About Mulciber

by **lindarkness** Sun Feb 01, 2015 5:19 am

NAME: Avarius Mulciber III

DATE OF BIRTH: January 21, 1957

SEXUALITY: Homosexual (I shall note here that Mulciber is impotent and thus physically unable to actually have sex in the conventional way)

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BLOODSTATUS: Pureblood

WAND: Maple Wood, Dragon Core, 6 inches, unyielding

PATRONUS: He is unable to produce a Patronus

HOUSE: Slytherin (Very nearly did the Hat place the boy in Gryffindor, with his strong beliefs, his boldness, and his desire for glory, for respect. Yet, when it comes down to it, the houses have more in common than the others, and Mulciber himself would have been appalled to be grouped with the lions)

OCCUPATION: None; he’s rich.

AFFILIATION: Death Eater

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ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Evil

TEMPERAMENT: Choleric

ENNEAGRAM: Type 8

MBTI/JUNG: ESTJ

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PHYSICAL STRENGTHS:

Magical Ability: Mulciber has a solid amount of natural magical talent, and this is very important for the young man. Because his physical ability is at points lacking, he values his magical ability, and his intelligence above all, for he depends on them. Furthermore, he sees his talents with spells as further proof of the purity of his blood, and takes pride in that.

Relatively High Pain Tolerance: While the amounts of pain that he feels daily due to his physical condition are in fact a hindrance, they have made him quite used to the sensation of pain itself. He understands pain very well, and will be able to take greater amounts of pain than other people.

PHYSICAL WEAKNESSES:

Weak Muscles: Ever since he was born, the boy had difficulty with moving even the slightest amount. It was especially bad when he was very young, before his family had figured out to take him to a healer - he did not start walking until after he was first treated with potions at the age of four. He still has to take these potions twice a month, and they are extremely crucial to his overall condition. Without them, it is likely that he would not have lived past the age of thirteen. But even magical assistance can only ease his condition, not make it go away completely. While his condition is manageable now, and he is basically functional, he still has some trouble with it - he is physically weak, and tires very easily, if he moves a lot for a long time, he will feel an ache with every move. For this reason, he uses a cane for walking. While he doesn’t necessarily need it, and is able to walk and stand without it, it gives him support, and eases his troubles a little.

Bad Eye Sight: While he can still see, and function normally in the world, his eyesight is still pretty bad, and on top of that, it can’t be helped with glasses, either. It’s because of this, that his grades at Hogwarts did not actually show all of his potential - Mulciber has trouble reading, and usually uses a magnifying glass whenever he has to do so. It still takes him a longer time than usual.

Sensitive Skin: In direct sunlight, he burns as quickly as dry hay in a campsite fire. While he tries to avoid going out when it is not necessary, when he does, he has to make sure to cover every inch of his skin with magical sun-blocker.

Sensitive Eyes: His eyes are rather sensitive toward the sun, and other bright lights. He wears shades, sometimes, to help that.

Peanut Allergy: This, he thinks, apparently just exists to kick him while he’s down.

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PSYCHOLOGICAL STRENGTHS:

Intelligence: However twisted others might perceive his mind to be, Mulciber himself would never think to complain about it in the slightest. After all, it has always served him excellently. His strengths here, lie, above all in logic, his ability to solve puzzles, and look at the bigger picture. The man is an excellent planner, and can solve almost any riddle.

Determination: Once he has set his path onto a goal, it is almost impossible to sway him from that matter. He can think in about a matter in a long-term context and will make sure that he never loses sight of what he is truly after.

Leadership: Something about him, despite all the apparent weaknesses, draws people in. He’s a very subtle character, often keeping himself in the back of events, and yet, he gives out an aura of confidence, and sometimes even authority.

Empathy: Despite one might think, Avarius Mulciber is very well capable of empathy, arguably even more so than other people. Not only does he understand most situations in a way that he can view them from the perspective of someone else, his own emotions also are quite readily accessible to him. He can feel them, and when he puts himself into the perspective of someone else, he can understand their emotions, and he can feel with them. It is only that when he can feel their pain, and their fear - especially when it was him who has caused it - that he gets off on that. It’s almost a masochistic pleasure.

Resilience: Above all, Mulciber has the talent to endure. You can throw him around, and put whatever obstacles in a way, he’ll still be there, patiently waiting for the time where he can crawl out into the surface again.

PSYCHOLOGICAL WEAKNESSES:

Entitlement: Mulciber was never a spoilt child. In fact, he suffered a bit of the opposite with how his family perceived him due to the state of his body. The problem was just that Mulciber was all too aware of that, enough that it angered him that he did not get as much as he deserved. Sooner or later, however, this righteous fury transformed into something else, and became more extreme, until he resented almost everyone who did not give him what he wanted, when he wanted it.

