Sci-Fi RP with my character Ellis (CLOSED)

(lol i think im gonna diee)

(What is wrong my child?)

(It's so funnnyyy!)

"Ellis." Mari/demon smiled at him, pressing the gun closer to her head. "Wouldn't it be fun to kill her?"

"No! No don't please!" He took another step closer. "Please…"

"It's fun watching you beg." Mari/demon smiled, taking a step closer, blue braids close to coming undone. "Beg more."

"Please." He blinked back tears. "She's all I have left…"

"That's sweet."
What do you think?
I think you should get out of my body and kill yourself.
Feisty.
Mari/demon sighed, staring at Ellis. She flicked the safety off and licked her lips. "Your pain. . . is delightful."

(This inner dialogue is gold)
"nO! DON'T!"

You freaking demon! What the heck! You can't freaking kill me!
Watch me.
Stop being so damn cryptic you idiot!
What am I supposed to be? Isn't cryptic what demons usually do?
You could be a nice demon?
. . .
Mari/demon gritted her teeth and Mari slowly started taking control. Pulling the gun down from her head until the demon caught on.
I'm just doing my job.
Get a better job.

"Mari?"

"Ellis. It's probably best if you walk away. Right now."
Don't try this at home kids.
What are you going to do?
The real question is, what am I not gonna do?
Mari dropped the gun and started to talk. "Et luna facta sit pullum."
Latin? What's that gonna do?
I don't know. Isn't Latin supposed to drive you guys away?
You idiot.
OI! I'm the only one who gets to call people idiots around here!

"No not without you!"

"Ellis, do you have any salt?"
You wouldn't dare.
Oh, so I'm guessing salt works?
No. . .
You're really bad at lying.
Mariko walked towards Ellis, kicking the gun out of the way. "The demon could take control any second. Restrain me."

(Have to go soon)

Ellis dug through his pockets and produced a small pack of salt. "Here."

(Shucks
Just one question
are they a thing?)

(All signs point to yes)
(Not currently though)
(later)

(Okie dokie bye!)

(Ellen isn't going to let them hear the end of it when she finds out they're a thing.)

"Thanks." She took the packet of salt and stared at it.
What do I do? Sprinkled it on my hand? Around me? Eat it?
None of them matter. In your moment of weakness, I will take control again.
I have control. Currently. Which means that I'm never losing control. Understand?

(G'night kids)

(night)

(Ellen isn't going to let them hear the end of it when she finds out they're a thing.)

ha, yes

(Anyone on?)

(yea…..)

(yo)

(hey firebro)

(Hello kids)

(Hell-ooo snek daddi)