Name: The Boogieman
Age: Immortal
Gender: Male (duh)
Role: Janitor
Appearance: The boogieman is invisible to anyone without the eyes of a child. The more mature their perspective on the world, the less visible he becomes. To a child he appears as a black form, somewhat spindly. His core is blurred. Then, there are his eyes, which seem like a hole punched through the darkness. He is roughly human, but most noticeable of all is his Cheshire cat smile of deviousness and mischievousness.
At will, he can force himself to become more visible to those with more mature perspectives, but this is temporary and tiring.
Race: The Boogieman
Abilities: Oh, the usual, he can be intangible, has the power of telekinesis, can fly, can smell fear, simple mind reading (of the imagination more than anything), and can walk through other’s dreams and (in fact) can control them into becoming nightmares.
Strengths/Weaknesses: The boogieman feeds off of fear. The darker the hour, the stronger he is. However, even in the light of happiness, joy, and hope, he is not entirely powerless.
The Boogieman is a cleaning commando. He hates disorganization, messy, dirty, and broken. This causes him to tidy up just a little, then a little more until the place is spotless. This is like one of those elite training phases where he blanks out and comes to his senses later on, only instead of killing a room of ninjas, he has cleaned a wing of the apartment complex to exquisit order.
Bio: As the years went on, and his associates dwindled, The Boogieman found that while humans were a threat to him, they were no match. Many monsters before him had boasted invincibility only to have some hero rise up and slay them. But The Boogieman was a cool character, not making himself a public figure, not boasting, not getting greedy, and most importantly, not revealing himself ever.
He is elusive and evasive, and it has paid off. That is not to say that he is a recluse, quite the contrary, however, even those who know him don’t actually have any certainty. He jokes so frequently slathers everything in metaphor and is incredibly unpredictable that even when he does share the truth, there is no way for anybody to know. Likewise, he strikes from the shadows without anybody ever knowing where he came from (and in many cases, that he was even there after the fact.)