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@witchymicah

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mistressxskyeâ:
Oh well that wasnât what she was expecting. Lips curling into a smile she nodded her head to indicate the door could be open. âThat sounds like a fun idea. Havenât been to a pub in a while here.â Normally she was busy with work or her best friend, so when she needed to drink she went for the source. âDo you have a name?â
âI happen to have many fun ideas.â Micah sat up and stretched his arms out above his head with a groan. Wow, heâd been sitting still for far too long. âMicah.â The witch chirped. He wagged his finger at her as if he were trying to place a face to a name. âYou uhâyou run the toy shop, donât you? I like that place.â
patissieralastairâ:
âYou know, I could probably report you to Miss Raenella if you keep using your powers for evil or I could complain to King Seth.â He was sick of people stealing his sweets. They werenât easy to make and he put his heart and soul into every pastry. âDo you not have anything better to do?â
"Youâre no fun.â Micah rolled his eyes and slid off the countertop with an exaggerated sigh. "And what I do is hardly evil, spoilsport. Unless maybe you live in a childrenâs cartoon.â Which given his profession, maybe he did. Slipping some money across the counter he continued to ogle the pastries. âBetter to do? Whatâs better than your baking?â He said with mock sweetness. âBesides, I like to actually feed my rentals.â No feed from them he thought with a smirk. âTheyâre all so skinny.â
mistressxskyeâ:
âCoffin? Thatâs a new one,â Skye said with a smile as she looked over at the boy who had spoken. âThat depends, what do you have in mind for this pick me up?â
âDepends.â Micah pursed his lips, his eyes wandering over her form. âBut you strike me as a Type AB kinda gal. Wanna go to the pub? Iâm bored out of my mind.â
mirandajxnkinsâ:
âJust as much as jokes might arenât yours.â Her delivery had been lacking, she couldnât blame the man for not understanding her dry joke â though it truly wasnât as funny as she thought it might be. âYeah, well, it comes with the whole howl at the moon territory, you know?â She was still relatively new to this life, having lived in utter ignorance and bliss with a vampiric family, but sheâd grown quite fond of her lycanthropy. ââ and what about you? You more of a blood sucker or do you ride around on a wooden broom?â
Oh feisty. How sweet. âWhen you actually learn one youâll have to tell it to me. I like jokes.â Micah chuckled, admiring the young womanâs beauty. It was hard to believe such delicate features could snap and morph into something truly monstrous under a full moon. âOh wooden broom for sure. Itâs a bit old fashioned, but itâs oh so fun. Ever tried?â

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mistressxlillianâ:
Lillian should have been more at peace with herself â at least enough to control the brutish side of the wolf, but her place in life made it difficult. She watched as he tried to regain his composure, with her arms firmly across her chest. âYouâre not my type either. Witches are supposed to be in touch with wolves, or some dumb shit like that,â she grumbled. âBut here you are. Antagonizing one before the full moon. I prefer my partners to have a little more brain.â
âWow. I want whatever youâre smoking.â Where in the hell did it say he had to be in touch with wolves? What sort of stupid shit was she spewing? He didnât owe her or anything other mutt on the island a fucking thing. âOn the contrary,â Micah pushed himself up to stand and brushed himself off. âI was providing a simple recommendation and asking about your work. Itâs not my fault you canât keep your urges in check this close to a moon.â Seriously, werenât masters suppose to be more in control than this? âThat makes sense. They do say opposites attract.â
patissieralastairâ:
Alastair stared blankly at the witch. âI am in a bad mood because youâre here again, Micah,â he replied with a dramatic sigh. âAre you going to try and steal my pastries again? Because I already deal with one very annoying vampire doing that.â
âSweet Alastair,â Micah sighed and leaned against the counter. His eyes scanned the freshly baked goods as he wondered which one heâd taste today. âI donât steal.â He said innocently, batting his long lashes. âWe both know you like giving me your pastries to try. Youâve got such a generous heart after all.â
