forum Don't. Stop. Me. Noooooooowwwwww~ (Private RP w/ the Queen of Words)

Started April 01, 2019 by Deleted user

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Both?

Also what would his Contract be?

both.

Erm….. what does Z usually give/take?

Sweet

Literally anything, but Contract Demons to Humans are usually used for like, sex, drug-moving stuff, companionship, or just basically anything lmao :L

well shit…. erm. Well Viggo is a sweet innocent fluff so idk if hed make a deal for anything like that.

ummm….hm….

Hmmm maybe for someone to live with him? Like some sort of companion?

Oh i like that! What id Z tricks him into it? Like he thinks he's getting a free puppy or something but it turns out he's the one that's the companion. tee hee

But Zack's not the type of person to trick someone. But he would love a Human companion…

ahhhhhh. I'm trying to think if viggo would be cool just casually signing his life away.

Ahhhh I have to explain this better. The way Zack Contracts doesn't require anything from the Humans. It tempts them to come back to him for more work. He takes his own blood, but brands the Human with his mark.

But why do they go to him in the first place?

Because his Contracts don't do anything to the Human recipient. Basically it's a free pass to him and his body if they want it.

Hmmmmmmmmmm okay. I'm just trying to think how this would work, but i guess we can just get into it.

Idk let's just try and roll with it. Want me to start?

It's all you

Hnnnnrnnggghhhh ok late night and at a booksho

Lol Yep

Hrnrngnghnnngnnhhnnhh alright let's start this bitch off

It was rather late at a stunning 3:42. Zack put his arm down, shaking his flannel sleeve back over his watch as he laid out on the rooftop of a homey bookstore he found and was waiting to open. He was stretched out with his head on the risen part of the roof, with his long legs stretched out so he was comfortably laying on his back, on a roof, mind you. It didn't look too comfortable for the Demon, whose large, black angelic wings were curled around him protectively. He was dozing lightly, his eyelids drooping slowly, his arm slowly falling to meet its brother, who was stagnant on the rocky ground below him. Above him, was the shining cresent moon, who was throwing meek rays of light down at him. It was very far from morning, but Zack had been there since twelve or one that night.

Viggo was hustling down the street, his breath a bit harsher than was comfortable as he hastened. He was running towards the shop, late as per usual. it was his job to open today and he had, of course, overslept. He hoped no one was waiting. He muttered curses to himself under his breath as he came up to the door, quickly unlocking it. Viggo was a night owl, mornings just weren't this thing.

Zack stirred slowly awake when he heard footsteps on pavement, angry mutters and a unlock of a door. A Human must have arrived, but it was still quite late. The occurrence confused Zack but it made him rise from his comfy position to the edge of the building, where he peered down curiously. Indeed, the lights were coming on. He jumped off the building with flapping support of his wings, and they shivered before curling up and fading.

Viggo was still muttering to himself as he shouldered his way into the shop. Thankfully he was alone, so there would be no one to chew him out. He dropped his bag into his locker in the back room, bringing a few coffee supplies with him out into the front to get the morning joe ready.
He sighed in relief once he got through his morning tasks. Now if his boss showed up there would no need to get mad at him…again.
Spotting someone just outside the door he glanced up at the clock. Technically they weren't open until 5 but he was feeling a bit nice today. Smiling gently, he stepped towards the door.

Zack noticed the early worker wander away into the back, presumably to check in and do his early-morning duties. So the Demon decided to sit awkwardly near the store until the other spotted him. He heard the door open and glanced up, grinning and standing slowly.
"Hello, sorry about the early-morning visit," He said with a small bow.

"Uh… well hello. Were you waiting to come in?" Viggo asked, bracing the door open with his foot. "We aren't open for a while yet, but I feel bad just having you wait out here in the cold." He ran a hand through his hair and jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "Coffee?"