○XV - The Devil● Avdonin

Name: Avdonin Kirillka Age: 23 Height: 5'8" Eye color: Blue Hair color: White with black streaks Gender: Male, He/him Nationality: Russian Species: Snow leopard thiren Appearance: Lean build without much muscle. Snow leopard ears and tail, with a fluffy scruff. Dark colored spots dot his cheeks. Moderately hooded eyes, and a bump on his nose that he usually tries to mask with makeup, but is visible from the side. Intentionally feminine build and stature. Personality: Doesn't get embarrassed easily, he has noticeable self confidence and loves when people recognize that about him. Tends to be very arrogant and self centered. Can be self destructive, but fears death. Clothes: He tends to wear cute stuff. Color palate of choice: Muted purples and teals, and of course pink accessories! Frills and bows are a must, and if he's feeling extra, he might even wear a skirt. But when he's feeling down, he'll cover it all up with a well worn sanrio hoodie he got from an old friend. Quirks and habits:

• Often holds his tail to keep it from dragging on the ground. After 3 drinks, this action is no longer observable.
• Known to comment on people's attractiveness right in front of them, but in Russian so they can't understand him.
• Professional bar hopper and couch surfer- will demand breakfast in the morning.
• Cannot handle heat- will immediately fall asleep in a sunbeam. He says it's probably a conservation of energy thing... but maybe he just really likes sunbathing. Likes:
• Being seen as feminine, but not being seen as a girl. By extension: Cute clothes, compliments, feeling pretty.
• His tail: He brushes his fur every day hoping people will comment on it! It's a lot of work keeping it so clean and soft, you know!
• He'd much prefer to lose himself in alcohol and drugs than be vulnerable... but maybe it's not that bad with you.
• Sweets Dislikes:
• The thought of dying. In the face of death, he'd do anything for survival.
• Sobriety.
• Being ignored: Come on, look at him! Shouldn't he constantly be the center of attention?
• Vegetables. You can't seriously be trying to feed a carnivore grass!

Speaking patterns/ behavior

• Normal: His tone is carefully tailored to sound as cute as possible, but the rambling schoolgirl vibe he's going for is outshined by his obvious arrogance. He talks fast, pitching his voice up just a bit. ~ He's bilingual, but speaks Russian much better than English. Sometimes he will forget the English word for things, and have to make something up.
• Angry: When angry or annoyed, Avdonin will speak in tense, short sentences. He chooses to cuss in Russian instead of English. His tail will also lash around behind him, fluffing out to look bigger, and his ears will pin to his head, but stick out on either side like airplane wings.
• Stressed: When he feels threatened, that tone will quickly drop. He tends to speak rapidly, switching back and forth between Russian and English. His ears will pin defensively to his head, but will not stick out. His tail either tucks between his legs as he tries to make himself seem smaller, or puff out behind him.

Backstory: Avdonin doesn't like to talk about the past. Or his family, for that matter. His father worked at a factory which was later exposed for criminal activity. He lived with his father until he was eight, when his father traded Avdonin to his boss in exchange for a raise. Avdonin was used as test subject until he was 18. The conditions were harsh, but not as harsh as they were for the children who came before him. He was denoted No. 08, later renamed to "Avdonin" (meaning: servant) when he agreed to work for the company in exchange for his life. They could not release him, as it would raise suspicions about the company should he go to the police, so he was to be put to death. It wasn't long before he escaped, and instead of taking his father's last name, he chose to use "Kirillka", a personalized variant of "Kirill", meaning lord or master.

Avdonin is the lone survivor of the second round of child experiments. Many fell to illness, while others were responsible for their own demise. Soon after escaping, he made a friend living on the streets. She gave him an old hoodie, taught him how to survive, and even helped him get a fake ID. Sadly, she is no longer alive.

Project Sacrifice: Sacrifice was the second round of child experiments. There were 7 subjects in total. The experiments lasted 5 years. Only one survived, S-08, dubbed "Snowball". S-08 "Snowball" (The snow leopard) E-09 "________" (The coyote) E-10 "Martyr" (The cow) M-11 "Ace of Spades" (The bunny) E-12 E-13 E-14 "Scarab" (The lamb)

M-11 and S-08 were the last two alive. However, M-11 was terminated early.

The purpose of sacrifice was to create a monster strong enough to purge the world of humanity. 7 subjects were injected with trace amounts of the serum and ordered to fight until the first one fell. The one who killed the first would be injected with the blood of the first to die. The remaining 6 would then be trained for several months with different methods. (No contact between subjects was allowed during this time.) Each subject would gain the strength of the opponents they fought. This process was repeated until only two remained.

A fatal error has occurred in the experiment. Subject M-11 found deceased in the training chamber.

Fatal Error: Fatal 3rr0r: F4t4l 3rr0r: Connection Terminated.

"Doomsday Avalanche" (Lavita Konsta Sveta) Lavita Konsta Sveta, or, as Avdonin affectionately calls it, "Doomsday", is the name of the end result of the Sacrifice experiment. An amalgamation of 7 serums, each with destructive power, creating a beast powerful enough to destroy the world. "лавина конца света. That's what they created.” - Avdonin Avdonin has had to learn to keep the monster caged inside over the years, but on rare occasions it still breaks free. (In times of great distress). Avdonin undergoes a gruesome transformation, sprouting fur all over his body, with icicles jutting out of his body like shards of bone. His size changes on the perceived threat level.

About: The Lullaby He should have forgotten about that, after all these years without his father. He'd forgotten everything else- his name, his face, the look in his eyes when he handed Avdonin over to the factory. It was better this way. What you didn't know couldn't hurt you, after all. But the lullaby stuck with him. He'd hum it to himself when he was sedated just to the brink of sleep, when he woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night and the caregivers would restrain him so he couldn't attack anyone, he'd hum it when he he was stressed, or scared, and, most recently, when he was content. It became less of a plea for his dad, and more of a reflection that maybe, someday, things will be better. Like a child's comfort toy, the words had long faded from his memory. He'd given up on trying to remember them.