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Nikkolaus Solan

Original
Kitty
Plurk: fortheteam

DEMON

⯌ Physical changes
Adorable tiny demon wings, so smol
Fangs
Horns
Glowing gold eyes (but only when fully possessed)
Refrence pic!

⯌ Mental changes Murderlust eventually :)

⯌ Other It's absolutely psychotic and bent on total destruction of all living things. Its true form also kinda looks like his crush oops.

OOC Info: Permissions

⯌ Backtag Please do this!

⯌ Fourthwall Nah.

⯌ Shipping Go for it but know he's got issues... Also GUYS ONLY.

⯌ Smut See above.

⯌ Violence Always.

⯌ Off-Limits If you're going to bring up anything graphically sexual, check with me first.

⯌ Other Some of his themes deal with self-harm, suicidal idealization and parental abuse. Let me know if you want to steer clear of that. Other than that, he's a shapeshifter who prefers his wolf form when he doesn't feel like dealing with people. When he's not being a furry, he's a magical knight who can harness the power of the sun (in reasonable amounts) through his sword. Also his woof form is BIG. Like dire wolf big.

IC Character Info

⯌ Inmate Name (Profile pic is that of his wolf form.)

⯌ Inmate Designation Wolf

⯌ Inmate Age 18

⯌ Cell Block Tsuchigumo

⯌ Crimes Murder, many counts of attempted murder, so much assault, aggravated assault, destruction of private property, assuming a false identity, hacking (badly)

by killthecake

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Full character render by Yohao

Memory for Gift Game

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You're being attacked by something. Another wolf your size. Only you're human now and the wolf is blood red and full of malice and sadism. You screwed up. It managed to pin you, get your throat. Your attempts to free yourself aren't working. Everything hurts.

Suddenly the pain gets INFINITELY WORSE, the wolf crushed into your body. And then that new pain is gone. You can breath again. But someone else is here. You gather all your remaining strength to throw yourself at them. A startled cry. You grab their neck in your grip, momentum dragging you both to the ground.

Blood red. That's what you see blood red. But not liquid. Eyes. Eyes of surprise and deepening annoyance. Distantly, you demand who they are.

"Pervert!" The surprise makes you release them. A stupid mistake. One that gets you punched in the face. They're laughing now. He's (minus the wings) laughing now. Oh so pleased with himself. Even more amused by your indignant response. Throwing everything back at you with ease. But keeping enough distance to avoid another attempt.

You realize you know each other. You fought each other before. He pretends to pout about not being able to fight anymore. You're on the same team now. The feeling isn't mutual. But he ignores you, reminds you of your current condition. More shouting, bickering, stupid shit. He seems to enjoy it.

Until you try to get up and can't. He offers a hand. Of course you refuse. He chides you and eventually drags you up anyway. Helps you down the mountain you had been on.

More pointless conversation. Mostly about him. Lucien. You refuse to give anything about yourself. Aside from your name. Practically snarled out when he reminds you that he just saved your life.

He manages to say something stupid again. You lose your temper. Wrench him around. He's annoyed now but less than annoyed than he probably should be. Seems to shift topic with more inane talking. It's infuriating. But the more rankled you get, the more he seems to enjoy it. Even gives you a nickname just to piss you off. Nikki.

You instantly hate it. Especially how he says it sounds cute.

You reach the mountain's base. You want to leave. Get away from him. His inability to shut up. He asks about your shoulder. It's in bad shape. The other wolf cut to the bone. One of your worser injuries. Mentions his sister is good with medical supplies, you won't need to go to a clinic. Another prideful refusal, but you're so tired now.

He's already figured out your buttons. Says you owe him for saving your life and a name isn't going to cut it. Says you're part of a team now and his sister wants to meet more people like the two of them. Wants you stay with them until you're recovered. Why does he care? It's so stupid. But you can't go back to pack. You can't endanger them. You have nowhere else to go anymore. And you have to stay close to Jacen. You have no choice.

Acceptance. A handshake. "Guess that makes us partners for the time being, Nikki."

A mistake. You know it's a mistake. So why do you still follow?

Memory 2

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You are talking to someone, telling them they're wrong about why you're leaving. They dismiss your protest, calling you easy to read, blaming your actions on your feelings for your partner.

You try to argue its a quest for answers, absolution. A partial truth. Maybe you just want to know why your partner can affect you in a way nobody else ever has. How he had been able to so easily crash through the walls you'd spend years fortifying.

