forum I've been dying to do a rp like this, no pun intended. (Tis a one one one.) (Closed) (stalk at your own risk)

Started November 01, 2018 by @Dirt

tune

"Mmhm, the only other way is," Ember glanced over the edge of the path, "is down." She started skipping down the path still grinning.

Jayson had stopped walking and looks at the edge, he then quickly follows Ember muttering a string of curses under his breath. "Alright fine….it's not like I can't take it," he said trying to show that he wasn't terrified, but had no idea what to expect.

"Oh come on, its not that bad. At least you have someone to lead the way." Ember shrugged, "you got a, how do I put this? a nicer Reaper. Your buddies died on my friends turf, he's not exactly a nice person."

Jayson scoffs. "I guess I should be thankful then, yea?" He says walking beside her. "Oh yea? Then you're a, how do I put this, spicy burrito that got fried too much and caught on fire. Not really a threat but also not a good idea to add more oil to the fire" he looks away. I would really kill for a burrito right about now he thinks as if though he were still alive.

Ember stopped and shoved her scythe in his face. "Was that an insult? listen here buddy, I've dealt with your kind before. And it did not end well for them." she narrowed her eyes. "Careful, you're playing with fire. Might wanna stop before you get burnt." She gave a smug grin before pulling her scythe back and continueing down the path again.

Jayson backed up and help his hands up defensively when she shoved the scythe in his face. "Woooah there sweetheart, I didn't mean that as an insult. I'm just sayin' that well you seem a bit feisty" He says pointing at the scythe in his face before she removed it. "yea like the burnt burrito" he scowls.

"You're a burnt burrito." Ember grumbled, and agents her wishes, sounded like a little kid. She sighed and decided it best to know something about the guy that she'd be delivering to the gates. "So, tell me about yourself. Why you where in a gang."

Jayson chuckles at her childish remark. Then was caught off guard when she asked about the gang. "I actually wasn't in a gang. I just mess around with them, make them turn on each other, it's a horrible habit I developed when I was younger, though still kinda funny when I see those idiots fighting each other" He gives a slight smile to no one in particular as he looks down the path. Then looks at her. "why the sudden interest?" He asks.

Ember shrugged, "first off the is a horribly nasty habit indeed. Second, because I might as well know something about the person I'm delivering to the gates. Other ways what would we talk about?"

Jayson stares at her hard, studying her. "Yea but like I'm about to die- not wait, I'm about to be thrown into hell so what does it matter? Oh. Well, I guess it does kill some time. Well then, how about you? Did you just wake up some day and bam!" He claps his hands together for emphasis. "You were a Reaper?"

Ember sighed and shook her head. "A reaper is someone who was surrounded by death in their dying moments. Someone who had a very violent death. Someone on the verge of becoming a crawler." She turned to look at him, cocking her head to the side. "You know, you had a chance probably. But then again, being stabbed isn't a violent way to die."

Jayson listens to her talk while he keeps on walking. He whistles lowly. "My condolences," He says, his usual joking manner thrown out of the window. "And I was shot not stabbed, at least I think that's what it was- wait, did you see someone stab me?" He says confused.

"I was waiting for you. I know when people are going to die, where they'll die." Ember held up a pocket watch. "This dang thing is what lets me know what time. Other wise I just have feeling where the death will happen."

Jayson nods, looking at her pocket watch. "Well alright" After a long period of silence he clears his throat and smiles to her nervously "Wanna get me out of this? I just realized I don't fancy being dead"

Ember cocked her head again, confused. "Get you out? What do you mean? Let you live again? Becouse if that's what your asking I can't do that. I have the power to kill, not to give life."

Jayson sighs in a depressed manner. "Yea, I figured, just thought I'd take a shot at that" He shakes his head. "Sucha goddy idiot" He mutters to himself.

"I'd say sorry, but I'm really not." Ember gave a wicked grin and continued down the path some more. "So, tell me about yourself. But please spare the boring details."

Jayson smirks at her "sorry but not sorry" speech. And just to get on her nervous he says the basics. "Well my favorite color is blue, I have brown eyes, brown hair, and I like greek food. Also, I used to be a ballerina when I was small. Don't judge me. I was eight."

Ember rolled her eyes but laughed at the last bit. "You willingly wore a tutu? Is this what your trying to tell me? Must have been. Fun?"

Jayson blushes a bit and looks away. "Yea I willingly wore a tutu. I thought the girls looked pretty so I wanted to try it out- begged Vince to let me join the girls, I was really happy and it was fun but looking back at it, it's kinda embarrassing as hell"

"Oh yes of course the girls." Embers tone sounded sour and slightly annoyed. "Everyone's got that really embarrassing tume in their life though. So at least yours can top most." She shrugged with a small laugh.

Jayson lifts an eyebrow when she mentioned the girls as if he had been interested in them, he smiles. "Don't get me wrong, not the girls, the moves they made were magical I wanted to be able to do that" He laughs. "But yea it was pretty awkward since all the girls would try to avoid me, the cooties" He loses it and laughs again thinking about how the girls would scream and run away from him when he got near them.

"Cooties?" Ember scoffed. "Honestly, humans are so, so strange. Its a wonder they all haven't died yet." She shook her head laughing. "So, I'm guessing you dropped out? Because you don't seem very, graceful."

Jayson gives off a short laugh. "I guess you could say some of us are pretty idiotic, but that doesn't stop us from doing really cool things" He stops laughing when she comments on the "graceful" part, then gives her a playful glare. "I'll have you know I'm very graceful. So graceful that I dodged death six times already" He thinks about what he said. "That is until now." He corrects.

"All because the reaper that controlled that area was lazy. Trust me I've heard all about reaps who let people dodge death. Let them come back from death." Ember sighed. "Some are more merciful I guess."

Jayson scoffs. "I'm still pretty fabulous. You were supposed to let me be cool for a moment there." He sighs. "So there are merciful reapers and not so merciful reapers like yourself?" He questions. "Hm, that sounds just like the human race"

"No, I'm doing my job right. We are nothing like the human race. We don't murder in cold blood, cheat, steal." Ember rolled her eyes. "And we Espesily don't enjoy watching people suffer."

Jayson smirks and makes a "tsk" sound. "Yea, I knew that if I said that last sentence it would piss you off some, precisely why I said it" He laughs. "But you got me there, we humans can be crazy sometimes" He gives a tired lazy look as he keeps grinning like crazy, not knowing at what though.

Ember cocked her head to the side, studying his face. "Why are you grinning like a guy on drugs? It looks very stupid." Though she couldn't deny the fact that he did in fact look handsome when he smiled, not stupid.

Jayson laughs and looks at her. "Trust me, I'm far from stupid, besides I'd like to say I look very nice and cool- not stupid," He says shamlessly as he promotes himself.
"And hey, how do you what a guy on drugs looks like? I might just be insane for all you know" He looks away shaking his head as he smiles.