Lack of Perspective: While he’s capable of understanding the result of any given situation from many different perspectives and understand othr people on that level, when it comes to more abstract concept or long-term consequences, he can’t even consider it from another perspective than his own, that shall lead him to make quite a few mistakes in his evaluations.

Impulsivity: It is not uncommon for the man to be struck by a sudden whim, a desure to do something, and immediately start working on a plan to put his vision into action, without putting any thought into whether it is actually a good idea. This connects back to his sense of entitlement. If any sudden whim tells him that he wants to do something, then he should be well in his right to do it, and nothing, not even the rules of logic or society, will stop him from getting it, damn it!

Impatience: Don’t get him wrong on this one - if a plan of his requires it, the man is very well capable of waiting. But is he capable of waiting without internally whining about it the whole time? This gets much worse once it becomes an outside circumstance and not his own precautions that force him to wait. Then, some aggression might even start to spawn within him.

Boldness: Unless it is someone that he personally respects (and the only person that Mulciber respects is the Dark Lord himself) the man will not hesitate to turn his cheek to authority or people who generally wield more power than he does. I don’t think I really need to spell out why that might not be a very good idea for him and could lead him to various types of trouble.

The Remains of his Morality: This is the one thing that bothers him the most, albeit for the wrong reasons. You see, despite all of his sadism, all of his selfishness, and cruel intentions the man is yet not completely heartless - he used to be a pretty sweet kid, after all. He, too, recognizes this within himself, but instead of trying to get behind it and starting to reflect himself, he pushes it all away in disgust, and calls it a “weakness”. And because this particular weakness is not something physical that he has no control over, like his disability, but rather something that exists within the bounds of his own mind, he is even more ashamed of it. This means that every time that it emerges, so does his own shame, and the anger toward himself for letting that weakness survive for so long. This has the almost ironic effect that every time some form of his morality manages to scrape the surface of his consciousness he will aggressively fight the notion, and often aggressively come out with an action even more despicable than he had originally planned. In these situations he will often lose his head, letting himself be lead by the dark instincts within him.

Sadism: Although he himself considers it a useful asset to his goals and, quite frankly, would not give up on these pleasures for all the money in the world, it can sometimes get a little bit out of control.

Hot Temper: When it comes to Mulciber one must learn to view his anger as something separate from his temper for the man is quite capable of carrying his anger with him silently, and invisibly. It is ingrained into his bones, a grounding layer that he held within himself since he was a child, and on which he has built a large part of his identity. His anger gives him strength, but that is not the case with his temper. All that his temper ever does is make him lose control over a situation, and lash out against better judgement.

Arrogance: Mulciber has a somewhat difficult time dealing with the fact that there are some people who are more talented, intelligent, or powerful than he is, so he prefers not to think of it too much, and even when confronted with situations that are too big for him to handle he still tends to overestimate his own capabilities. The man hates admitting his own weaknesses, even to himself.

Stubbornness: Sometimes, his Slytherin ambition can get over his head to the point where his determination may become a hinderance to his own goals. Once he is already fixiated on something it is quite impossible to get his mind off of it.

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LIKES:

His wand: Obviously, his wand is a necessity of his life, and a crucial tool for him to perform most tasks with, and to say that he likes doing magic was about as useful as to say that he likes breathing. Yet, there is also great personal value that he puts in his wand beyond all that. For him, it is a symbol of his power, and all the things that he has yet to achieve.

The pureblood belief system: There is a simple reason for why he would never even think to question the values that he grew up with, even though, like other things that he actively rejects, they come from people that he actively hates - his parents, and so it would make sense for him to rebel, like his sister did. However, there is one difference there - the cult of pureblood supremacy grants him privilege and power like nothing else, and this is something that he would never have access to otherwise with the state of his body, and all, and so, he revels in it.

The Death Eaters: Nothing has ever made him feel more alive, nothing has ever given him so much purpose as the Death Eaters and his service to the Dark Lord. On the one hand, it is an excellent outlet for him to release all of his anger, and his hatred, all his violent urges in an environment where it is acceptable - even expected - for him to do it. And, on the other hand, he also truly believes in the cause he is supporting and acknowledges the Dark Lord as a true and worthy leader, so it’s truly perfect for him all around.

