The god of chaos summons you to roleplay
(Also my internet decided to no work for a good 20 minutes or so, sorry ;-;)
(It's totally fine! So, you or me start?)
(Ehhh, depends on where you want to start. Maybe my character's house so he can chill/vibe and whatnot?)
(Sure! And fyi, I might be changing my character, I think I found a better one. Is that okay?)
(No problem, boblem…??? (What do I do with my life?))
Here's my boi for those of you who may/may not be stalking:
Name: Sorren (Sor) McAvoy
Gender: Are you really asking me that? He's a guy, okay?
Appearance: Sorren has messy dirty blonde hair that really needs a trim. (It's not super long, more like on the shaggier side.) His eyes are a light, airy blue and his jawline isn't too pronounced. Sor is kind of short, standing at about 5'5". He has his father's high metabolism and his mother's eyes, along with her almost-white pale skin. He isn't insanely muscular, but he won't be a wuss when he's backed into a corner.
Personality: Sorren is a bit…arrogant…when it comes to other people because of his high position in society. As a businessman, he loves to make jokes and have a good laugh. Besides that, Sor is often conservative and is a hard-worker. Don't give him a lot of work if you actually think he won't do it.
Background: Sorren's father was a famous businessman before he died of cardiac arrest. His mother still lives, but she resides in a lodge out in the middle of a remote retreat. Sorren, once he heard that his father had died, moved to the city to take up his father's business. When Sorren isn't working he is nine times out of ten partying, drinking with his friends, or at a nightclub–most of the time all of the above.
Other: He has a
BIRB bird named Coco, who has brown feathers and a black beak. Sorren got her from an animal shelter. Coco is the only thing that Sorren loves more than his ego.
(Wait I forgot if we clarified who was starting. I can start if you'd like,
I thought I was waiting on you to start oof)
(Shhhh I'm not bumping this this early on shhhhhh)
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa think might be good!)
Age: 29 in appearance
Race: Earthly God
- Eyes: bright green
- Hair: Dirty blond, cut short
- Face: heart shaped, with sharp angles where they are to be found
- Body: He has very slight curves, but he's still obviously a man
- Height: 6'0"
- General weight:
- Typical Cloths: fish net crop top, a denim jacket, a black leather mini skirt, and knee high heels
- Work clothes: fish net crop top, a denim jacket, a black leather mini skirt, and knee high heels
- relaxing cloths: Jeans and a t-shirt/hoodie
- Distinguishing Marks: n/a
- Personality: Derlik is… Well, he's wild. You don't really know what he's going to do next, and honestly, neither does he. One moment, he can be soft and caring, and in the next he'll be using the person as a toy. However, once you actually manage to get him to care about you, he'll stop with the manipulation love bombing and actually start loving you. He'll keep anyone else from hurting his human except him, for sure.
- Background: Aaaaaaa quick summary is that he's mad an enemy of almost all the other gods and he's gotten himself beaten to a pulp a lot, He also hates his creator because of regular beatings from her
Likes: screwing with people
Dislikes: being screwed with
Strengths: he's good at bending the rules (any and all rules)
Weaknesses: small, cute animals
Fears: being destroyed
Powers: ahhhh he has a lot, he's a god
Other: God of Chaos
(Ah yes, that would be the definition of my demise for sure! Should I start?)
It was pretty cold for a summer's morning, and Sorren had dressed for the occasion. If a hoodie and jeans accounted for it. It also didn't help that his AC and heater might have broken a few days ago in Sorren's newly acquired high-end house. Damn people better hurry up with their 'waiting list', or I swear to god I'm going to sue them!
A tiny chirp could be heard from above Sor, and he looked up to see Coco. "There you are, my sweetheart." Sorren extended a hand, allowing Coco to land on it. With his other hand, Sorren began stroking the bird. "How's my little Coco Bean doing today?"
Sorren's conversation was interrupted by a knocking at the door. Sorren huffed, moving Coco to his shoulder and standing to walk towards the door. He opened it, and almost immediately frowned. "What do you want?"
Derlik leaned against the doorframe when the door was opened, smirking some at the response he got.
"What?" He asked. "Not happy to see me?" Derlik looked at the bird on Sor's shoulder, cooing a bit. He loved animals, and he smiled a bit before looking back at Sorren.
"You were last time we met~" Derlik was in his usual outfit, no afraid to show off in this neighborhood.
Sorren sighed. "Look, I know this probably wasn't obvious for you, shit-for-brains, but I don't do that anymore. If you couldn't tell," Sorren extended his arms up into the air, "I have a lot more money than you could ever pay me. Now scram before I make you." If looks could kill, Derlik would have been burnt to a crisp.
"To be quite honest, I don't see how money plays into this. You're a good fuck, simple as that." Derlik stood his ground, and let out a curt laugh.
"You? Force me to do something?" He laughed a bit again. "Oh, oh that's precious." He stayed leaned against the door.
"*Make me~" He purred.
Sorren huffed. "Just leave. You aren't welcome here. Yes, the past times were fun, but I have a lot of better things to do than, you know," Sorren looked Derlik up and down, "that." Sor reached his finger up to Coco, having an odd feeling that he would have to do this the hard way, and set her on a perch that held a fake candle above her.
"Hm? Once you get your hands on some money I'm not good enough for you?" Derlik scoffed a bit. He was the best Sorren would ever get his hands on.
"Com'on, do you really think you can force me to leave?" he asked when Sorren set the bird down.
"Yes, yes I can and no, I will only consider you a part of my past. I only needed the money then. Once my shitty-ass father died, I inherited what he created, so!" Sorren looked at Derlik dead in the eyes. "I don't want to have to make you leave, alright? I'm trying to be the decent person here."
"Well, I'm sorry to tell you- you know what, no, I'm not." Derlik pushed himself off of the door frame. "You see, you quite literally fucked with me, and you see, you can't just get me out of your life. I'm here to stay." Derlik took a step forward, a provocative move.
"Are you serious? Derlik, I said no. I'm not looking for anymore of that in my life. I should hope you move past this phase in your life and actually take responsibility for your life. I bid you adieu." Sorren started to close the door. The hell's with the prick trying to fuck with me? Jesus Christ, I need a drink…
(I feel so bad for Sorren, about to be crushed by a god… Well…maybe not.)
Derlik put out his foot to stop the door.
"Phase? Resonsibitity?" Derlik laughed again, eyes closed. He opened them again, and something was different. It was almost like they were glowing from the inside.
"You have no idea what I am, do you?" The sentence came out like a low growl.
(Oh no he's totally just screwed himself over XD)
(I mean I know I'm encouraging him on and all…but I love it XD)
"Oh my god can you just leave! I don't give a shit how kinky you are! Go find another person, just not me, alright?" Sorren looked at Derlik, almost daring him to do something while crossing his arms. "What're you gonna do? Knock me out and then fuck me? Get a life!"