Multipersonality Profile


    Manon's main purpose in his un-life in to prepare for the rise of Set, and to aid in influencing Avari to 'embrace his true destiny as a Prince of the Underworld.'  Deep down, he resents all of Avari's traditions and resents Avari in general, for not living up to what and who he is, but only as Mecca does he act out that resentment.  He loves what he has convinced himself Avari 'should' be, not what he is presently.  He sees himself as the 'hand' of Sutakh and Set. In his opinion there is only one reason to preserve the human race.  'The 'Vampires are gods on this earth and the humans are our livestock.  Fuck the mask and the petty human pigs!  We are all a law unto our ourselves!  Let us rule them as we are meant to rule them, as their masters and butchers.'
    Manon, AS Mecca, is the the kind who kills indiscriminately, and yet, discreetly.  He has a real taste for human blood, and will walk right into a bar and start killing and feeding, but never in his own guise, and only ever in a hole in the wall, out of the way place.  Some could say Mecca is a Jeffrey Dahmer with fangs all the while hiding behind a damn convincing mask of appearance.  (Mass killing of NPC only.)  He assumes a temporary guise for mass feasting, and never repeats his choice of appearance, and only ever kills feeding under one of his alter-egos as Mecca.
    He is the passive aggressor as opposed to the active aggressor.. instead of being the guy that explodes over wrong change.. he's the one that takes it quietly until it builds up enough that he calmly blows the entire conveniance store away and leaves without a trace, or kills ten people right in front of everyone, and they never see who did it as he becomes a faceless, forgettable phantom of the arcane.  'Pathetic humans' smug scoff.
    He has five 'fixed' identities he lives out his alter-egos as, each id very different from the other, and from one to the next, he remembers them only as 'someone else' he is acquainted with.  He is highly schitzophrenic, and truly believes he 'becomes' these five other personas, and while each id is aware of the other, he holds each as a seperate individual from his other 'selves'.  At times, when he is 'alone' he is with them and interacts with them as his egos battle one another.  There were a few instances when his Sire or his Patron Demon Lord attacked him and he had delusions of Mecca attacking him in their place.  Manon assumes each identity with the same appearance, the same life, as he becomes that person.   His main personalities are Manon and Mecca, while his criminal masks as Ricco and Raffi are who he makes his living through, while he thinks all the while he as Mecca is involved in their undertakings and take cuts.  Confusing?  Not to Manon, whose self-possession in whatever id he takes on is only rivaled by his slickness.  Kyle is the gentle, unambitious side he slips into to escape the rigors of his other lives, the body and ego he just relaxes in, the id which he escapes his sins and corruption in.

The Masks of Manon

Kyle

    All his ids have these things in common.  He, as a person is systematic and cautious.. plans things to a T.. never let's himself get flustered.. a perfect control freak.  He is too fearless to get nervous therefore he is not afraid of anything, his soul is too far gone to fear death or pain.  It is said of Manon; 'He laughs in the face of death.. dryly, and shakes his hand.'
    Manon is very likable owed to his charisma and charms, and is very choosey about the lovers he beds.  Mecca is far more promiscuous, but for those he has no respect for. He is the 'take you out to dinner, wine and dine you, take you home, disect you during intercourse and haveyou as the main course' type.  Or, he may just keep his dinner guest as a 'pet.'  Yes, Manon is Schizophrenic. One might say he trips off and thinks what his mind wants him to think to protect itself, himself and his MO with his self-delusions.

The Voices of Manon's Ids

    The combined voice of his Ids: 'I am therefore I am.'  Tell yourself something long enough.. you believe it, especially if you want.. or need to believe it.

Manon:  'I am an honorable man.....' 
Mecca:  'I am a monster ....  I am a god ....'
Ricco:  'I am what I must be, what life has made me...'
'I am what I say I am.'
Kyle:  'I am that I am.'  with a shrug and a sweet smile.

    He has no clue that he is protecting his own psyche from the horrendous things his strongest alternate personality -Mecca- does, because deep down, he knows Manon will never accept Mecca's personality, and yet, he is unable to repress Mecca.  He got in the habit of convincing himself he was not that monster, and would slide into the role of another.  Ultimately Manon began to believe his alternate personality was another person; A guy he met on the loading docks, when the truth was, this guy was his repressed violent side.  But his psyche hid that from him by making him believe it's was a different person altogether, so his violent persona does things that the dominant persona, Manon, doesn't remember.  Seeking to rub Mecca out he invented other identities over time, Kyle the last one, and the one most badgered by Mecca when his repressed ego comes out while in Kyle's skin.   At times, Mecca abuses Kyle, but he never leaves a mark where Manon can see it, and insures the pain has past before he 'releases' Kyle.  Yes, his warped mind is clever enough to pull it off and even dupe himself, for Kyle is resented by his persona in general, for his goodness, and weakness.
    Manon's Sire disciplined and schooled him well, and he was and still is a diligent student of his blood's paths.  He has attained a wealth of knowledge and power in all his years of existance, to become the 'whack job with too much power' that he is today, to say the least.   Manon never abuses his power, while Mecca believes power is attained to exploit, nevertheless, all his personalities are cautiously and cleverly discreet with applying that power to feats.

