bmxbrat484

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

SATAN WRATH

"I do martial arts, but I definitely don't dance.. Unless, perhaps, you'd be willing to teach me." The Sin was mentally kicking himself, wondering where all of this flirtatious bravado had suddenly come from. The words had been coming so natural to him, maybe because he was just relieved to finally met someone who understood his dry sense of humor? Either way, he willed himself to stop, lest someone else hear. Especially a certain blue-haired Sin.

As they stepped past the threshold of the building, Satan ground his half-smoked cigarette out onto his palm, slipping the butt behind his ear for later. Normally he wouldn't bother extinguishing his smokes, but since he was now in the bosses domain, he needed to be professional.

" I've just served a life sentence, so be gentle with me. "

"Oh, I don't know if being gentle is in my repertoire of attributes, dear. Don't fret though, I'll be handing you over to someone who has a much more tender approach." Satan thumbed the 'up' button, and they didn't have to wait long before the doors slide open with a soft 'ding'. He steps inside and hits the '9'. "Although you are getting quite the royal treatment, princess." Satan allows himself a smirk as the doors slide shut. "Usually there are so many newbies that they have to take the stairs."

@CyanideSweetie

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

Lol judt read the 0th post >.> uh oh Cinder broke it

@CyanideSweetie

Broke what..? :o

After all Wrath had shown her a good time.

@CyanideSweetie

Not yet he hasn't.. *exaggerated wink*

EDIT: I DIDN'T KNOW THE 0th CHANGED ACCORDING TO THE HAPPENINGS IN THE RP MY MIND IS BLOWN....

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

SATAN WRATH

"If you don't watch it, I'll have you assigned to the Administration department and the schedule will become your problem." His tone had shifted and become almost teasing, causing the 'threat' to fall flat. It was an empty threat anyways, as anyone who'd been around for any length of time would know that he could only request individuals be assigned to his division. "Well, if you were such a fucking star, you could prove it and apply to the Entertainment division. They have a few stunt shows, mostly comprised of new souls that end up deciding to be reincarnated, so they're always open and accepting. There's only one demon that I can think of off the top of my head, she's a juggler.. Annoying little shit, but good at what she does."

Satan was kind of hoping she would take a job in the entertainment district, she was obviously well suited for it. She wouldn't take shit from hecklers, that was certain. If she did decide to continue with her human career, Satan just might find himself taking the patrols down in that area every now and then.

Rather than using his powers to light it, Satan stopped and leaned forward, his nose an inch away from the girls as he used the embers on his cigarette to light hers. "Yeah, I wish they would. You'll understand when you meet the others." Satan looked up at the tall building in front of them, slipping his pack back into his pocket. "Which, will be sooner than I'd like, it seems. Leviathan Envy is one of the two Sins I respect down here, as she takes her job quite seriously, and I can only ask that you respect her as well. Also my boss, Lucifer Pride, is someone not to trifle with. You'll notice that his secretary has quite the thing for the Head of State, and it's quite annoying." Satan switches his attention back to the girl, taking a long drag off his cigarette. "You ready to start your sentence?"

@CyanideSweetie

The Archimedian Collective: Home of the Future

@JaceBeleren

Can I still join?

My knowledge in ecology needs a proper outlet.

@ChickenTeriyaki

This is dead, love.. Sorry <3

Dead Roleplay, Ignore

Eira made a slight noise of discontent when her mentor tapped his leg and declared it's weakness. Why he would admit such a thing was beyond her.. Yes, he was quite capable of taking care of himself, but why entice others to take advantage of any preexisting injury? Unless, that was the point? Was he just trying to point out a weakness and cause the others to underestimate his capabilities? Knowing her mentor, but also knowing of his condition, it could easily be either option.

"Well I can't quite call you Father, although Eira might wish to if she had a voice." Eiras eyes crinkled in amusement, offering one of her rare shows of emotion. She had never called anyone by anything other than Sir, Ma'am, or their names, as doing so would admit some sort of attachment to them. If she were to feel an attachment to anyone it would clearly be the giant beside her, but mostly what she felt was deep respect and a sense of duty to repay him for all the years he'd raised and trained her. Not to say that she couldn't feel such things for others, she just didn't, plain and simple.

