<div class="floatright">(http://i615.photobucket.com/albums/tt235/talam/DoctorMephiston.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Doctor Mephiston Luciferion Bahl<br/><strong>Played by:</strong>Wheresmycow<br/><strong>Character Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Character Role in game:</strong>Inventor of Weapons<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight, Switch<br/><strong>Interested Fetish or Kinks:</strong>Touching, sensual and sexual aspects of.  Mephiston enjoys touching things with his hands, manipulating objects and feeling textures.<br/><br/><strong>Character Personality:</strong>Mephiston seemingly bursts with energy, bouncing in his steps as he eagerly goes about his research.  When interested in something, Mephiston borders on the obsessive, the object of his interest under intense observation.  Much like most mad scientists, he can be prone to tangents in conversation and his curiosity seems to be overwhelming, propelling him in alternate avenues of invention.  Tempering all of this is his amiable nature: Mephiston is quite the gentleman and very friendly, openly displaying warmth and affection to those he considers friends.  He is also very expressive of his emotions: happiness makes him wreathed in smiles while sorrow nearly renders him into tears.  He does not take kindly to those who misuse his inventions.<br/><br/>On the subject of his inventions, Mephiston has a paradoxical relationship with his ability to devise weapons of utter destruction.  On the one hand, the enthusiasm in which he applies himself to inventing the latest weapon belies an almost unwholesome fixation on creative deaths.  However, Mephiston believes in the sanctity of life, and that people who enjoy violence are perverted, a most damning insult from him (sexual practices that deviate from the norm are almost never considered perverted, they're more like eccentric hobbies).  As such, Mephiston finds it rather embarrassing how, in the middle of conversation, he will sometimes have managed to fashion a tool of death without having been aware of doing so.  He lives in shame of those moments when he wakes up in the middle in the night, his hands ink-stained, and a sketch of another weapon lying on his bed.  Of course, since he designed it, Mephiston feels compelled to make it, if only to make sure that indeed, it is fact both terrible and possible.<br/><br/><strong>Background Information:</strong>Mephiston grew up as the scion of House Bahl, a rich and prestigious merchant family.  Brought up as a Satanist, the affable nature of the Bahl family meant that they lacked piety in that regard.  Indeed, were it not for their tendency to work on Sundays and their alternate way of saying Grace at the dinner table, they would have been model Christians.  His parents were disappointed when Mephiston announced his conversion to Atheism, finding Satanism to be a rather silly affair, but his parents reasoned that Atheism was a denial of God, so it was alright.<br/><br/>In time, his scientific brilliance began to shine, even as his despair at the world's tendency to engage in meaningless conflict blossomed as well.  His parents had hoped to have him inherit their businesses, but brilliance could not be denied and instead sent him to the finest colleges.  Devoting himself to his studies, Mephiston mastered the sciences, or at least the aspects pertaining to causing destruction and death.  Disheartened at finding no future for himself that wouldn't violate his beliefs, a dabble in psychology revealed to him the concept of reverse-psychology.  What if, he reasoned, he was able to devise a weapon so horrific that no one would ever want to use it, and thus resort to reasoned discussion instead.  Inspired, Mephiston attempted to solve the problem of knife fights by creating his first invention: a knife that, when inserted into a person tip first, would allow for the blade to be detached from the hilt, whereupon the blade would promptly explode after a second, violently killing the unfortunate target.  He reasoned that someone dying from having their torso erupt in a explosion of organs and blood would turn really hone in the reality of death, and thus end street violence.  He nicknamed them 'Spicy Curries' ("They do terrible things to one's intestines") and patented the product before marketing them.<br/><br/>They sold incredibly well and made him a fortune.  Mephiston was rather upset.<br/><br/>In the end, Mephiston came to the conclusion that he just wasn't thinking large enough, and that rather than operating on the personal level, he needed to aim for mass horrific destruction.  Only then, as a collective whole, would people realize that violence was a waste and truly begin to appreciate life.  A series of unfortunate inventions, which sold rather well, led to Mephiston attracting just the wrong sort of attention and caused him to flee from his home city.  His parents, who were responsible for the business side of his inventions, were quite proud of him and were sad to see him go.