Character Name: Dominic Logan Saeter.
Nickname: Domi, Logan, or Saeter.
Age: Thirty-Two.
Gender: Male
Grade: Teacher
Subject: French I-IV
Race: Shape Shifter
Play-by: Tom Hiddleston.
Appearance:

Domi is that kind of guy that looks perfect in a hand tailored Italian suit. He pulls off every single aspect of that kind of attire, and even with clothing that is more feminine than most, he still pulls if off and manages to look masculine throughout. Besides, with his demeanor, no one dares question his masculinity if they value their life, literally. He stands at a lanky 6'2, and weighs 182 pounds. He doesn't believe in bulking up, and much rather represents the snake that is his secondary form. Lean and lethal, with just the right amount of muscle to pull it all off. His eyes are an icy blue-green hue, altering with the lighting or even his mood possibly.

In the colder months, his skin is a deathly pale white, while in summer he doesn't get much better, simply tanning enough to look just a tad shy of undead unlike normal. His hair, when gelled or wet, is a dark brown, almost a black, but in brighter lighting, and without any products in his hair, his curl locks seem almost red in that sense. And just as he seems to originate from another continent, since he does, he has the accent to go with it, more of a English accent than a Scottish one, but he often has subtle hints of numerous other accents and inflections in his voice.

He has no tattoos, nor piercings, he doesn't believe in marking his body up, and instead would rather mark other peoples' bodies up. Far more fun, to be sure. When in his King Cobra form, his scales are an inky black color, with his underbelly being only slightly lighter. He's fifteen feet in length, and weighs roughly fifteen pounds, a surprising lightness to be sure. Though his eyes are the most startling of all. Surprisingly human in appearance, they match his human eye coloring, ensuring to scare the shit out of anyone, if there was anything left.

Personality:

Dominic is confident, always ready to showcase what he can do and unafraid of failure. His confidence knows no bounds, and it shows in almost every way possible. He doesn’t give up easily, nor does he ever admit defeat so long as he has breath to draw into his lungs. His suave demeanor does wonders for him, getting women, and men, into his bed as easily as he might get up in the morning and cook some breakfast. Maybe it’s his skills. He can cook, ladies and gents, and he’s pretty damn good at it, not that he’d ever brag. Clearly he’d just state the facts. Not only is he suave, but he’s cunning too. He doesn’t like using brute strength, since he’s roughly average when it comes to that department of the physical side of things, so he uses trickery and deceit. Domi is as wicked as they come, loving a bit of blood and gore with every meal, more often than not literally. He isn’t a bloodsucker by any means, but he does have his fun as far as killing goes, and boy doesn’t he adore causing pain. It’s only natural to stick the label of murderer on him, since he’s done it just about any way possible, and probably some ways that are impossible too. He doesn’t like to think of himself as a criminal, more like a robin hood with a more violent and gleeful cause. Deep down though, he actually dislikes killing. In fact, when he was young, he hated killing at first. Instinctively he knew it was wrong, immoral, but his parents did it, so he did too. And now he just dislikes it because he thinks that it's all he'll ever be good at, and that no one could ever care about him because of that.

History:

Dominic was born and raised in Scotland, but his upbringing wasn’t really all that conventional as far as most people are concerned. He was raised to be a killer, amongst a family of killers. They weren’t even considered hunters, because what they didn’t couldn’t be considered anything as such. He grew up learning torture methods, the best places for pain and the best way to draw out death. He himself had cheated death often enough, and he grew more and more daring each time, because he wasn’t afraid of death, hell, he might as well be a creation of the devil, the devil’s right hand man, for he loved doing all the dirty work that made him such a good killer.

He cleaned up after himself, learned the best ways to avoid detection, and was doing a fair amount of killing up until the day his father was found guilty in the court of law near their Scottish home. The funny thing was, the charges were completely unrelated to their violent activities, and in fact were as far from the truth as possible. Tax evasion, of all things, was foremost among the list, right near that was drug possession. Right, as if his father would keep drugs. He knew that the police were just looking for a way to pin the infamous murderer down, because they couldn’t get solid evidence to prove he’d truly murdered all those he had.

Either way the police got what they wanted, threatening both Dominic and his mother in order to get his father to rise to the bait, taking it with a ferocity that ended with at least four of the six men getting killed before they finally managed to get a shot in him. But they didn’t stop there, no, they didn’t stop until he was unrecognizable, having their suspicions about what he was, and not wanting to take any chances. Dominic applauded them, right up to the day he stood over their gored and maimed bodies, a wicked, evil grin curling his lips up as he got his retribution.

After he got his revenge, he decided to leave Scotland for greener pastures, among which being a place that didn’t suspect him for killing people. It wasn’t hard, no other country knew of his supposed reputation, and it was always easy enough to put his learned skills to the test and create a new identity for himself. He did so often enough, loving the rumors he started with his murders, taking time to create new personas and back stories as he went along, finding his amusement in doing so.

He traveled to many places, lost his Scottish accent easily amongst all the others he learned to affect, and eventually landed in the US. Dominic wasn’t really looking for anything in particular, other than a good bout of fun now and then, and a nice body to warm his bed, dead or otherwise, male or female, but when he heard about what was going on in New Orleans from a buddy of his, well, he couldn’t turn down the option. So he moved to the town, eager to see what the fuss was about, not to mention see if he could get some fun from the little town, which clearly, over half the inhabitants were oblivious and the other half, the swiftly growing half, were eager to go out on their own, wreak havoc or whatever it was they did. Dominic? Well, he just kicked his proverbial heels up and grabbed a metaphorical bag of popcorn to watch the show.

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Your Age: 15
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