His sister: There was once a time where he truly hated his sister, where he was very young, torn and twisted from the treatment he received from others. He used to resent the older girl for being whole, and healthy, being favoured by their parents, and above all, for having thegall to still try and look out and care for him, despite all of that. But all of that changed on the day she fell victim to his rage. From that moment on, she was no longer a real person to him, and thus, he lost the motivation to hate her. In a twisted way, he started to love her, then, though not for her person, but rather, for her suffering. The same parent who once favoured her, now saw her existence as more shameful than his own, she had been hurt now, physically as well as emotionally. She had become a living manifestation of the power he could hold over people, of the fear that he could place inside their hearts, the pain that he could cause - and he loves that. Even to that day, there are few things that he enjoys more than taking jabs at his sister, hurting her, seeing her getting pushed closer and closer to her breaking point with each day.

Mary MacDonald: Where his sister was his very first taste of the power he could wield through violence, his attack on Mary Macdonald represents a sort of rite of passage for him. She was the first person that he actually attacked with true Dark Magic, his passport into being taken seriously for who he was, his ticket into adulthood. The attack on her, seeing the effects that he caused on her, hearing her screams, gave him a new kind of confidence. These days, he especially enjoys taunting her whenever he comes around to see her, and reminding her that he has the ability to hurt her, and will not hesitate to use it, knowing that his words are backed up by his actions.

Flirting: The more he thinks it bothers you, the more he will enjoy flirting with you. Mulciber has a dark sense of humour, fueled on schadenfreude, so flirting with people who don’t want to be flirted with is funny in his book. But even beyond these power plays, he still simply likes flirting with people in itself. If he interacts with you, chances are, he will flirt with you, though he will probably not mean it - or he might decide to torture you instead, depends on his mood.

DISLIKES:

His parents: There is nothing and nobody in this world that he hates more than the very people who brought him into the world, only to reject him the moment he was born. He feels deeply wronged by the way they raised him, their weakness, the disgust and condescension in their eyes whenever they looked at him. In the development of this viewpoint the boy went through several different stages of emotion. At first, there was confusion, sadness, disappointment, and the try to find the reasons for his mistreatment within himself. Then, however, came frustration, hatred, and anger. At this time, he truly tarted to build the notion that he was inherently better than his family, and that he thus deserved a much better treatment from everyone around him. His parents appear to him as weak, pathetic cretin who’d fill the air with honey rather than grow a backbone. If they truly believed him to be lesser, he reasons, they should have owned up to it and let him perish from his disability when they had the chance rather than going out of their way to keep him alive with magic.

Feeling weak: Mulciber is well-aware of his own limitations, and he puts great importance on staying strong and dignified in spite of them. He knows what he can, and cannot do with his body, and has mostly come to terms with that as something that he cannot change. However, nothing makes him feel more humiliated than his own body giving out when he had not expected it to. than failing in a matter of mind or magic, than meeting someone who has a more dominant presence than he does.

Being mocked: Light-hearted teasing, anger, hatred, threats, insults - he can deal just fine with all that, enjoys it even. But having somebody mocking him, humiliating him, treating him like something lesser - that makes him fume. He’s supposed to be the one to stand atop of them, it’s not meant to be the other way around.

Snape: It was relatively early in his Hogwarts career that this little group formed itself. Mulciber, Avery, Snape, and Wilkes are an excellent combination of brute force, intelligence, and sociability. So why am I counting a member of the group that he considers himself the leader of with his dislikes? There are three major reasons for that. Firstly, Snape is the only halfblood in an ensemble of purebloods and he feels that their presence puts a “taint” on them all. The only reason he was at all willing to look past that and include them was their usefulness. Secondly, he sees Snape as the only member who can keep up with his intelligence and he doesn’t like to feel himself be challenged in this manner. As for the third reason - Mulciber himself would likely say that Snape is technically “redundant”. After all, in a body in which he is the head, Avery is the face, and Wilkes is the muscle, Snape doesn’t appear to fulfill any special function. In truth, however, Mulciber simply doesn’t want to admit that their talents are very much necessary to him and that he does need them there because he lacks those talents. The man has never loved to admit that there are limitations to his mind.

Nice-looking things: Mulciber is very proud of his old, pureblood background and the wealth that his family possesses as a result of that. However, there are some aspects of being rich that he doesn’t enjoy in the slightest, and that is the common notion that being rich means having to decorate everything, and looking fancy and handsome all the tie. Brightly decorated rooms make him scowl, as he sees warm surfaces and soft colours as something that’s there to provide false comfort, and nothing else. He still, however, likes to surround himself with expensive things of good quality, which is why his own residence is filled with large, extremely hideous furniture, dark colours, dead animals, and a number of expensive, dark artifacts. He does appreciate quality, but he dislikes beauty, especially when it comes to clothing. To put it simply, dressing his body (that he believes to be objectively ugly) in pretty, nice-looking clothing feels to him like a mockery as well as a betrayal of himself. Mulcier does not want to placate, he does not want to be pleasing to the eye - he wants to be large, and hideous, and dark, and intimidating. Anyone who is uncomfortable with that is obviously weak and pathetic to him.

