[DEMON] rosenkreuz, fritz

NINETY-EIGHT

MALE

VELVET ROOM GENERAL MANAGER

PANSEXUAL

CIVILIAN

ALP DEMON

"was tust du? was fühlst du? was bist du? doch nur ein tier."

general information

NAME: Fritz Isaak Rosenkreuz
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 190 lbs
APPEARANCE: Charming smile, fair skin, piercing eyes. These are some of the few words people use to describe Fritz. People could use countless synonyms, but they don't need to tell him. He already knows that he is gorgeous. Strawberry blonde hair that obviously appears to have been taken care of quite a bit frames his face and cascades just above his shoulders. His eyes hold a cerulean shade, often captivating enough themselves. Everything appearance wise with this man screams foreigner, even the German accent that is intertwined with his words. Most of his clothes are composed of simple suits, but a lot of the time he prefers not to wear anything at all. After all, he has no shame with his corporeal form. For the most part, his appearance remains pretty human. His canines are a bit sharper than most and his ears have a slight point to them. However, it does not seem to appear out of the normal.

personal

POWERS:
• Superior Strength
• Superior Stamina

LIKES:

• History
  
• Fine Wines
  
• Pretty Things
  
• Experimenting
  
• Cats

DISLIKES:

• Justifying his Actions
  
• Ugly Things
  
• Children
  
• Unsatisfied Curiosity
  
• Religion

HABITS:
• Often times, Fritz will return to speaking in his native language. When overwhelmed, his words will jumble off into German. Whether it is intentional or not is difficult to decide. Surely he does not do it on purpose though. It's just that when he happens to be extremely excited or worked up about something, he'll speak that way.
• When speaking of a creature, he does not bother to call them by their true race. He will simply use the term, "tier," which means animal in German.

FEARS: The only thing that Fritz fears is a higher power. He never really cared about losing a loved one or anything sentimental. It's just that when a higher power is involved with his life, that usually means there is soon to be danger for him, and he'd rather keep himself out of that. After all, dying the first time was pretty painful, all the convulsions and all, Fritz would rather not deal with his own death again.

OVERALL: Fritz comes off as that pretty German man with the charming accent. He has quite the silver tongue when it comes to speaking, often able to bring people to reason with him. When it comes to organization, he is quite keen on it. There is never anything out of order for him, whether it be clothing, papers, or even various items. A perfectionist at heart, he keeps everything in a particular order and can be quite obsessive over said order. Quite knowledgeable, Fritz keeps tabs on those that abide by the law and those that he can make a deal with. Everything he does is done with careful consideration and in a systematic order. Composure is everything after all. If he can fool an officer of the law, he can fool anyone. He keeps the calm bartender ruse up while he does his own work in the underground. Those able to discover his true nature will often be met with a condescending clap and certain harm. After all, he can't have his secret spilled to those not so lovely men and women in blue, now can he?

When it comes to adversaries, he tries not to act arrogant when in a battle of wits, but he is not far from calling names and offering a smirk. Vanity is not an uncommon thing with him, as he likes a pretty face, especially if it's even prettier than his own. Most times, that case leads to dismemberment. Though he may not seem it, Fritz is certainly one sadistic bastard. Watching others writhe in pain often leaves him in a fit of laughter, bringing forth a malicious smirk that does not seem to suit his rather delicate features. Even so, a natural criminal should be able to restrain their bloodthirsty persona with a rather innocent one. Fritz is quite the actor and has been for years now. Supercilious on most occasions, he will often belittle people with words and idle threats, just waiting until the proper time to break them down and watch them squirm like the worms they are. However, just keep viewing him as that charming German man with the hypnotizing accent that looks as though he couldn't even harm a fly.

HISTORY: Around the year of 1915, a little past the start of the first world war, the Rosenkreuz gave birth to a healthy boy which they named Fritz. They had tried time and time again to have children, but they had no luck. They felt rather blessed to have this boy. Least to say that since he was the only child, he was certainly spoiled. Unfortunately his father was not around for his birth, as he was currently serving in the military, but they knew he would be more than happy to find that their attempts had finally paid off. The Rosenkreuz family had revolved around military, which meant that it would certainly become young Fritz's future.

