Soup Cult 2.0

Ren: Looks around, notes Alaik's soul - very bright - and then sees Renata; he smiles slightly, revealing pearly white teeth Oh, hey sweetheart. I am edible, in a sense.

Ren: Scoffs In a sense? No. Either I can consume you or I can't.

Tyree: Stumbles out into the light, snapping her teeth and growling. She shields her face from the light, and pushes her matted red hair from her face. When she speaks, she obviously has a speech impediment. Whut the fluck? Whare am I?

Ren: Looks around, notes Alaik's soul - very bright - and then sees Renata; he smiles slightly, revealing pearly white teeth Oh, hey sweetheart. I am edible, in a sense.

Ren: Scoffs In a sense? No. Either I can consume you or I can't.

Ren: Chuckles, noting that Alaik was still hiding Well, my blood might taste slightly bittersweet, but I've been told my flesh is tender. However, that isn't exactly what I meant. You really don't get when you're being flirted with. As for the lady in the shadows, no point in trying to hide. Looks at the newcomer with a slightly raised eyebrow, the clucks disapprovingly Honey, we need to get your hair sorted out.

(Jesus, a lot happens when you’re in math class. Anyway, so how do you prefer to suffer? Psychotic demon lord or psychotic demon lord?)

(both works!)

Ren: Turns to look at Fenrir Oh, it's a demon lord. I imagine a wrath lord, right?

Tyree: Snarls at Ren in response. She snaps her fingers, clicking her claw like nails, and she transforms from a bloody matted mess into a fierce woodland fox-girl, her features both human and creature. She glares at Ren. Behtter deamun?

Ren: pauses and looks back at Tyree Huh?

Tyree: Rolls her eyes and wraps a hand around her own throat. She mutters something and removes her hand and when she speaks, her speech impediment has disappeared. I asked I met your approval now? She rolls her eyes.

Ren: smiles Oh, indeed, though your hair is still in desperate need of fixing. What do you even use to wash it?

Tyree: Scowls. Soap. Unlike you, I might add, because you reek of body oder.

Ren Laugh softly I am scentless, unless, of course, the person viewing me gives me a scent. I am, afte all, a demon born of both greed and lust. So no, I do not smell of body odor.

Tyree: Smirks. That means that the last fuck of yours left you stinking. Because, * she taps her snout with her pointer claw*, my nose never lies.

Ren: Raises an eyebrow No, it didn't. You may be smelling yourself, dear.

Ren: Turns to Fenrir Stuff a sock in it, you pretentious bitch. Nobody asked for your opinion in the first place.

Tyree: Growls at Ren. Listen here pretty boy. Rolls her claws down his throat. Take a shower. I don't know how, but you… Smell… Snarls. Like shit and evil. Throws a wicked grin at Fenir. Bloody hell. Hello.

Ren: Laughs You think I'm pretty, but you also insult me? You are very confused. I smell like nothing.

Tyree: Rolls her eyes and pins her fox-ears forward, whispering. Don't flatter yourself, I wasn't flirting with you. I was merely stating what you believe about yourself. And you do. You smell as ugly as your soul.

Tyree: Grins. There arent many mirrors in the woods.

Ren mutters something and leaves, fed up with Tyree and Fenrir's bullshit
Meanwhile a new figure appears; (new figure appearance as of right now: https://pin.it/3ZdUo4h)

New figure: Shows up and tilts their featureless face curiously aat everyone

(oh sorry .. I didn't mean to kick Ren out)

('s all cool lol)

(btw, I think imma stick around nb for a while y'all)

(Whoo!)