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âItâs not unless your well armedâŠ.but judging by that sword of yours youâll be just fineâŠ.I hopeâŠâ
âOfcourse Iâll be fine, I was referring to you.â
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@revya-rp
"I'm not sure it's a great idea to be here after dark."
âItâs not unless your well armedâŠ.but judging by that sword of yours youâll be just fineâŠ.I hopeâŠâ
âOfcourse Iâll be fine, I was referring to you.â
JUST SO EVERYONE IS CLEAR
if I follow you, it means I enjoy your character/writing but it doesnât always mean we have to rp if youâre selective or if you have no interest. that is totally okay. i just like reading your stuff because youâre amazing.
BUT
if you want to rp, pls say something to me because iâm a literal dumbass and will just stalk you with the assumption youâre too good for me and wont ever approach.
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â - cooking/food headcanon
//Neither of them ever had to cook for themselves and it shows whenever they try. Hero will usually just eat when everyone else is or forget about it entirely (the latter quickly becoming more common), The Devourlord will stop whatever heâs doing to go find food, usually dragging his other along when he can.
Headcanon meme~
Put a symbol (or several) and a character/characters in my ask box, and Iâll give you a headcanon.  Yes.  Do it.
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â -Â Any other question of your choosing
"I think this is when you give me valuables and large sums of money to celebrate the holiday."
âYouâre over an hour late. Sorry~â
ââŠIâm not the one who just barged into someone elseâs home and demanded gifts.â
âYouâve definitely ruined Christmas. To think I even considered getting you something.â
"I think this is when you give me valuables and large sums of money to celebrate the holiday."
âYouâre over an hour late. Sorry~â
âAre ya sure itâs not you whoâs late?â
@ revya-rp
She glared at him. âI ainât gotta tell a annoyinâ prick like you shit.â  She balled her fist tight enough to crack her knuckles. âNow are ya gonna leave me alone or are we gonna be causinâ a mess here?â
Revya shrugs. âWell diplomacy never was a skill of mine.â he says taking a step back. A smug smile creeping onto his face.
âIf those are the only two options then I guess Iâll mop the floor with you when Iâm done.â
âAnâ heâs a fuckin idiot ta boot.â âJust.â Finishing aloud.  âFucking. Great!!â More like yelling. Saying she stomped a foot down and waved jerked her arms up to fight. As she did she was instantly shrouded by flames, and a strange, almost noxious smell arising. Her irritation bringing out her flames and itâs toxic miasma.
âNo need to waste time I guess.â Revya shrugs, reaching behind him to grab his sword, dark energy radiating from the sword before shooting toward the intruder, Revya charging quickly after.
Welcome to Drazil
âHell, getting rid of that useless power-parading pompous dickbag Drazilâs probably a good step in the right direction though. Anything beyond thatâs gotta be an improvement.â Gig snorted under his breath, flashing his old partner a wicked grin. That had definitely been some kind of adventure worth having , that he wouldnât be forgetting about any time soon.Â
âDo you still got all those freaky pawns that look exactly like you, kid? How the heck do you handle looking at your own face thousands of times over every day? Sure, Iâd probably understand if it was my face, but yours?âÂ
Revya covers his mouth and tries to stop himself from laughing. âI think one Gig is more than enough.â It never really dawned on him just how much time heâd been spending with himself. âOf course theyâre still here. Honestly itâs rather pleasing on the eyes, I mean it was before you came here.â
âI mean Drazil did have a few good ideas. I think I might start calling myself World Ruler, has a certain ring to it yâknow.â
Essentially what the Demon Path is:
Layna: So you remember how we brought you up and loved you and kept you safe? Yeah, funny story, here's the guy who almost destroyed the world, we need you to constantly battle with him for control of your body and save the world despite all odds, endure much sufffering, lose your loved ones and be betrayed, and almost die several times. 'Kay?
Revya: Lol no. *kills everything*
âYânever know,â the gunner replied as he casually flicked what remained of his cigarette into a nearby trash barrel. âFound a bag fullâa cash in a gutter, once.â
A momentâs pause led to a sardonic chuckle as Aevin considered the otherâs question, a single red eye regarding him with a judgemental stare. The redhead didnât seem like the type to even consider mugging another to make a quick buck, and such was the simplest answer he could give. But other than that, most of the methods demons used for any sort of financial gain were about as dangerous as they were immoral.
âIf youâre lookinâ for an honest job, ya came tâthe wrong place.â he said, leaning back in his chair with a small but mocking grin plastered on his face. âOnly kinda thing yâcould actually make a livinâ offa âround hereâs mercenary-typeâa work. Fightinâ some Demon Lordâs wars for âem. Killinâ a guy that some other guyâs too much of a bitch tâkill himself. Escortinâ a bunchâa chumps through an Item World they got no right beinâ inâŠâ
âWonât get shit if ya ainât willinâ tâfight for it.â
Revya was beginning to tire of the conversation, the vacant expression across his face doing nothing to hide this fact. The same thing heâd heard since he came here and it hadnât gotten him far. Where ever he was going to find this guy it wasnât going to be fighting in the streets but the item world, the first useful thing heâd heard since heâd been here.