The one you're with suddenly grabs you and yanks you toward a closet. "I've got just the thing for absolution." They present you with a gun. You've never held one before.

Your initial reaction is disgust. They're the one obsessed with guns, not you. They dismiss your words again, shoving the gun into your hands and saying the weapon has provided them with their best answers. They call it a gift for you bothering to listen to them, refuse to take it back when say you need no compensation, you only do what you want to do.

"No. I'm not taking it back. But if you can't stomach a trade, when you find the answers that you're seeking, you can return it. In that case, it's just a loan, not a gift. You can't refuse that."

You hate this. But they seem sincere about the gun being the path to your answers. It makes you waver. You mentally compromise, reminding yourself that it's just optics, the wolf doesn't need weapons and they don't have to know you never used the loan. You're never coming back here again anyway. You shove the weapon into your coat.

Memory for Seasons 1

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- You're waiting in what appears to be a fancy living room. A young man (minus the wings) enters, looking shocked to see you. He snaps at you for scaring him and you react with indifference, revealing that the two of you had been in the middle of an ongoing tiff. You admit that you had made the mess in the other room while looking for something. The other man attempts to puzzle this out before you immediately ask where Mira is, and the person says she's out looking for you. Though the man suggests calling her to explain everything's all right, you tell him to wait until you have your talk, something about an argument the previous night.

- The other man loses his temper early in the conversation and snaps at you for being so vague and untruthful with him. Your hurt is clear in your tone, as you say his name (Lucien) and remark that you also hate dishonesty. Confused and wanting to reassure you (his partner), Lucien reaches out to you, only to have you bring him closer.

- Your vision goes blood red and you violently hurl around a confused Lucien until he tackles you and you both start violently sparring. Neither of you seems to be actually trying to hurt the other until your boiling frustration drives you to dislocate Lucien's shoulder and drag him outside to continue the fight.

- Things get much more vicious, as Lucien pleads for an explanation, while you fling magic attacks at each other with your swords in between actual clashing of blades. You're both taking on various shares of damage. Amid the fight, you began accusing Lucien of lying to you, screaming that you trusted him, cared about him. When Lucien attempts to reason with you using his favored nickname for you (Nikki), you snap at him not to call you that and declare you're not friends.

- Eventually you get the upper hand due to Lucien's bad shoulder and his emotional state. You hold a switchblade to Lucien's throat, which causes Lucien to go into total mania. But Lucien can't manage to break free and keeps pleading with you. You call him a demon but drop the switchblade at the sight of his panicked state. Desperate to rebuild your resolve, you call Lucien a monster pretending to be human and accuse him of lying to you to get close to the people you're sworn to protect. Lucien denies it but admits he is a demon. You lose it completely, revealing that you had believed that Lucien truly loved you and screaming that you should have killed him before. Cue punching blows from both of you. Lucien furiously accuses you of never listening and attacks you until you almost break his wrist.

- You use Lucien's pained distraction to try to slit his throat but panic once more at his hysterical scream and throw the switchblade far away from you both. As a now shocked and semi-psychotic Lucien taunts you for being unable to kill him, you feel yourself going into shock and stumble away from him. Unable to reconcile your weakness. But Lucien's next comment that you aren't human either, that you're a fucking wolf, give you a new plan as you immediately transform into a massive black wolf. This will be much easier.

- Lucien tries to fend you off with the switchblade before dropping it. He insists he doesn't want to fight you like this. He points out that you had been unable to kill him with the knife. This only makes you angrier and you manage to pin him to the ground, young fangs in his shoulder. But Lucien has also managed to recover the switchblade in the scuffle, although he continues to not use it, declaring that he won't hurt you. When he tells you that killing you would be like killing every part of himself that matters, you coldly counter that he is nothing to you. Lucien drops the knife and tells you he doesn't care what you do anymore. This completely confuses and unsettles you, even as you keep insisting that you will kill him. Eventually the affirmations become weaker, as you realize you can't do this even now, even after everything. You release him with a howl of anguish, as your transformation melts away.

(Fight visual for reference.)

Memory for Seasons 2

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This memory is loose and warm and practically buzzes with electric energy, along with the loud sounds of voices in practically every direction, chattering in the casual manner one might expect of a public venue.

You're in some sort of restaurant, obviously a fancy one, surrounded by a young woman, a blond-haired teen and another teen with red hair (minus the wings). Whereas most of the quartet is already seated, the blond seems to have just arrived and is muttering something about "Lucien" looking rather cozy with you since he happens to be sitting beside you.

