Everybody lies.

Nickolas "Nick" Peralta Age: Twenty-one Diagnosis: Pseudologia Fantastica (pathological liar) House #2

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Maybe you did maybe you didn’t.

Well isn’t that a relief, demon. You won’t find a lot of helpless people here.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Relief? Do you fear me, wolf? (He smiles wickedly)

[madison-jacksonx-deactivated201]

Well, this conversation could be a lot more facinating, if you could just simply tell me what you are. So tell me what you are. [Uses compulsion on him, even though it’s not working because he is a demon, however, she doesn’t know that and believes he is going to answer.]

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Well, can't you tell, my dear? (He closes his eyes for a moment, and then opens it, revealing his entirely black eyes)

[madison-jacksonx-deactivated201]

Since I asked first, you answer first.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Fair enough.

Answering your query... What we have here is a complete masterpiece, my dear. I have a lot of names. 

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

I don’t do introductions.

Hope you’re not talking about me, bright-eyes I’m not really in the mood for being eaten. Anyway, I don’t have or want friends.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Then let's just forget all of this, shall we? Even though, I think I saw you before. I have a pretty good memory. Perhaps, I'm mistaken.

It did not even cross my mind to eat you, woman. I prefer the helpless.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

And why not?

I did know that, thanks very much.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Because I said so. Unless, you want to introduce yourself.

I sense a lot of... fresh meat. I'm excited to make new friends. It's all about camaraderie, right?

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Okay, demon, what should I call you, then?

Really? I thought blood of the demon was a Batman Ra’as Al Ghul thing, not a way to get out of here.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

There is no need for formalities now.

Oh, not mine. But I often kill for pleasure, and I think you already know that.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Well, guess that didn’t go as planned. [she smirks] Trapped like the rest of us, aren’t you, dark-eyes?

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

 Oh, but with all those nicknames you have to call me that? (He blinks and his eyes go back to normal) 

Trapped? Nonsense. But if I'm gonna get out of here that will cost some blood.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

I don’t know. Do you?

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

It's everywhere.

I would love to stay and chat but, oh you see; I have to go. (He smiles and snaps his fingers, but to his surprise, he remains in the same place) ... Well, this is awkward. (He straightens the collar of his shirt and swallows hard). What an odd place. 

[madison-jacksonx-deactivated201]

Well, well, what do we have here…

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Ah well, I could ask the same question, really.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Do I smell something wrong?

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

(He opened his entirely black eyes, finding himself stuck in a small room. The lights were flashing and his hands were tied to chains that went through the roof.) Someone... If you please could tell me why arrest a creature so charming as I? (He smiled wickedly and pulled his arms down tightly, loosening the chains.) Useless human beings. Chains could never be enough.

(He broke down the room's door, and seeing no one, he continued to walk.) I swear I need another body.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Ugh shit.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Yeah, well don’t. And just ‘cause you know my full name now doesn’t mean you can tell anyone else.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Why would I do that?

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Ugh shit.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

 I swear if you ever fucking call me that I will fucking break your neck, you got that? If you’re here to piss me off you’ve done a fan-fucking-tastic job.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Don't worry. Just messing with you.

[dahlia-marger-inactive-blog]

[she sighs and runs her hands through her hair] It is, but still… It’s not going to be any better out there, where there’s nothing and no one for you. Where would you go? How would you get there? How would you get any semblance of a life, let alone yours, back? Too much to risk, Nick.

I… I don’t know how to help you, Nick. I don’t.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

What... What do you mean there is no one for me out there? See, that's the point. I don't need people. I can handle everything on my own. I don't need any help. And yet, I still have people out there.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Ugh shit.

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

What’re you smirking about?

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

Is this the ghost of Leticia Sanchez?

[crazy-little-letty-deactivated2]

Ugh shit.

That hurts like a bitch.

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

[nickolas-peralta-blog]

The corrupted human lost his soul to become just another black cloud in somebody's world. The lies are incessant, my friend. Never trust them.

Species: Demon

Abilities: Supernatural strength, lying, psychic abilities, lying, and total control over human bodies.

Have I told you that they also lie? Like, a lot. I mean it. Don't trust them. Seriously. Don't say I didn't warn you.