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UPDATED: 3/21/14
Full Screen: fav.me/d7b43ew
Tumblr: justanotherimp.tumblr.com

Basic Information:
Name: Felix Leroux
Age: 17
DoB: April 1st 1996
Height: Usually 4"9 (149cm) Can be smaller
Tower: Void
Species: Indentured Imp
Etnicity/Race: French
Mirror: Kishen Wedgewood

Notable features:
-his wings are green and brown and translucent
-his head and eyes are in fact larger than they’re supposed to be for his body
-he has green freckles
-Whiskery eyebrows
-Antennae
-Sharp, needle-like teeth
-Black claws

Powers/Abilities:
-The ability to shrink in size down to a millimeter tall.
-Flight
-The ability to change into three different personalities (not at will though)
-He's able to pick up radio waves with his antennae

Weaknesses:
-He's susceptible to becoming a servant to any shaman or sorcerer who summons him
-He can't control when his personalities. change, and that tends to negatively affect his relationships with others.
-He has a paralyzing fear of vore or being eaten and will probably turn rigid upon coming in contact with it.
-His wings are very fragile which can easily render him flightless.

Personal Background
Likes:
tearing flesh
the taste of blood
the presence of other creatures
causing mischief
studying others' emotions
noise
Creatures with wings
Dislikes:
Pesticide, bug zappers, or any trap made to kill insects.
Summoner's magic
When people touch his wings without his permission
Being alone
Silence
Nosy people
Contemptuous people

Fears:
-Shamans or people with Shamanistic capabilities
-Having his past known by the wrong people
-Vore
Goals:
•To make as many friends as he possibly can.
•To find someone who would like him despite his personality struggles
•To find a way to stop his personality struggles
•To be independent for once in his life.

Personality: Due to an unfortunate accident explained below, Monsieur Leroux has three very distinct different personalities that can be identified by the color of his irises.
Black- Mischievous, addicted to the tearing flesh, sly, somewhat ignorant, very childish, impish.
Purple- Loves EVERYBODY, flirtatious to both genders (despite the fact that he's most definitely a homosexual), friendly, honest, generous, submissive, only cares for the happiness of others.
Blue- Serious, level-headed, intelligent, dominant, barely gets mad, somewhat perverted.

History: He was born from an imp (his father) and a pixie/imp hybrid (his mother) and was raised somewhere in Europe. As an imp, he was brought up in hopes that he would one day be summoned for a purpose of serving a master, and became vulnerable to Shamanism. Once he had reached an age where he was knowledgeable to fend for himself, he had been issued his first summon. He was then placed in France under the disparaging family of the Chevalier-Lerouxs. The father, Austen Leroux, was certifiably insane and a gifted Shaman. After his wife divorced him, he decided he would take out his wrath on her and her family by torturing them in the most aggravating ways possible- thus why he summoned Felix. Every evening when the Chevaliers went to sleep Felix would be the one to perform the most simple but bothersome tasks. He would steal their food and their jewelry, provoke pets, bring rats and other pests into the house, and his trademark, bite their toes and the bottoms of their feet so that walking became a very painful task. It was around this time that he had created a small pack of imps to live with so that he wouldn’t be ripped apart in a drunken fit of Austen’s, but the tasks he was issued he still performed only with accompaniment. Throughout the many times he had entered the house he at one point attracted the attention of one of the daughters, Jeanette Chevalier. On the one night he was careless and got his arm caught in a mouse trap, he met her officially. She released him, cared for him, and the minute he was better she let him go. Little did he know that after being captured once he would forever devote his life to her. Waking up every night to see him she would feed him, speak to him, and allow him to bite her if he found it necessary. In return, no imp was ever allowed to step foot in her room or injure her unless they wanted to face dire consequences. The two became so close, that even when Austen commanded for Felix to hurt her he had the strength to dismiss the order. He ended up living with the Chevaliers in a dollhouse in Jeanette's room until he reached adolescence. From there, he left her and Austen's rule to search the world for new, interesting locations including a dark school from which he lingered for a few years. It was there that he met a man with blue hair, who ended up accidentally cursing him. By attempting to perform a spell far too great for their own capabilities it ended up backfiring. A piece of their personality was cut out of them, mirrored, and then absorbed into Felix. Felix underwent serious illness as his body adjusted to this unwelcome change, and eventually, HE changed. Having been only with black eyes and six inches all of his life he was shocked when he suddenly became four-foot-ten with multi-colored irises. That wasn't the worst of it though, within twenty minutes he had discovered his two new, weaker personalities that fought for ultimate control of his body. From that day forth he was diagnosed with multiple-personality disorder and given growth powers as well as a new sense of maturity as well as innocence. Unable to find any cure for his ailment at the academy, he learned of another place from which most of teachers came from called Hiems-Mansion. Curious, he looked into the place and decided he would spend his next years there in hopes that he could not only cure his ailment, but make a few friends.

