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Unknown Age | Hellhound | Street Performer | Angel Haze | TAKEN; ORIGINAL CHARACTER

“Somewhere, Inside something there is a rush of, Greatness, Who knows what stands in front of, Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space, Silence, Tells me secretly, Everything”

» Personality «

Determined, fun-loving, passionate, silly, loyal, bleeding-hearted, fresh

» Biography «

For centuries Shama was nothing but a loyal dog, they served no purpose but to carry out the commands of their master. They knew nothing but their commands and the tasks they were sent to carry out. They knew that they were a good dog. They would be given a job and they would brutally carry it out, ripping the mundane to shreds as they Those times are now distant flecks of memory.

Time was a blur for them, they never knew much of the passage of years until the 1920’s when they were sent to collect from New Orleans. A little girl had been promised to her demon master and her father was trying like hell to negotiate it. In most cases Sharma would not have cared but for the first time they saw the realm they had entered. They heard the music that played. They saw the people who danced to it and spoke to one another. They fell in love with the mundane world and all the excitement that it entailed. Their mundane form had a similar appearance to that little girl, as if to replace her in the world when she ultimately perished. The only part of Mundane society they did not quite understand were gender roles. Though Sharma themself has more feminine qualities they identify as agender.

They often allow their mundane form to wander the realm of the mundane, they enjoy sitting back and watching cultures change and move foreword. They fell in love with the human world, even the non-human creatures it contained such as witches. They often avoided warlocks however, fearing that the creatures would force them back to their master and they would lose their free will. They adopted the name of Lassie, a joke they found hilarious, their own call back to what they truly were.

Their master still often calls upon them to carry out tasks. They can still be quite the ruthless killer, but they cling to their free will when they have it. They thrive in New Orleans where they have picked up on all the supernatural activity. The hell hound has become attached to the mundane world, the mundane cultures, and often when talking to them they will probably seem mundane outside of their eyes appearing differently. They are a personable person, now trying to get in personally with the Shadowhunters, trying to show to them that the supernatural and the mundane can live in harmony, which is hard when Lassie’s heart still belongs to their masters.

» Connections « No connections

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» Unknown Age | Hellhound | Works at the Slaughtered Lamb | Caleb Landry Jones | TAKEN «

» Personality Traits «

+ Fearless, Polite, Ambitious

- Detached, Impulsive, Troubled

» Personality «

Asher is at the whim of his master; whatever he is assigned to do, he must obey no matter what his true feelings are about the matter. Because of this, Asher constantly walks the line between what is morally right and what he must do to survive. If Asher were to disobey his master, he would get in severe trouble, the nature of which is unknown to even Asher. He has only crossed his master in a small manner, by disagreeing with his master’s wishes, which has caused great grief to find the hellhound. Despite all of this, Asher is fearless in his ambitious goals. He truly believes that his master will grant all of his wishes as long as he goes through with what he is supposed to.

» Biography «

Asher has only ever known a life in which he was tasked to obey his master. As far as he can remember, he was brought into existence in order to do whatever his master wanted. Asher was given his name due to his dark fur that is the color of ashes; as a mundane, Asher’s coloring is more close to a burning fire. Asher enjoys his mundane form and would give anything to be able to live as a mortal forever. But he is under a contract he wasn’t aware he signed. In truth, Asher was, at some point, a mundane. He was twenty years old when he became very sick. Every doctor he went to had no idea what was the cause of his illness but that was only because in the time era in which Asher was mortal, little was known about the cancer that would take his life. In an act of desperation, Asher summoned a pair of demons to save his life. What he didn’t know was that he would become immortal but at a price. Asher would no longer walk the mortal plane and wear the flesh of a mundane. He would become the lap dog of the demons he summoned, forever forced to obey their every command. And that’s just what he did.

It was a normal Sunday afternoon when Asher was roaming around the city as he so often did. As he was rounding a corner, a familiar voice boomed in his head. It was his demon master, setting Asher on yet another task that he had no choice but to go through with. If Asher had a choice, he was sure that he would have turned around and gone somewhere—anywhere—else. But because he didn’t, Asher made his way to Lilith Roth’s house. The mission was simple, destroy the enemy. Asher wasn’t privy to the details and didn’t dare to ask.

Unbeknownst to Asher, his master changed his memories to make him think he was a hero. As Asher was walking towards the Roth residence, he heard yelling and immediately ran towards the source with the intention of helping. Completely unaware that he was being controlled by his master, Asher ran without a blink of fear in his eyes. When he arrived at his destination, he could sense that there was something seriously wrong. A tall, lanky man was throwing things everywhere as a blonde woman screamed at him. His eyes were red with blood, his skin pale, and he seemed maddened. When Asher attempted to get the man to calm down, the man lunged at him. It was a split second reaction, something you don’t think of doing. In order to defend himself, Asher’s powers kicked in and within seconds, Asher was on top of the man. Whether out of fear or protection, Lilith freaked out and ended up setting fire to the carpet. This resulted in the man bursting into flame, lighting the house with him. Asher could do nothing but run out and try to piece everything together. But that would prove to be an impossible task, something that he would never be able to do. In that moment, Asher knew what he had done; he had just murdered the man. Whether accident or not—it was murder. In an instant, Asher took off, never to look back again.

But he would not run away. Inevitably, Asher found himself back to his masters. Even though he wished with every core of his being to go somewhere else, he still found himself back where he belonged. Because he was so distraught about the situation, Asher’s master altered his perception of the scenario. It was easier for Asher to believe that what he had done was a mere accident; that he hadn’t intended to be a murderer. Despite being the dog of a demon, Asher’s moral compass was always on point. It was hard for him to do bad things and far easier to believe that his actions were for the better.

» Connections «

Lilith Roth » Asher believes that he was helping Lilith on the day she set fire to the apartment she shared with her lover. The truth is that Asher was sent there to kill Lilith by his masters.

Charlotte and Elliott Wilder » Asher's masters. Elliott is his true master but Charlotte does have some sway over the hellhound; not enough to keep her satisfied, something the duo fight over constantly.