Sid blackmoore D2 -done-

FC: colin wayne

I'm tall, standing around 6'2. I've seen that as much; People always say the same damn thing, over and over again. It annoys me....easily for some reason.I have tattoos on the top part of my chest; I have Momma Blackmore to thank for that. It was my 16th birthday gift for a job well done with a nosy reporter; he tasted nasty to say the least. I had to make sure the remains didn't stay around from there, so i had to share the meal with Camille too. Malicious I know, but it gets the job done easier.

I know for a fact that I'm muscular, I make sure that the heavy objects littered around the house are put to use, and it means that I can easily take care of people....

For someone that has spent a lot of time indoors and not let out, I'm fairly tan; I guess it could be my biological mothers genes for once. I know for a fact that I got my dads face; Momma Blackmoore always said that I looked like him. The same large jawline, the high cheek bones, even the intimidating eyes I've gotten down somehow. I keep my hair short and spiky, easiest way to deal with it. I never understood why some guys in our family seemed to have long hair. Takes too damn long to take care of it, and someone could grab it and use that against you; no good what so ever in my mind. I have the blonde hair of my real mom though, I never have felt the need to dye it to a darker hair like the rest of my family. My brothers got dad's dark hair, luckily for them; they seem to fit in appearance wise with the rest of the family.

I've been called a lot of things in my short life so far. Bloodthirsty, ruthless, unrelenting, stubborn, protective to name a few. Kindness and forgiving however....neither of those things have ever been said about me. I was raised to be like this; to be someone with fierce primal instincts. I have a tender side only for my family; they are everything to me, and I watch after them with every part of my being. I am extremely protective of them all, and I will destroy anyone that I feel is hurting them.

I'm strong; I've come to the understanding that if I do intend to hurt someone, I can do it easily...and I have done so before. I think quickly and have very quick reflexes. Over the years of my life, I've honed myself to be a warrior of great service, one that can protect my family from anything. I spent years in the basement of the home making sure that I had trained my self to be like I am now, someone not afraid to get dirty. My family takes advantage of all of these things, ensuring that I can be a contributing part of this family...so long as it sates me. At the very basis of my soul is the need for destruction and mayhem; the deep and dark satisfaction of causing destruction with my body...there isn't another feeling like that in this world. The family, along with the feeling of belonging that I get from being with them, provides me with these opportunities to a place of destruction... And I take full advantage of that.

I can be sadistic at times....i know I can. I enjoy the feeling that I get when I elicit pain from others, and I revel in the hunt. The feeling that people give me when I sink my teeth into their flesh is.....ecstasy to me. Pleasures of all kinds are mine for the taking...drinking, smoking, pleasure of the flesh...oddly enough woman around here seem to enjoy the fact of an intimidating man coming onto them and making their heart race at the prospect of the enticement I bring.....but that's another story.

I was born with my brother, Logan, to a mother and a father like anyone else...But mom gave us up...well she gave me up. When I was a baby, mom felt like I had potential to help the family...So what did she do? She gave me up to Momma Blackmoore, letting her take me and raising me in her home. As a kid I could tell I was different. I was a scrapper, a fighter, someone who enjoyed getting into scuffles with people. I enjoyed the feeling of bashing my fists into someone, and I was violent. When I was in school I was aggressive with everyone, and for good reason; this was where my purpose began. Momma noticed this and began to...take measures to deal with it. She would take me to the basement and let me run amok among the people down there with the others...and I grew close to them. I grew up alongside the others, and I loved them as my family, the only true ones besides rhyo and lime. I hold them all close to whatever I can call a heart, and I was always the first one to let his fists fly if I felt like I was protecting them.

When I found out that Camille liked to....well, eat certain things, I joined her as well out of curiosity as well explored that. It was amazing, and as a teenager, I filed down my own teeth to make myself seem more feral, giving me more of a animistic mindset. Growing up, Momma made sure that I was taught fighting skills and how to kill efficiently; I was to be the guard dog for the family, ensuring that no harm would come to them... and I embraced it wholeheartedly. Now I could protect them all, allowing myself to be given a purpose beyond my own pleasure.

(the characters formally known as tuff and malachite) send me out on missions occasionally, but now whenever I need to I follow my brothers and sisters as they hunt in the night, joining in with them and watching them in the dark shadows... the silent and violent protector of the Blackmoore family. Thus, my purpose in this life is set, and I can smile and enjoy my time that I have been given here, living life to the fullest in my seeking of pleasure and loving my family. I would gladly set aside my own life for any of them if it meant I protected them, especially My brothers; if I cant protect my own blood, then I can protect no one. I have always seen my self as a caretaker for the both of them...and I will allow no one to step upon my brothers...ever, so long as I draw breath and I can raise my fist to defend them.

Sid Blackmore is a maniacal, hedonistic psychopath of the stone family. Ever since he was a child, he was given the task of being the guard dog of the family, ensuring that they come to no harm and can continue their seeking of the pleasure, whatever they are. He is utterly loyal to his cousins and his brothers, following the orders given to him as long as he feels like his bloodthirsty nature will be sated. he feels a deep bond to them all as though they were his blood relatives, as he was raised in their household for the vast amount of his life.
He feels a certain affinity for his cousin Camille, as he sometimes shares in a bloody meal with her and enjoys her company. (Players formally known as Malachite and Tuff) both use him as an enforcer against enemies or if they need someone taken care of now that mother is gone. He is extremely protective of his family, and will hunt anyone down mercilessly that he feels are threatening them and their way of life. Sid is very adept at hand to hand fighting and stalking, as well as being physically fit to a high degree. He can rip people to shred using his hands and teeth, which he filed down to given himself an edge. He is cruel, sadistic, and ruthless to his enemies, while his family are the only ones he can call his loved ones. He is, however, a bloodthirsty man and reacts quicker before he thinks, often leading him to fly into conflict if he believes that his family is threatened. He is also cunning in his own way, but is book smart slow; he'd rather figure out ways to hunt people down instead of reading on how to practice doing so.

PART OF THE BLACKMOORE FAMILY PLOT