Miscellaneous Information:
-Being as his original height was 5 in. (13 cm approximately), he has gained the power to shrink to millimeters as of the great accident.
-Conversely, only with his blue eyes can he reach the height of 5"2, and he has to REALLY stretch to reach that.
-He can speak fluent French. (But Feather-Dragon can't so those who do speak fluent French, I beg of you not to be offended by my frequent occasional language mishaps )
-When he finds that he's unable to communicate, his antennae can hum and create radio waves that can be picked up and broadcasted from any nearby stereos, radios, IPods, and television sets.
-His personalities tend to flip more in situations that he's unaccustomed to- and when he can't choose one personality he freezes and his eyes turn indigo.
-He never discusses his past with anyone, even those who he really trusts, outside of the country that he grew up in and his first language.
-Although he may get upset at times, he never holds grudges or gets angry unless the situation is incredibly severe.
-He's a biter as it is within his nature. If he trusts someone enough he'll most absolutely ask them at some point if he can bite them, and he prefers toes to any other appendage.
-Though he'd never openly admit it, he's a great cook, especially when it comes to French dishes.
-He tends to fly more than walk, and when he's talking to someone taller than him he'll fly up to meet them at eye level.
-His three personalities have names that if mentioned aloud will immediately cause him to shift into that personality. = Aidan = Damien = Jett
-He can still be summoned using the words: "Je convoque l'esclave Leroux!" or "Ava Franciasium!"

Things about him that mirrors Kishen: fav.me/d5q37kk
-Raised in France
-ADORES people
-Fairy-like, but more insect like in stature.
-Shows all of his feelings, terrible at poker-faces
-Level-headed
-Leroux-means red
-Hates literature
-Psychopathic- Enjoys harming and manipulating people
-Decent past
-Gay

Roleplay Information
Preferred Method: Skype or comments/notes. If you want to really have a hardy RP this is the way I do it. I will always respond ASAP and a lot can get done, though I know this method annoys a lot of people. XD
Chatroom Availability: I’m BARELY in the chatroom, but when I am, set a few days aside. The RPs I partake in will never be finished in a night unless they’re crack.
IM Availability: feather-dragon on Skype. My image is from this fav.me/d584c9k

Roleplay preferences:
Refer to this meme:

Script Sample:
Felix:*Poor Felix and his Multiple Personality Disorder did not get along well. All three of his personalities were raging inside of him, all wanting to perform different actions. Struggling to be kind, the purple-eyed Felix smiled and got the wine. He bowed.* My apologies, my mind, it's just been going awry lately, I never thought of you two as idiots, I don't know what I'm saying. *Defending his other personality got that one furious, and it pushed the first aside so it could have a word. Felix's eyes turned blue. His lips hardened.* However, I am not your butler, and this is quite a fine bottle of wine. Be grateful I'm even giving you this. *The purple personality freaked out at the blue one's harsh tone and Felix's eyes changed colors again.* Though I am HAPPY to share it between friends. *He said kindly. Pouring two glasses of the ridiculously expensive wine, he picked up the glasses that he was going to hand to both of them when something churned inside him. The black-eyed personality, who let the other two fight it out, burst forward so suddenly that the purple Felix couldn't catch it before it was too late. Flicking his wrists, the wine flew into their faces, splashing against both of them and causing the purple personality to scream in dismay in his mind. Suddenly, a wide, Cheshire-cat like smile crawled across his face, and his pupils widened. A witch-like cackle filled the air.* Oops, *He sneered.* I must've slipped!

