(wait wait wait do demons even have powers? shit i made the 'age' thing assuming that demons have powers because i copied and pasted from another RP where jem has the power of shapeshifting)
(and do demons age normally?)
(asdfghjkl PLEASE I NEED ANSWERS)
(Okay so this is me, okay?
Demons do have powers. Zackary has a full other form (his Demon-magic form) that he can shift in and out of, thanks to his mentor. He can also fly, with his v large Angelic wings, hence his nickname, “Wings”, and his mark. I think Demons age normally, but can be immortal or manipulate their age if they wish. I like that idea a lot.)
(XD I probably should have cleared this up before hand, sorry! So, in this rp the demons are able to do slightly extensive things such as teleport, and some can hover or fly for an allotted amount of time. In especially toxic places [or areas where there has been lots of violence, etc.] they have more control over these abilities, and can use them more freely. The demons also tend to be thousands of years old, some may be in their hundreds but [for convenience sake] the "age" field in the sheets was just for the age that they appear to be. I sort of wanted to put reapers in this rp as well, but I figured with such a high number of people that can join, it would just be confusing.)
(thanks! is my backstory alright? and same with the shapeshifting?)
(and where do demons come from?)
(Oh shit. So is my alternate form for Zackary okay? I’ve had it on his character for forever, so I think I have it nailed down well. But if you don’t want anything of the sort, I can change it.)
(and where do demons come from?)
(They’re either born, made or rise from Hell.)
Yeah, everything's fine with them both! I probably should have explained a bit, now that I think about it.))
Also, @WritingGale I have another character in this rp whose also a demon and he could be the one that Jemini is indentured to, if you'd like. He is posted on page 3, I believe.))
Yeah, everything's fine with them both! I probably should have explained a bit, now that I think about it.))
(thank you!)
(Are you talking about Sage?)
Yeah, I don't have much on him right now. ;-; But oh well, he'll become more detailed over time.))
(Bump!)
Juliet stepped out of the car and went around to get her son. She remained silent as she carried him to the door, unlocking the door while balancing the boy on her hip. He was awake now and he watched Wings with wide blue eyes.
"Ita not very big in here…" She said over her shoulder as she walked inside. "One of the rooms were mine and the other his. But I can move his things so you can have that room."
Zackary smiled warmly at the child, giving a little wave. He walked in after her, looking around.
“No, it’s alright. Don’t take from his room. I can just sleep on the floor.” His wings would offer a good pillow an blanket, since they were large, pillowy and soft.
(So, Lai, did you want to ship these two or…?)
(That's really up to you, I wouldn't mind though.)
(I don’t mind at all, I love shipping characters. I was asking you because of Juliet’s past and stuff. So maybe after a while, Juliet softens around Zackary and opens up to him more? Then she falls in love with him? Or maybe vise versa? Or…
They both do??)
"Are you sure?" She replied, looking at the demon. "It wouldn't be a problem for me, I mean I owe you my son's life." She kicked the door closed behind them and set the bot on the floor. He cooed and began to crawl away, towards the living room where his toys were scattered about.
Zackary made sure the door was shut and he locked it. He walked around the house, checking windows and covering them, before returning to Juliet.
“Sorry about that. And yeah, I’m sure. You don’t owe me his life. I want him to be comfortable and raised well. I’m sure you both have been through a lot, and I think the road should be smooth for him from now on.” He followed her son into the living room. “What’s his name? He’s very cute.” Zackary remembered a fellow orphan who looked just like him. His name was Micheal, and he was one ofnthe few friends Zackary had at the orphanage.
((I'd like that a whole lot! Obviously, Juliet is gonna fear him for a little bit, though she's not gonna tell him that. She'll learn to accept his nature! Awww! Baby, Qhuinn's gonna have a father.))
Juliet wasn't sure she wanted to hand over any information about her son just yet. She watched him as he locked the door and closed the curtains. Dread, panic, and fear filled the pit of her stomach. She inched closer to her son, pulling him on to her lap. He gave a slight squeal of protest before settling once more, playing with the necklace that dangled from her neck. She trained her blue eyes on Zackary and remained silent.
(I ship ittt 😊 )
Zackary looked up at her. His gray eyes were softer than what they were. Softer than any Demon’s. Not a lot of Demons could soften like he could, he knew that. He chewed on his lip nervously and turned away.
“Sorry. I just wanted to know his name, not make you nervous.”
You make me more than nervous…she shuddered, but gave in. Just think of all the other nicknames he might come up with just for kicks.. "His name is Qhuinn. Qhuinn Alexander Ghuard. You may not call him anything else." She replied sharply, pulling her baby close to her chest.
Zackary noted the sharpness in her tone. What had happened to the afraid woman before?
“That’s a very nice name.” He turned back around, hardening his expression again, setting his jaw.
“We need to finalize your contract, however. I’d like to remind you that you would be branded with my mark and set under my rules. My rules are not strict. I will watch your son when you need me to, keep a watchful eye over him at night, and will protect him, and you, with my life. Is this what you want?” He had puffed himself out and had a monotonous, dull, learned-to-the-heart feel to it.
Juliet had almost forgotten about the marking. "Will it hurt? Everything about this contract seems a bit too easy for me…" she muttered. "Yes this is what I want." She blurted before she could take it back. She had done enough thinking. He was here to protect her and Qhuinn. Even if his rules were cruel, they couldn't be worse than Gram's
(TRIGGER WARNING)
Zackary swallowed. “No. I’ll just need a knife. You should put your son somewhere else. This… this won’t be pretty.” His arm tingled. On it were multiple places where he stabbed into himself. Of course, he was a Demon. He would just bleed for a while, not having done any damage, as he used the blood for the contract. It was better than using his people’s blood, which many other Demons did. Zackary didn’t mind stabbing into himself. Other, innocent, afraid people he did.
A knife…? Juliet tried to control her fear as she shakily stood, Qhuinn in her arms. She nodded because her tongue turned to lead and her body refused to turn and run. She took one step back, and then another. She turned fully and took Qhuinn to his room, laying him in his crib. He began to fuss, whimpering and whining as she turned on his mobile and backed away. She closed the door behind her, his cries ceasing as he found entertainment in the soft lullaby the machine played.
I'll be back soon.. she thought. She stopped by the kitchen, rifled through the drawers until she found a switch-blade. Once of many she kept around the house, for safety reasons. Perhaps she wouldn't need them anymore. She returned to the living room.
(Another warning)
Zackary chewed on his lip. He stuck out his hand for it. “I’m not going to hurt you. I just need it for my contract.” With his other hand, he moved the sleeve down, revealing fierce white, red and pink scars. Some fresh, some old, some longer, shorter or bloodier. Some looked scabbed over. It was entirely noticable, even from the peripherals.
“It’ll… it’ll only take a moment.”
With a gasp, Juliet was taken aback. His arm… "What did you do?" she cried, her eyes mirroring the panic that arose in her from the mere sight. She shook her head. "Why?" Why the cuts? Why so many?
