So, this romance roleplay is of course about the two strangers meeting in the park. But when you run into me as I am jogging, I accidentally knock you over, sending all your things out of your purse. As I help you up, you notice a tattoo on my neck that looks familiar to the ones at the Phantom Kingdom…
Demons Can Fall In Love Too (One on One)(Closed)
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'ello! This looks interesting
Aww…thanks. I am guessing you want to join
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Eh, it depends. I'll be unavailable for the most part next week, and I might need a little more explanation as to what's going on in this rp (that is, if you're okay with my absence)
Yeah! I am good
So, the Phantom Kingdom is a castle that consists of vampires and vampires ONLY. Rumors have been spread around that if you spot a tattoo of a cross with fire surrounding it, you are in danger. That is the background of the tattoo thing. What else do you need me to explain?
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Okay, that all sounds good. So am I playing just a human character? Or a different sort of demon/paranormal creature?
You are a human
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Okay, that helps. So are we doing a temp or no?
No…but we can do whatever you want
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We can just go in blind. You mind starting?
I don't mind at all
Not paying attention to the surroundings around me, I pull out my phone to change my music when I accidentally run into you. I gasp and hit the ground. "Oh my goodness! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to."
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Mitsuri yelped and stumbled, dropping her bag after running into a person. She was about to tell them off until they started frantically apologizing, which made her cool her heels just a bit. Cool head, angry heart. Her father's words echoed through her head, and she nodded to herself and smiled up at the person. "It's alright! I'm easy to miss anyway."
Standing at 5'3, Mitsuri Arai was a short, pale girl with generous curves and lean muscles. She had naturally straight hair that fell to her hips, but she currently had it in a wavy style. The left side of her head was partially shaven in a sort-of undercut with a Native American pattern "tattooed" into the fuzzy hair. Her narrow and uptilted eyes were so dark they almost looked black, and she had a Japanese saying tattooed down the column of her back. Her clothes were simple, with a black tank top, ripped shorts, and some sandals for her feet. Thrown over her top was a cropped jean jacket with frayed edges.
I smirk and help you pick up your things. Wow…she is really pretty."Clumsy me, as always." I chuckle to myself.
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Mitsuri crouched down to pick up her things, the strange girl helping, when she happened to glance up and catch sight of a strange tattoo on the girl's neck. That…looks awfully familiar… Mitsuri wasn't scared, per se, as she was the great-great-grandchild of a Japanese criminal mastermind, but the tattoo definitely set her on edge.
(I am going to change the character point of view for me)
Elysee notices Mitsuri looking at the tattoo and she covers it with her hand. "Uh…I..uh…" Elysee stands up and backs away
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"Vampire," she said softly, standing up and eyeing Elysee up and down. Only vampires wore that mark, so that could be the only explanation. Though, this girl didn't exactly match her father's stories that he told her as a child. Those vampires were blood-thirsty demons eager to get their next meal. This girl didn't seem all that blood-thirsty but looks can be deceiving.
"Please don't tell anyone! I don't want to be killed. I was just leaving the castle to get some fresh air," Elysee explains in a hushed tone. Elysee still covers that tattoo with her hand as if Mitsuri still didn't notice. I don't want to die and then have my mom come to hell just to torture me…
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Mitsuri flapped a dismissive hand, straightening and lifting her chin slightly. "We both have our secrets that we have to keep. I'm not exactly the most innocent of people, so it would be hypocritical of me to report you and not turn myself in."
A guttural growl unleashes from Elysee's throat. No! Not her! Elysee backs up and growls again. "I need to leave. I am sorry." Elysee disappears in a black cloud.
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Mitsuri blinked in confusion, tilting her head in confusion. "Ooookay?" To be honest, she's seen stranger things. She hiked up her bag and looked around, looking for her trainer. She had to get to her lessons quick, or else she'd get a pretty wicked thrashing—it was how she learned to be so punctual.