#samael ref

Name ► Samael Amiati [Sam-eye-el  Ah-mee-ahtee] Nickname[s] ► Sammy, Sam Blood Color ► Maroon Age ► 18 sweeps Voiceclaim ► Thanatos (Hades) D.O.B. ► May 8th Astrological Sign ► Taurus Intent ► True Neutral Gender ► Male Height ► 6'2" Weight ► 155 lbs Orientation ► Polyamorous | Homosexual Occupation[s] ► Tattoo Artist | Piercer Lusus ► White-backed vulture Psionics ► Touch of Death: Contrary to the name, his psionics do not cause death. Upon physical contact from his hands and hands alone, he can feel exactly how someone will die. It’s a useless ability that does him more harm than anything, an accidentally coming into skin on skin contact with someone via his hands always drains him to a dangerous degree. Depending on how someone dies, he may be stuck in bed for a number of days trying to come back from the shock and pain. Strife Specibus ► Taser Trollian Handle ► grimSagacity [GS] Typing Quirk ► Starts and ends sentences with ///. Types in all lowercase Example ►

▼ Strengths VS Weaknesses ▼

Strengths ► Always careful | Cooperative and helpful | Extremely Organized Weaknesses ► Doesn't like risk | Can panic easily | Overwhelmed by crowds

▼ Likes ▼

✔ Studies of the occult ✔ Strange illnesses and genetic mutations ✔ Overall things that may be deemed a little 'strange' by others ✔ Reading and Poetry ✔ The arts ✔ Flower pressing ✔ Herbal tea ✔ Flowers, especially hibiscus and roses ✔ His job and the wide range of people that visit ✔ Listening to people talk about their passions ✔ Soft rain ✔ Warmer weather ✔ Down tempo music ✔ Dark colors ✔ Being well dressed ✔ Slight interest in fashion, classy goth

▼ Dislikes ▼

✘ Loud noises/trolls ✘ Neons ✘ Chokers and high collars ✘ Cool weather ✘ Bright lights ✘ Being asked about his scars ✘ Thunderstorms ✘ Physical contact ✘ People invading his space ✘ Drunk people entering his shop ✘ Hemoists ✘ The taste of meat ✘ Sweets

▼ Extra ▼

► Is a vegetarian, for he has a hard time digesting most meats. ► Speaks slowly and softly, methodical. ► Incredibly mild mannered, loud and eccentric trolls tend to overwhelm him. ► Highbloods generally make him feel uneasy and is usually distrusting of them. ► Fears bluebloods most, but especially tries to avoid blueblood women. ► Doesn't care much for material things and doesn't really grow attached to said things, his apartment looks rather empty. ► Rarely seen without a smile. ► He's very tolerant of mutants. ► His lost eye, horn, and scarring on his face and neck was caused by his ex. ► The damage done on his throat prevents him from raising his voice all too much. If he tries, he only ends up hurting himself. ► Sometimes raising his voice for extended periods of time can cause him to cough up blood. ► Doesn't talk about his past much, and would like to keep it that way.

▼ Quadrants ▼

Moirail ► N/A Matesprit ► Chrona Aquila, Marcel Bradik Kismesis ► N/A

▼ Relationships ▼

N/A [LOOKING FOR INTERACTIONS!!] ►

Basic stats: Name: Samael (troll-given) Gender: None (they are intersex, and any pronouns can be used, since they’re a (bird)cat and don’t care.) Species: Cat seraph*, winged purrbeast, wingmeow, etc. Status: NPC, beast companion

*Cat seraphs are a species I created a couple years ago. They were originally intended to be the divine messengers of one of the first iterations of Disciple that I played, who joined a hodge-podge game-playing group, and thus became a goddess in the new universe they created. I liked the species design and wanted Felide to have a companion, so I brought them back.

Samael is a tiny bronzeblooded ocelot with a lion’s tail and mane (still growing in, at this moment of writing) and the wings of a red kite. Cat seraphs do not have front legs - their wings attach at their shoulders, which are rather flexible, and they will sometimes hobble on their wings if they need to walk a short distance. They can climb, using their mouth and their clawed, feline hind legs, but they prefer not to. They prefer flight above other modes of transportation.

Felide and Samael first met in late July of 2016, when Felide discovered that something/someone had been leaving dead fish on her front walk. After some investigation, she was ambushed by a very sneaky Samael, who promptly refused to leave her alone, going so far as to tangle themselves in her hair. Since then, Samael has become a part-time resident at Felide’s Hive. They come and go as they please.

Ultimately, they are still a wild animal. They just like hanging out with Felide. They do not take on a lusus-like role with her - they’re more like a pet, except she didn’t adopt them, and they adopted her instead. It’s complicated. Although they do have some consideration for Felide’s well-being, most of the time they know she can handle herself, and allow her to do so.

Samael is what we call Chaotic Neutral. Meaning that they really don’t give a shit, and will go about giving no shits in the most troublesome way possible. Your water cups are never safe in Hive Leijon. (That’s why they’re all paper and plastic.)

Samael is also really fucking smart. They’re basically a reaper angel (their namesake) in the form of a cat(bird), who still has all of their reaper angel capabilities. They can and will reap souls and destroy evil spirits. Being that they have no hands, they do this by “pulling” the physical manifestation of the soul out of something with their mind/powers, and then just fucking eating it.

Samael knows who you are and what you’ve done. They’re the companion of a Heart player, specializing in souls. They just don’t give a shit. They can tell with laser accuracy exactly what kind of person you are, and if they decide they don’t like you or that you mean them/their trusted people harm, you’re fucked. Be nice to Samael. It’s for your own good.

That being said, they are on decent terms with most people. This is their hierarchy of trust at this moment of writing:

Lil + Nepeta (Huntress)

Felide + Xanthe

Everyone else