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The Secret World of Demons (Full)

After we finish this "shift" we will skip one day and then next shift we will have our accident. *evil laugh*

The Secret World of Demons (Full)

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"I guess you're right." Ash groaned in a southern accent, than only appeared when he was stressed "I could hear Mrs. Mabel in here and she didn't sound like she was keen on us staying in here."

In truth Ash only felt slightly better, and still was light headed but tried his best not to show it. His breathing was calm now so he knew he had to get back to work, despite his bones protesting the thought. Slowly, so as not to make himself any more light headed, Ash coaxed his creaking body into a standing position.

A scream from the dining area pulled his attention. And gave him a bad feeling in his stomach.

"What did Murphy's law say again?" He asked rhetorically

With a sigh he walked slowly to the dining area, just hoping that whatever it was didn't happen in his section. After all he'd had just about all the excitement he could handle, as he turned the corner he let out a groan. There was Zack, standing next to a woman covered in pasta salad and fries across from a laughing kid.

"Oh shoot me." He muttered in his now thick southern accent adding in several more choice words as he walked across the dining area to his section.

"I am so sorry about this ma'am." He said politely "He is new here and I was supposed to be training him."

"Look at my blouse!" She shrieked standing

"No worries ma'am" Ash replied with a warm smile and a confident, though winded, tone "I always end up looking like that by the end of the shift. The stains actually come right out with some warm water and white vinegar. Just leave them to soak overnight in a 50-50 ratio and then wash like normal" He gestured at his white apron to make a point of how effective it was."

"Look here you twig I did not come here for you to question my cleaning abilities." She replied angrily

"My sincere apologies ma'am, this is indeed a great inconvenience and I shall be more than happy to make it up to you. As it is my fault the meal will be free and I can offer you a coupon for a free romantic dinner for two on Valentines day"

The coupons he was referring to was actually just a promotion they had to give the diners anyway. Apparently the owners thought this hole in the wall would be romantic and was trying to start a new valentines tradition. Ash thought it was stupid, after all they had the same customers every single day and a back ally diner was not someplace that got a lot of walk in traffic but right now he was very grateful for it.

"Fine" She said bitterly

"I'm certain that you and your partner will love it, there's even live singing" He groaned in his head because the "singing" would be done by the hostess, and Ash thought it was terrible but hadn't said a word since he didn't want to offend her. Or even worse get volunteered himself.

Reaching into his pocket he pulled out one of the coupons and handed it to her, again apologizing and assuring her she would love the dinner. Before Ash could offer to get her any towels she grabbed her son and left in a huff. Leaving a very messy table and a very unhappy waiter.

"I guess I'll clean it up" Ash groaned, looking at the clock to see the time. He still had 50 minutes on his shift and was obviously going to spend it cleaning up the table, and be paying $14 to Mrs. Mabel for the meal. Pulling a dirty cloth from his apron he started cleaning the table, using the edge for support.

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Poor Arielle is in the corner lost as all get out. Lols

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"My good Imam the topic is whether or not a god is needed for the universe to exist." Arielle said into the microphone. She was standing at a podium across from the Imam of a local Mosque. The stage was very barren, as a debate need few props. The audience was mostly the followers of the Mosque, though there were a good number of people of other faiths as well.

She had initially not wanted to take the debate, after all his Mosque was very extremist and her coworkers had noted that it could be dangerous. Arielle had just laughed and said they were over reacting, religion may make people violent but never in a public debate surrounded by security. Even they weren't crazy enough to try a stunt on tv.

Pointing a blackboard covered in mathematical equations Arielle continued "As you can see according to quantum physics particles do jump from plane to plane, appearing as if they appeared out of nowhere."

"Who is to say Allah did not cause this to happen" Interrupted the noticeably annoyed Imam

"Well just think about it" Arielle replied with a smug smile "According to you Allah is required because every event must have a cause correct?"

The Imam nodded and Arielle continued "What then caused Allah to exist? Your scenario requires an unending number of creators to each cause the initial cause. You have claimed in the past that Allah has just always existed, but why not simply say the universe has always existed? Ocam's razor requires us to make as few assumptions as possible and I only require an assumption infinity is impossible, whereas you require many more beliefs..."

Before Arielle could finish her statement she stopped dead as a man in the front row, dressed in Saudi robes, jumped up on the stage with a nine inch knife in his right hand. Arielle screamed loudly but before she could do any more than flinch the bearded man had reached her, and plunged the knife deep into her stomach. She felt the cold steel shredding her body as warm blood poured from the opening, excruciating pain erupting and bringing stars to her eyes. She pushed back from the man, and managed to break his grip, just to fall on her back.

