Bascially the same as one of my other rps, but I'm bored so kind of a reboot? Satan happens to like guys, and so is Gabriel - the nineteen-year-old, innocent boy that just got sent to hell after his girlfriend killed him. No one's ever managed to melt the devil's heart before, but this one might just do it.
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No, just whatever as long as it’s more than a couple sentences.
(A starter from one of my rps)
Lucas never did like being out in public, especially not by himself. At first, he could it be out with his family and then his best friend. And finally, his now husband. He hated being alone in public, but he wasn't as uncountable as he normally was, what with Bastian always supporting him. Lucas shook slightly as he got on to the bus. He didn't have a driver's license, he was too nervous to even sit behind the wheel. He was going to go meet with a publishing company about the book he had been writing. He hadn't told his husband, he wanted it to be a surprise if he got his book published. He was sure he would make it home before Bastain got home. He would get home and everything would be fine. He'd start dinner like always. He liked cooking, it made him feel as though he was competent. During his meeting, Lucas couldn't stop drumming his fingers on his thigh and tapping his foot. He was out of his element. He felt uncomfortable but it wasn't unbearable. He felt a huge sigh of relief when the bus dropped him back at the bus stop just a couple blocks from the apartment. That relief escaped him when he saw Bastian's car parked out front. He gulped before unlocking the door, his hands shaking so much much he was barely able to open it.
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((Alright! I’ll be Gabriel btw))
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Outfit:
Personality:
Other:
Name: Malachi (aka the Devil)
Age: As old as time
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, though has a secret preference for males
Appearance: Malachi has pale skin, almost as white as paper. He has jet black hair, falling past his shoulders. He is tall, about 6'4. His eyes are raven black, but glow red when he gets angry. The description of the devil with horns and wings comes from his ability to shapeshift. In his demonic form, he grows much taller, giant wings sprout from his back and long horns from his head. It has been a long time since he has had a need for it though. He prefers his "mortal" form.
Outfit: His clothing is far from modern. He wears a robe that covers his entire body. A crown is always adorning his head. It's rumored that it is made from the bones of his enemies, though it has not been denied or confirmed. No one has seen him in anything else, excluding the few times he had transformed into his demonic form.
Personality: Malachi is a master manipulator. He knows how to get what he wants without losing a thing. He's cold and ruthless. He will kill without a second thought. It's rare that he shows any emotion of his face. Only flashes of extreme angry have crossed his face but only for a second. Giving pain is his pleasure. It's his job to torture the souls that come to his door. He loves messing with their heads.
Other:
((I love him!))
(He's probably going to be an asshole at first, just a heads up)
Name: Gabriel 'Gabe' Chasity
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance (link is fine): Gabe has a diamond face shape with brown eyes - not too light, but not too dark either. Thin, rose-colored lips and a bit of a blush against skin that's pale just on the border of being tan. His hair is a dark brown that looks black from a distance but isn't quite, styled in an undercut that's just a little longer on one side of his face, with what are almost waves.
Outfit (link is fine): Usually a band t-shirt, jeans, sneakers, maybe a jacket here and there. Lots of concert hoodies, yada yada. Band and music geek…almost emo but not entirely so.
Personality: He looks a bit like an emo band guy, but really he's just kind of lost in life. He has his wits about him, and can be sarcastic and laugh and have a good time, but he's not really grounded anywhere. He keeps drifting back to Abby because of a need for someone, or perhaps he thinks she'll change. Will develop from there.
Other: None I'm lazy
(Lol my name is abby)
((O_O….oop sry do you want me to change her name?))
((Abby's kind of the villian in this…they were dating but she was abusive and killed him))
(No its fine)
Alright, should I type up a starter?
Ye
((Alright!))
Gabe looked around, uncertain where he was. It had to be somewhere near the equator, it was so hot…wait. He…he wasn't alive anymore. He knew he wasn't, because the last thing he could remember was Abby pressing him up against the wall with a knife. Then he had blacked out…and now he was here. It wasn't a hospital…the afterlife?
Malachi sat on his throne. New souls came through the doors, being sentenced to help. It was so very boring, the same thing everyday for all eternity. It almost made him envy mortals, almost. He almost sighed aloud as a new soul entered his doors, looking very, very confused.
Gabe's eyes eventually drifted up to Malachi, his brown eyes rather wide as he took the whole scene in. Yes…yes, this was definitely hell.
"Hello mortal. You might as well get used to it. You're here for eternity." Malachi drawled out in a rather bored, expressionless tone.
"Oh. Uh…hello," Gabe said, gaze snapping back to the man quickly. He…he was sitting on a throne, and this was hell, so… "You're Lucifer, aren't you?"
He snorted. "That is the name yiur people have elected to call me, along with Satan, and Hades and more. Your stupid legends gave me the names. But I am Malachi. Your king, and you shall address me as such."