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tagged by: @favcurite

So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse).
The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must reblog and tag 12 of your followers to spread the love. You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change with their character development.)

10 Questions. ( Before we start can you all please envision Aurelio slouched childishly and not really paying attention right now because that’s his reaction to being pointlessly questioned. )

1. What is your favorite word?

_{❛ Oh, joy. A trivial question is the one you start with? I do not have a favourite word, for these things I do not pay much attention to. I suppose if you’re going to badger me anyway, I would say ‘Valeriu’ is most like the top contender. I enjoy the way it sounds and the man it belongs to. Next question? Which toe am I most partial to, perhaps? ❜}

2. What is your least favorite word?

❛ Father. ❜ He says nothing other than that.

3. What turns you on?

_{❛ Submission and all its joys. Obedience. Defiance, maybe, when I’ve been with someone for a while – but I wouldn’t suggest such early in our relationship. A bounty of other things I tire to tell a stranger. Perhaps you’ll find out, in time. ❜}

4. What turns you off?

_{❛ The way a person moans can sometimes turn me off, if I wanted a mewling cub I’d buy a pet. I curb that eventually, however. Other than that, being irritating is most like the quickest way to leave my bed for good. ❜}

5. What sound do you love?

❛ Voices. ❜ Says he, fondly. ❛ Voices rank highest. I can quite fond of many sounds, so long as they sing melodic and not foul. I was recently gifted some wind chimes from a visiting family, they are quite enjoyable. I hang them above my bed. ❜

6. What sound do you hate?

❛ Shouting. Anything brash or loud. Do not be surprised if I slit your throat should you raise your voice at me. ❜

7. What is your favourite curse word?

❛ I do not curse, it is lewd and impertinent. ❜

8. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?

❛ I can be naught else than what the Maker destined me for. Imperial Divine is my true calling.. ❜

9. What profession would you not like to do?

❛ Anything other than what I do now, I would say. ❜

10. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God(s) say when you arrive at the pearly gates?

_{He does not quite like this question. He does not answer.}

Bonus Questions

1. Something most people don’t know about you?

A snort. ❛ I’m possessed by an Old God. Take a wild stab in the dark. ❜

2. Sexual Preference?

_{❛ I appreciate beauty, no matter who it comes in. ❜}

3. What position do you sleep in?

❛ I pay no real heed to such things. Oft, just — straight I suppose. I am fond of sleeping on my back. ❜

4. What if someone told you…you HAD to lose, just this one time?

_{❛ I would kill them, and win. ❜}

5. Greatest fear?

_{❛ Becoming my father. Losing my youth, my beauty. ❜}

6. If you could leave one thing to be remembered by, what would it be?

❛ I will leave Tevinter great. My name will go down in history books … I will be great. I will leave many things. ❜

7. What’s your middle name?

❛ Jabez. ❜ He purrs. ❛ It means born in pain. ❜

TAGGING: YOUR LAZY ASS.

15th October 2015 ★ 7:44 ★ 2

★ ( & ' HC. ) ★ long post tw

VALERIU. THE REDEMPTION. LOVER.

"I love you, even if you don't. I would give my life and soul to serve you, and cross the Fade to destroy your enemies. I do it out of love and fraternity, even if you don't wish for it.”

SYLVIS. THE INCORRUPT. INDENTURED.

“I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if Maker may choose, I shall but love thee better after death..”

BASIC:

Name: ???
Alias: Aurelio Jabez Lanius. The Black Divine.
Species: Oracle. Human with the reincarnated soul of the Old God Zazikel possessed in his form. Immensely powerful demonic hybrid mix.
Age: 26 in Main Verse.
Nationality: Tevinter.
Gender: Male.
Orientation: Pansexual/demiromantic.
Status: Single.
Class: Mage.
Specialization: Oracle.
Alignment: Chaotic Evil.
Occupation: Ruler of the Tevinter Chantry.

APPEARANCE:

Height: 6'5.
Hair Style: Lengthy, thick dark hair that rests at his hips.
Hair Colour: Black.
Facial Hair: Groomed, short facial hair.
Eyes: Empty, white. Blind.
Body-Type: Skeletal.
Skin Tone: Tan.
Scars: Deep, disgusting grooves all around his chest and body from his torture at a young age.
Misc: Oft adorned in jewels.