A few years went by and victory fell in favor of the allies. The Central Powers collapsed and were forced to recompensate. The Treaty of Versailles was brought up, forcing the great country of Germany to shrink. Such a loss seemed like an insult to the country. They fell into poverty, which seemed almost impossible to get out of. Just when things seemed hopeless, a new chancellor had stepped up, ready to lead the country. He was certainly an eloquent man, able to wrap the country around his finger with ease. His name was Adolf Hitler, and at the time, he seemed to have a perfect future planned for the country.

After graduation, Fritz had entered the military. Germany was slowly building up its manpower, exceeding the limit given to them within the Treaty of Versailles. While training in the military, he was also working to become a doctor. He had always dreamed of entering the medical field. It was a difficult feat, but he was able to juggle military training and medical studies quite well. It was not long until basic training had ended and he had become a full fledged soldier in the ranks of the German military. Medical practice would take much longer though.

Fortunately he was able to make it through that and go along with capturing different countries. Not long after, they were forced into a stand still, that is until their siege continued. Naturally other countries attempted to retalliate. They were really no match for the German military though. All they happened to be for them was an obstacle, and a rather easy one to pass at that. During one battle however, Fritz had been severely injured while protecting another comrade. He was brought to recover, but his self sacrificing manner did not go without recognition. Fritz had recovered quite well, then was stationed at the Auschwitz concentration camp.

There his medical knowledge was put to the test. He was made one of the camp doctors responsible for carrying out the creature experiments on some of their resident prisoners. Prisoners of war, civilians captured in sieges, and the variety of others who were imprisoned. Some of the tests were ones that he had never seen before. Obviously the person who had come up with the idea of super soldiers was a genius. Through the reports, he saw they had plans on searching for immortality. It was a strong feat, but when he first saw some of the creatures they had, he realized about anything was possible. Least to say, he experimented with the various creatures, sprinkling silver powder in with the food they fed to werewolves, puncturing some eyes to see if they would regenerate, and his most favorite, forcing vampires to consume holy water. He discovered it was much like acid against the unholy.

While working in the camp, he had gotten involved with one of the prisoners. It was on a whim, as they wanted to train some of their experiments on a newborn. Of course he was willing to sacrifice the child for what he believed was the greater good. They had one particular vampire that had certainly caught his interests. They usually refered to him as 'project,' but on further discovery, Fritz learned that the man's name was Ivan Petrov, a Rennaissance vampire. The man they were attempting to study was history right before their very eyes.

The child was born, but right before they could even come up with an experiment, there had been warning that the camp was being liquidated. Through all of the hysteria, their precious piece of history had escaped along with that child. What a shame, and he had killed the woman, too. Fritz took the papers they had and set them ablaze. There was no way those soldiers were getting any more information than they already had. With that, he was left with two options. They were to be silenced forever or to be brought in as a prisoner of war and be forced to speak of everything, then die with shame. Naturally he chose to die while still preserving his honor. Breaking open the glass pill each person stationed within Auschwitz had been issued, Fritz took one final breath, taking in the view around him, then tilted his head back and administered the cyanide.

Death wasn't all that bad, to say the least. Hell was pretty cold, though. A lot colder than he expected. Wasn't it supposed to be hot though? Oh, who really cared? Maybe he'd get used to it. Eternal damnation after all. Years went by slowly. Humanity restored itself, then went to war again and again. It seemed nothing ever changed. Several years had passed and he had been offered a chance to return to the human world. Naturally he took it, only to be directed to Japan. Maybe now he could find that piece of history they lost all those years ago, and maybe even find the kid he had. Even through all of this, he found it most ironic that the immortality they wished for so much was found only in death.

He discovered that the child he had now had children of his own. What better thing than for grandpa Fritz to pay a visit for the child's birthday? Least to say the trip to Russia was not very pleasant and ended with him kidnapping little Noel. Fritz tested several things with the boy such as stimulations, how lithe he was, and various others. A lot of the times he did not wish to comply, often crying out for his parents. That much annoyed Fritz, resulting in him taking the boy apart and placing him back together on several occasions. Surprising how the boy survived a month of testing. He fed most of the corpse to his mate, then melted the rest down with various acids.

The German moved to Japan, studying their language and various cultures that dealt with them. He even took up a job at a rather intriguing bar called the Velvet Room. After searching around through Japan for quite some time, he discovered that lost piece of history he had in his grasp ages ago and even discovered that his son was still alive and unfortunately well. No matter. In due time, it would all be fixed in his image.

out of character

OOC NAME: Glasgow
CHARACTER(S): Valentin Douglanikov