"Slap!"
Send "Slap!" to slap my muses ass.
that slap just earned a loud moan from angel dust "oh fuck harder~"

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"Slap!"
Send "Slap!" to slap my muses ass.
that slap just earned a loud moan from angel dust "oh fuck harder~"
@prxnce-of-chxos asked ;; A neko, blonde haired male approaches Judai, a duel disk on his arm as he looks at Judai. "H-hi. A-are you able to duel? I-I need to test my deck..."
Judai looks up from his cards that he had been swapping out and changing. Looking over to the one who had spoken to him.
A duellist huh?
He had not been challenged to a duel for awhile, mostly because he didn't outwardly wear his duel disk much anymore. He kept it in his bag, he had needed it and well never knew when he would need it.
Well if he could help someone out well, he would.
He kept his hood over his face, hiding himself. He knew that people were looking for him and he couldn't be too careful about that. He would hate for the other to get dragged into his troubles.
With a soft sigh and a smile he rummages around in his bag for his duel disk, loading his deck into it and then onto his arm.
"I suppose a duel can't hurt, do you have a name?"
"Hm, does Prime Minister Saxon ring any bells?" The Master asks, smug in that way of his. He was the most famous man on Earth for a bit. "Or, how about, the Master? Death's Champion?"
@prxnce-of-chxos asked, "do we know each other?" // prompts from charade
Anna meets a stranger
Anna was flying of her cannon of her recklessly as she is trying to control of her Cannon and accidentally bumped to the stop sign
The human seems to be wandering the rings of Hell, a rumor mill following him as he has a book in his hand, and a Katana on his hip, the hum of it making most demons pretty sick. He would sigh, sitting down at the bar. "...just a hail mary." He drinks it as soon as it pulls up for him, turning to see an Imp nearby, blinking before chuckling. Maybe his night was turning around...
Nikki’s just sitting at a bar after a long night of paperwork— not the stuff he’s usually loaded with, but they were understaffed at the club. He’s chattering with the bartender as he takes sips of something pink, his tail swishing behind the barstool. Regular night, regular drink, regular conversation.
Until he catches sight of the human. With the sword. And the weird-lookin’ book.
He excuses himself, smiling tautly at the bartender, before sliding on over to North. He looks confused. And very curious. “Sinners can’t get to Lust. And for a Sinner, you’re awfully human-looking. Who the fuck are you?”
A North lands in the lap of the Robo Fizz.
The robot almost yelps at the sudden being in his lap, looking down to see the human, with a metal arm and a sword on his back, Robo raising a brow in curiosity "W-Well hello there! Wh-What're you doing in my lap, I doubt you paid for that."The clown teases, discreetly pulling the sword out a bit to check it, blessed, okay, that was interesting. What was this guy's game?
North is just... in the inbox. He doesn't even have to attempt, he just hopes he is seductive enough-
"...North?" It took Antony several minutes before he could recognize his former lover. He leapt on to him with a force that would knock the both of them to the floor. "It is you! I've missed you so much!"
"So...how strong are you?" He says this even while being held prisoner after the assault on his home, the lab. "...considering the amount of guards and men...I'd assume...very." his voice is calm as he scans around, though a big more timid then he let on.
(Overlord Angel AU?)
angel dust stared down at the other, sitting at his throne with a leg rest over the other leg. his hands rested on the arm rests, tilting his head "these guards and men are not what will equate to my strength." he continued to stare down at him "they're simply here because my husband wants to make sure i'm okay. he's well aware i can defend myself but he wants to make sure i'm not alone while he's away."