mistressxlillianâ:
The mistressâ nose wrinkled up in what could only be described as disgust before she made a point of flinging him towards a wall with ever amount of strength she could muster. âDonât make me laugh,â she scoffed. âThe fact you think youâre even worthy of thinking such a thing is laughable.â
Micah had always found it funny how stupid and brutish wolves became under the influence of the full moon. The mistress might have thrown him but at least sheâd let him go like he had wanted. Even if it had been with near bone breaking force. After a moment, he rolled over to his back with a huff and tried to pinpoint what in his body could have been broken. âFantastic.â Micah chuckled weakly and forced back the urge to send an overwhelming depressive wave of energy her way. âYouâre really not my type anyway.â
mistressxlillianâ:
âI do. My default kindness doesnât extend to anyone besides the slaves,â she stated. She approached him and reached out to grip at his shirt â her eyes flashing dangerously. âIâd advise you to not talk on my job nor my life like you know what it is Iâve had to go through. As you say, I bite.â
âSounds like a yes.â When the young wolf took hold of his shirt, he lazily leaned toward her, his eyebrows arching. He always enjoyed poking wolves. After all, many were all bark and no bite. Micah looked down at the grip on his shirt and bit on his lower lip suggestively. His tone lowered to a near whisper and his gaze locked with hers. âIf youâre trying to turn me on itâs working.â
mirandajxnkinsâ:
âWrong species ââ Hazel eyes lifted from the ground, having previously been trained on a blade of grass that was rolling in the wind. ââ and no. I woke up just fine, thank you.â Miranda had never been an extremely sassy girl, but having freedom only to be locked back in another cage. Well, she thought it gave her a reason to be.Â
âI suppose figures of speech arenât your strong suit, huh little one?â Micah smirked and leaned back on his hands. He tilted his head and watched the other curiously, enjoying the banter. â I really canât imagine sleeping all that well in a cell myself, but it sounds like youâre much better suited for that sort of thing.â

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mistressxlillianâ:
Lillian stared over at the civillian, clearly not amused. âI can handle myself, thank you very much.â What was with the obnoxious nicknames? It was near the moon and she wasnât against bashing someoneâs face in. âI donât worry about biting anyways, because I donât treat them like trash like most of you.â It was rare that a slave lashed out at her â at least ones she didnât bring in.
âOh,â Micah chirped with mocking sweetness. âSounds like you bite too.â Clearly the mistress wasnât enjoying their playful banter as much as he was. Oh well. âArenât we being a tad hypocritical, mistress?â The young witch leaned against the near wall and walked his fingers up along it, his eyes wandering. âOr does being nice to them make up for the fact that youâve brought so many of them here?â
swcctmercyâ:
âI donât sleep in a coffin.â Noah pointed out obliviously. âI mean sure, I sometimes like to take a nap on the exam tables but thatâs only whenever Iâm too tired to make it all the way to the second floor from the basement.â He ran his finger along the rim of his cup. âBut as for a pick me up, maybe. Coffee didnât cut it this morning. Neither did buying new books.â
âYou should try it.â The witch smirked, his tone playful. âItâs cozy unless youâre claustrophobic.â It amused Micah to know that the witch had been using coffee as his pick me up. There were far too many more fun alternatives to caffeine after all. âYâknow, thereâs a potion for just about everything nowadays.â He mused. âIâm sure I could find you something that would get the job done.â
Lillian was stressed by the events of the carnival. It had been rather unpleasant to her senses â from the vomit to the blood and all of the other fluids in between. On top of that, it didnât help that she had run into Sam and might have had one of the most heartbreaking nights of her life. As if to placate her guilt, she found herself at the Infernum once again.Â
The scent of misery and blood hit her as soon as she opened the door, her nose wrinkling up in disgust. She was sure some had been maimed in their attempt to finish the events of the carnival.
