Name: Agiel Seir

Age: 21,560

Sex: Male

Blood Type: N/A

Dominant Hand: Left

Height: 6'1

Weight: 177lbs.

Body Type: Fairly thin, almost frail.

Birthday: N/A

Hair Colour: The deepest of blacks

Eye Colour: Amber

Face: Usually a half mask to cover up his mouth.

Scarѕ: None

Tattooѕ: A simplistic looking, upside down tree on his wrist.

Family:  N/A

Species: Demon

Perѕonality: Agiel's defining characteristics of integrity, practical logic and tireless dedication to duty make him a vital core to the "connection" in hell. He actually enjoys taking responsibility for his actions, and takes pride in the work he does. When working towards a goal, he will hold back none of his time and energy completing each relevant task with both accuracy and patience. Agiel is a no-nonsense type of man, and when he has made a decision, he will relay the facts necessary to achieve his goal, expecting others to grasp the situation immediately and take action. He has little tolerance for indecisiveness, but loses patience even more quickly if his chosen course is challenged with impractical theories, especially if they ignore key details. If challenges becomes time-consuming debates, He will become noticeably angry as deadlines tick nearer.

Seхuality: Bisexual

Job: N/A

Likeѕ: Intimacy, cats, power, blankets, women, making people uncomfortable, danger, tricks, citruses, alcohol, and ketchup.

Dislikes: Children, peanuts, money, chips, leaders, being summomed, coffee, complete silence, the cold, "magic", and videogames.

Faѕhion: For the most part, Agiel dresses pretty simplistically, his wardrobe consisting of darkly colored button ups and skinny jeans, as well as a pair of vans or converse.

Theme:

Favourites:
×colour: Maroon
×hobby/ѕport: N/A
×book/ѕtory/series: Lord of the Flies

Flawѕ: Unfortunately, Agiel will immediately judge you based off of first impressions and other people's words versus your own. And with that, he's very stubborn and will refuse to change his mind about most things, his opinions and judgements included.

Phobia: Pediophobia- the fear of dolls

Innocence: 3/10

Requirementѕ: A skeptical oc

Scenario: You never were one to believe in the super natural. But recently, some odd occurrences in your neighborhood after a peculiar man moved brought you and your friends to one conclusion:
Paranormal activity was complete and utter B.S.
So as a joke, you (or your friends) suggested that a group of you should gather at your house and use a ouiji board to "talk to spirits", and possibly get completely wasted as well. There isn't any harm in that, right?
...well, that's what you(r friends) thought at least.
So as soon as you came back from the store with the board, your friends began lighting candles as a joke to "set the mood" and such.
"You guys do know the rules, right?" A friend piped in, a small grin tugging on her lips.
"Yeah, yeah," another said, batting at her hands.
But before all of you could even start, a knock came at the door, baffling you.
You get up to answer the door, and what you see was your new neighbor,  and with that, was an anxious expression on what of his face was visible.

You?