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Post by Satal on Jan 22, 2010 13:55:45 GMT -5
Mammon laughed, his voice echoing off the firefly covered walls. "ME? Help YOU? You have to be pulling my tail!" He brought his face closer tot he shaken girl, a snarl rising on his lips, his opal-eyes narrowing. He shook himself out and sat back on his heels.
"If I know my 'brothers' then most of your friends are dead," he coldly stated before standing to his full height and returning to his bed.
As if he had an after-thought, he turned back to the girl and said, "I'll allow you to have light." With that, he crawled back into his bed to think.
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((Will edit this with Gula and Zeal later! D: ))
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Post by valendil on Mar 8, 2010 2:57:26 GMT -5
Her ears hummed at the giants parting words, watching a silky tail disappear over the bed. Atiya hadn't thought about the others since finding herself trapped with this demon. What if they were all dead? What if she was the only one alive? What if the demon before her was simply bidding his time till he decided to kill her too? Blond hair gently slapped each cheek as her head swung from side to side. 'What if's couldn't help her. She needed to concentrate on the here and now and right now something cold for an aching body sounded divine. Remembering the gold pieces lining the walls, Atiya once again started to crawl. The metal was blessedly cool against her palm. With a sigh the small figure pulled itself upright onto a pile of coins only to have the pillar crumble. The noise of jarring metal echoed inside her skull causing her headache to intensify. The light flickered. With a sigh Atiya curled her body along a large gold crown. The chill soothed her pain as sleep once again over took her.
((It's kinda dead but I had an itch!))
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Post by Satal on Mar 12, 2010 14:21:20 GMT -5
Gula covered his eyes with a large hand and pawed at the stone floor with a hoof. He was becoming increasingly nervous around this tribute.
"I...don't want to eat you. I mean I do want to, but I don't. My gluttony wants me to eat you but my heart doesn't think...aw nuts." The demon only suceeded in confusing himself. With a long scrape of a hoof, he decided to get closer to her. He turned and went to kneel next to his bed, the straw bowed with age making the fickle demon embaressed that the human had to see his poorer than his brother's room conditions. He looked her in the eye.
"As long as I wear this mask, my sins will be under control and I will do nothing to try to harm you," he assured her in the quietest voice he could manage. He offered her a finger out of good will hoping she would shake it, or at least touch it.
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With his world swimming back into focus, Zeal saw that they were moving. He fruitlessly attemptedd to hold onto the demon's scales.
"Where are we going mister demon?" he polietly asked pushing his glasses up. He still knew not what to call the giant that seemed to decide to spare his life.
"Um... I'm Zeal. If you care to know," the human muttered. He tapped nervously against the snake-like coils. He suddenly perked up with wide worried eyes.
"My violin!" he yelped. ------------
Mammon watched the girl for a bit with the eyes on his wings. He tried really hard not to show any interest in his new slave, but his iron will was slipping. Tail thrashing, he opened his multi-colored eyes and rolled over to peek from the edge of his bed. He sheepishly watched the girl sink behind a crown of his. Tilting his head to one side, he watched her interntly.
"Sir?" Silver asked him causing Mammon to jump in fright, "She is frightened and hurt. You should comfort her. Like you once did us." Mammon growled a warning note, but the shy Silver stood his ground.
"If you won't, I will," grunted the servant marching off to the large crown that was sent to him by the tribe during a Mammon famous tantrum. Mammon wimpered a bit before slinking ferret-like to the floor.
"I will deal with her. Leave us," he hissed at the idol. He slunk past Silver and loomed above the small human. A pang of guilty pain shot through his chest.
"You're crying. Why?" he rumbled crurling around the crown. Silver returned to Gold's side with a grin.
"I win the game," he hissed to his counterpart, a large grin on his metallic facial features.
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Post by valendil on Mar 16, 2010 0:50:04 GMT -5
Gold watched his accomplice's grin with a raised eyebrow. "I AM the game." With a smirk of his own, the metallic figure disappeared over the side of the table and crept closer to the mismatched pair huddled on the floor.
"You're crying. Why?" The voice rolled through her body. With a mighty sniff, Atiya allowed her eyes to creep open. "I'm not crying, it just.....hurts a bit." Blue and gold cloth swam before her. Something seemed to be off with her vision till she noticed the giant was now on his side. Light eyes traveled up to lock with deep opals before falling back to an exposed chest. 'Like a patchwork doll...' Atiya thought to herself then blushed. "Does that.......hurt?"
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Post by Stray on Mar 18, 2010 0:44:28 GMT -5
Sophia trembled before the great demon, tears staining her cheeks. She listened to him as he told her that as long as he wore the metal mask, his glutinous urges would be subdued. He sat down on the straw bedding, making it bow slightly. Soph looked up and him and thought he had an embarrassed expression on his face. Just when she was about to say something, the demon offered a finger to her which was about as thick as a tree. She stared at it. Did... Did he want her to shake it? If what he said was true that no harm would befall her, then perhaps that she would live another day. But she also thought about her friends. What was their fate? Soph figured that if she wanted to stay alive, she would have to gain this demon's trust. Hesitantly, she touched his huge finger. She felt a slight static charge go through her, but she didn't mind. She looked up at his face. "My name is Sophia Rosynes, but my friends call me Soph. What name do you go by?" ----------------------------- "Where are we going, Mr. Demon? Um... I'm Zeal, if you care to know." spoke the tiny human. Belphegor lazily moved his eye to look at him. "My name is Belphegor, and thine sin is Sloth.... As for where we are going, we are returning to my chamber." Before he could say something, the human shouted something in a worried tone. "My violin!" The demon looked back and saw a tiny little shape on the ground in the darkness. That must of been it. He could of slithered over to get it, but he thought it was too troublesome. His sin was sloth of course. Using his power of the earth, he summoned the ground under the violin to come towards him. A pillar of rock moved through the ground like a shark fin on the ocean's surface. The rock then extended up to his chest and he delicately plucked the tiny instrument up and gave it to the human. "What a trouble some thing.... is this what you were looking for?" He said as he resumed slithering back to his chambers. ------------------ "Now why would I even put an ugly think like you in my mouth. Why the stench from you is enough to make me loose my appetite." spoke the demon as he smiled wickedly. Pauline sunk lower and looked down. 'He's right..' she thought. 'I am ugly. Even a demon wouldn't eat me....' She felt tears well up in her eyes. She tried to hold them back, but they still came out anyway. She sat there in his palm, silently crying to herself.
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Post by Stray on Mar 18, 2010 0:45:13 GMT -5
((This rp is still kinda dead, but hopefully the other rpers will come back and post their responses))
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Post by Satal on Mar 31, 2010 15:06:12 GMT -5
(Should the still active memebers hold off posting then?)
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Post by Stray on Mar 31, 2010 22:04:38 GMT -5
((Probably. Don't want to get way ahead of the other members of this RP))
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