forum Cafe MindShaker

Started March 04, 2018 by Fawn Yeet

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Lavender stepped back again, shocked and terrified. "Who are you?! What is this place?!"

"For the last time, calm down," Asura growled. "Screeching isn't going to help the situation."

"I am your manager. Do as I say, and you will stay alive."

Bile and fury rose up inside of Lavender. I'm not a motherbleeping god like you, okay! I did not escape a torturous Faerie cult to be laughed at by some stupid demon! My job is to stay low, check surveillance, train dragon-dinosaur hybrids, stay out of trouble. NOT THIS! "And what do you want?", she asked the voice. At least they'd all forgotten about the egg.

(OOH this looks interesting, can I join, this is my character)
Name: Mozos
Demon-name:Smelt
Gender: M
Age: 17
Species: Demon( half-water | half-lava/fire)
Personality: Easy going and cool to hang around when using his water demon side, vise versa for fire/lava giving him… not split, but differing personalities
Looks: Hair color + style: burnt orange + aloof, height: 5'11, skin tone: dark tan, body tone: fit
Powers: Can create and control bodies of water: vise versa for fire/lava
Wears: A faded white shirt that's torn and burned and the bottom,and black cargo pants, and a metal necklace he wheres under his shirt
Gear: 2 Brass knuckles
Likes: To cook (fire+water), and to clean(water),and to compete(fire)
Hates: Things that prove to be more trouble than they are worth

Hi!)

Mozos walked down the street, no place had seemed open except one, Cafe Espritmelangeur. He opened the door and peered inside. A girl was shouting at the air. He nearly left, but decided to walk in anyway. Things couldn't be that crazy, right?

Asura turned to glance at the new person. "Congratulations, you got yourself an eternity of boredom working at a cafe."

Mozos stopped."Wait… What?" He turned,if for nothing other than to soothe his own conscious, and found the door unable to open." He turned to the man who talked to him." What is going on here?"

(parenthesis are for when people are talking out of the roleplay, just so you know)
"Hell if I know. I just got here a couple of minutes ago, and so far my power has been challenged by an invisible hand," Asura said, glaring. The day was starting to get weird.

Lavender glanced at the new guy, trying to asses him. Could he be a potential threat? “Hi. I’m Lavender.”, she introduced. The sooner he trusts me the sooner I can figure him Out. she thought.

"Mozos, but I'm also known as Smelt," He responded kindly, " What is happening here though?"

Lavender inclined her head, indicating to Ro. “Ask her, not me.”

Asura glared at Lavender. "You're completely calm around a demon of fire and water, but when a demon king that looks completely normal and human, you freak out? What's your deal?"

Mozos turned to the girl lavender had indicated," What's your name and what's happening here? "

Lavender kept her head up and shot him a glare. “Mozos didn’t scream his head off at me when I accidentally bumped into me. Nor did he tell me to watch myself and remember my place because he is the almighty demon king and all should bow down to him.”, she replied defiantly, her mind still worriedly drawn to the hybrid dinosaur-dragon egg in her satchel.

"Excuse me for being a little irritated that I was crashed into by a very annoying girl who can't seem to stay calm in a dangerous situation. Get it together," he said.

Mozos turned to Asura." Calm down, and besides I still don't know what's going on here."

Lavender held back a sharp response. I’m sorry if I freaked out because I was basically lured into a trap from which I can never escape from! I’m sorry if I’ve spent my whole f**g life running from a deranged Faerie cult out for my blood only to find that I’ve been captured and can be found by them again!, she thought furiously.

Mozos turned to Lavender because she was the only person who had talked to him. " Please tell me what is happening here ? Why can't I leave?"

“Apparently we’re trapped here forever doomed to make food for this weird evil invisible deity called ‘The Hand’.”

Mozos stopped for a second to wrap his head around it. He felt the hot heat of his flames rise up within him making him light headed as he tried to fight it. He stuck his hand out on a table and used it to stable himself. "What would a hand want us to cook for?"

Lavender shrugged, fists clenched. “Don’t ask me.”