forum o/o Demon’s Contract

Started February 11, 2019 by @Yoaisami

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@"(SKRATTAR-DU-FÖRLORAR-DU)-I’m-the-Emi-to-the-Emily™"
Hello! ((I need to hop on a bus back home so gtg for now, just reply back if you find this haha cause idk if I did it correctly, also give me title recommendations XD)

Oh hey there!

Hheheheheheheeheh hi!

Hello! :D
For some reason my iPad won’t allow me to ping you (I’ve been on my school computer the other times)
So hopefully the notify you get will work enough ~o~
Alright, would you like me to start off, or you?

No it’s the site, lol. Don’t worry. The @ system doesn’t work just yet.
Hmmmm could you.

( Alright then! I’ll try my best-Just be warned that I’m bad at starting things XD ) (the girl’s name is Edith Fort, which I came up with yesterday Oof)
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Edith plopped down in the field of dandelions, the weeds tickling her thighs. She plucked one off the ground and blew, watching the white nothings float away in the more hot that cool breeze that swept past her face.
She turned, dully looking at the boys a few yards away playing soccer. Squinting, she made out a familiar face amount to foreign. A mop of brown hair that framed a perfect face. How long was she to hide her love? Was she even certain it was classified as a love, or just a friendship with mixed feelings?
Sighing, she glanced back at the field of flowers she had sat herself in. 23 and single. How her friends would tease her. Edith chuckled.
She sat up and walked back to the dorms, now alone. The dew that had collected on the weeds now wet her clothes, leaving a faint but noticeable green on them. She groaned and wrung them out desperately. This was what she would get from sitting stupidly on grass on such a hot day. Never mind the sauna that was her room.
Edith made her way up the the roof instead.
And so there she sat, thinking about her clothes, the heat, and boys.
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Ouch my fingers hurt from typing sideways oof
I’m gonna try to not add too much description cause im supposed to be focused on the story lol

Oof Okay

So her little crush is Zack right?

(Oh uh wait what
I thought it was just some random boy, and then Zack as a demon would come out and offer her help, etc etc. the “random boy” is actually her friend that she thinks she has feelings for but is unsure, sorry for the misunderstanding)

(Oh oh but I had a good idea okay

So what if Zack is her crush right

And Demons are really common around the grounds because Demons need education too.

So she approaches him and asks for help to get rid of other girls preying on him

Eh? Eh?)

(That last sentence you wrote is a little muddled, could you restate it?
But yeah we can work with that! :D
Btw you have any title suggestions cause it looks a bit weird rn)

(She comes up to him and asks for a Contract. To help her get rid of the other girls with crushes on Zack so she’s the only one evil
Yay!
“Demons Need Education Too” lmao

Idk I don’t really care.)

(Alright then lol
So she does know that zack is the devil right XD
It sounds a bit hard to
Ah whatever it works lol ok
Okie so now your turn! :)
I’ll just go and change the title to something that is kind of relevant to the rp)

(Well Zack is a Demon

Not the Devil
Yeah to overlook but who cares he looks fine…

Yes my turn)

(Whoops I’m an idiot :v
Does that look ok?)

Zackary shook his long brown hair out of his face, still breathing heavy from the jog around the field. He grinned at a couple of his teammates, smiling a sharp-toothed smile and letting himself be pushed around. He laughed with them and pushed them off, shaking himself as he jogged towards his things for a break. He reached it, where a few girls were crowded around after their soccer practice, smiling at him. Zackary slowed to a stop at his bag, trying not to stray too close to the girls.
“Er… hey there,” He said, trying not to appear as he were interested in any of them. He grabbed his water bottle and uncomfortably took a drag of it, letting a few trickles of water run down his chin.
One of the girls giggled at the act, batting her eyelashes. “Hey there, Zacky. Did you want to come to my party? It’s on Friday and a whole bunch of my friends are going to be there.”
The girls started to squabble, protesting that he came to their parties instead. Zackary shook his head, sighing.
“No, I have things to do on Friday. Sorry.”

(Whoops I’m an idiot :v
Does that look ok?)

(Looks great!)