The whole crowd seemed to have begun to riot, blocking security as the supporters turned on the other side. Her followers trying to run to the stage and the opposition attacking them in turn. Before anything else could register the man was on top of her, pinning her between his legs. With a shriek she struggled but was soon cut off by the force of the knife slitting her throat open, followed by repeated stabs into her chest and stomach.

The overwhelming pain filled her thoughts as she struggled against the heavyset man. She could feel the weight of the man start being lifted, and through her cloudy vision made out a uniform. But that would be the last thing she would ever see, as she bled out on the floor she blacked out... and her heart gave one last thump.

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Grogginess filled Arielle's head as her mind began waking. Her mind struggled like an old car trying to start, thoughts starting but never becoming coherent. Suddenly the fight came to her mind, the blood, the pain the man she sat up straight with a shriek. Looking up to fight the man but didn't see him. All she saw was a living room.

She blinked slowly as if trying to process what happened. 'Was it a dream?' she thought

Looking down she could see her blouse was horribly shredded, and stained bloody but no wounds could be seen on her body. Not even a scratch.

"I don't understand it" She said to herself "How is it possible for my clothes to be destroyed but my body fine?" She touched her stomach and could feel only the smoothness of the skin.

Leaning back in silence she stared at the ceiling, pondering this riddle, and not even noticing anything around her as she was lost in her own thoughts. Debating with herself over the merits of different ideas ranging from comas to PTSD, because she knew the pain had been real but other than that she couldn't understand it and wouldn't' stop until she did.

The Secret World of Demons (Full)

I'd imagine that a lot of the character development will happen during the transformation period. When I get off work I will start directing us towards that point unless anyone has any objections of course

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Bare in mind though, the transformations will take several months in game so we will be doing time jumps

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I'm thinking a couple game days. Then some tragic incident to force Mabel's hand. But if y'all want it sooner I can arrange that. :)

I've got no problem with cussing. Mabel is going to be doing it a lot (former military)

I'll update the post after work then. Thanks

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Thanks! :D

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Name: Arielle Bellemont

Alias/es: Arie
Age: 26

Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 135 Lbs

Complexion: Alabaster pale

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Color: Brunette

Apparel: As pictured above, except she is wearing full length skinny jeans. She does not believe in luck, but always keeps a pocket emergency kit in her purse and a copy of "The God Delusion"

Personality: Analytical to a fault she overthinks everything, often getting lost in her own thoughts in the process. She really is kind hearted, and wishes people the best, but her serious personality can make her hard to work with. Sarcasm and abstract humor go over her head, and as a result she can take offence where none was meant. Or even worse she tries to be funny but it comes out wrong and offends those around her. As a result she tends to speak more formally than the average person, hoping her words have the appropriate meaning to the person she is talking to. Though she does look down on the religious as "thoughtless" she can still be professional and fully cooperate with them. Most of all though she loves being right and will correct people without invitation.

History: Arielle was born in Osaka to a loving mother and an abusive Evangelical father, both originally from France. At age 2 her mother ran away, taking the young Arielle with her. By age 4 her mother had settled down with a new lover, a woman named Narumi (or as Arielle called her "Mimi"). These women are the only family she ever remembers and for this she is very glad, but knowledge of her father's abuse and repression of her mother gave her a hatred of religion.

A natural student she always got high marks in school and would spend her free time reading all sorts of books. Despite being at best middle class somehow her mothers both ensured that their daughter had all the books she could ever want, which meant her tiny bedroom resembled a library with a small bed in it.

In high school she discovered her two true loves, genetics and debate. Even while keeping up he grades she took part in the debate team, though she never won any awards. Her junior year her name became well known in Japan when she published an open letter to a Catholic Cardinal, and the story took off in the media. The letter was outright blasphemy and accused the Catholic church, point blank, of preventing social progress and hypocrisy, using genetics to attempt to disprove Adam and Eve among other things.

The scathing letter earned her a fair number of haters, but also attracted colleges that wanted a bright mind that was highly motivated. Senior year she accepted an offer from University of Tokyo for a full ride scholarship (in exchange for her majoring in genetics and working for the department for 6 years after graduation). Through college she started accepting invitations to debates with various people, with some even becoming televised affairs. Her love of debate, and being right, kept her on this path and eventually she became a well known speaker for the atheist community.

The past several years since graduation have been rather simple, she works at the university to try and isolate the genes that cause cancer and spends her weekends doing debates with many officials over religion. An abrasive figure to say the least she met her match at a debate in her new home of Tokyo. During a televised debate with a Muslim cleric and extremist from the crowd charged the stage, slit her throat and stabbed her 36 times before security managed to restrain him. She bled to death on live tv, the woman that dared to challenge the world.

Other: She always kept a basic emergency kit in her purse (about the size of two Altoids tins) and pepper spray.

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Thank you :)