Momomomomomomomo
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Thread Topic: Momomomomomomomo
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Like maybe C1 had a close loved one - brother, mother father, sister, husband, ect. - that was murdered by some notorious serial killer and seeks vengeance and justice for that criminal. He or she is desperate need of help though and looks to unnatural sources for assistance. Which is where C2 comes in.
I'm gonna wait until you have your character. I have a few in mind, but I'm not sure what to do. -
I was considering being a girl but...I just don't do women very well. ;3;
I can't even be a girl in real life.
Ira Debois
Age: 26
Personality/Bio: Ira can come across as shy and timid around people he doesn't know very well, but when it comes to his work, he takes it very seriously. He always states that he didn't go through the police academy for nothing. He's wanted to do what was good for the people since he was young, wanting to catch all the bad guys and protect those he loved dearest.
But the harsh reality struck him with the fact that he couldn't protect everybody. His own younger sister was brutally murdered and violated by a killer who's been on top of the list of dangerous and wanted criminals for quite some time. Ira was thrown into fits of depression and anger due to the incident and would do everything in his power to be the one to capture the killer.
The fact of the matter was that he couldn't do it alone, and none of the other officers wanted to risk their families' safety. So he had to look to other means of assistance, even if those means were unnatural... -
Name: Ava Eyth
Species: Demon
Age: Roughly 3406 (stopped counting after 3000, but that's her guess), appears to be 28 or so
Appearance: Black hair just past shoulders/olive skin tone/reddish orange eyes/somewhat pointed canines/tall/average weight
Bio: Kicked out of hell for refusing to torture a misplaced spirit, she currently wanders the planet trying to pass an eternity, trying to sin her way back in on the way. Known to use some demon abilities (and her experience, of course) to have humans fulfill her desires. Also known to aid humans at times, if she feels it'll benefit her. -
Also she usually wears brown contacts. Because... yeah.
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Yeeee~
Shall we get started? -
yessssss
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(I shall begin...where they shall meet for the first time.)
Ira was drying off after a much needed shower that morning, sighing deeply as he looked in the mirror. He'd never looked more exhausted before in his life, but that's what happened when a person spends every moment doing the same thing for nearly a month. He shook out his hair and dressed casually, washing his face and mouth to finish getting ready for the day.
Making his way out of his current apartment, he headed to town to get some breakfast. He didn't know how he'd find the monster that extinguished his sister's flame far too soon, but he was still in need of help. To the point where he'd put up posters with contact information, but still not a single response. Everyone knew who this murderer was, and Ira figured they were all just afraid to get envolved.
The young man took a seat in a little diner and ordered something for breakfast. "What do I need to find this guy, a deal with the Devil?" He muttered to himself as he stired his coffee with a straw. -
She slid out of the bed, still exhausted. The man unconscious on the other half, still covered mostly with the bed sheet, had been all too eager to spend the night with her. Ava padded over to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door before stepping into the shower. People like these, with a partner and kids at home, thinking they were on a business trip, were the easiest to lure in. Later tonight, he'd find himself at the scene of a murder he caused, and would keep the evidence hidden for months. The demon smiled to herself, proud of her handiwork.
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In the middle of his muttering and grumbling, the waitress that was so familiar to him whistled and set a plate of pancakes in front of him. "You'll hurt your head stressing so much, sweetie. I know you're very upset, but you need to relax. Someone will come around eventually."
"I can't truly relax until he's locked up for life for what he's done. And it seems people have become some real cowards as of late." The young man sighed and looked to her for more whipped cream.
She laughed and rolled her eyes, grabbing a can from the kitchen to give him as much as he requested. "Your faith sure is low. Have patience. Goods things come in time."
"I sure hope you're right, Helen.." Ira murmured and dug into his breakfast, the perfect taste making him relax a bit. -
Once she was finished, she got dressed and sat at the little hotel desk, pulling out the notepad and a pen. She wasn't sure why hell didn't send a scroll, quill, and small jar of blood anymore, since they'd done it for her first few hundred years on earth. Words from a ballpoint pen didn't look half as sinister. She wrote down the sins the man had and would be committing, then rolled up the paper and held it to her mouth like a cigar. She let out a small puff of fire, the only particularly demonic thing she could do anymore, and watched as the paper vanished in thin air, leaving only a trail of smoke.
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(Is she purifying or killing people that way?)
Ira didn't eat his breakfast as quickly as he usually did, mostly because it was a slow morning, so Helen was actually able to talk to him. She was a nice older woman, and no one disliked her, so he always listened to what she had to say out of respect. But there was a time for everything to end, and as soon as he finished his breakfast, he paid her. "Sorry, but I've gotta get going. You know, start looking for that monster."
"Don't get yourself hurt or into trouble, you hear? I'd rather not see you get locked up for doing the wrong thing."
"I know, 'mother'." He joked with a warm smile. "I'll see you around." And with that, he left, continuing on his search. -
(Forcing them to sin, so they're more likely to end up in hell. That's the only way she knows to get back there, too.)
Ava took to the street, not sure what to do with her day. It was almost always the same, and as much as she loved it, tricking humans into doing terrible things was tiresome and repetitive. She stuffed her hands into her pockets and plotted. Maybe theft, it'd been forever since she'd actually had a human steal successfully. As she turned a corner, she noticed a man in uniform leaving a little restaurant. She grinned, remembering how fun cops were to corrupt. -
(Until they REPENT. xD)
Ira let out a sigh as he turned on his phone to check his to do list and messages. He had some minor house-keeping things to do, like grocery shopping and a few chores. Zero new calls, a few texts, and a new email as well. He put his phone away, heading for a nearby park to sit and read the messages. -
(AND THEN SHE COMES BACK FOR THEM SHE'S LIKE A DRUG)
Of course, most cops were already corrupted, making them easy to work with. She hoped this one, who seemed to be fairly young, as far as police went, wouldn't be too difficult. She followed him inconspicuously, trying to decide what to do with him. -
(WHAT IF IT'S RIGHT BEFORE THEY DIE?!)
The young man was reading through messages on his phone, some telling him to stop looking before he got hurt and others being more tips that would eventually prove to not be worth his time. He leaned his head back a bit, shutting his eyes and trying to relax. He felt something hit his leg which broke his concentration. Looking down, he noticed a little boy with some dirt on him and a ball near his feet. Ira chuckled and gently tapped the round toy over to him, watching him grin and take off with it. Kids are cute.
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