Revya jumps to attention if this was anything worth his time he needed to hear it.
âAn Item World, why would someone need an escort, what is it?â
Welcome to Drazil
âYeah, no fucking shit, kid. Place still looks just about as trashy as ever.â Gig scoffed, looking around the palace with a scowl. Even if his old partner was making the joint look slightly different (slightly better, even) - it still stank like bad memories from the floors to the rooftops. Â
âSo, howâs things going? And did you guys ever figure out how to grow hotpods in this damn hellhole? I could sure go for one. Or like a hundred.âÂ
âYeah, not much can be done about that yâknow. I mean itâs not exactly homey.â Revya managed to make the crumbled building mildly livable again anything more was far beyond what he could handle.
âBut worry not Gig. We could feed an entire realm with the food we have here.â Revya stops to think for a second. Laughing nervously. âI mean we have to.âÂ
Aevin gave a soft chuckle at the redheadâs question. Honestly, that first choice of words â especially the âhellholeâ bit â got the point across in a surprisingly accurate fashion. This Netherworld was a pretty terrible place to live for most of its residents, after all. Even someone as well-equipped for life here as he was could acknowledge that.
âYâmean besides the pieceâa shit we call an Overlord?â he asked, a small grin revealing a few of his razor-sharp teeth. âGuess yâcould blame the lackâa halfway-decent real estate. Wouldnât believe what a lotâa demonsâd do tâlive somewhere that doesnât look like death dropped in tâsettle a score.â
Another chuckle passed his lips, accompanied by a small puff of smoke, before he gave a casual shrug of his shoulders.
âOr itâs just our nature. Yâknow, might makes right, do what yâwant anâ fuck everyone else, anâ all that.â
Might makes right
The familiarity of those words was almost enough to make Revya groan in disgust. It wasnât something he wouldnât expect to hear from the mouth of a demon but he was having trouble getting that idea out of his head, what else but a world like this could come from that?
Realizing heâd been staring blankly without saying a word Revya huffs and turns back to the demon sitting across of him.Â
âIf thatâs the kind of order guiding this place, what would a demon do to make money here? Canât imagine thereâs money floating in the sewers.â
âYâneed somethinâ, pal?â
A rhetorical question, really. It had become obvious to Aevin that this red-haired stranger was, at the very least, not from this Netherworld (and not just a demon with poor navigation skills) the moment he sat down â Anyone who had visited this side of the universe even once would have likely recognized the Gunnerâs face, along with his reputation, and elected to take a load off somewhere not within his direct line of sight⊠Or, the guy could just live under a rock or something, but that was much less likely.
A short silence followed the brunetâs thoughts as he pulled a cigarette from the pocket in his vest and stuck one end into his mouth, a flick of his thumb conjuring a small flame to light it.
âDonât got all day.â
Revya was surprised, this was a more hospitable reaction than heâd been receiving. Whether he could get anything out the demon was a different issue entirely. Revya nodded slowly,
Breaking his stare on the demon Revya turns to look at his surroundings, Revya knew by now asking about the guy wasnât a tree worth climbing, he just needed information about this netherworld âWhat is it in this literal hellhole that attracts the worst existence has to offer.âÂ
Revya shakes his head. That wasnât he wanted to say, this place was starting to get to him. He looks back at the demon. âThat is to say, whatâs so special about this netherworld? Doesnât exactly seem like paradise,â
@revya-rp liked this thing for a starter!
Oh great, a sword-user.Â
At least, thatâs what the brunet assumed, considering the large weapon that the approaching stranger carried. A safe guess, really⊠Though, regardless of the red-hairedâs weapon of choice, Aevin never seemed able to tolerate the typical muscle-headed melee fighter, and wasnât looking forward to whatever he might want.
He remained silent, deep red eyes following the strangerâs movements from under the brim of his hat. Something seemed a little⊠off, about him, and the last thing Aevin wanted was to be caught off guard should the other be looking for a fight.
Letting another monster from his own world run loose wasnât exactly in Revyaâs plan for the week but finding the guy wasnât proving to be easy. Revya knew enough about the netherworld not to travel with his guard down but looking for anyone was a different task entirely. Not many demons seemed to be smart or stupid enough to give him the information he needed.
Not much said his next encounter would be any different but the hidden looks coming from under the hat made Revya suspicious, or at the very least interested in this one. Instead of approaching the demon Revya sat down across from him and stared.
what the hell idd tumblr break now.Â
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@ revya-rp
She glared at him. âI ainât gotta tell a annoyinâ prick like you shit.â  She balled her fist tight enough to crack her knuckles. âNow are ya gonna leave me alone or are we gonna be causinâ a mess here?â
Revya shrugs. âWell diplomacy never was a skill of mine.â he says taking a step back. A smug smile creeping onto his face.
âIf those are the only two options then I guess Iâll mop the floor with you when Iâm done.â