forum Trapped (a shipping rp) CLOSED

Started July 19, 2018 by @SaltyLasagna

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"That sounds terrible," Abaddon said, opening the fridge and looking for more food.

“Not as terrible as the hangover,” Llano chuckled. He tilted his head curiously as he watched Abbadon go through the fridge, his eyes lingering on the other for a moment before he looked away

He pulled out a soda and popped it open, glancing over at Llano. "I don't remember ever having a bad hangover, so I can't say I can relate."

“Count yourself lucky then,” Llano chuckled. He reached for more popcorn, though a frown crossed his face as he realized their was none left. He pouted faintly before burning the bag in a burst of bright flames

Abaddon panicked a bit at the sight of fire. "Hey! Don't burn our hotel room down!" He said, looking for something to put it out.

“It’s fine,” Llano said with a roll of his eyes. He watched the bag burn in his hand with a bored expression, the paper eventually turning to ash before the flames put themselves out

"You could've thrown it away like a normal person," Abaddon pointed out, taking a drink of soda.

“And where’s the fun in that?” Llano huffed theatrically. “Besides, I had to make sure this…strange place still lets me use most of my powers.”

"Weird… It doesn't let me use mine," Abaddon said. He snapped his fingers to try to teleport like he did before, but nothing happened.

“Yes, you can’t use anything that could potentially get you out of here. However, everything else seems to work perfectly fine,” Llano said, lighting the tip of his pointer finger on fire to make a point

"Well, I can't exactly test my powers out here, unless you want me to start a hurricane in the hotel room," he said, sighing.

“You can cause hurricanes?” Llano asked, a mix of curiosity and faint fear making its way into his face. “What are you, a storm demon?”

"Kinda, yeah. I am the son of Zeus, after all," he said, smiling weakly.

“Zeus? The Zeus?” Llano asked incredulously, though he couldn’t help the faint fear working through him. Storms meant water, and water meant pain for him

Abaddon frowned. "Yeah. Mythology is really fucked up, none of it makes any sense and people are always getting it wrong." He looked up and noticed Llano's fearful expression. "But he's not as powerful as people make him seem. All he can really do is conjour up some tornados and lightning here and there."

“Well, that’s…fun,” Llano said, still faintly worried but not too concerned. He slid off the counter before beginning to rummage through the cupboards

Abaddon sighed. "Yeah… Honestly, sometimes I wish I was a human. One that didn't know about gods and demons and different universes. It would make things so much less stressful."

“Being human was boring in my opinion,” Llano said, shrugging before pulling a box of cocoa pebbles out of the cupboard and sitting back down on the counter

"You've been human before?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

“Yes. I was a prince before being sacrificed to save my kingdom. A rather noble death if I say so myself,” Llano said before stuffing a handful of cocoa pebbles in his mouth

"You got… Sacrificed?" He asked quietly. Abaddon couldn't imagine dying for a kingdom like that. Maybe he was just selfish, or absolutely terrified of death after seeing what happened to his best friend.

Llano hummed in agreement. “We were under attack. Conquistadors were flooding us left and right, and something had to be done.”

"That sounds horrible," he said, pressing his lips together.

“Wasn’t all that bad. Being thrown into a volcano while higher than a kite on homemade painkillers is a surprisingly painless event,” Llano said with a shrug