Eira didn't react to the fact that they now had two companions tagging along, although she had to admit to herself that it bothered her slightly. If they didn't make it to the village by nightfall, they would have to hole up in another shit-hole, and the pyromancer would have to stay up all night keeping watch. When it was just her and Aran, they would take shifts of course, but with the additions, Eira would feel much more at ease if she could keep her own eye on both strangers the whole night. She felt the man would probably sleep sound, as he was far more trusting than the three combined, but the girl.. She would most likely be in the same mindset as Eira, and they would just focus on each other the entire time rather than their surroundings. Oh yeah, this was going to be so fun.

She focused her attention back to the girl, as she was the only one the psychometric couldn't get a reading on. She had a sneaking suspicion that the telepath wouldn't allow her the opportunity to, either. She was about to comment on this when the other girl spoke up first, and Eira kept her face as its usual blank slate. She felt each of them could adequately handle one person on their own; so as long as they didn't get in each others way they would be completely fine. However, due to his reaction, Eira was tempted to hit the man in the wheelchair. Her own voice lowering to more of a growl than a murmur, she kept her gaze steadied just past Dawns shoulder, waiting for any sign of movement. "You know, Overreach, it would be nice if you didn't just didn't just tip this new stranger off to the fact that we know he's near. Dawn, do you believe he could be hostile? There.. is only one, right?" Not only did Eira not know the extent to the girls powers, but she knew that if he, or they, were too far away, there wouldn't be much the telepath could sense. Hopefully she could at least give them a number.

@Conch Shell VII@EchoicChamber@Claw2k11

Dead Roleplay, Ignore

Either one will take her.
To a secluded place to murder her.
One of them would just be a lot less smooth and a lot more apologetic about it.

@LorelleQuips

But she would know by touching them that their intentions are murderous, sillywilly. That, and she's far from helpless.

@bmxbrat484@LorelleQuips@Hyro
You're all assuming Aran will allow her to even approach a rival serial killer. He may be a serial killer himself, but he still sees Eira as a daughter/student, so if he gets even close to her or him, he might find himself electrocuted within an inch of his life.

@Claw2k11

Oooh damn, papa Aran be like

Dead Roleplay, Ignore

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Which one? The more murdery one?
She can go for it.
I am sure that will end well. :)

@LorelleQuips

Whichever will take her, but probably the more murdery one because he'll probably be the most.. vicious? _{She's more than a bit of a masochist}

Dead Roleplay, Ignore

At some point I would like to see the murdery serial murderies all interact tbh.

@LorelleQuips

Eira might try to sleep with your murdery serial murderer xD

"Welcome to H̶e̶l̶l̶!̶ the Underworld!" A Comedy Fantasy rp!

SATAN WRATH

"Hail Satan!"

Satan rolled his eyes at the gesture, cursing his luck. Of course he would get the one snarky bitch. Although, he didn't quite mind her attitude as much as he had the males. "I'm not the fucking 'King' down here, sweetheart, just head of Security and Militant forces. This isn't the Hell you were taught in Church, either. There are 7 'Sins', and we all run the Underworld equally. At least, in theory. Usually Belphegor is in charge of getting new souls acquainted, and you should have been held until tomorrow during the scheduled time.."

Wrath reaches into his pocket for his packet of cigarettes, taking one and slipping it between his lips. "It's a rarity that a soul slips through at an undesignated time.. I will say, though, it's a relief that you're well aware of your death.. Suicide? Or was your fall really just that high?" He offers the girl a cigarette, his own lighting as if of it's own volition. He was shit at small talk, and he didn't even know why he was attempting it, but the walk to Envys office was long enough that he figured he could try. Anyways, he liked her spirit.

@CyanideSweetie

Dead Roleplay, Ignore

Welcome to this specific RP*

How long is a hot minute compared to a cold one..? XD #DadJokesForDays