I think the title says it all lmao
I've got a hot cool new demon guy (O/O, probably mature)
The title piqued my interest, I have to check this out.
Awesome lol
(are you cool with gays? the character I have is bisexual)
(As a bisexual girl myself, I'm more than fine with it!)
(alright cool lol)
Do you have any prompts in mind? I usually start with really small, vague ideas and then develop them with whoever I'm roleplaying with
I was imagining like there's a girl that's really struggling with like money and stuff and agrees to go into a contract with him if he helps her get back on her feet and steady again.
That sounds like a good idea, but my character would have to have a really good motive to do that since he usually isn't interested in helping anybody but himself. Maybe she offers something in return?
Her body? Or her soul? Or both? I mean, a demon's got needs, ya know?
Probably body, soul, and mind. He'd have no use for having access and control over her mind, it just makes him feel more powerful.
That works! I'm good with that.
Alright cool lol
So do you want to develop the prompt more or put in our characters and get started?
Sure!
wait which one lmao
Oh whoops I can read 😂😂
I say put them in and get started.
Alright lol cool
Where are they gonna meet? Will your character be summoning mine? And do you need a template?
I say they meet at a bar, he overhears her money troubles, and yes.
That sounds good
just letting you know though, your character is going to have to say something to catch my character's attention bc I'm not kidding when I say he's pretty selfish lol (he means well and he does care about people, he just has emotional issues)
Will do. I've got the perfect idea.
Awesome! Here's a template
Name:
Age:
Gender/pronouns:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality: (optional)
Other: (optional)
Name: Ivy Larson
Age: 24
Gender/pronouns: Female, she/her
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Midnight black hair and the prettiest Egyptian blue eyes you've ever seen (Yes Egyptian blue is a color, Google it) along with porcelain skin sprinkled with freckles.
Personality: (optional) TBD
Other: (optional) She has a beautiful singing voice and is an expert artist but she rarely shows her skills.
Name: Samil
Age: Somewhere in the thousands bc he's a demon boi
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Doesn't label himself (aka will screw anyone and anything)
Appearance: Shorter than average, slender frame, pale skin with warm undertones, small dark brown eyes tilted slightly upward, messy dark brown hair that falls down to his shoulders, a bit of stubble, usually wearing a long blue jacket or a light gray hoodie with faded blue jeans
Personality: total fuckboi, can be pretty rude, very dominant and likes to act like he's above everybody even though he has emotional issues, selfish and won´t do anything for anyone unless they offer something that he values in return, loves to drink and smoke, actually cares a lot about a lot of people but would never ever admit it and instead shows his appreciation by defending those he loves until death and is always by their side
Other: The Phoenix mythology revolves around him, has fire powers, do not anger him he is extremely dangerous and will destroy everything if you piss him off enough (that doesn't mean he's overpowered, just doesn't hold back and doesn't care about who or what gets caught in the crossfire when he's upset)
He's fun! I like him!
Thanks lol, he's kinda chaotic though and I haven't used him in a roleplay so I apologize in advance if he's actually terrible
Anyway do you want to start or should I?
Can you? I'm bad at starting scenes.
Honestly same, but yeah I can do that lol just give me one minute
Samil slipped through the doors of the nightclub, straightening his tie and looking around. Tonight he would relax, let himself unwind. Dealing with unruly demons and maniacs all week had left him quite stressed, and his favorite club always helped with that. He made his way to the bar, offering a smile to a few fairly attractive men and women as he walked. He took an empty seat and signaled the bartender, not saying anything. He knew exactly what drink he wanted. Spiced rum. A lot of it.
Ivy slid into a seat and slammed her head on the bar. "Rough week?" Her bartender friend Taylor chuckled, slipping her a whiskey which she downed in one. "That's an understatement. If I don't get something to the landlord by next Friday, I'm done." "Sorry sweetheart."
Samil glanced over at the dark haired girl, but quickly looked back at the crowd of dancers, swirling his drink. He wasn't here to get involved in anybody's financial issues. He was here to have fun, maybe take somebody home. He didn't care who, just as long as it was somebody who could keep things interesting.
"Ives do you think you should-?" "No Taylor. I'm not going back to Olympus. Not if I don't have to." "Come on! It couldn't have been that bad." "Seriously? Who was the pole dancer here? That's right, me."
Samil nearly choked on his drink when he overheard the woman's conversation. Her? A pole dancer? He thought, looking her over once more. I guess it… kind of makes sense. Decent body. Beautiful eyes. I wouldn't mind seeing her onstage. Or in my bed.