silvermist1116 — Roleplayer Guild

Here's my boy!

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"Never fear your demons. They're easy to kill."
  28     |     6'1     |     Latino & White     |     He/Him       |     216lb

[Cocky]

  APPEARANCE     

"The best I've ever been."

For the longest time Stacey's hair was long and voluminous. He let it grow out when he hung out with wannabe hippies and didn't cut it, until he was long into his music career. Trying to capture Apparitions with long, untamed hair like his was a hazard, so he cute it short. His fans freaked out about it. Most lamented his hair, said they no longer had their daily dose of hair porn, but he kinda likes it manageable. Brings more attention to his handsome face. His skin tawny skin his flawless on his face. He keeps up a good skin care routine. The rest of his body is marked by old scars that remind him of the worst half of his life, but he's past the nightmares and depression. The anxiety was hard to kick, but it's not as prevalent as it was in his teen years. He's filled out, no longer the skinny kid he used to be. He doesn't workout, but he still has nice muscle definition. He keeps his beard well groomed and trimmed down. His eyes are hazel, and change between light brown, green, and bluish gray sometimes. His eyes are consistently inconsistent. In his right ear are three piercings: lobe, upper lobe, and conch. He doesn't have any in his left ear. His style of clothing changes year to year. He doesn't get into trends, but he likes what he likes when he's in the mood for something different. Right now he's into long side open tank tops and skinny jeans, leather jackets, and silver rings. Sometimes he wears rings on all his fingers, others just on a few, depends on what he feels like when he gets up in the morning.

    PSYCHOLOGY       

"I do what I want when I want."

MAIN GOAL  ⫻ To capture strong Apparitions for his collection and Florida's a hot bed for activity lately. 

WHAT THEY WANT OUT OF THE COVEN  ⫻ Stacey's heard word around that the Outsider was bested by a group of novice magical girls. The Outsider shouldn't be in the hands of people that'll fuck around and let it get loose again. He wants in, so he can get it.

PHILOSOPHY  ⫻ People are selfish assholes, so fuck them and worry about yourself. Someone is always out to get something from you, even if it takes a long time they'll eventually stab you in the back. Always look over your shoulder.

SECRETS  ⫻ Stacey murdered his whole family and his first girlfriend. He'll gladly say he did it when the statue of limitations is over. That's in another decade or so. Then again normal people wouldn't believe he turned them to stone, but DENS will definitely be on his ass. He doesn't want trouble with the feds.

SEXUALITY  ⫻ Bisexual. He leans more towards women, but an attractive man is an attractive man. Doesn't ask him to be in a solid relationship though. He's here for a good time, not a commitment. 

FEARS  ⫻ Death via Apparition and Life imprisonment, but not in jail. A jail couldn't hold him. He doesn't want to be cursed or Abscised. He's seen it happen before and it was terrifying to think it could've been him once a upon a time.

REPUTATION  ⫻ Stacey is a global rock star. Millions of followers on all his social media, concerts, four albums, he's noticeable on the street that's for sure. He's taken to hiding his identity whenever he has to duel or wants to go out and about in public. He's got a big fanbase in Tampa. It's hella annoying.

FLAWS  ⫻ Stacey doesn't trust anyone. Everyone has an angle and he does his best to find out what it is and exploit it if he can. He's out for his own self-interest. He doesn't mind hurting people to get what he wants. He doesn't beat people up, but a curse here and there doesn't make him lose sleep at night.

   BACKSTORY      

"The dark days are over, but still hasn't found the sun."

When Stacey was seventeen, he and a group of people were spirited away to another dimension by a ghost girl. He was only there for a few days, but those few day changed him for the better he would say. He stopped letting people walk all over him, he stopped being afraid of people, though he's got a chip on his shoulder about blonde white women or white women that look like they'd be into alternative rock from the early 2000s. Don't ask. Upon his arrival home he was greeted by his family and ex-girlfriend. They pretended to be overjoyed to have him back after going missing for a few days, but he knew the truth. They just missed their punching bag. The first thing he did after his new found change was kill the people responsible for abusing him most of his life and his ex. He turned them to stone, then broke them into pieces so they'd never have the chance to break free. The only one he spared was Sandy. He's not sure where her statue ended up, but if the world ends she'll have a second chance at life.

