"Are you a... Demon?" "No, I'm just Alt jeez." "Really??" "Nah I'm totally a Demon."

You meet someone at a party who you're sure is a demon. They aren't trying to hide it, they're wearing devil horns for Christ's sake!

Hmng. I know we already have an rp-

BLEU!!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS

May I, Darling?

Of course, my dear!

Yay! Do we just want to jump right in or templates? And what kind of roleplay would you like this to be?

Alright
so essentially I was thinking like an uber shy character (who has a small obsession with the occult) gets forced into going to a party and finds an alt kid hanging out by themself on the stairs drinking and decides to go talk to them, even though they seem vaugely threatening. The alt kid makes thinly veiled refrences to being a demon and finally the shy kid asks them if they're a demon
Chaos insues

Ou! I love it! Sounds good! Romance, friendship, gay, les, straight? I love the idea lol

hmmmm, deff some sort of gay wether that be platonic or not lol
my character is genderqueer and prolly aromantic so more like nblw and your characters orientation solidarity

Sounds good! My character is probably a smol gay bean.

haha
My character is going to bully him (in a friend way)

He'd be fine with that lol. As long as it isn't actual bullying.

Nah, they bully in a friend way
they a thembo
(mayhaps directly modeled after me who knows?)

Ouuu!

I want to write more punk characters lol

Beautiful! I'll make my baby a soft pastel bebe

hehehehe!

Yay! This is gonna be fun!

It is!
shall I start?

Yes please!

Ah fuck, what's your character's name?

Atlas Huxley

Atlas's roomate, Brian, peeks his head into his room. "Hey Atlas, my friends are hosting a party? Do you want to come with? It'll be fun." He asked, knowing that the man didn't really talk to people and that a party would be a good chance to make friends.

Atlas looks up from his sketch book and pauses, adjusting the large round glasses that adorned his cute face. Atlas was never good with meeting people. He runs a hand through his cotton candy pink and blue hair. "Erm…sure. Why not." He murmured quietly, hopping off his bed. He might as well try and meet new people.

"Rad!" Brian pumped a fist in their air before vanishing back and closing the door. "I'll give you ten minutes to get ready!" He called, voice fading as he walked down the halls.

Atlas hoped to whatever god out there that he didn't make the wrong choice. Parties had always been a mess for him, since he usually got abandoned and left to sit in a corner until his friends came to tell him it was time to go home. There had been one instance where his friends had left him. It was nice that the host had given him a ride… but that wasn't a memory that he looked on fondly. He offers a tiny smile to Brian before hurrying and getting ready. He purses his lips before putting on an oversized longsleeve shirt with soft pink and blue designs that tucked neatly into some cute white shorts over some fishnets. He slipped on some vans and pinned his hair back. He looks over himself and inhaled quietly. It would be fine. Everything would be fine.

Soon enough, Brian ushered Atlas into the car like some sort of mother before dropping him off at the front, going to park the car. When he entered, he saw that the party was already in full swing, cups of what was probably booze everywhere and two large jugs of… Boozed Bug Juice? Yeah, that's what it said. There were some already filled cups that Atlas could grab as he tried to find a more empty spot- Oh, over by the stairs. There's only one person lounging on them. They had on a short leather dress with fishnets, huge ass shoes, and some comical devil horns poking out of a headband.

Atlas immediately tensed the moment he entered the building alone. Usually he would just cling to someone's side during the party and that would be fine. God he wished he brought his sketch book. He grabbed some booze, sighing quietly as he walks to the stairs. It was emptier then most of the other rooms so it made him feel a little more safe. He slowly settles on the stair above the other, keeping a little bit of a distance. "Erm… Hi." He muttered softly, glancing over the person in front of him.

The person glances up at the new person, taking a sip from their own cup and humming to acknowledge he said something. "Hey." Their response was short and simple, but it showed that they were paying attention. They tapped their fingers on the side of their cup as they waited for either a response or complete silence.

Atlas fidgets a little bit, his eyes curiously scanning over the other before he realized what he was doing and quickly looked away. "S-sorry." He murmured. "Uh.. may I sit here?" He waves to the stair. He didn't want to intrude, but he was at a party where he knew practically no one. He was so small… and he looked visibly tense.