#daemon-anon

[scarletcommodore]

You are mid-battle with a Red Giant when suddenly it drops down on one knee and presents you a small box with a glittering engagement ring. It's proposing to you. What do you do?

Aranea leaps backward when the daemon drops to its knees, her brows furrowing, drawn together in confusion from the creature’s peculiar behavior. What exactly is it doing? Jade eyes flicker to the small object in the creature’s large hands. A ring?! But why? She is convinced that this must be a trap. They’re getting pretty desperate aren’t they? She scoffs.

The dragoon jumps higher into the air, positioning her weapon to go in for the kill and drives her lance down into the Red Giant’s chest. She quickly evades its listless body as it slams on the floor with an echoing thud and she allows her weapon to vanish into sparkling particles, but not before catching the ring box mid-air in her gloved hands. 

“Not bad for a Monday night–” she muses tossing the box upward and catching it again, “– a daemon and a diamond.”

Carefully she opens the box and examines the tear-shaped diamond engagement ring and smiles to herself. “Now I wonder how much Gil I could get for this gem?”

[laevisxmnus-archive-blog]

You blow on the whistle for your chocobo but the footsteps you hear bounding towards you in the darkness is much larger than a the feathered creature you were expecting. A Cerberus leaps in front of you, wagging its tail and suddenly one of the three heads drops a bright red ball at your feet. It wants to play fetch. What do you do?

« Who’s a good boy? YOU are a good boy! » He throws the red ball as far as he can (he’s almost certain the Cerberus covers ten meters with a step anyway) and waits for the dog do return, his hands on his knees.It doesn’t matter if your a three-headed doggo. If you’re a doggo, you’re a doggo.

[watchyourprincelyass-blog]

You are stalking daemons in the forest when you come upon a large group of them in a clearing. They appear to be dancing when suddenly a Reaper approaches you with a rose between its teeth. It wants to tango. Do you accept?

She paused as she watched the daemons dancing, until she noticed one got close to her, obviously wanting to dance with her. Yeah, she just lost the urge to kill them... And to dance.

“Okay, either I am drunk, which this makes me want to give up alcohol for good, or this is legit happening....”

[freknur]

You board the express train in the middle of the night bound for Tenebrae. The train is going at 108 mph and you won't arrive until midday. A Goblin approaches you and asks if the seat beside you is taken. What do you do?

          You know, he’s actually about to get up to --- uhhhh --- find his friend.  Yes, that’s it ; that’s right.  “-------------- it’s, uhhhh  --- it’s all yours, buddy ----                                                 ------------  HEY, NOCT!?”                                                          ( if nothing else the goblin is a polite fella )

[cookignis]

You are mid battle when suddenly your jacket pocket feels a little lighter. You whirl around just in time to see a Tonberry attempting to dematerialize into a cloud of purple mist with your recipe book. What do you do?

As though a part of him is missing, Ignis instantly notices the lack of the reassuring weight of The Recipe Book. Observant eyes notice the trail of mist and followed accordingly. Target lock. Glasses gleam in the darkness. He found the culprit and the Toberry will be punished accordingly. His polearm materializes and he’s stabbing at the Daemon with all he has. 

No one touches the book. 

[sharpdressedchef-blog]

You are wandering around Altissia in search of new ingredients for your culinary delights when you spy the last Ulwaat berry in a shopkeeper's produce stand. As you reach to grab the berry your hand brushes against another's clammy hand as they scoop up the berry before you are able to. Looking up at the offender you come face to face with a Yojimbo. It looks at you. You look at it. Its lips curl into a triumphant grin. Despite how sharply dressed you are, you're too slow. What do you do?

Eyes narrowed dangerously and for a brief moment; he considered using the dagger at his side. But, noticing the amount of people around him he decided against it. So he settled for folding his arms across his chest and leveling a semi-bored stare at the humanoid creature.

“If you wanted my help in cooking, you simply could have asked.“

[laevisxmnus-archive-blog]

@daemon-anon ♥’d for a flower on Valentine’s day!

It was a total coincidence Noctis stumbled upon the red ball again, seemingly abandoned, where he probably sent it the other day. The Cerberus really didn’t find it after all. For a moment, Noct rolled the ball in his hands, passing it from hand to hand before deciding to set it down on the side of the road - where Deamons were most likely to appear at night. If the Cerberus was to cross this path once again, maybe he would find it along with a red hyacinth - because apparently some Deamons deserved love too, especially for Valentine’s day. (Was Hyacinth a good name for a Cerberus Deamon?)

Red Hyacinth: play.

[laevisxmnus-archive-blog]

You wait for quite some time but the Cerberus never returns with the red ball so you leave to resume your adventures with your friends. The following evening while you are exploring you hear a familiar thrum of paws rushing toward you, accompanied by excited panting and slobbering. The Cerberus has found you! It drops a plushie of a Moogle holding a heart (though a bit mangled and well slobbered on) at your feet. What do you do?

@daemon-anon

It’s the first time he feels delighted to see a Cerberus - because it’s just not any Cerberus! « Hey, you’re back, » he greets him as if it was a perfectly normal pet.From one of its head falls something and Noctis gets closer (not forgetting to stay aware, just in case) and finds the best present he could ever imagine from a dog: a plushie.« Thank you ! » Even if a little torn, he still can see the moogle and the heart-shape when gets a closer look. For a moment, he ponders patting the dark skin but goes against it for now- instead, he reaches for his back pocket.« Here’s a reward for you. » Then he throws some sweets in its direction - ones that were originally for chocobos, but heh, it’s a Deamon after all, they should probably do.Maybe he should start giving it a name.