He left home after he murdered them and ended up hitching hiking with a group of wanna be hippies that knew all about magic. No eminent danger, all the patience in the world, they liked his music, it was great. The two years he spent with them were the best years of his life, despite being riddled with nightmares of his family and being paranoid that someone will find out he's responsible for their deaths. When he left he had a demo album and more confidence in himself to achieve his rock star dreams. He spent two years getting his music out there to different record companies, playing in underground clubs, on the internet, anywhere he could get exposure. It finally happened for him when he was twenty-two. An up and coming record company saw his potential and signed him right away. Moon Star Records came through for him when they put his song Allure on the radio. It hit the charts and over night he had a big fanbase. It was more so pop-rock than his usual style, but it got his foot in the door.

Stacey's future was set. Fame, money, star power, everything he ever wanted and could ever want he had to the point he got bored. Writing music was the only thing that kept him entertained, but he couldn't do that all the time. It was part of his job now, so what could he do when he wanted a break? A woman named Erika paid for VIP tickets at one of his concerts for the chance to meet him. She introduced him to something he didn't know existed: Apparition dueling. He knew about Apparitions. When he was in another other dimension one wanted to kill him, but dueling was new. She said she knew he was extra-normal when she went to his first concert tour and heard him play Allure. His guitar glowed and sigils appeared around it. She had One-Eye-Open and thought he'd be a wonderful addition to the underground ring her father ran. He went to one to watch what it was all about and loved every minute of it. Extra-normals sealed Apparitions and used them to battle in a ring. No matter who hosted the events the rules were the same: 1. No deaths, and 2. Loser had to give up the Apparition they fought with to the winner. It was all in good fun as long as people didn't make bets that put them in the red. 

Stacey wanted in, but he had to get an Apparition first. The group he traveled with in his last teens told him how to seal an Apparition, but didn't put it into practice. He didn't have a reason to, so he had to trial and error it. The problem was that he couldn't get strong Apparitions, because they'd kill him or take his body so he had to go for weaker ones. Ones he didn't have to fight to seal them. He put them in various guitar picks he kept his guitar case, because they were small, light weight, and no one would question why he had them. His fight few fights in the ring weren't successful. He lost for months, lost most of his Apparitions to the point where he only had one left: Ikki. Ikki was a tiny yellow oblong blob that didn't have motivation to much other than fade away. He found it in a supposed to be haunted bed and breakfast in Oregon. It used to scare visitors whenever it'd speak to them or moved their stuff around to get their attention. It reminded Stacey of himself when he was younger and that's why he kept it and never put it in a fight. When he let it out, Ikki ate the other Apparition and absorbed its power. He didn't know it could do that. When he asked how it was that powerful later on, Ikki said it was never weak, but it didn't want to be alone anymore. It's attempts to get people to talk to it or interact with it were so it could ask them to take it with them. It'd been in that house for over a hundred years. It didn't even remember if it was human at one point or not. It was just waiting for the day someone wouldn't be afraid of it. It said that as long as Stacey didn't throw it away, then it'd do whatever he wanted. 

After that Stacey won match after match, Ikki became stronger, and it was easier for him to fight stronger Apparitions to capture for dueling. Stacey became the guy to beat. After years of dueling he got kinda bored. He went from frequenting dueling matches to going once or twice a year to check out the competition. Maybe someone would be a challenge, but they never were. So he changed his focus from dueling for sport to collecting Apparitions in his private studio just to have them. The stronger they are the more he wants them. Apparitions weren't on his radar every day, so it was only something he did in his free time. While dueling got boring, his music thrived. He made songs and albums based on the Apparitions he woke to. The stories they told were fascinating and bizarre. He became well known for his lyrical content.

   SKILLS & TALENTS      

"Nothing out of the ordinary."

SING, WRITES AND PLAYS MUSIC  ⫻  Can play the guitar and writes original songs. Without it he wouldn't be a rockstar. 

BASIC FIRST AID  ⫻  Knows his way around a first aid kit from practice on himself during his years of abuse. He'll tell you a lie every time about why he's almost as good as an EMT.

SENSES TROUBLE  ⫻  Has a sense for when shits about to go bad from years of having to watch out for himself. He's very aware of the people around him and picks up on a bad atmosphere. Like the calm before a fight breaks out. Sometimes it helps to be closer to the door than everyone else, even if he doesn't get close enough out of dodge sometimes.

