya a ‘thank ya’ blowie?  Y’look like ya can use a good knob polishin’.”  Subject changes were always good to alleviate those tense moments.

“I’ll pass.”  Ouro’s expression had returned to its neutral setting as he finished off the remainder of his cigarette.  “Your secret is safe with me.”

“My what?”

“Your.  Secret.  Your passenger.”  Ouro thunked a single digit a few times against his own chest.  “I’m not going to tell anyone.”

Abra’s face had suddenly lost all of its color as his expression contorted into a befuddled frown.  Had he said something?  Was he that obvious?  How did the other man know?  What did he know?  There would be no hiding his dumbfounded reaction nor any excuses spoken that could cover his tracks.  Ouro was too damn observant, best to remain silent at this point and neither confirm nor deny.

“Just remember that.  I could use a man with your skills in the future at some point.”

Malph was not going to like this.

Prompt by @kharrisdawndancer What I propose is a little “update blurb” everyone REPOSTS (NOT reblogs, I don’t want this to be 3 pages long of characters) giving the low down on what’s going on with their character currently. If you’re like me and have tons of alts, I’d recommend a NEW POST for each alt.

Abraaxas Ab’eles

Where & Activities: He’s FINALLY back from Argus!  Malph has had his fill of fun and retreated for now to let Abra take over once more.  He’s back in Silvermoon and up to his old antics.  Still no permanent address, but he’ll bedroom hop as he usually does between a few different folks.  No plans on returning to Argus at the moment, but that could change!

Life & Personal: He’s still spending time with Thaen every now and then, she’s got her own batch of men so he gives her plenty of space.  He has yet to go find Tali, but will likely at least drop a line to her soon, they kind of made up before he disappeared?  Things are still rocky there, but at least better, hopefully they still are!  

He recently met Kaereah, a woman that co-owns a brothel called The Red Moon with his friend Sana and she offered him a gig there, promising his own room he could use and everything!  Abra with a job?!  It seems odd to him, he doesn’t have the best luck with keeping jobs because of his horrid work ethic.  He’ll give it a go, for at least awhile, but will probably be fired for forgetting to charge people for sex.  He gives it out so freely anyways, why would anyone actually pay him?  At least that’s his mindset!

Privately Dealing With: Ohh geez, this is a big can of worms!  Every time Malph takes over for a longer period of time, his body slowly starts shifting to look more and more demonic.  It’s nowhere near obvious to those around him right now (Although Thaen and Tali would likely notice), but he’s definitely grown the start of horns and his canines have sharpened!  

Now there’s Ouro, there was a minor threat there delivered by the man after discovering him on Argus.  While Abra would never attack him, Malph is another story.  He’s hoping that Malph was sleeping one off during that whole incident, he’ll find out eventually though.

Lastly, since Malph is more dormant at the moment, Abra is experiencing more hallucinations, has become even more jumpy,  has trouble concentrating and has super unorganized thought and sometimes speech.  He needs Malph to help stabilize him before it gets too bad!

I’m combining these two I was tagged in to make it easier!

Name:  Abraaxas Ab’eles Pronouns:  He/Him Alias ( nicknames ):  Abra, Brax, Malph Gender:  Male Ethnicity/Species:  Sin’dorei / Elf & Demon Age:  Human equivalent of mid/late 30′s Date of Birth:  March 9th  Birthplace:  Unknown Spoken Languages:  Abra is fluent in Orcish and surprisingly ASL (Azerothian Sign Language!), he can get by well enough in Common & Thalassian.  Malph is fluent in most common languages spoken by Alliance/Horde plus many forms of Demonic. Romantic Preference:  Women  Sexual Preference:  Women or Men Occupation:  Mostly unemployed, occasionally will sell drugs or solicit himself for gold at the Red Moon. Criminal Record:  His criminal record is quite extensive:  Public indecency, public intoxication, assault/battery, arson, larceny, burglary, manslaughter, trespass, forgery, bribing, solicitation, etc...  The list goes on and on, he’s done A LOT of time in prison! Disorders:  Schizophrenia and depression are the two major disorders, but both are kept at bay thanks to Malph and his life has considerably improved since binding with the demon!  It does slip through every now and then at random times. Eye Color:  Fel green - Malph has black eyes Hair Color: Black w/the sides slightly greyed Height:  6′1″ Scars:   Scars of track marks litter both arms and attempted suicide scars cover his inner wrists as well.  There’s a large scar starting at the left temple of his head that cuts back through his hair towards the crown - his hair doesn’t grow in along the scar there so it’s rather obvious to see.  There’s other little scars here and there that litter his form, but nothing as obvious as those. Overweight: Nope Underweight:  Oh Yes! Color: Black, Fel Green, Blood Red Food:  Literally anything!  Sweets are always good, plus they are fun when combined with sex! Drink:  Cheap whiskey Candy: Chocolates Had sex: Yes  |   Had sex in public: Sooooo much public sex Kissed a Boy: Yes  |   Kissed a Girl: Yes Gotten Tattoos: Yes, he has tattoos covering both arms although there seems to be no order to them.  Just the numbers 1-70(ish, there might be more by now), left arm has the odd numbers and right has the evens although they aren’t all written in just your regular numbers.  Some are also roman numerals, others are runic.  Gotten Piercings: Yes, but all have since closed up.  Used to have ears and septum, but Malph didn’t like them. Smoked / Drank / Done Drugs :  He does all of these very regularly! A Cuddler: Yes, if he’s comfortable with that person. A Kisser: Yes, again if he’s comfortable with that person. Scared Easily: No   |     Jealous Easily:  No Trustworthy:  No     |    Considered Mean:  Probably to some! Harmed Themselves:  Yes  |  Thought of Suicide:  Yes Attempted Suicide:  Yes, many times but not recently. Wanted to Kill Someone: Ohh yes Have / Had a Job:  Could never hold anything steady aside from the occasional dealing and prostitution.   Siblings:  None that he’s aware of! Fears/Phobias:  Malph becoming obvious to others, erectile dysfunction Parents:  Father is unknown, mother died when he was very young