There is no denying that the man is beautiful. Cheekbones are perfectly sculptured and leading to lips crafted from marble, eyes --- blank as they are, shine in deep-set bone underneath thick, black brows. He walks as if in a dream, waves his hands about in speech ---- expression almost always serene and calm. Fingers tipped in clawed nails, thin and gorgeous and liable to make one forget how entirely cold and calculating he truly is. He is false. All of him is false.

SKILL SET:

blood manipulation. third sight. elemental magic. mental manipulation. fade traversing. demon communications. abilities of a seasoned pride demon. skilled manipulator. extremely intelligent. oracle. schemer.

PERSONALITY:

HE STANDS TALL AND LITHE & domineering and frail. eyes are blank and white, unseeing. thick, black hair crowned with golden circlets and chains hangs down to his waist and trails the beginning of the skirt he wears, encircling a skeletal waist. chest is bare and covered barely by a sheet of transparent mesh fabric that exposes a grotesque scar directly down his midsection and a gaping, jagged tear where his heart should be. feet are bare and ringed. fingers adorned in the finest jewels. his features are beautiful and terrifying. he sits atop tevinter as a dragon does gold. HE IS THE BLACK DIVINE.

^{aurelio. 26. 6′5. pansexual. demiromantic. oracle. blood mage.}

what is an oracle? a tortured child. an oracle is made when a maleficar binds a child to a demon through a week of intense torture, forcing them together through naught but evil and gore. the child is lulled into slumber and caged in the fade while their body is torn apart to make way for the demons entry ----- oft a procedure carried out by more than six mages at a time. if the child survives, they are left sightless and fraught with mental illness but they are left a numen in human flesh. oracles can traverse the fade with ease and at any time, torture their enemies in their dreams ( to death in some scenarios ), tempt mages into giving into temptation, they are the most powerful blood mages in Thedas ( a step above Llomerryn Seers ) to a point where they can PHYSICALLY manipulate people, breaks bones et cetera. they see through the eyes of a demon and can detect smell, movement, heat and sound triple that of an ordinary human. oracles can also only be killed if one travels into the fade and kills the demon inside them, so they can withstand immense physical pain and even things such as being stabbed in the heart will have little effect. oracles can also see into the mind of a person, tear apart their fears and hopes and use them to manipulate them verbally and emotionally. many magisters attempt to force their slaves to become oracles in order to gain an upper hand in the magisterium with their immense and unrivaled abilities ---- but it is difficult to survive the altercation of becoming one in the first place. three oracles are known to have survived in the lifespan of Thedas, though many have tried. the third is aurelio.

aurelio was born to Divine Crematicus IV as the tenth son he had bore and the thirteenth child. Crematicus was a strict man, a man of order and a man desperate to bring his most worthy child into his stead as Imperial Divine. He’d worked his fingers into the web of the Chantry and knew every which way to turn them to get what he wanted ----- he was a respected man. A worshipped one. And he was desperate to maintain this image.

SO IMAGINE HIS DISDAIN WHEN HE BORE AN UNWORTHY CHILD. His final boy was a scrawny thing. Ugly. Frail. All he did was cry and whine and refuse to undergo the teachings needed for him to live up to his families standards. Three years passed --- and Crematicus was at his wits end. The boy was a laughing stock. It was weakening his family. He had to get rid of it.

So when he was approached by a certain interested Magister with the procedure to turn his son into an Oracle, a procedure almost certain to end in death, he couldn’t agree quicker. At the age of three the boy was subject to torture beyond comprehension and FEAR beyond belief as he was TORN APART by a demon. Four days went by in the week. Five. He did not wake from the nightmare. Six. Seven. They gave up hope.

BUT HE SURVIVED.

Sightless. Possessed. Tortured. Born anew in pain. The boy survived and his father rejoiced. Finally he was worthy. Finally he had purpose to let him live --- and live he did. He learned. He grew --- he ... was subjected to the wandering hands of men, woman ... a mother who took advantage of his blindness. His silence. He did not speak a word since he became an Oracle. He endured. He watched. He learned. He was abused and molested and used for his abilities and used for his body and his blossoming beauty. Then, at the age of thirteen ---- people started to die.

On his thirteenth birthday they found his sister impaled on the fence. On his fourteenth birthday, they found his brother lying in a pile of his own vomit. On his fifteenth, another brother was hung from his bedroom in an apparent suicide. Every year another sibling. Another mysterious, accidental death. Crematicus was haunted by the deaths, especially that of his wife ----- who he awoke to lying by his side with her eyes forcibly removed and her genitalia mutilated beyond recognition. He dreamed of their deaths. Nightmares plagued him and he swore ... in all of them he caught of glimpse of his youngest son. The boy he had not even had the effort to name before he sold to torture and death. Just in the corner of his eye.

They all died. One by one. Viciously. Meticulously. And always the boy was there --- until the day there were none left. The day of the boys twenty-third birthday. The day his father would finally leave his seat as Divine and another would be elected. There was a huge ceremony. Crematicus and his only son walked out on the balcony of the Spire to hear who would replace the Imperial Divine. The name was read out to shock. To disbelief. To stunned silence ---- for none knew the name. But they would. And as his father finally fell victim to the cold hands of death on that balcony --- the boy stepped forward, a smile on eerie white lips and arms spread wide as he spoke the first words he’d spoken in twenty years.

I AM AURELIO. I AM YOUR DIVINE. I AM YOUR SAVIOUR.

WARNING.

This blog is frequently nsfw and deals with triggering issues, portrayals of mental illness, && much more!! There will be frequent mentions of and actions regarding sex, violence, mental illness, mental abuse, physical abuse, child abuse and molestation mentions in backstory, self harm, offensive and lewd use of language in descriptors (mostly to do with sex). I will try and tag them accordingly, but if anyone needs anything particular put under a tag I will do so upon request. NSFW will be tagged as 'nsfw'. Also please understand that Aurelio can romanticize any and all of the aforementioned triggers, but these views are in no way shared between mun and muse. I am not my character. If you've words to have with me about my portrayal, do so with politeness and a calm demeanor and it will be returned. I respond in kind to any and all asks

ORIGINAL CONTENT.

Aurelio, obviously, belongs entirely to me. His backstory, abilities and what he is are from my own design: Oracles are a subset of Seers that I created a while back on a slave original character. An Oracle is an extraordinarily powerful soothsayer that has been forcibly conjoined with a demon to augment their abilties. This, however, leaves them fraught with physical and mental illnesses. Aurelio has been fused with the reincarnated spirit of the Old God of Chaos, Zazikiel. Due to this, he is an immensely powerful numen and I seriously advise you take this into consideration upon interaction. If I feel my character is being ridiulously undermined, or underestimated, I will lose interest and drop the thread. If you have not read up on my character, and I will know, I will drop the thread.

GENERAL.

No god modding, blah blah, all that jazz. Roleplaying 101 rules really. I am selective, independant and private so please bear this in mind if I don't follow back immediately. Also, if I post a starter call or an open, I will post in the tags whether or not it is for mutuals only. Sometimes I feel like broadening and interacting, but please bear in mind that for my general wellbeing I do like to keep things organised and under control.

MUN.

Okay wassup my name is Knoxville, I'm 21 years old and live in London, UK. I go by she/her predominantly but I'm an androgyne, not female. I take any real pronouns in passing, any gendered terms: dude, bro, sis, chick etc don't bother me and I respond to them all. I am also very gay, I'm pansexual as fuck and a highly sexual and open person, I don't tend to hold back in conversations. I do work full time and I'm currently moving further into education options so if my activity is sporadic sometimes, I apologise!! I also suffer profusely from respiratory problems and other small health issues, and I've been struggling with eating disorders since I was twelve, it has rendered me infertile and with a bunch of other bodily issues. So please. I ask for food, pregnancy, children, babies, ana/bulimia mentions and brain tumor/cancer mentions to be tagged specifically. TW: Pregnancy, etc. 'Knox don't look' is cool too, I've added that to my tag list. Other than that, my skype is BJORNBEARDONG and I'm always a slut for plotting. Thanks for reading my rules you gorgeous creations.