The devils bride (One on one) (open)

A young girl is sacrificed to Satan, but can she change his wicked heart?

Hello! Can I possibly join this?

Yes!

incoherant screams Yay!! Thank you!!

Which one would you like to be?

I would personally prefer to be the sacrificed girl, if you don’t mind that is ^^

That's fine ^w^

Okie dokie ^^

all I need to know is name , age ,appearance, and personality

Alrighty!! I’ll write that up in just a second ^^

Okie!

Name: Adagio Sonnet
Age: 20
Appearance:https://pin.it/tbzaz7b5jmlnhx
Personality: Soft, sensitive, emotional, loud, out there, not afraid to express herself or say what’s on her mind, truely likes living and being free

Does she look okay??

Yep!

Yay! Thanks ^^

You want to start us off?

((Uh, sure! I can do that! Where are we starting at though- I’m not the best at just starting out of thin air lol-))

(Ummm…when she's being sacrificed?)

((Lol alright, but like, what should be going on?? I’m sorry I suck at starting screeeee))

(Idk…)

((Lol, uh.. could you start it then?? I’m really sorry…))

(Sure)
he was sitting there watching a ritual his cult followers were doing when he realized they were sacrificing a women to be his bride

((Thank you so much ^^))

Adagio quivered uncontrollably as the sacrifice went on. She always knew her parents had been insane, but insane enough to join a cult dedicated to satan, kidnap her, a sacrifice her to be his bride was a very unexpected turn. She couldn’t help the few tears of helplessness and fear that rolled down her cheeks. She had a feeling that this would end in death. She had already tried to break free, and screaming didn’t help, so all she could do is wait for her end.

((Is that okay))

(yep!)
He Smiled watching her as she struggled. 'This could be fun.' he thought as he noticed the followers chanting quietly

She strained once again against the restraints on her wrists and ankles. One of the follows grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her into the middle of a pentagram drawn on the floor. The smell of blood filled her nose, and nausea hit her. She started to shake harder, and closed her eyes, trying to block out the sound of their chanting.

He sighs and snaps his fingers the chains and restraints disappeared as he teleported to her. "Hello dear." he grinned wickedly and held a hand out to her.

Next thing she knew, she had found herself face to face with the devil. The blood drained from her face as her eyes widened in fear. She timidly tried to take a step back, leaning as far back from his extended hand as possible. Every fiber of her being told her to scream and run, but she couldn’t move. Silent and frozen.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" he chuckled. "I mean you no harm, but you see, you're coming with me whether you like it or not."

“B- but- but,” She stuttered, starting to shake again. Tears spilled over her cheeks, unable to comprehend everything going on. Squaring her shoulders, trying to seem less miserable and weak, which barely worked, she finally asked in a pained voice, “What, what do you want from me? Why me…”

"You seem very interesting." He states. "and because I can't refuse an offer made by my followers can I?"

“How, how can you say that?! You don’t know me at all..” She wiped the tears off her face with the sleeve of her shirt, starting to pull herself back together. Catching her breath, she looked back up at him, a mixed look of worry, fear, and innocence all mixing there.