forum Guardian Demon ;)

Started November 26, 2019 by @Celeste_X0X0_ group

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@Chaos_party

Before we get started, I must know what is required for my character. I wonder how this is going to work.

Okie dokie
So like i said in the Og post, I'll be the demon. Almost all of my roleplays require romance, so of course im gonna do that. Anyway, i would prefer straight relationship if that's alright. Im not homophobic or anything far from it, its just my preferencee.
Anyway, so i don't really care about how your characters personality or looks are. If you want to look at my demon she's on my profile. Ebony Eliesh.
But other than that, use anyone! <3

I don't mind, it's your role-play after all. My character's name is Hunter X. He is a twenty year old with a strange personality. He is mostly described as dark, crazy, but sometimes immature. His usual clothing is a black T-shirt with jeans. Short, curly hair with a scar from his cheek to his lower neck on his left. He wears a Baphomet as a sign that he had embraced his "demon"

(This is what I got, if you have a problem or preference please let me know. This is also a brand new character too)

No he’s cool I like him!
So should we start?

Please, start us.

Ebony hummed to herself as flames flickers along her fingers, dancing in her yellow iridescent eyes, the flame reflecting off of her pale skin giving a yellow, red hue to it, leaning against the wall as she waited for Hunter to give her attention. As usual. From the moment this “thing” was born, she had been his guardian.
Most people have angles, but Hunter X was the exception, and so was Ebony Eliesh, a demon who loved to cause havoc and solved problems In the weirdest ways, though her ways were far more effective than that of an angle. Why?
She was the best of course. Or that’s what she thought herself to be.
Better than the angles. Those peaceful cowards, afraid to actually get in a fight. Not Ebony, that’s for sure. She sees the smallest inconvenience she’ll burn the place to the ground, as the pyromaniac she was. Though she would never hurt Hunter X
She pushed herself off of the wall and stretched her large dark leathery wings with a yawn, showing her sharp canine teeth even more so than they’re usually shown.
Her eyes flickered from the flame on the tip of her darkened black tipped finger, blowing it out, to Hunter. “The weathers quite nice today hm? Why not go outside?” She says obviously bored out of her mind. She was itching to cause trouble.

His eyes, solid blue, gazed out the worn down window. The sun had only risen and the air was still brisk. Hunter looks at Ebony and sees her wings extended as she stretched. He feels his scar and remembers the things she had done. He combs his curly hair with his fingers and puts on a leather jacket. He walks to Ebony and stares into her eyes.
"Why of course," his words were gentle and calm. He smiles as he reaches the door, his heart beating in joy, "Shall we?"

She smirked, licking her lips with her pointed tongue a little. “Alright” She says heading towards the door. Running her fingers through her hair, which she had to do frequently to make sure her hair never got caught on her horns, rounding her head, rough, yet somehow smooth at the same time. Her black hair would get caught on the ridges if she weren’t carefully.
She opened the door and stepped outside, breathing in the sweet air, fresh as morning dew. She’s always loved it. She turned around and held the door open for Hunter with a mischievous look in those eyes

Noticing the look she had, Hunter stepped through the doorway. He looked into Ebony's eyes, his gaze turning into a look of dark intentions. "Ready?"
For a long as he could remember, he and Ebony always caused mischief, even in middle school. And whenever Hunter had an issue, Ebony would take care of it with such….chaos.

She looked down at her blackened nails, sharp as a knife to the very tip.
She hummed to herself, a song that's been stuck in her head for the past week, sway in her hips with every step of confidence she took.
"So where to hm?" She turned to him with a devious smile

Hunter smiled. He recognized the song trapped in her mind and playing throughout her body. He has never been the joking type, at least the kind to make one laugh. He actually was terrible at making friends. Always being the most dangerous kid in school, or so they thought.
"How about we visit the concert the song is playing." He looked at her and his dark smiled continued, "I hear they're killer,"

"Were you trying to make a pun just then?" She says with a little chuckle, her breath minty with a bit of spice to it. Her voice soft and soothing, yet rather chilling to the bone and a singe of cruelty in those iridescent yellow eyes of hers.

He looks around at the neighborhood, trying to find something amusing to do. The neighborhood around him was filled with rich bastards and poor delinquents. Sometimes there would be a snickering rich guy, always gloating. Others, a poor woman willing to fight for water. If there was anything Hunter was susceptible to, it was to help the poor. Hunter wasn't rich nor poor. His psycho but gentle heart always have him the benefit of the doubt.