Mecca

    An example of Mecca's abuse of his power takes him back when Manon's chosen progeny Willow was mortal.  She had a three year old daughter named Rayne, when Manon, posing as Mecca, posing as Manon, attacked Willow in her home and bled her to death.  While she was laying on the floor fading out, Mecca, disguised as Manon to torment Willow, went and dragged Rayne in to watch her mother bleeding to death.  He shoved the toddler's hand in her mother's wounds and made her feel inside of her mother. Sick guy, yes, who was aggravated that Willow had passed out by that time with blood loss. Mecca then killed the child and as he was doing so, Manon arrived on the scene to try to get to Willow and embrace her before she died.  Mecca tried to stop him, but Manon got to her and forced his blood into her, and he had barely got his powerful nectar into her, when Mecca overpowered him, and drug him away.  When Willow awakened from her deathly sleep after being embraced, her daughter was lying on the floor beside her, dead.  Manon returned to her a few times afterwards, to begin to teach her of the ways of her clan, only the part of himself that resented Siring her, dominated him, and he abandoned her for many years after.  Fact was, he'd had no use for her at that time.
    Manon had to lay low for awhile, which was difficult to do with a new progeny, for his demon patron had come into a great deal of trouble with Caine.  Mekkor's followers had scattered like the wind during that time, and had been reluctant to return to him twenty years later, when he had returned from a near death experience, escaping by preserving a part of himself in possession of another body, right under Caine's nose in fact.  Mekkor, alias Morneau, had lost a great deal of his power regardless, and Manon had been one of the few to return to him immediately.  It was Raffi however, in his travels to Columbia to sell military arm, who found out about the Ancient, Mayan Temple hidden under the Mountains in Costa Rica, that became their haven.  He asked the men he was dealing with if they knew of any 'cheap' isolated property for sale that was easily fortified in Central America, when a very old man came forward from the shade of a shack, and told him he had a map to a temple he would sell him.  Raffi found the Temple inhabited by a poor family, and after killing them, and draining their blood, he informed Mekkor that he had found them the perfect haven.  Mekkor moved into the temple and commanded Manon to dwell there with him, with one progeny of Mekkor's and Manon's two loyal ghouls Coolage and Ray-mon.  Over the years, Morneau (Mekkor's alias) recouped his power and laid powerful protections over their lair.