Standing from her view on the rooftop, Edith spotted the soccer field that she had been at a few minutes ago. The boys had finished practice, and she found herself staring at that boy again. Zack.
She narrowed her eyes. The girl’s were at it again, offering him everything they had without receiving a second glance from him. Couldn’t they just get the hint and leave him alone?
Well, it’s not like she wasn’t ogling at him a bit either. This strangely possessive behavior made her shake her head and mutter curses at herself, trying to push these thoughts away. At the very best, she could only shove them into a dark corner of her mind and hope they stayed there obediently.
Grumbling, she smoothed her hair and stalked back down to her room. A blast of heat welcomed her in, which she declined immediately. At this time of day, she would do everything to avoid sulking in that hellhole with no air conditioner.
She settled on grabbing her purse and leaving for some food at a restaurant nearby. A cafe with a cool drink sounded nice.
(Back at it with my slow replies woohoo)

The girls awwwed softly as the Demon picked up his things, frowning with a bottle in hand.
“But… I guess I’ll be seeing you. I’m going to… go…” He gestured to a random restaurant with his bottle, wanting to cool off there and get changed. Maybe have a steak before he went back to his dorm and do homework.
The girls seemed to have another brief argument with each other and a particularly pretty girl stepped out of the fray, smiling.
“Oh, let me take you, then, Zack.” She reached for his upper arm and took it, smiling fawnishly up at him. The Demon sighed softly and started to walk, simply accepting it. Being a Demon on a school ground was as hard as he thought, but not in the way he thought before. He thought he’d be shunned for his occasional outbursts of emotion, sharp teeth, and unnatural love for bloody meat. Instead he was fawned over for his good looks, intelligence, and seemingly perfect body. It was irritating beyond belief.

(I JUST LOST ALL MY WORK LFHEOGWPHOHAOIDJ:OFIHQ#:OIHTPOIHRPS I came back from the appointment and I'm woozy af, and then I lost all of the writing in the reply I was typing up, so sorry if this is lazy, but I gave up trying to write a detailed reply ;w;) (Just pretend that I wrote like I usually do, sorry again for this really bad reply)
Edith lazily ordered a papaya smoothie and a blueberry muffin, trying to conserve the cool air wafting from the smoothie.
Through the haze, she saw Zack walking toward her, a girl hanging from his arm like a puppy. Just my luck. She took another swig of the smoothie, arching her neck.

(Ooooooooooof sorryyyyyyyyy
It’s okay! How long will you be in for?)

Zack shook off his stalker and thanked her rather sarcastically. “Thanks for the bringing, I need to go get dressed.”
Vanessa giggled and batted her eyelashes, leaning up and pecking his cheek. “You’re welcome, Zacky! Have a nice day. And remember my party…” She pulled out a paper and gave it to him, slipping her hand delicately through his.
Zack rolled his eyes a little, crumpling up the paper. “I will. Thanks.” He turned his back on her, feeling rather uncomfortable.

Edith rolled her eyes as she watched Zack and the girl stroll into the restaurant. She now sipped quietly on her drink, savoring the flavor. She unintentionally listened into their conversation, though it was quiet fun to listen to.
She almost chuckled when she saw Zack crumpling up the paper behind her back, obviously uncomfortable at the thought of going to whatever party the woman was hosting.
Vanessa's parties were ravenous. It starts out nice and formal, and ends up a half-bloodbath half-sex fest at her house. She didn't understand why everyone wanted to go.
(I'm on and off ^^)

(^.^)

Zack walked towards the bathrooms, knocking on it and walking in once he realized it was empty. He set down his bag and got out his clothes, quickly switchingoutnof his sweaty ones, slashing cool water on his face and pits, before putting on his long-sleeves and shorts. He walked out, running a tired hair through his long hair and making his way to the counter, where he ordered a bottle of water and a muffin with a faint smile to the cashier, who immediately dished them up.

(Oh my freaking heck I keep deleting my replies now I'm writing them in google docs cause I can't trust myself anymore wth)
Edith downed the last of her drink, savoring the last few gulps. In her peripheral vision, she saw Zack coming out of the restroom, ruffling his hair. She gulped once more, swallowing air.
Settling down for her muffin, she turned it around, looking for a point of attack. She ended up nibbling on the stray blueberry at the corner. She inadvertently stared at Zack from the corner of her eye, noting how he was sitting alone, scrolling through his phone. I should talk to him.
(I have literally no idea how to get him to talk to her (or the other way around) rip. Maybe Zack trips while leaving and water spills on her?? That gives them a reason to meet again I guess)