Paragraph Sample:
The chilling wind of the cold Paris night whipped through Felix’s wings as he sat perched amongst the gargoyles on an old French school. His dark eyes stared through the night at an apartment building across the way, and he smiled. There, in the penthouse, a single light shone through the darkness of the evening, its warmth Felix felt even from the distance that he sat at. With a grin, he lurched forward and leapt off of the building, his thin insect-like wings flexing in the moonlight. Riding along the wind, his wings flapped only once in a while, his golden hair and green antennae blowing across his back. He giggled gleefully and performed a few practiced aerial tricks before finally landing upon the windowsill. Glancing inside, he watched as a figure much larger than him came to him in a nightgown and pushed open the glass windows. Their female, hazel eyes lit up upon seeing him, and her slightly pink face reddened some. The brown hair that swept past her shoulders blew back with the wind, and reaching out she carefully cupped Felix in her hands. As she shut the windows, his antennae twitched with every beat of her heart resounding in her veins, and his claws grabbed her thumb. Surprised, she looked down at him to see him on one knee. Politely, he kissed the nail of her thumb as if he were kissing the delicate hand of a noble woman. She smiled.
“Mon petit papillion,” she crooned softly.
He grinned and replied to her nickname for him in clear French. “Yes my love…” he whispered. “I’m home.”

Relationships:
Doesn't know too well.
Dislikes
Loves to bother
Likes
Friend
Loves
Will flirt with
Wants to murder

Razori:
Kazu:
Artime: (One bullet per personality)
Kishen:
Elliot:

Description
UPDATED: 3/21/14
Full Screen: fav.me/d7b43ew
Tumblr: justanotherimp.tumblr.com

Basic Information:
Name: Felix Leroux
Age: 17
DoB: April 1st 1996
Height: Usually 4"9 (149cm) Can be smaller
Tower: Void
Species: Indentured Imp
Etnicity/Race: French
Mirror: Kishen Wedgewood

Notable features:
-his wings are green and brown and translucent
-his head and eyes are in fact larger than they’re supposed to be for his body
-he has green freckles
-Whiskery eyebrows
-Antennae
-Sharp, needle-like teeth
-Black claws

Powers/Abilities:
-The ability to shrink in size down to a millimeter tall.
-Flight
-The ability to change into three different personalities (not at will though)
-He's able to pick up radio waves with his antennae

Weaknesses:
-He's susceptible to becoming a servant to any shaman or sorcerer who summons him
-He can't control when his personalities. change, and that tends to negatively affect his relationships with others.
-He has a paralyzing fear of vore or being eaten and will probably turn rigid upon coming in contact with it.
-His wings are very fragile which can easily render him flightless.

Personal Background
Likes:
tearing flesh
the taste of blood
the presence of other creatures
causing mischief
studying others' emotions
noise
Creatures with wings
Dislikes:
Pesticide, bug zappers, or any trap made to kill insects.
Summoner's magic
When people touch his wings without his permission
Being alone
Silence
Nosy people
Contemptuous people

Fears:
-Shamans or people with Shamanistic capabilities
-Having his past known by the wrong people
-Vore
Goals:
•To make as many friends as he possibly can.
•To find someone who would like him despite his personality struggles
•To find a way to stop his personality struggles
•To be independent for once in his life.

