Only for Villans 2.0

Alm watches the little person circle them. Their blue/black eyes follow him carefully until he asked a question. "I'm a Star! Roly is too! We're on a very important mission, right Rol?"
Alm turned their head to see Roly laying on their side and watching the horse with wonderous eyes. Their black/yellow irises trace every step and move the horse makes with their mouth slightly agape in awe at the equine.
Alm cups their hands over their mouth and hollers at their twin. "Roly! Stopping gawking at the cow! We have things to do!"
Roly scrambles up, spooking the horse away and looks at their twin. "What do we gotta do?"
Alm was about to answer only to pause and ponder momentarily. "I forgot."
"Me too."
Alm looks back at Joseph. "My name's Alm! That guy over their is Mr. King. And the other one is Ms. Sourface. And that one-" They see the new blonde haired person and pause. "I dunno! It's another weirdo!"
Roly looks over and gasps. "Holy moly! So many weirdos!"
Alm turns to Joseph, sniffs him, and cringes. "Why do you smell gross?" They cover their nose with their huge claw.

Joseph wish he had a notebook with him. "Fascinating. A star? How strong are your claws? How much can you lift and how fast can you run? I wonder what your stomach acid could break down. My god, you would make a wonderful miscreation."

He stopped and looked around, realizing that there were several people here, just standing in a field. The man next to the fire shouted something, but he really wasn't paying attention until he said something about introducing themselves.

Joseph made his way over to the fire and crouched down, enjoying the heat from a good distance. "My name is Joseph Maléfique. You may call me Joseph."

Alm makes a step toward the fire and sits next to their twin as they eye Joseph suspiciously.
"Don't know. Don't care. And I don't know what acid is but I probably don't have that either." They cross their arms and glare at Joseph intently. Roly notices Alms intensity and pokes them with a question in mind.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
"Dr. Smellsbad gives off some rancid vibes."
"Oh." Roly looks at Joseph then back at Alm. "Is he part onion?"
"Probably."
Roly looks at Joseph with wide eyes. "Are you an onion?"

"No, I'm entirely human. For all intents and purposes. And, yes, pardon the subtle smell of blood, I had just finished with an autopsy before… this. I am from Washington, in the United States." Joseph turned to the horse that cautiously approached the fire. "Interesting. Does it speak? You seem to think it more intelligent than an average horse. Is this the case?"

"Why would I help demons? They are mindless beasts and cannot return the favor in any way. No, I was studying a demons anatomy and harvesting anything I could use. I consider myself a scientist, though I have no… formal… training. This horse, um-" Joseph seemed to fumble with his words for a moment. "Nival. Yes that's it. More intelligent than most humans? Oh that is interesting. Is it from the Other Side of the Veil? I haven't much experience outside of Hell, but I've never heard of an intelligent demon. Especially not a demon that isn't outright hostile."

Joseph stood up and made as if he was going to touch Nival, but he caught himself before he could even take a step. He made a half bow. "Hello. You may have heard, but my name is Joseph. And how are you?"

"Ah I see. I didn't mean to insinuate that you were anything similar to demons. I spend a lot of time with their… mindlessness, so it's only natural. Our conundrum here is that you are some form of magical creature, but you have never heard of the Veil." Joseph began to pace, at this point talking to himself more than the others. "Which means that we simply aren't from the same world. That certainly is interesting. I suspect that even the demons we're talking about are only similar in intelligence and goals. The demons I know are nothing more than animals with a talent for killing. Yours are likely similar… but they are most definitely different."

Joseph stared off into the distance, pretty much lost to everyone else.

"Well, unless he's the kind of demon that doesn't wear clothes and who's head opens up into a mouth full of teeth, I'd say it's safe to assume we're talking about different things here."

Roly's eyes bug out of their head and they make an excited squeal. "TALKING COW! TALKING COW!! D'you want more grass, Ms. Cow?" They hear her question and tilt their head. They straighten themselves a bit as they ponder. They tilt their head back till they're looking up into the night sky, scanning the stars closely. Without taking their eyes away, they grab Alm's hand and whisper. "Alm. Where did we come from?"
Alm looks at their twin, and then up into the sky as well. After a few seconds, they answer with a shrug.
"I dunno."
Roly looks at Nival with a silly grin and squinted eyes. "Whelp! That's lame, but we don't know where! We're from the upside. That's all we know." They look at the sky one more time before redirecting their attention completely to Nival with excitement on their face. "Where are you from? And how did you meet Mr. King? And is there a Mr. Cow with you?" They giggle at their question while they look at her curiously.
Alm looks at Joseph with a grossed out expression. "Ew! How are you from somewhere called Washington, but you smell like a butt?" They lean their head down and sniff him one more time before seizing their head away and gagging. "Yuck! No wonder Uncle Brutus gets mad when we don't bathe! You smell worse than a fresh potter's field!"