She walked through the cells to find someone who might accept some TLC before she wrapped delicate fingers around the bars. âWould you like to get out of here?â
Bored out of his mind after the events of the previous night, Micah found himself wandering around the cells looking for someone to help him around the shop. But, with the full moon near and the aftershocks of the event, none of the slaves seemed suitable for what he needed. Seeing the mistress look into one of the cells as Micah smirked. âCareful goldilocks, that one bites.â
âWake up on the wrong side of the coffin there, cutie pie? Looks like you could use a little pick me up.â

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Look what the cat dragged in ! People say that [MICAH] holds an uncanny resemblance to [SAMUEL LARSEN], that they appear to be [99] years old and it is rumored they prefer to be addressed as [HE/HIM/HIS]. We do wonder; does the [WITCH] enjoy their life as a [CIVILIAN]?Â
General
Name: Micah
Alisas/Nicknames: Mic
Age: 99
Species: Witch
Status: Civilian
Occupation: Employee at Spells & Potions
Gender: Cismale
Height: 6â˛
Powers
DEFLECTION: Learned as a defense mechanism, Micah has been practicing deflection since he was a young child. Because of this, he is fairly good at it. He has the capability to deflect spells and supernatural powers that are used against him using an energy-based shield that he generates from his hand. However, it must be consciously activated in order for it to work, which makes the witch vulnerable when unaware of an impending attack. He uses this power frequently to keep himself safe on the island and keep himself out of slavery.
PATHOKINESIS*: Like his deflection, Micahâs pathokinesis was developed as a defense mechanism. The witch can sense and manipulate the emotionsââincluding feelings, moods and their affectsââof themselves, people, animals and other creatures, whether by increasing, decreasing, causing or otherwise channeling emotions, even manifesting the emotional energy to physical level. While Micah has some control over this power, he is still learning how to perfect it and control it better. If he is feeling an emotion too intensely it can consequently alter the mood of a room or an individual person. This also makes him prone to moodiness and makes him temperamental. To control this power he of often meditates and tries to keep a level head in social situations. Because he is honing in on this skill, he practices it rather frequently and experiments on people.
DIVINATION*: This power while his oldest, is not his best skill of the three. His divination, a method of reading the future, the present and the past, can be achieved by communicating with the supernatural and by reading certain patterns or omens in things like tea leaves and palms. These patterns and communications often donât come to him when he wants them to and can come at inconvenient times even. While the power is still difficult for him to control, Â he has been successful discerning certain readings by using certain divination rituals. Having had this power abused by others in the past, he keeps this part of him a secret. He generally uses this power around people he trusts and when he's alone.
AboutÂ
Micah has a history of being abused by others for his divinatory powers. As a result, he tries to keep them to himself unless heâs practicing or giving a reading to a friend.Â
This abuse is partially the reason he came to the island. Having a terrible mentor who would over cause him to nearly overdose, he finally got the courage to run away and try to start his life over.
Open Connection: Old Mentor (UTP, Witch, Master, 100+, past abuse tw)
A resident troublemaker, Micah has been hanging out around the island for about three years now. When he first arrived he tried to become a master but didnât make the cut which he is slightly resentful for.Â
He can be rather indignant at times because of his status on the island and tends to poke fun at and mess with some of the slaves and masters. But itâs all in good fun and he doesnât actually ever intend on getting on anyoneâs bad side.
Heâs an employee at Potions and Spells and is usually hanging out there when heâs not around causing trouble. He likes making potions and crafting spells for scrying.
To those he is close to he often does divinatory readings but tries to keep this power a secret whenever possible.
He likes to party and is fairly reckless with his encounters.Â
Because heâs still rather young for a witch and hasnât developed his skills to the level he wants. Though his magical is powerful, it is really difficult for him to control. Because of this, he is often practicing on people and things around the island.
Open Connection: Teacher (M, Witch, Master, 100+)
He has a raven familiar named Reykr and likes to grow his own Cannabis.
Micah likes to sing and can play a few instruments including, guitar and piano.
Bedroom
Orientation: Pansexual / AromanticÂ
Preference: Vers/Switch, Brat
Yes Please: rough sex, hair pulling, choking, oral (giving/receiving), toys, consensual non-con
OK: shibari, bondage/restraints, sensory deprivation, sissification, wax play
Soft Limits: TPE, marking/bruising, impact play, exhibitionism, age play, pet play
Hard Limits: pain play, blood play, vomit, scat, urine