Personality: Due to an unfortunate accident explained below, Monsieur Leroux has three very distinct different personalities that can be identified by the color of his irises.
Black- Mischievous, addicted to the tearing flesh, sly, somewhat ignorant, very childish, impish.
Purple- Loves EVERYBODY, flirtatious to both genders (despite the fact that he's most definitely a homosexual), friendly, honest, generous, submissive, only cares for the happiness of others.
Blue- Serious, level-headed, intelligent, dominant, barely gets mad, somewhat perverted.

History: He was born from an imp (his father) and a pixie/imp hybrid (his mother) and was raised somewhere in Europe. As an imp, he was brought up in hopes that he would one day be summoned for a purpose of serving a master, and became vulnerable to Shamanism. Once he had reached an age where he was knowledgeable to fend for himself, he had been issued his first summon. He was then placed in France under the disparaging family of the Chevalier-Lerouxs. The father, Austen Leroux, was certifiably insane and a gifted Shaman. After his wife divorced him, he decided he would take out his wrath on her and her family by torturing them in the most aggravating ways possible- thus why he summoned Felix. Every evening when the Chevaliers went to sleep Felix would be the one to perform the most simple but bothersome tasks. He would steal their food and their jewelry, provoke pets, bring rats and other pests into the house, and his trademark, bite their toes and the bottoms of their feet so that walking became a very painful task. It was around this time that he had created a small pack of imps to live with so that he wouldn’t be ripped apart in a drunken fit of Austen’s, but the tasks he was issued he still performed only with accompaniment. Throughout the many times he had entered the house he at one point attracted the attention of one of the daughters, Jeanette Chevalier. On the one night he was careless and got his arm caught in a mouse trap, he met her officially. She released him, cared for him, and the minute he was better she let him go. Little did he know that after being captured once he would forever devote his life to her. Waking up every night to see him she would feed him, speak to him, and allow him to bite her if he found it necessary. In return, no imp was ever allowed to step foot in her room or injure her unless they wanted to face dire consequences. The two became so close, that even when Austen commanded for Felix to hurt her he had the strength to dismiss the order. He ended up living with the Chevaliers in a dollhouse in Jeanette's room until he reached adolescence. From there, he left her and Austen's rule to search the world for new, interesting locations including a dark school from which he lingered for a few years. It was there that he met a man with blue hair, who ended up accidentally cursing him. By attempting to perform a spell far too great for their own capabilities it ended up backfiring. A piece of their personality was cut out of them, mirrored, and then absorbed into Felix. Felix underwent serious illness as his body adjusted to this unwelcome change, and eventually, HE changed. Having been only with black eyes and six inches all of his life he was shocked when he suddenly became four-foot-ten with multi-colored irises. That wasn't the worst of it though, within twenty minutes he had discovered his two new, weaker personalities that fought for ultimate control of his body. From that day forth he was diagnosed with multiple-personality disorder and given growth powers as well as a new sense of maturity as well as innocence. Unable to find any cure for his ailment at the academy, he learned of another place from which most of teachers came from called Hiems-Mansion. Curious, he looked into the place and decided he would spend his next years there in hopes that he could not only cure his ailment, but make a few friends.

Miscellaneous Information:
-Being as his original height was 5 in. (13 cm approximately), he has gained the power to shrink to millimeters as of the great accident.
-Conversely, only with his blue eyes can he reach the height of 5"2, and he has to REALLY stretch to reach that.
-He can speak fluent French. (But Feather-Dragon can't so those who do speak fluent French, I beg of you not to be offended by my frequent occasional language mishaps )
-When he finds that he's unable to communicate, his antennae can hum and create radio waves that can be picked up and broadcasted from any nearby stereos, radios, IPods, and television sets.
-His personalities tend to flip more in situations that he's unaccustomed to- and when he can't choose one personality he freezes and his eyes turn indigo.
-He never discusses his past with anyone, even those who he really trusts, outside of the country that he grew up in and his first language.
-Although he may get upset at times, he never holds grudges or gets angry unless the situation is incredibly severe.
-He's a biter as it is within his nature. If he trusts someone enough he'll most absolutely ask them at some point if he can bite them, and he prefers toes to any other appendage.
-Though he'd never openly admit it, he's a great cook, especially when it comes to French dishes.
-He tends to fly more than walk, and when he's talking to someone taller than him he'll fly up to meet them at eye level.
-His three personalities have names that if mentioned aloud will immediately cause him to shift into that personality. = Aidan = Damien = Jett
-He can still be summoned using the words: "Je convoque l'esclave Leroux!" or "Ava Franciasium!"