Lucien encourages the blond to seat next to "Mire" and teases you, while Mira throws a fit at the idea of having to sit next to the blond. Alex.

"What if Nikki doesn't want to move? You know how stubborn he can be," Lucien quips.

"Only for you," you mutter, staring at a drink Lucien had previously finished for you, without your permission. You eventually offer to give up your seat, but Lucien grabs for your shirt to yank you back down, as he barks something to Mira about being a proper team for once, startling everyone at the table along with some onlookers.

Mira gives in with a placating smile and invites Alex to her side, while Lucien expresses his gratitude in the most honeyed tone possible.

It doesn't take long for Mira and Alex to start bickering at each other once more, as you joke to Lucien about the pair stealing your usual bitchfest. Which leads to some playful banter that carries an almost giddy feeling with it. Like it actually feels good to be able to talk to each other like this. Relaxed. Friendly.

Your play is interrupted by Mira reminding you both that you still have to order. Alex takes the opportunity to get in another jab about Lucien and you not trying to murder each other for once. "Is it just me or are you and Amritas actually avoiding ripping out each other's throats?"

Lucien doesn't seem to mind the tease and simply bares his teeth at you, as he takes a deliberate bite of a chip. "Oooh, biting sounds fun."

"Grow up," you snap at him.

But Alex still seems shocked by the exchange and points out that only a short while ago, you might have punched Lucien for that comment.

Mira does her best to intervene for both Lucien and you, which only causes you to snap about how you can handle your own battles. And things only get worse from there, with a verbal spat between Lucien and Alex eventually devolving into smack talk about how they can take each other.

"With or without the gun?" you snarks at Alex, who immediately snatches Mira's drink and threatens to pour it all over you. Mira only seems to encourage this course of action.

Which inevitably leads to you making some smartass remark about unsisterly feelings toward Lucien, and has Lucien all too ready to defect to Mira and Alex's side.

"I bet to everyone else, we look like a dysfunctional family," Mira gripes, as she covers her face with her hands.

Lucien jokes about helping Alex give you a new iced tea dye job and even pretends to creep closer to help hold you down. "Touch me and I will flip you over this table," you snarl, as you snatches for his arm.

Lucien quickly retreats back to Alex's now empty seat and tries to hide behind a menu. "Nikki, we can't do that sort of stuff here. People are watching. It's considered lewd." The tone carries such over-the-top mortification that the memory almost stings with second-hand embarrassment.

Mira shouts his name in reprimand, as you snatche for the menu as well, viciously yanking it from Lucien's hands.

"Keep pushing me, Lucien."

Mira's face goes back to her hands. "All I wanted was one peaceful meal with my brother and now it looks like I'm going to have to explain to the police why I had to stab an unfortunate eighteen-year-old with a butter knife."

"I suggest a spoon. It's more painful," Alex offers helpfully.

You jerk your head toward Alex. "You're next, bitch!"

Amid the building chaos and the probable calls for management, Lucien leans back in his chair, tipping it slightly back on its legs. "Ease down, Nikki. Can't we just kiss and make up like last—" He immediately cuts himself off, as if realizing what he just said. Both legs slam back on the floor with a clatter.

You are immediately stricken with both embarrassment and fury. You viciously shove back from the table and leave the scene in a stiff-legged stalk. You hear Lucien hurries to chase after you, kicking his chair out from under him in his haste.

"Wait, Nikki! That came out the wrong way—"

Mira's voice, faint in your escape. "What did you mean by last time?"

Seasons Memory 3

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This memory is pretty straight-forward. Just a very young version of Nikkolaus getting repeatedly beaten by an older man who calls himself his father. It goes on as Nikkolaus ages up to twelve. Sometimes a belt or some other object is involved. Sometimes his father just throws him around or screams at him about how he brings nothing but misery and pain to everyone around him. About how Nikkolaus killed his mother.

Nikkolaus takes everything in bitter silence, hating to give his father the satisfaction of hearing him cry. Though he can't help the tears. Nor can he help absorbing every word, every word reminding him how toxic he is, how everyone he cares about suffers because of him. (Even his little sister who doesn't know about the abuse but knows something's bothering him and can't understand.) While part of him knows that he's done nothing to deserve any of this, the other part wonders whether he does deserve it simply because of who he is.

Thus the cycle continues, as he waits for the cool sensation of blood. The one thing that ever made his father stop. Adamant about never leaving marks that couldn't be otherwise explained by Nikkolaus' habit of fighting other kids.