"A horse?" Roly scoffs incredulously. "Nah! That's the fat thing with the, uh, horns! And the weird stomach thing! They're pretty smelly and soft, and they scream REALLY LOUD! Especially when they're being chased! It's funny!" Roly sees the expectation in Nival's eyes and gasps softly. "Oh! Do you want more food Ms. Cow?" Before anything could be said, Roly took their hugs claws shanked the ground with enthusiasm. They scoop out a huge portion of the earth and place it in front of Nival. "Here you go! You eat mud and grass, right?" Roly looks at the crater they made and gasps some more. "Oh! More food for you!" They reach down and start picking out tiny creatures that are further dwarfed by the sheer size of their hand. It was worms. The poor things are too easily squished by Roly's strength. They place the crushed bits on the mound of dirt and look at Nival with joy. "Eat up!"

(BUMP?)

(I have a few ideas but I’m not in the environment to do that now. I’ll reply some time tonight)

(I was waiting for them to reply too, but I don’t know how much time should be given to someone to reply. An entire day passed, so I guess now would be a good time to continue the convo? Unless Williamnot is somewhere without WiFi or something or came up And they can’t reply. Idk but let’s keep this rp alive)

“That is very interesting,” Vladimir sat up and watched Jospeh pace about the field. "Well, your daemons are quite different from the ones I know. Our demons do not have a physical form, choosing to go about as black mist. They have no form of speech but talk through your mind using your memories as ways to communicate. What else does your world have?”

"Fascinating. Fascinating, fascinating, fascinating! Black mist, using memories…" Joseph looked lost in thought. "Hm? My world? All sorts of things I suppose. I spend a lot of my time in Hell though, so I don't get to see a lot of the other creatures the Other Side has to offer. I did find this fungal demon that will grow in these ropelike forms that can become as thick as tree trunks. If there's enough sustenance in one area, the fungus can completely block off entire halls in Hell. It's fascinating."

(Sorry, between school work and actually being at school it's difficult to reply. Go ahead and move on without me if I'm offline for too long!)

(If you're feeling left out, have your character interact with someone. You can engage with anyone any time you want, you don't have to wait until someone initiates conversation. Ask or act or something it's a roleplay anything can happen)

Roly gleefully watches Nival eat the grass. They deicide to eat some handfuls of dirt and worms with her so she wouldn't feel left out. They hold a hand out to Vlad and asks through mouthfuls of filth. "D'you wan sum?"
Alm laughs at their twin and falls backwards onto the ground, landing with a thundering slam. The fire gets bigger and hotter as they laugh. It grows and sways dangerously in the air nearly sets the field ablaze. Luckily this fire isn't the type to spread. The sit themselves up and look over at Allison and Famine. They crawl over and sit themselves down slowly, being careful not to crush them. "Where are you weirdos from? Do you come from the upside too, or from Washington like Mr. Smelly?"

Alm looks at the two of them with wide and empty eyes. They have a small smile that conveys that there is a lovely variety of elevator music wafting back and forth in their head. "The who and where? Nah forget it, sounds boring." They were slightly curious at first but abandoned the thought for the sake of ease. They look back over at their twin. "Hey Roly! Are you done playing with the cow?"
Roly looks up at Alm with soil and grass poking out of their teeth. "Excuse you. Ms. Cow."
Alm rolls their eyes. "Are you done playing with Ms. Cow?"
"Nope!" Roly goes back to eating the dirt. Alm sighs. They reach up to their braid and begin to fiddle with it anxiously. They turn their attention back to Allison and Prospero. "What's the deal with all this demon talk? I don't think they exist where I'm from."
(OOC: Is Prospero a reference to Shakespeare's The Tempest?)

Alm slowly nods as they process their words. They flick their eyes between their two companions, Roly, and the grass surrounding them. They turn their attention back to Allison and Prospero. "So, if demons are angels gone backwards, does that mean you two were angels? And what are angels? Are they… something good?"