Desire OCT: AuditionSomething bad was going to happen. Figaro just knew it. He could feel it in his whiskers, a deep chill that had nothing to do with the December wind. It was the same feeling he had often felt in his previous life. The same feeling he got whenever he summoned a demon.
The feeling guided him through the city. Streetlight candles flickered as Figaro prowled through the darkness. He made not a sound as he traversed the cobblestone streets. Turning a corner, he began to smell brimstone. He was getting close.
Figaros hunt ended at a squat stone house. It was a crumbling, decadent place. It seemed abandoned, but the smell of brimstone was more powerful than anything now, so it was clearly his destination. The moon hung high in the sky. It was midnight, the premium time for a sacrifice.
Figaro snuck into the house, eyes glowing yellow in the pitch darkness.&
Figaro Character Sheet-Basics-
Name (nickname): Figaro
Age: 163 (but on his current life out of seven, he's 20)
Height: 6 ft
Build: Lean and thin. Only light muscles.
Eyes: Yellow cat eyes
Skin: Black Fur
Defining features: The fur on his muzzle, chest, tip of his tail, and eyebrows is white.
Clothing: Heavy brown winter jacket. Brown Suede Touring Cap. Worn out blue pants with hole for tail. Black collar with a silver buckle.
Weapons/Gear: Fangs, Claws, Fiddle
Unusual abilities (rate relative power on 1-5 scale): Can summon demons with his fiddle: 5 (doesnt like to do it).
Fighting Style: Street. No formal training besides with his fiddle.
Loves: Milk, Catnip, String Instruments
Fears: Rational things, nothing specific. (He's not fearless)
Quirks (at least 5): 1. He's rather moody, but not to a fault. 2. Plays his fiddle to calm himself down. 3. Very calculating, but still makes mistakes. 4.