The Past Marches into the Present

    Physically, Manon was very tall, 6'8, and built of poweful muscle.  Until 2006 he was bald, due to the fact he was an Egyptian who was sired long before christ was born.  His Sire Sutakh was wise but had grown cruel by the time he met Sutakh, and also he was charming and wooed the young Manon under his wing, promising him power and knowledge beyond his imaginings.  Sutakh kept his word.  His Sire tested his strengths, physically and emotionally, and drove all of Manon's emotions into the pits of the hell he put him through.  One device Sutakh employeed to teach him emotional control, was commanding Manon to Sire a chosen prospect by force, and having him break and corrupt his progeny through cruel practices, and remold him as Sutakh saw fit.  Under Sutakh's wing, Manon learned to master his disciplines, the fine art of corruption, of torture, to withstand incredible amounts of pain, as well as improve his fighting skills until he rose in Sutakh's ranks to General.  Manon and his progeny Salael fought at his clan's sides for ages, but before Sutakh disappeared, he told Manon in secret to prepare their armies as best he could for war, promising him he would seek him out when he returned.  Sutakh then slipped away, in the year 1050 BC, and has yet to be seen again.  Manon obeyed him, but stayed with his clansmen until the rival Khentkaus clan rose up against them, and after years of combat, their enemies began to overwhelm them, driving those who survived out of their homeland in Egypt.  Manon too stole away one night, three hours before the dawn.   Without Sutakh to lead them, his army had not the heart to fight as they had under Sutakh's rule, despite Manon's attempts to raise their morale and inspire them.  Many of the men resented him in fact, envied him for being their leader in Sutakh's absence.  During this conflict, Manon's first progeny Salael feigned his own death to escape Manon's corrupt practices.   Manon had taught him the arts of deception too well.
    Manon retreated into the desert and lived there for many hundreds of years in isolation.  He was obsessed with the history and secrets of his kind, with Anubians in general, and was always searching for archives, whether recorded on paper or stone, in scrolls, on the walls of tombs, or in crumbling pages.  He missed his Sire, was bitter that his progeny had fallen, and that the men had resented his leadership.  The demons his Sire had planted in his soul with corruption and torture began to awaken in him.  Without his Sire, he dwelled alone in the well hidden caves beneath the sands he made his lonely lair of, and scoured the lands and forgotten temples for clues to who Avari and Sutekh really were, who he himself really was, desperate to find a purpose for himself, and to be a child who made Sutakh rejoice in his choice of a progeny.   He was never aware of his sanity whithering away, not where his thoughts were so crisp, his ambitions so clear, and his ability to learn so aggressive.  He made many discoveries in his research, and knew he must bring every creature he could closer to Set, closer to the Underworld, closer to Acheron.  He scratched out a living as a mercenary and hired assassin, and by selling hashish and opium from the orient, by selling slaves he captured and broke into obediance, and decade, by decade, he horded the money he made until he was wealthy enough to carve out a respectful life for himself.  The fall of Rome was taken hard by him, and he traveled to Bagdad and lived there for many years in comfort and wealth, only when it was discovered that he was an Avari,  he was hunted, even by those who had purchased his wonderful slaves from him, his blood line hated by the other clans.  A 'friend' he had made in Bagdad betrayed him and revealed him to the Kkentkaus and Vulcan Clans.

Ricco

    He fled Egypt with as much of his wealth as he could take with him, and moved to Africa, and dwelled there until he was forgotten, then moved to London as the years progressed.  He purchased a castle in Wales after living in London for five years, and settled down there, and a year later, he met Morneau, the 'man' who would one day become his patron demon.  Manon was by now already twisted, his bitterness buried beneath a sadistic and deviant mask, Mecca well established.  It was in the winter of 1200 he met the charming, wicked, and oh so alluring Morneau Desormeaux.  The two hit it off almost immediately, Morneau having the same interest in corruption and chaos as Manon, both men equally as charming and dangerous, deviant and clever.  Two years passed and Morneau came to reside with him in his castle in Wales, and three years later confided to Manon who he really was.  Mekkor saw, that though Manon's heart was cold, he could charm most anyone into almost anything, and he had seen his methods of seducing and corrupting others, and was impressed by it.  He had met Mecca, and after years of living with the 'two', he had figured out that Mecca and Manon were the same person.  They were never seen together, and though Manon hated Mecca, he knew he would have seen them together at some time or another.  New faces entered into their lives as the years went by, slaves, retainers, and other vampires which Mekkor could never be sure were someone else or Manon.  The puzzle amused and challenged the demon.  For the longest time Morneau thought Coolage was Manon, until he finally saw the two together, and was certain Coolage was not some sort of phantasm.  Mekkor had asked Manon later that evening if he could conjure up phantasms.  Mannon assured him that he could not, and Morneau could detect no lies.  He never could.  Fact was, Manon could lie through his teeth and no one could tell it.  Not even with a lie detector.  In a sense he convinced himself that everything he said was the truth.  If he lied, someone else was speaking for him, not him.  It did not phase Morneau at all that his comrade had a Jekyle and Mr. Hyde complex from hell.  No, Mekkor saw the advantages in it, which he deduced outweighed the risks.  He simply never trusted him, never trusts anyone for that matter.  Of all Manon's 'sides' he trusts Mecca the most, who Mekkor has the most influence over, where Mecca always welcomes being further corrupted.  Yes, he trusts his most untrustworthy side.  To this day Mekkor has no idea that Kyle and Raffi are figments of Manon's personalities as well.  He had never met either 'one' of them.

Raffi

    Mekkor values Manon enough, that if he bargains for more trouble than he wants to risk Manon and his multiple-personas to, he warns Manon to make himself scarce until he calls on him again.  It was with the discovery of Mekkor's rivalry with Caine, that Manon began to question his involvement with his Demon Lord.  Getting out from under him was dangerously problematic however.  He had to be very careful and clever in how he played his cards between those two, or he was not going to survive.  He had chosen his sides and had begun to initiate his plans, one small step at a time.  He just hoped Mecca did not foil his carefully laid machinations.  The devious imp!