Anyone up for an rp?
My basic ideas are as followed:
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A half dragon changeling (Named Cole and played by me) trying to hide amongst humans is discovered by a[n] (human/halfa/animorph/etc.). Cole tried to persuade the other to forget about his existence. The only issue is that this dragon Halfa not only has another soul bound to his own, but is also being chased by a rather bloodthirsty full dragon changeling named Nyx, who seeks to eradicate the defect in the pure line of her species. This complicated Coles want for secrecy.
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A demon-like being is summoned by accident and now has to follow a human around and do their random bidding. Their contract has no specifics so the demon is trapped unless they can discover a way to add a specific want from the human. The human has no clue what they want in life and are still trying to find out who themselves are in society. (Can Be slice of life or romance either sounds fun.)
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Two people have the exact same schedule and start to grow suspicious of each other. When they look deeper into it, Lady Fate herself tells them they are tied together by a strand of soul binding. They are destined to be together. The issue? They hate each other’s guts.
Idk they just sound fun. Wouldn’t mind any of them.
May I? I like the seccond option
Of course!
Would you prefer the human or demon character?
And would you want it here or private?
I don't care, I could be either.
Cooolllio.
May I play the demon then? I’ve got a delightful little reality-altering demon named Bazexan. People call him Xan.
Other than the modern fantasy of demon’s and stuff, any preferred genre?
Hm, I love slice of life!
Isn’t it fun to rp!? Like just a day to day look at a random human with a demon.
Alrighty, wanna start with a profile?
Can we just jump right in? I'm sorry but I'm at a point in life where I'm too tired to do a form.
Honestly I relate on a spiritual level.
Sure! Wanna just start here?
(Of course!)
Bazexan breathed for his contracts with the petty lower human race. Each new soul he collected drew him closer and closer to becoming a high-tier demon, allowing him to warp the reality of anything he could ever want. By Hell itself he was going to rise above those demons who looked down upon his tier and make them writhe in eternal suffering. Or at least, he told himself so when he found himself inside a rather simple human dwelling far too normal to be some manic human looking for revenge.
Jax sat at his counter, having gone unnoticed til now. "Hiya! You're… Bazex, no that's not it… Exan? I'm going to call you Bex." He decided on, Jax definitely didn't look like a maniac. He had flour in his hair and food dye staining the tips of his fingers.
“Bazexan, ruler of the realities.” Said the demon, a sly smirk crossing his snaggle-toothed mouth. “You human, have foolishly summoned me for a contract. Now, what is it you desire?” He boomed, the spines along his neck rattled irritably. This human had to be some hidden maniac, a serial killer baking drugs into cookies for his victims. Or perhaps a satanist.
"Hm… Okay Bex, could you help me with some chores and such? Then I can make cookies!" Jax asked, doing some mild jazz hands. "I really need the help here, then after lunch, we can head over to my bakery and you can help me make some sweets."
The demon faultered here. His eyes narrowing. Was this human disrespecting him? Making fun of him? “Human, you disgrace me. What is it you truely desire?”
Bazexan padded his way to the human, his massive talon-like hands dusting a bit of the flour from the boy’s hair. It truly was flour. There was no evil intentions here. “You disgrace me! Calling upon me to bake?!”
"Well, yeah. I need help and I don't have enough money to hire anyone to help out." Jax said, shaking his head out a bit once the demon touched it. "And did you think the flour was cocaine or something? I'm not a drug dealer. And even if I was, I wouldn't waste it and put it in my hair."
“You are strange, Human.” He growled. The demon stood about three feet taller than the boy, and thus tried to use that to his advantage. “You don’t kill? Want for money?” He asked, the gruff voice laced with a heavy curiosity.
"Nope, I just want to bake! Say, do you want to be my friend?" He asked, a large smile on his face. "And my name is Jax! Not Human." He crossed his arms and tilted his head a bit, like a cat, while he waited for an awnser.
“I make no friends, Human,” Bazexan stated, ignoring the human’s introduction. “I make contracts.” He huffed, taking a seat next to Jax. “You only require assistance for baking?”
"Hm… I don't know." Jax muttered, an idea forming in his head. "I guess you have to become my friend to find out!" He finished, clapping his hands happily.
Bazexan face-palmed. He let out a long sigh before facing the human. “If you wish to be friends then friends we will be. Do you request a younger form of mine?” The spines rattled again and the demon clicked his teeth.
Jax gave a triumphant chuckle, a grin back on his face. "Only if you want!" He said, nodding his head to a song he had stuck in the back of his mind for a few days,
The demon did no such thing, instead taking a seat next to the human. “I take it you strange human have something for me to do?”
"Mhm, I need you to knead the dough!" Jax instructed, giggling a bit at his pun. "I'll be making the frosting!"
