It was a beautiful valm saturday night, a bar was lit up with laughter and the occasional *Cachunk* of glasses as people toasted and drank the night away. Vincent was sat around a table full o late comers for a football game re-run, he was watching the screen as the football got thrown left or right, he focused on the ball like a dog and a bone.
A team scored and the whole table jumped with excitement, Vince's eyes were lit up like a firework. He enjoyed this, the beers with his football crazy friends. "Ey Jim!?" Vince called out, eyes glued to the screen. The bartender's eyes eventually peeled away from the screen
"What now Vin?" the tender said trying not to let his eyes fall upon the screen, he chuckled a little.
"Give everyone in the bar a drink of their choice on me" The room started cheering, some of the older fellas roughed up his hair.
"Alright Vin, and a beer for you right?" the keeper said looking around the line that had formed when the game was paused for a commercial. Vincent nodded with a smile, chuckling as he stood up and straightened his shirt and vest before heading for the toilet
While stood at a cubical, he let out all the drinks he had consumed and the best part of it all was, he could get drunk but never get an kind of disease. A familiar scent caught his attention "aww man, seriously?... during the game?" he muttered to himself shaking his head, his grey hair fell over his dark green eyes. "Can't you take care of hell on your own for once?!" a little annoyed he zipped up his fly, washed his hands and made for the exit in a slight jog "Jim, i'll be back soon" Vincent sid to the bartender as he opened the door.
"I know, you want me to tell you how the game goes and get a cold one ready for you when you get back" The bartender replied serving the people who were wanting their fee drinks. He'd heard it a million times "I know son, now be quick" Vincent smiled and took off, running down the street in a slow jog.
"Come out demon bastard" he said standing in the middle of a dead, dark and quiet road. He sniffed the air and knew that a demon was around, the scent was way too strong. He growled like a dog, in his hands appeared two katana's and at the bottom of both katana's was a face of a dog "Don't make me drag you back to hell..."
A team scored and the whole table jumped with excitement, Vince's eyes were lit up like a firework. He enjoyed this, the beers with his football crazy friends. "Ey Jim!?" Vince called out, eyes glued to the screen. The bartender's eyes eventually peeled away from the screen
"What now Vin?" the tender said trying not to let his eyes fall upon the screen, he chuckled a little.
"Give everyone in the bar a drink of their choice on me" The room started cheering, some of the older fellas roughed up his hair.
"Alright Vin, and a beer for you right?" the keeper said looking around the line that had formed when the game was paused for a commercial. Vincent nodded with a smile, chuckling as he stood up and straightened his shirt and vest before heading for the toilet
While stood at a cubical, he let out all the drinks he had consumed and the best part of it all was, he could get drunk but never get an kind of disease. A familiar scent caught his attention "aww man, seriously?... during the game?" he muttered to himself shaking his head, his grey hair fell over his dark green eyes. "Can't you take care of hell on your own for once?!" a little annoyed he zipped up his fly, washed his hands and made for the exit in a slight jog "Jim, i'll be back soon" Vincent sid to the bartender as he opened the door.
"I know, you want me to tell you how the game goes and get a cold one ready for you when you get back" The bartender replied serving the people who were wanting their fee drinks. He'd heard it a million times "I know son, now be quick" Vincent smiled and took off, running down the street in a slow jog.
"Come out demon bastard" he said standing in the middle of a dead, dark and quiet road. He sniffed the air and knew that a demon was around, the scent was way too strong. He growled like a dog, in his hands appeared two katana's and at the bottom of both katana's was a face of a dog "Don't make me drag you back to hell..."
The sun was gone and the moon glowed brightly. A young-looking demon wandered the mortal world looking for some souls to eat and a few contracts to make. The scent of disgusting drunks and alcohol befouled the air as Momoko stepped closer and closer towards the bar. "These mortals are disgusting, poisoning the air with their foul stench, it's unforgivable!" Momoko complained as she covered her nose with her right hand and blew away the smell with her left hand.
The bar was the perfect place to eat souls and make contracts with a desperate human. All she had to do was use her magic change her appearance and lure a foolish into her trap. It would be too awkward to walk into a bar with a her regular appearances and it would most likely blow her cover. Momoko would never be dumb enough to do that anyways.
As Momoko came to a stop on a quiet deserted road that led closer to the bar. She watched as a young man with weapons in his hands, threatened and yelled at someone. He said something about a demon and dragging it back to hell but, if he was referring to Momoko. There was no chance Momoko would let something like that happen to her. Momoko quickly grabbed her rapier from it's sword case and pointed it at the stranger. "Dolts like you shouldn't even speak such foul language in the presence of demons. Especially in front if a high class demon!" Momoko shouted.
The bar was the perfect place to eat souls and make contracts with a desperate human. All she had to do was use her magic change her appearance and lure a foolish into her trap. It would be too awkward to walk into a bar with a her regular appearances and it would most likely blow her cover. Momoko would never be dumb enough to do that anyways.