Things about him that mirrors Kishen: fav.me/d5q37kk
-Raised in France
-ADORES people
-Fairy-like, but more insect like in stature.
-Shows all of his feelings, terrible at poker-faces
-Level-headed
-Leroux-means red
-Hates literature
-Psychopathic- Enjoys harming and manipulating people
-Decent past
-Gay

Roleplay Information
Preferred Method: Skype or comments/notes. If you want to really have a hardy RP this is the way I do it. I will always respond ASAP and a lot can get done, though I know this method annoys a lot of people. XD
Chatroom Availability: I’m BARELY in the chatroom, but when I am, set a few days aside. The RPs I partake in will never be finished in a night unless they’re crack.
IM Availability: feather-dragon on Skype. My image is from this fav.me/d584c9k

Roleplay preferences:
Refer to this meme:

Script Sample:
Felix:*Poor Felix and his Multiple Personality Disorder did not get along well. All three of his personalities were raging inside of him, all wanting to perform different actions. Struggling to be kind, the purple-eyed Felix smiled and got the wine. He bowed.* My apologies, my mind, it's just been going awry lately, I never thought of you two as idiots, I don't know what I'm saying. *Defending his other personality got that one furious, and it pushed the first aside so it could have a word. Felix's eyes turned blue. His lips hardened.* However, I am not your butler, and this is quite a fine bottle of wine. Be grateful I'm even giving you this. *The purple personality freaked out at the blue one's harsh tone and Felix's eyes changed colors again.* Though I am HAPPY to share it between friends. *He said kindly. Pouring two glasses of the ridiculously expensive wine, he picked up the glasses that he was going to hand to both of them when something churned inside him. The black-eyed personality, who let the other two fight it out, burst forward so suddenly that the purple Felix couldn't catch it before it was too late. Flicking his wrists, the wine flew into their faces, splashing against both of them and causing the purple personality to scream in dismay in his mind. Suddenly, a wide, Cheshire-cat like smile crawled across his face, and his pupils widened. A witch-like cackle filled the air.* Oops, *He sneered.* I must've slipped!

Paragraph Sample:
The chilling wind of the cold Paris night whipped through Felix’s wings as he sat perched amongst the gargoyles on an old French school. His dark eyes stared through the night at an apartment building across the way, and he smiled. There, in the penthouse, a single light shone through the darkness of the evening, its warmth Felix felt even from the distance that he sat at. With a grin, he lurched forward and leapt off of the building, his thin insect-like wings flexing in the moonlight. Riding along the wind, his wings flapped only once in a while, his golden hair and green antennae blowing across his back. He giggled gleefully and performed a few practiced aerial tricks before finally landing upon the windowsill. Glancing inside, he watched as a figure much larger than him came to him in a nightgown and pushed open the glass windows. Their female, hazel eyes lit up upon seeing him, and her slightly pink face reddened some. The brown hair that swept past her shoulders blew back with the wind, and reaching out she carefully cupped Felix in her hands. As she shut the windows, his antennae twitched with every beat of her heart resounding in her veins, and his claws grabbed her thumb. Surprised, she looked down at him to see him on one knee. Politely, he kissed the nail of her thumb as if he were kissing the delicate hand of a noble woman. She smiled.
“Mon petit papillion,” she crooned softly.
He grinned and replied to her nickname for him in clear French. “Yes my love…” he whispered. “I’m home.”

Relationships:
Doesn't know too well.
Dislikes
Loves to bother
Likes
Friend
Loves
Will flirt with
Wants to murder

Razori:
Kazu:
Artime: (One bullet per personality)
Kishen:
Elliot: