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When I can feel my skin CRAWL When I’m about to C R A C K The hunger for REVENGE GIVES ME STRENGTH TO STAND
This is an independent roleplay blog, for an original character, set in the The Devil is a Part-Timer universe. This blog will contain spoilers for both the anime, and the light novel series.
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Written by Red.
She had no idea how to explain this, but it sure was puzzling. The male did not seem very different from her in any way, there was an odd sense of knowing when she looked at him, and while she usually could keep her composure this other person had Maou completely stumped.
“May I…help you?”
( overlordatwork )
He had just gotten off of Dullahan, when this girl, on a similar...no. The exact same model of bike as Dullahan had ridden up. He was certain he had sensed a small amount of magic on the woman... Was she from Ente Isla. “Miss, unless you’re a new employee, MgRonalds doesn’t open for another hour... And, even then... customers enter in the front. Not the back.”
It felt almost… nostalgic.
Seeing him talk like this. Laying out his plans for the future. Big ambitions, the confidence and aura of a true king. It felt so much like that day, all those centuries ago. Now more than ever, he reminded her so much of the boy who had punched her in the face and swore he would change the world. The same boy who asked her to lend him her strength and her cunning, and held out his hand to her, knuckles still bloodied by her scales.
The expression his words had brought to her face causes his lips to shift upward into a large grin. It truly seemed that he had reached her. That perhaps the position offered her would truly be the first step towards right the wrongs he had forced upon her by making her play housewife.
Seems two new Maou blogs have popped up! Everyone, please go ahead and give a nice warm welcome to dxmxnlxrd and parttimersatan. Always good to see new additions to the The Devil is a Part-Timer roleplaying community!
When I can feel my skin CRAWL When I’m about to C R A C K The hunger for REVENGE GIVES ME STRENGTH TO STAND
This is an independent roleplay blog, for an original character, set in the The Devil is a Part-Timer universe. This blog will contain spoilers for both the anime, and the light novel series.
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Written by Red.
When I can feel my skin CRAWL When I’m about to C R A C K The hunger for REVENGE GIVES ME STRENGTH TO STAND
This is an independent roleplay blog, for an original character, set in the The Devil is a Part-Timer universe. This blog will contain spoilers for both the anime, and the light novel series.
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Written by Red.
When I can feel my skin CRAWL When I’m about to C R A C K The hunger for REVENGE GIVES ME STRENGTH TO STAND
This is an independent roleplay blog, for an original character, set in the The Devil is a Part-Timer universe. This blog will contain spoilers for both the anime, and the light novel series.
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Written by Red.
❝ Don’t you know Heaven is place on Earth? Specifically a one room, second floor apartment. ❞
Independent roleplay blog for Hanzō Urushihara (Lucifer), from the series The Devil is a Part-Timer! / Hataraku Maou-Sama!
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Hey everyone! So I’ve been wanting to do another giveaway for awhile, but I’ve finally gotten around to it. I’m hoping this giveaway will be successful(The last one wasn’t as successful and I felt kind of guilty I didn’t complete the art in time before the people abandoned their blog–SO LET’S HOPE THIS DOESN’T HAPPEN! ;-;) , and a way to kind of give back or make things exciting. And I am extremely amazed that so many people follow this trash rp blog. Let’s be honest–lots of random stuff happens on this. I need to thank everyone who has followed with me, and interacted with me! It means so much! I don’t really know how to show my gratitude to everyone either, especially just for sticking around. And like I’m not talking just IC, this is also to the people who have talked to me OOC and what not. And I’m just happy to be here and be able to actually talk to so many people! ;-; ANYWAYS:
RULES:
You must be following me! (It is a follower giveaway after all!). Another thing too is I really hope that you don’t just follow me and unfollow right away ( especially if you’re one of the randomly chosen winners). Kind of rude.
THIS IS NOT RESTRICTED TO JUST ROLEPLAY BLOGS! Personal blogs, art blogs, anyone really is welcome! :D
1 Like and however many reblogs you do count.
For winners: Don’t feel restricted on things you’d want me to draw. I’m more than willing to draw practically anything.
I guess that’s it. Besides make sure you have a good day, and casual reminder that you all are amazing and lovely individuals! OuO!
I will be selecting winners on:
Friday, September 18th! 11:59PM Eastern Time
TODAY IS THE LAST DAY! B)
hikxkomxri
“...What’re you doing?”
seliigkeiit
“Okay, so you’ve been drinking that holy vitamin stuff for about two weeks now. Notice any changes?”
josephine-phantomhive
Do not reblog my posts.
Ba da ba ba ba! I'm lovin' it!
transformedwithgrief:
“Wait a minute… You? You’re the Devil?” Mariko couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was this reality? Was she dreaming? “Satan himself…? That whole… Fire and brimstone? 666, the mark of the beast, that sort of thing?”
She paused for a moment, looking at him for the longest time before looking down at her hands, then back to him. “What was in that burger…?”
“...Beef. Geez, I’m the Devil, not some sicko. Okay, first, let’s get some misconceptions out of the way. I am not the Devil out of whatever bible you’re thinking of. Where I come from there was a biblical Devil, that’s where the title and name ‘Satan’ come from. But I am not him. Devil has become the term used for someone who manages to gain control over all demons. And Satan is just a common name among demons now. Anyways, that’s not important. What is important, is you realizing why I’m gonna talk to this thing first. Also... Do you like being a witch? Because, if you don’t I’ve recently found that I can sort of...drain them of their despair.”
transformedwithgrief:
“I’m not sure you’ll be saying that when you hear about the countless lives he’s taken… From his lies alone…” This witch really seemed to have a strong vendetta against these creatures.
“Yeah, but still. Okay, I’m gonna level with you. Where I come from, the troops I command, the demons, I command have taken so many lives. The blood of those lives is on my hands, because I was their king. But I’ve changed since then. My name on Earth is Sadao Maou. But back on Ente Isla, I’m known by a different name. Satan Jacob. I’m the Devil. The King of Demons.” He’s praying she doesn’t take that news too badly.
soft-puella-magica:
-Yep, that was it. Hearing the voice of the guy who’d made that big speech over the city when those familiar had appeared from no where. Freezing in place the girl blinked awkwardly as she considered what to do- Before simply turning tail and flailing her way back to the table.
“O-O-Or-Orik-Oriko! It’s hiiiiiiiiimmmmmm- It’s the guy, the dude- I t-told you! He’s here, he’s working at MgRonalds, he’s right here, right now-” Oriko stood up, placed her hands on Kirika’s shoulders and traded places with her, sitting her partner down while she stood up. “Words, Kirika. You’re human; Use them.” The younger girl twitched sporadically as she attempted to explain again. “It’s the guy, the speech man- Satan, like I told you! He’s here, at the service counterrr!!” “…Satan is working at a cheap fast-food chain…?” “App-arent-lyyyy!!!” Kirika insisted, starting to attract Yuma’s attention with her antics. Oriko sighed, before heading to look for herself. In response, her friend grabbed desperately at her hand. “D-Don’t go talk to him! He’ll knooowwww!” She whined forcefully, only for Oriko to sigh deeply and begin dragging Kirika with her.
Reaching the counter with her partner in tow, the seer somewhat forcefully stripped her partner of her wallet before actually going to address the devil. With no one but the single customer before them and Yuma other than themselves to worry about, Oriko simply went to ask the obvious.
“…You wouldn’t happen to be Sadao Maou, the proclaimed Devil from a place known as Ente Isla…Would you?”
..Well this was going to go just smoothly. He comments internally, as the girl flees from the counter, moving her limbs sporadically. Eyeing the conversation, and perhaps even using some of his magic to enhance his own hearing allowed Maou to eavesdrop. ...Not that he needed it, after all, they certainly weren’t being too quiet.
His gaze lingers on them, as he continued to watch them converse. Guess he’d have to wipe the memories of this from the minds of his coworkers. He was glad Chiho wasn’t in today. His eyes followed them as they once again approached the counter. At least it seemed that they were willing to be a bit more...calm this time. His answer seems to come in the form of an action. He’d have to do it sooner or later, so why not get it over with. Magic coursed throughout the building, rendering the one other customer, and his coworkers unconscious, the inside of the establishment losing it’s saturation, as he crosses his arms. “For your information, I’ll have you know that MgRonalds is no ‘cheap fast-food chain’!” He comments in a huff, before nodding at her question.
“Yep. That’s me. Big guy with wings in the sky, in the flesh. Don’t believe me, look around. I’d transform, but there’s no way I’m wrecking my uniform, and I don’t feel like stripping down to my underwear. Speaking of my uniform, I don’t mean to be rude, but could we talk in an hour or two? I’m kind of on the clock here.”
homucifers-eternal-regret:
“People have many aspects to them, we witches represents the aspects many humans would consider negative. Because of this, a normally timid girl like madoka can produce a witch like gretchen. This also plays a factor in variants. One Homura might develop a strong distaste for cruelty in her timeline, while another can come to adore it, while another still might come to see it as a necessary evil. It is the aspects that each variant choose to nurture, that ultimately determine who they become. For example, my Homura was at peace with Madoka’s ascent to godhood, and had no part in her downfall.” Of course, that was all she was willing to share regarding what happened with her madoka.
“That being said, I must ask that you come to me next time you meet a variant of Kriemhild Gretchen. I wish to speak with her about her barrier and the nature of her salvation. You may do whatever you feel is right, but it would be appreciated.” The demon witch did not feel like starting a fight with a being that could feed off her, so she tried to keep any aggression she felt to a minimum.
“Right.” Hearing her explanation make him pause, and think for a moment. He clears his throat, and rubs the back of his neck. “Look, I really don’t mean to be rude, especially after you’ve been so calm and everything, but. About your Homura. Would she be at peace being you? Would she be alright with the fact that you’re in control, and she isn’t?” He makes sure to keep his tone calm, and neutral. This could go very badly, very quickly if it wasn’t handled right. “What happened that caused her to fall into despair?” He makes no movement, eyes locked onto her features, searching for any sign of hostility, or aggression. He’d prefer that this didn’t come escalate into a fight, but he had vowed to protect humans. And, even if the witch was calm, the Puella Magi that they had once been was closer to being human. At least, that’s what he had chosen to believe.
“Duly noted. But only if I deem her not to be a threat. Last time, for numerous reasons, I chose to let her wander. One of the these reasons was to observe her, and evaluate whether or not she would be hazardous to the people of this city. It turns out, that she was. However, I never planned to kill her, if it’ll set your mind at ease. All that power of hers was despair based, and thus, something I could simply drain, and render her powerless. I refuse to kill a helpless foe after I’ve beaten them, unless it is absolutely unavoidable.”