"Me? Puns?" Hunter turns to Ebony, "No! I was merely stating a fact. As to what we may do is beyond me. I haven't the slightest clue"

She smiled, showing her pointed teeth which always poked her lush black lips. "Hm, alright then" she ruffled his hair. "I heard there's a carnival nearby. What about that?" She says innocently as if she wasn't a pyromaniac demon serial killer

His dark smile returned, showing his inner psycho out. "Sounds like fun!" They started to walk, Hunter could hear the screams in his head. He turns to Ebony, with a deep serious tone, "We play, but not a single child…" He had always known her intentions, but he could never tell how far she'd go.

"Alright alright. I know the rules" she says with a little laugh, rolling her eyes playfully. He skin-tight black dress added to her normal attitude.
She kept her wings pressed to.her back and her hair nicely voluminous and soft as usual.
She was quite fond of this kid. He was dark with a bit of cruelty to him. She liked it. Enjoying having someone as morbid as her

He grabbed a lighter from his pocket. The lighter was silver and had the face of "the devil" on it. Hunter plays with it as they approach the carnival. Lighting it again and again. He can see the families having fun, enjoying rides and eating sweets.

"The smell of sugar sickens me," he whispered, "As if I were to release a nerve toxin. What shall we do first? Fun or kiddy rides?"

"Well I'm getting cotton candy" she says with a smile. "Though I am a demon so I can't buy anything"
She loved sweets more than anything, and it was obvious.
She turned to him with wide puppy dog eyes "wanna buy me some?" She smiled innocently

Hunter has never had any sweets in his life, he always had a sick feeling when seeing it. With a disgusted look, he went into the carnival. On his way he bumped into people left and right, dirty people. As he was almost there, a stranger accidentally spilled her drink.
She had long braided blond hair, grey t-shirt and jeans. She didn't even say a word, she just left him behind. Angry, Hunter tried to grab her, but she was lost in the crowd.
Hunter had finally reached the stand. "Cotton candy." He mumbled. He travelled back to Ebony. Angry and wet, he gives her the candy, "I. Hate. People."

She tilted her head slightly at his comment, though taking the cotton candy and taking a bite, smiling rather cutely as she felt the sugary sweetness melt in her mouth.
“I already knew that. But thank you!” She ruffled his hair.
“So what happened anyway? Was someone’s rude again?”
She asks pulling off another soft little fluff of soft pink sugar, popping it into her mouth, already enjoying herself plenty

He knew of her capabilities and didn't want to get anyone hurt, yet. He took off his shirt to ring it out. He put it back on and ran his hand through his hair. He looks up at Ebony, watching as she enjoys the pink wad of webbed sugar. He had a sick feeling again, but didn't wish to show it, "Ebony, how do you enjoy that? It is just a wad of flavored sugar. Actually, I think it is nothing but sugar."

Hunter walks back into the carnival, attempting to lose his mind in the chaos. He closed his eyes and tried to blur out the sounds, with no success. Noises upon noises filled his head as he drove closer to madness. He fell and covered his ears, closed his eyes, and yelled as the sound of the carnival only got louder

She smiles as she quickly finishes her wad of sugary sticky goodness, licking off her lips in almost a seductive way, whether she’s meant to do it or not.
“Well for most of my life I never ate anything, since I don’t actually need food to survive. I only drank alcohol, which doesn’t affect my body. No hangovers for me” She smiled wide. “Anyway, cotton candy was the first thing I tried. Oh, every time I taste it… it’s just a small good as the first time” she sighed.
As they continued to walk, she hummed along to the beat in her own mind. She found the loud noises rather peaceful. Soothing in a way.
She could tell he didn’t. So leaning over and looking at him with her wide yellow eyes, she smiled a little bit before she stood up straight.
“A bit dramatic aren’t we. You just walked in and you’re already on the floor. Oh well. I guess it can’t be helped” she shrugged, rolling her eyes.
“If you want we can go” she says crossing her arms.
Yeah, Ebony is his guardian until he dies, which she’s supposedly to delay that for as longneck as possible. But just because she was his guardian, never meant that she’s was going to be nice. Anyone who knew Ebony as well as He did would know that.
So yeah, we was a major douche sometimes. And there was no stopping her