#doordice

[inkscapepony-art]

anna fucking why @do-or-dice​

[rnarblesocla-blog]

@do-or-dice‘s best friend in a more fitting outfit for the casino job

[high-class-daemon-commander]

Seduction.

( Starter for @do-or-dice )

  One day, one of the elite demons, Billie of course, decided to go to the bar for a drink. She walked into the bar and looked around, a couple of men looking her up and down, “S-succubus?” One of the men who were staring said as they tilted their head thinking that because of her curvaceous body, “Not quite my dear, I am a high ranking demon of Hell.~” 

  But, all of a sudden, she felt something bump into her chest, as if it were a cube block. She stepped back and looked down, seeing a nicely dressed man in purple. ‘Whoa...Is that who I think it is?’ She thought to herself, with stars in her eyes.

[whenyouareevil]

-- DICE! There you are! You know you are one of my most valuable employees, right? That this place would be a mess without your guideance? That all these nice words aren’t mere flattery, right?

@do-or-dice

[casinx-blog]

@do-or-dice || continued from here!!

          He stiffens in shock and stares up at Dice, his fur puffing up. When Dice speaks, his mouth hangs open, stuck on words. “U--uhhh....” he starts, before his face turns bright red and he covers it with his paws.

[whenyouareevil]

-- Dice, this is a serious question, and I hope... no, you better answer me with honesty. Unless you want to lose your fingers.

@do-or-dice

[casinx-blog]

@do-or-dice

          “...Interestin’ choice of wardrobe, Dicey.”

[whenyouareevil]

Kingston walked carefully to the Devil's office, carrying some ridiculous drink he had mixed for him. It was slightly overfilled, but he didn't think it'd be a problem. He didnt notice, however, that his shoe was untied and it would end up being quite a problem. "Here's your drink sir-" He uttered before tripping on his laces, spilling the drink all over the Devil's desk and ruining a gothic church model that was sitting on it. "Sh-shit boss, I'm so sorry, I-I didnt mean to-"

Especifically that day, the Devil was kind of stressed after being constantly interrupted by his employees. After an stressful morning, he was finally able to finish another of his small gothic church models! And he was particulary proud of this one.

He didn’t even noticed the presence of King Dice in the office until he witnessed the drink falling over his dear model. Whatever the drink had, it ruined the model permanently. The Devil’s eyes, previously in his dear model, turned at Dice’s face.

-- ... How are you going to fix it, Dice?

@do-or-dice