Goes by: Mason Ody
Age: Late 30s
Height: 5ft7
Pronouns and gender: He/him, man
What they are: Witch
(I talked about this idiot way too much and need to like clean this up in future, so please, feel free to only read what you find important or necessary. Not expecting anyone to read it all.)
Personality: Intensely chill. Incredibly hard to rile in a real way. He can be a drama queen, and likes to be argumentative and stubborn with friends, but until lights start flickering, it's all for show. Doesn't seem to take anything seriously. Patient with individuals. Quick to act without thinking.
Style and Appearance: Crunchy. Trucker who goes to burning man vibes, but there's a hint at a former more alt./punk history in old boots, band shirts, old clothing with studs and patches, as well as his piercings. Tries to stick to entirely natural materials for safety. Very messy, self cut, hair. Varying lengths of scruff as a beard, greying on his temples and in the beard. Wears a lot of leather, wood, bone, and stone bracelets and necklaces.
Piercings and Tattoos: Both ear lobes pierced multiple times - usually only wearing a single stud in each. Helix piercing on his right ear. Right brow piercing - typically only a clear spacer. Both nips - basic bars. Belly button - standard curved barbell. Only wears silver. Has a jackal with the moon cycle around it tattooed on his left shoulder, Odie from Garfield on his right ankle, a magical sigil on his right hip, a kids drawing of a cat with a date on it on his left forearm, and a kids drawing of a blue jay with a date also on his left forearm.
Scars and Distinguishing Marks: Long scar up his left leg. More often than not he has something similar to a lichtenberg figure on his arms, chest, and/or back. They look like scars but fade with time.
Sexuality: Bi. Doesn't go in for labels further than that himself, but as his writer: Verse + switch. Leans more subby with women. Definitely prefers give and take, push back, change, a dynamic relationship without set roles.
Kinks: To be added to with time. I know play fighting/wrestling for 'control' but never that serious. More the arguing turns to pushing about turns to pinning to making out to ... style.
Limits: Hard limit on anything electricity related or bathroom related. Soft limit on any blood or knife play due to blood magic reasons. Other than that, he's an adventurous little idiot who'll try anything once.
Abilities: On his own, Mason's internal magical power is pretty weak. However, he's a conduit. Capable of drawing in energy from most sources in order to use it for magic. This is what allows him to take some pretty big hits from many sources and keep trucking, he can quickly turn what would be devastating harm into something he can use. He can hold onto very large stores of power.
Weaknesses: There are some massive downsides to the conduit thing. Basically any loose or wild energy draws directly into him. Faulty wiring, misfired spells, literal lightning. If he loses emotional control he cannot control his magic. Holding on to too much energy makes him jittery and the longer it's in there, the more wants to join it, the harder it gets to contain. He's also basically just a human. Physical damage he can't divert will fuck him over like it would any human.
Links: Canon - Media - Aesthetic - Music - Threads
Bits and Pieces:
Has two kids he knows of, and a secret third surprise for later. Loves them both, wallet and phone are full of pictures, sees them as much as he can, but that's not often. When he's present, he's a good dad, he's just not present much.
Oldest of four, all three younger sibs, and their mom, are still around. His dad died of a supposed stroke when Mason was 16, which is part of why Mason is more health conscious.
Lives on the road out of his touring bike. (A blue, mid 2000s, Harley electra glide) Wears a helmet but no other gear.
Part travelling magical supply salesman, part mediator between the mundane and supernatural worlds. The sales and magic for hire part pays the bills but he's not particularly invested. Mostly does it so he can afford motel rooms and food while doing his self made mediator work. Helps communicate between humans and supernatural creatures to try and find understanding, or relocating the supernatural being somewhere safe if humans have already started gathering the mob and pitchforks.
His accent is intentionally more nondescript north eastern USA, but sometimes when he's talking faster, more stressed out, or half asleep, the tidewater raise shows up in words like house and about, and that pin pen merger makes an appearance as well.
While Mason favors non-violence, he's by no means a pacifist. Has been known to help deal with 'dangerous' supernatural beings if relocation or mediation wasn't an option.
Overall he's just throwing himself into stupid situations to try and make things better, especially to try and counter the harm done by people like his grandfather.