APPARITION DUELING   ⫻  He's semi-retired from the game, but he can fight any Apparition any day of the week.

    ABSTRACTION    

"Stronger than ever."

TYPE  ⫻ Adept | Blue Lux

ABSTRACTION ⫻ The channeler is his teal guitar. The sigil that activates when he uses his channeler.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION  ⫻  When Stacey first got his abstraction it only worked when he played his channeler, but he the older he got and the more experienced he became he realized it worked as long as he had it in the same room with him. Not having his guitar in his hands when casting a curse got him in the habit of just saying the curse aloud, instead of singing it. As long as the words are a poem that's at least a bar (four lines of lyrics) explaining what will happen and how to break it, then he can cast a curse. Curses that he cast can also be undone by him as long as he includes he can break his own curse in the poem.  

Fears: This curse can make people hallucinate the thing they fear the most on and off, until Stacey says the trigger words. To break the curse sooner the person has to meet the conditions of the curse.

Stone: This curse turns people to stone. The only way to break it is if Stacey lets you go himself or the person meets the conditions to break free. He only uses this one when he wants someone dead. He rarely uses this curse, but when he does he destroys the statue right away so they can't come back. He's only ever spared one person.

Allure: This curse is a song that everyone that knows his music is familiar with. The chorus is a curse to make people stay his loyal fans forever. The amount of people he's cursed with this at concerts and live television is in the millions. Of all his curses this one is the hardest to break, because he doesn't know most of the people caught up in his spell.

Trap: This curse is the one he used to trap Apparitions in guitar picks for Apparition dueling. He's also trapped ones that he doesn't use for dueling. He's got a few nasties he can't let out, ever.

*Ikki is Stacey's Apparition sidekick that can make five nearly invisible clones at once that can eat the magic of its enemy and drains their power, giving Ikki a power boost. The boost increases the amount of magic it can take at a time. 

LIMITS  ⫻ (DO NOT FILL THIS OUT, I WILL PROVIDE IT FOR YOU)

WEAKNESSES  ⫻ (DO NOT FILL THIS OUT, I WILL PROVIDE IT FOR YOU)

   OTHER      

"I keep this one close to my heart."

The first album Stacey ever made was called Sandy and the Cinderella Boy. He never released it to the public and he never will.

Vashti's smile didn't put him at ease, then she passed out. They were wasting time sitting around to get her help. The fed that was helping her and another carried Vashti to their truck. Herik hobbled along after them. She couldn't go to the hospital alone while she was unconscious and couldn't fend for herself. He grabbed her possession she left behind, felt the pocket of her sweater for the quarter, it was still there, then followed them to the into the truck. They didn't leave right away, even though he wanted them to. He knew when to keep his mouth shut, especially when he didn't doubt they'd make him disappear if he made too much noise about it.

On the journey to the hospital he hadn't moved from Vashti's side, didn't take his eyes off of her, and held the hand that wasn't injured. When they got there he made up a story of how she was attacked by a pack of wild dogs. He couldn't think of anything else that might have looked like the bites and bone breakage that Jaws left behind. He had to lie about them being engaged for the staff to tell him anything about her care and condition. He didn't think too hard about it. He also got a new pair of crutches, because he left is in Madison's car. He didn't want to have to ask her for anything, even to get something he needed back. She wasn't worth the conversation, not after what she did to Vashti.

~.~

The next day he stuck to Vashti's side like glue. He wasn't going to take the chance of Madison or anyone else attacking her like yesterday. His mood was the worst it's ever been. He could let the way they all spoke to each other slide, because everyone gave as much as they got but malicious assault was different. Vashti could've been killed by a member. That's not what the Coven is. It's the first time it's ever happened and hopefully the only time. Claudette called them to the poolside. He sat next to Vashti, watching everyone else join them. He glared at Madison, and scooted closer to Vashti. He didn't care that she looked upset over what she'd done. She should. 

While Claudette spoke of her leader role, he kept a close eye on Madison. He didn't stare at her, but she was in his peripheral. Someone had to make sure there wouldn't be a repeat of yesterday. Claudette asked if they had suggestions on how to help fellow members with their Afflictions and curses. Finally, a leader that took them back to what was important. Why they got together in the first place. He had an easy answer, one he's talked about before that didn't involve looking for shady people in back alleys.

"What about Kimberly Walton? She was in contact with Agatha before she left. I'm sure she could help us."

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