The Demon. The Angel.
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Thread Topic: The Demon. The Angel.
Okay then. The plot:
An angel volunteers to be sent to earth to do good things so he can rank up in heaven. In retaliation Satan sends one of his demon's to make all those good deeds turn to s---.
Beautiful. Yes. I love it.
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Age: 2000(appears 17)
Personality: caring, modest, kind, helpful, can get really mad and vulgar when provoked. May get sassy.
Appearance: wears a long sleeved white sweater vest with three brown diamonds on the chest, a white collar shirt, black tie, khaki pants. A light brown height(o forgot the kinda hats they were bfnsbs but I guess you can say mostly emos? Wear them.) blue eyes, blonde almost white short hair.
His heaven wear is a short Greek toga. And gold sandles.
he sounds like prince gumball from AT
He won't get in trouble for certain things since it's on earth and not on heaven.
A light sword can emerge from his hand
Age: Later 1000s, almost around 2000.
Looks: Wears a black shirt similar to a muscle shirt, black gloves missing the fingers, dark red jeans with rips and tears on various parts, and gray flats since he thinks those are pretty comfortable. Several chains are attached to the side of his pants. His skin is very pale and his hair is black, kinda messy but not very long. His eyes are blood red and will glow if he becomes angry. He has several piercings, one on his lips, a couple on his ears,
and two on his d---.
Personality: In some sense and times he's pretty childish and wants to make everything a game, but for the most part he'd a heartless stoic b---- that has nothing to do with any sort of childish innocence. He loves rough play and making others scared. Major sadist alert.
Anything else: Sounds like Zenya Okinaga tbh.
Horatio walked through the streets searching for more good deeds. No one seemed to be in danger. None of the elderly needed assistance. As he walked a flower bed was nearby. His delicate blue eyes gazed at beautiful plants before kneeling down to smell one.
Without warning, abruptly, a hand dug into the dirt where those plants were planted. "Destruction is fun, isn't it!?" That nasally and childish voice cried out as the hand yanked out the dirt, along with roots and various plants. He tossed them onto the ground and stomped his foot furiously on the mess. That crazed look, that undeniable stare of enjoyment, was ever present.
The angel boy looked at the mess with despair. He stood up immediately looked at the one who did that. "H-how could you?!" Especially to poor plants! He sounded upset. "These are very important to the earth and I don't appreciate you destroying them you hooligan." He crossed his arms while looking at the boy.
"Oh come on," he laughed, shaking his head in a way that his bangs would flick in a certain direction. A grin curved his lips upwards and he brushed his hand off on the boy in front of him. "They would have reached their end either way. No reason to get all sad about his." Perhaps this was the only time he laughed and smiled; when inflicting pain on others. It was always nice to get in on that fill of pain.
"How disgusting." The boy snarled a bit while trying to brush the some of the dirt off his shirt. Hopefully the stain wouldn't set. "Yes, everything will meet its ends sooner o later, but while they are on earth you must let it live while it last. And will you stop following me?! Violence is not the answer but... I am THIS close to cutting off that hollow head yours." He gave a small gesture with his fingers to show the small amount of patients he claims to have. Chances are that won't happen but maybe threatening would draw him off.
"You say that every time I come around, you know. You sound like a broken record, repeating itself over and over and over and over..." His voice trailed off and then the smile from his face disappeared. That earlier high had faded and now his expression had turned bland, without a single trace of actually caring. Indifference, so to speak. "I've stopped wondering when you'd actually do that. Cut my head off- POP!- like a bobble head or somethin'."
Horatio's teeth gritted. This guy... He was in a more deadpanned state now and no longer cared. Did he really get that excited from stomping on a bunch of plants? Oh wait.. He's from the devils nest. A huge sadist. So the angel's reaction must of been it. 'I won't give him what he wants..' He softened his face to take away any emotion. "It'll happen sooner or later. Keep provoking me and you'll see what happens." He turned his back to the angel and walked.
To the demon* herp it's late and my typing is bad sorry))
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