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HISTORY:

When Avarius Mulciber, the Third was born, his parents immediately declared that there was something abnormal about him. Although they had been aware of the risks of their relationship, the reality of their son’s condition still came as a shock to them, especially since his older sister, Lucretia, had been born perfectly healthy.

They thought about getting him disposed, but in the end they did not have the heart for that, and so they locked him away in their home for the first years, with only the early, and unusually strong displays of accidental magic saving the boy from being hidden away completely. After a few years, however, his health brought them additional distress. At age five, the boy still did not walk, and no matter how much they fed him, he would not gain any weight. When they finally decided to bring him to a healer, they were burdened with what they saw as a much more shameful truth than just the condition of his skin: their son was disabled, and without the assistance of certain potions, he would likely die before even reaching Hogwarts age.

Once again, they were faced with what they saw as a difficult decision. Should they accommodate him with healing, or should they simply let him die, and thus get rid of their problems? This time, they struggled much more with coming to a conclusion. It would be easier for them to simply do nothing to help him, they thought, than it would have been to kill their offspring as a newborn. They came so close to condemning him, then, and only the fact that they needed a male heir, and that they knew he was a wizard saved the boy from that fate, in the end.

The boy was neither stupid, nor oblivious. He was well aware that his parents did not value him in the same way they did his sister, that they looked down on him, that he was, in fact, being mistreated.

He tried to compensate, then, by trying to placate them somehow. He did his chore, no matter how hard they were on him. He treated them with respect, even when they did not return it. He practiced his magic until he was completely exhausted, and then some. He was constantly trying to prove his worth to them. Yet, none of that ever made any difference at all. In fact, the more he tried to be a good son, to be a good person, the more disgust they expressed toward him, the more worthless he felt.

Through years of this treatment he learned one very crucial lesson: To have worth and value as a person, you need to hold power over others, and basically be an abuser.

It was for this reason why he was so drawn to the idea if pureblood supremacy, why he found salvation in the ideology. It made all the sense in the world to him to look down on Muggles and the like - they were weaker than him, after all. He, as a pureblood wizard, had every right to hold power over them. The concept gave him worth, and he clung to it like he did to his own life.

When he went to Hogwarts, he saw it mostly as an opportunity to finally establish himself, and assert himself over others. Hogwarts itself, though, disappointed quite thoroughly. Not only did it not take long for him to start struggling with his classes, despite already being familiar with the magi itself, if only for his dreadful eyesight. But on top of that, the other students did bot appear to show him the respect he thought he deserved, despite their lower status.

All of this did nothing but nurture his cruel and vengeful side. He lashed out on them and for his magical abilities, quickly established himself as someone not to be messed with. And so, when he came back from that first year, high on the power he had found within himself there, it is no surprise that everything only got worse afterwards.

Up until this point, his older sister had seen somewhat of a kindred spirit in the boy, and developed a great fondness of him. For this sentiment, the boy himself started to hate he. He had always been jealous of her, but her friendly treatment of him only made things worse in his eyes. Mulciber felt that her attempts to show him kindness only proved her weakness, and made the favoritism she was shown entirely undeserved. It is almost ironic to think that he would have disliked her much less if she had treated him badly.

He did not look kingly on her, when she came to him, all in tear, to confess to him her affair with a Muggle boy, and tell him of her plans to run off with him the next day. It was the last straw - Mulciber would not allow his sister to “taint” the status of his family and so destroy what he had worked for.

The same night, he stole a cursed knife from a room that his parents kept hidden from outsiders, deliberately went to seek out his sister again before she ran off and stabbed her in cold blood, disabling her permanently, and ratting her out to their parents. The boy was only twelve years old at the time.

His sister was quickly pressured into keeping the whole situation quiet, and the boy took these actions as proof that his parents had finally turned around to see his worth. After all, he had effectively shown them that he could wield power and defend the family reputation as good as anyone else. However, things did not turn out as expected. When they still showed no sign of treating him any differently, he was furious, and turned his back on his family once and for all.

The incident with his sister had now fully awoken his sense of sadism. In the following years, he became much more deliberate in the practice of hurting other people, making them feel uncomfortable, and ultimately holding control over them. Violence was his most faithful lover at this point.

The moment that he turned of age, he was already eager to embrace the full potential of his cruelty, and join the Death Eaters.