Hounchida Kiseu

Name:
Hounchida Kiseu


Age:
eternal


Race:
demon


Personality:
He's untrustworthy that's for sure. Makes a habit of eating human energy, and killing demons occasionally, especially those who step on his turf. His victims are usually beautiful ladies or cute girls, but the occasional guy doesn't hurt. He uses the guise of an underground drag racing king in the city, but this demon is dangerous. His hair is shaven in the famous side mullet, shaved short on one side and a long black on teh other that fades to orange or red when his' hungry, white when he's ready to feed, and various other colors such as green, yellow or purple in his other moods. He is most dangerous when his lips turn white and the black symbols draw themselves into his flesh. This is also when it is the hardest to resist him.  He's got a big ego, likes to threaten, and likes to flirt. 


Occupation:
Drag racing king. xD


Relations:
Nobody.....unless dead people count. xD


History:
What history does any demon have? A long life filled with endless human death, he was summoned into this world by a lonely woman wanting only to be loved. He heard her plea from the depths of Hades and and followed the call. In a dark room of some god forsaken hovel, a well dressed woman sat praying before a pentagram on teh floor.  She pulled her already short penchil skirt up and drew a blade across her inner thighs, a blood sacrifice that wouldn't show. A soft glow came from the lines of chalk, seeming alive. Fully formed, a beautiful man with half a head of long black hair that faded to a glorious flaming orange crawled out of it's center. Brown eyes found her blood and he hissed pleasantly. 

Surprised and terrified that her ritual had worked, she tried to scramble away from him. But her summoning was upon her and quite nude. 

"Shhh," he purred, "I'm not here to hurt you. You wanted company yeah?" his voice was soothing and he looked at her with gentleness in his gaze, "I am at your disposal...master."

he lowered himself, eyes locked with hers until he could lick the blood of ehr wounds. Stunned, she asked his name breathlessly. 

"What would you call me?" he answered softly.

The korean woman looked down at him, still unable to believe her eyes,

"Hounchida Kiseu," she said in ehr native tongue, meaning 'stolen kiss'.

"I like it," He whispered, moving up her body.


The red of his hair turned white and strange symbols faded into view across his pale lips.  She couldn't look away from his mouth and he kissed her, answering her wishes. But the kisses became hungry. She lay back, expecting a certain other deed to occur,

"Are you an angel?" She asked,

He crawled on top of her, as per her desire with a grin, he deepened the kiss until he drew moans from her. Suddenly the kiss held still, holding her mouth, his arms holding her body. Her moans turned to unhappy grunts and then muffled screams as he sucked the life out of her. He would drop her limp body and stand, wiping a thumb over his lips. 

"No darling, quite the opposite," he purred. 

He left her body and walked into the world naked....and hungry.






Sample Post:





He wanted her blood, he wanted her dead. Delicious living energy, there was no other like her, human or devil. He had to have her and today was that day. Watching her for months, biding his time, it would finally pay off.  She had a boyfriend and thus meeting her and attempting to lure her from him that way didn't seem to work. Damn her loyalty. But he didn't want to seduce her, he wanted to kill her.  She was never alone, never out of earshot of that boyfriend. Today that didn't matter. While he could easily kill them both, he only wanted her.

His moment finally came that night when he heard them arguing in their apartment, she ran to the balcony to cry and he heard things slamming about within. He descended beside her in a column of black smoke and solidified, he grabbed her. No more seduction, or deamatic hello, as per the usual. His hunger, his need for ehr drove him beyond his usual flattery. She screamed, but it was too late when his demonic lips closed over hers. She fought him, but could not pull away and then let out a muffled scream as his clawed hand bit into her belly, splitting skin and digging up through intestine. With some impressive effort, she was able to break the kiss long enough to scream her boyfriend;s name, and then she was back under his spell. It didn't matter if she called him now, it was already too late. He reached up for her heart. 

She tasted so good, it was toxic, so charged, so sweet, so mnnnnn. It made him aroused, and with a sickly pop, he ripped her beating heart free and yanked it out, letting her body collapse in a pool of crimson. Her wide terrified and lifeless eyes stared in frozen horror at the door. With the bloody hunk pulled from her torso, Hounchida smiled at it. He turned on his heel to see a very stunned man at the door looking at the horrible sight. Smugly, the demon bit into his prize like an apple, shooting a flirtatious glance at the man. For what could he do? Her blood had made him high, senses flying, but as he gazed at the mortal's icy blue eyes. Something in the other's face changed, something in his expression that gave even this demon chills and for the first time since he'd crawled out of Hell, he filled with genuine fear.