Lux Abia

Luxury
Lulu

22

Nope. Just a Whore Stripper.

CODE:BREAKER -- Hitomi

6'1

152

Lux isn't just some washed up old whore on the streets. He's a classy whore and therefore looks as such. He still maintains his youth easily thanks to some awesome genetics and his body heals up nicely, showing only a few signs of his past abuse. His skin is without blemish save for those few scars which are easily blended and hard to spot at all. He keeps himself well groomed and up to the standards that people would expensive of a treat so expensive. Even when he is beaten up he wraps bandages in a way some would find pleasing if they were into such things which some are, having odd broken bird turnons or something.

His silver hair is nicely cut in layers starting at his chin, the longer pieces stopping half way down his back and he brushes it several times a day and uses several different shampoos and conditioners to keep it shiny and soft. His eyes are in contrast to his hair, being a sharp golden color, often making him think he's made up of riches hence his work name Luxury. That and the fact that it was an easy name given his real one. His is somewhat underweight and as such is rather on the thin side though its just the look he likes. Its bad that he's taller than a good few clients so he makes up for it by being of a much smaller build accented by fair skin. He has a kind looking face, his eyes calm and his lips usually in a smile. He just looks like a person some one could easily trust which also makes him popular for those less experienced or those with a lot on their plates.

He dresses in a casual yet trendy manner. He likes to wear light colored clothes, not wanting to look too pale with black or even purples. He'll usually wear jeans of some light wash with a button up shirt or tshirt with a coat of some kind over top of it. He also wears flat white sneakers to keep from being any taller when he meets people outside of the clubs or his room. He has a silver necklace that he likes to wear with several hanging rectangular pendants hanging down from it. Unless he is stripped down naked he likes to have a place that he can stash his razor as well whether it be for cutting hair or something else.

-Sex
-Getting his hair done
-Doing other people's hair
-Meeting People
-Watching People
-Nonlifethreatening abuse
-Looking Good
-The cheesiest stories ever written
-Being pampered and loved

-Being Ignored
-Liars
-Rejection
-Getting dirty unless it's blood
-Greasy Food
-Hard Labor
-When people hide from their feelings

-He gets REALLY attached to people
-He crosses the line A LOT
-He had some weird interests
-He is persistent and not in a good way
-He easily goes stalker
-He likes to pretend he's in love when really he can't feel it

-He really is nice
-He doesn't care what other's think about him
-He makes sure he's good at what he does
-He has great investigating skills
-He is intelligent and it well cultured
-He's good at tying ropes

Lux enjoys luxuries and being a luxury to other people. He likes to do poeple's hair since he was taught at a young age to cut hair with great skill. He likes pleasing people which is easy given his career choice as a whore of Blood Dupre. He is absolutely fine with his choice because he enjoys it. He gets to live in the city and be lost n pleasure and meet new people for his entire life. There is nothing more he could want.

Lux is a very odd man. He is in love with being in love and is not afraid to let people know it. He often spews to his clients about all these fantasies he has about being in love and has used it to his advantage to become a ver romantic whore which got him some popularity among both men and women who were into sappy love stories. Before and after the dirty deed he pampers his clients, making his price go up since he can usually only handle one a night under these circumstances unless it's a group which is more expensive still.

Sometimes his fantasies can get a bit out of hand. When he really takes a liking to someone, whether it be some one he meets in his room or the pole he will instantly take on a great interest in them. With the sources Blood has Lux has access to a lot of people with a lot of information he has befriended himself so that he can find his special some ones again. He will find them and make small first meetings, either finding them at a resturaunt or coffee shop or somewhere they stop by often. He'll talk to them, hoping they remember him. After this first meeting he will follow them home, often finding some way in while they sleep and cutting a peice of hair with his razor and taking it home with him. He'll often start staying in their homes then until he gets kicked out. If he continues to be kicked out then while they are gone her will tie himself up to their beds in a lewd manner that is all but subtle. When he is blatantly rejected and his feelings ignored he makes no hesitation to kill, having the freedom to do so with Blood's clean up crews.

After that is done Lux feels no regret and all of his love for that person is gone. This is why its clear that he can only dream of being in love. He will work for a while before finding a new target of interest if not on the very same day. To make up for some of the love in his life he reads crappy romance novels, including sparkly vampires. He also fills it up with his work, getting girls and guys to flirt with him and make all kinds of confessions when he feels very little towards them except perhaps pleasure no metter the person. Sex is the closest he ever gets to love and he thrives on it.

Lux has developed some odd fetish-like traits that he carries into more than just sex. He is a deep lover of pain and always has been. It has just grown over the years. As long as his life isn't at immediate risk then Lux is up for just about anything even if it leaves his body beaten and bruised to the point that he can't move. He may mouth off or put himself into a bad situation (like tying himself up in beds perhaps?) that could end up with him getting hurt in some way just to relax himself. He's open minded to nearly anything his clients may have in mind whether it be something more common like exhibitionism or those weird ones who are into his feet which he can't wrap his head around.

Luxury has a barber razor he of course also uses when doing hair. It is six inches long folded up, in blunt cover end being black in color. The blade itself starts of thin and blunt before widening to an inch and a half that is the actual razor part. Its clearly not a weapon meant for stabbing. Stabbing isn't something graceful like a smooth cut along an artery so he prefers not to use weapons like that and one he has great skill in using.

Things happened now he's a fucked up guy.

Aquaman was a lonesome soul in his hideaway under the sea. He sat at the empty table, looking down at his plate of chicken, the tuna of the land, and watched as it fell apart, unable to hold its shape under the water. The lame excuse of a superhero sighed, pushing his plate away and used his totally not awesome power of call fish to summon his pet shark to the table, who quickly took a bite from the table, swallowing up the wood, the plate, and the chicken all in one. Aquaman wished for company but the shark just turned his back on the utterly depressing man in favor of watching shark week cause damn something of those bitches got him aroused.

Aquaman sat there with no super friends. He never understood why he went unaccepted. He had a nonhomo awesome suit and totally not gay blonde hair. He had a cool power. He was like a fish. That was cool. No one believed in him though. He didn't understand what more they wanted from his hunky self. Superman laughed at him and Wonder Woman laughed at his... he didn't want to talk about that. It was unrelated.

He got up, tossing his chair aside as he stormed off to his room, storming past his shark who was making questionable noises in the living room. He closed himself up in his room and was silent for hours. Finally the shark got hungry again and he was far to tired from.... appreciating the female shark form to go out and hunt. The lack of thumbs made it impossible to get into the fridge too. So he stormed into Aquaman's room to see him lying on the floor with a bottle of pills obviously dead. So the shark did what he knew he had to do. He ate Aquaman and nobody wondered where he went because nobody cared, because he was Aquaman. Who??

BG-2

HAN: 4
REI: 3
HAK: 4
SEI: 0
BUK: 5
HOH: 4
Points Earned: 0
Total points:20

.....I'm ashamed xD

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