Guilty Pleasures:  This would imply he feels guilty about anything, which he does not!  Things he probably should feel guilty about:  Binge drinking, chain smoking, drug abuse, sex with strangers in the back alley or anywhere really.  The list could go on and on... What they would be famous/infamous for:  The fact he’s still alive even after pumping so much booze and drugs into his system!  His tolerance is off the charts and somehow he appears relatively healthy despite his horrible habits.  He also has zero filter, some of the things he says are extremely cringe-worthy but memorable! Character(s) you ship them with:  Tali of course!  These two have quite the history already and although things were rocky for awhile, they seem to be back on a better path!   @taliandrahflamesurge​ Character most likely to murder them:  Malph Talents and/or powers:  Abra himself doesn’t really possess much power...or talent.  He can do fun tricks with smoke, he can pound a bottle of booze in seconds, he’s very talented in bed especially with his tongue!  Malph, on the other hand, is a very powerful wrathguard.  He’s resistant to charms and compulsions and has the ability to take in other demon powers for an unspecified amount of time after, well...eating them.  He is certainly something to see on the battlefield!   Why someone might love them:  He’s ridiculously trashy, but clearly some people find that trait rather endearing!  He’s good at making others laugh and he’s always down to show someone a good time.  It seems as if he doesn’t take anything very seriously, it’s never a dull moment around Abra! Why someone might hate them:  Probably those same reasons above, he’s not everyone’s cup of tea!  Some find him annoying or his habits/words are too disgusting for their tastes.  Which is fine by him, he’s not there to impress anyone! How they have changed:  He’s definitely gotten more depth since I first started playing him.  He was meant to be the comic relief, I honestly didn’t think he’d ever find romance and love, nor spur such drama from those things!  I’ve loved it though, it’s been able to show many other sides of him that normally may not have came out! Why you love them:  Ohhhh man Abra is SO FUN to play!  I get to be disgusting with no filter and see everyone’s reaction to the crazy shit he says!  Plus he’s ridiculously social so he’ll approach just about anyone at any given time.  He’s probably the easiest character for me to play right now...which might be saying something about me! ;)

He was never good at grief, it was an emotion all too easily drowned in alcohol and made numb by drugs.  While most may wall themselves off from the world to wallow in their heartache, Abraaxas surrounded himself with friends and his favorite vices.  

It was safer that way too, being alone would only allow the intrusive and unwanted thoughts that could lead him towards another overdose.  He wasn’t seeking a pity party either, the information was kept to himself until blurted out on purpose in order to interrupt a petty argument that was about to happen. 

It was official now.   Tali and him were over.

The past week at the Broken Shore allowed some much needed time to think and figure out where he was, what he wanted.  In the end, it came down to a matter of wants.  She eventually wanted more:  A husband, maybe a family, stability.  Stable was the absolute last thing Abra could ever provide anyone.  Marriage?  Children?  Most people laughed at the thought of Abra with either of those things, but in reality the thought of it frightened him.  Maybe he was just afraid of change.

Then there was the matter of Malphas, the demon was known to hold a grudge and the two needed to be on the same page in situations like these.  The constant arguing and snide comments were not doing anyone any favors and it was only getting worse near the end.  There would be no working through this, but at least they had tried.

Some other life, some other time.

Some things just weren’t meant to be.