As Momoko came to a stop on a quiet deserted road that led closer to the bar. She watched as a young man with weapons in his hands, threatened and yelled at someone. He said something about a demon and dragging it back to hell but, if he was referring to Momoko. There was no chance Momoko would let something like that happen to her. Momoko quickly grabbed her rapier from it's sword case and pointed it at the stranger. "Dolts like you shouldn't even speak such foul language in the presence of demons. Especially in front if a high class demon!" Momoko shouted.
"Dolts like me? Heh" he scoffed, calling herself a high class demon "Do you know who you're speaking to wench?" His blade turned a deep orange "why I'm the guardian of the hell portal, the 3 headed hound, Cerberus" he was growling in his throat "honey, I'm what all you demons fear, even the 'high class' demon scum" he pressed the tip if his blade to the tip of her rapier. He raised a brow, his scottish accent was a real mood killer sometimes.
His petty insults irritated Momoko greatly, she hated arrogant demons like him. "Do you know who you're talking to, trash!?" Momoko retorted, she clutched her rapier and went attack position. Okay Momoko don't let this man get away with these insults. Momoko told herself, chin up, sword pointed at the enemy, front foot forward! Momoko told herself,"don't try to sound intimidating it's failing..." Momoko said sounding serious.
He's a guardian of the Hell Portals, what a lie... Momoko thought in disbelief, even if he was, he would look a little bit more serious... Momoko watched as his scythe came to the tip of her Rapier. She quickly reacted by shifting her body vertically putting both hands on the hilt and pointing her sword towards his neck. "My name is Momoko Rage and if you studied you're weaponry. You would know this weapon is rapier not a Scythe!"
(It's not a scythe....))
He's a guardian of the Hell Portals, what a lie... Momoko thought in disbelief, even if he was, he would look a little bit more serious... Momoko watched as his scythe came to the tip of her Rapier. She quickly reacted by shifting her body vertically putting both hands on the hilt and pointing her sword towards his neck. "My name is Momoko Rage and if you studied you're weaponry. You would know this weapon is rapier not a Scythe!"
(It's not a scythe....))
((I am sorry, I was thinking about something else xD))
"My bad, rapier" he corrected himself as he brought his katana up to block her attack, their blades clashed but vince was still in his normal position "are you sure to doubt me? And you think I'm trash now do you?" He lept back a few meters and popped his neck. His hair grey hair grew down to his lower back and changed colour to a greyish blue. His fangs grew just a little making him look less like a demon if she thought of him as such "do I scare you now wench?" His voice became slightly deeper and the growling in his throat became louder "Maybe I'll take you down to the king of hell himself and tell him you've escaped your eternal suffering and, since your all classy I'll take thou through the eastern portal down a wormhole that is very bump for my demonic passengers"
The colour of his irises changed a deep orange and so did the faces of the dogs on his Katanas "maybe you should read up on your myths because babe" he roared at her so loud that the force of the wind became stronger "the three headed hound is here, in front of you" he opened up his shirt and across his chest was scarred 'Cerberus'
His hair returned to its normal medium length and so did his fangs, the growling in his through became quieter and the eyes on his Katanas returned to normal "do you doubt me now wench?"
"My bad, rapier" he corrected himself as he brought his katana up to block her attack, their blades clashed but vince was still in his normal position "are you sure to doubt me? And you think I'm trash now do you?" He lept back a few meters and popped his neck. His hair grey hair grew down to his lower back and changed colour to a greyish blue. His fangs grew just a little making him look less like a demon if she thought of him as such "do I scare you now wench?" His voice became slightly deeper and the growling in his throat became louder "Maybe I'll take you down to the king of hell himself and tell him you've escaped your eternal suffering and, since your all classy I'll take thou through the eastern portal down a wormhole that is very bump for my demonic passengers"
The colour of his irises changed a deep orange and so did the faces of the dogs on his Katanas "maybe you should read up on your myths because babe" he roared at her so loud that the force of the wind became stronger "the three headed hound is here, in front of you" he opened up his shirt and across his chest was scarred 'Cerberus'
His hair returned to its normal medium length and so did his fangs, the growling in his through became quieter and the eyes on his Katanas returned to normal "do you doubt me now wench?"
Vincent Myers wrote:
((You haven't given up on this already have you?))
((Sorry, I've been busy.))
Momoko watched as the stranger reacted and used his Katana to block the attack. Momoko took note as she noticed that he had some talent and swordsmanship and decided to be a little more concerned about who she was dealing with. "You have some knowledge of swordsmanship but no knowledge of your weapons." Momoko mocked, as he corrected himself. "Well, it's pretty obvious what I think of you..." Momoko said, not denying the fact she still thought of him as "trash".
Momoko listened to the little threats that he threw at her, but failed to acknowledged them. He had guts to think he could drag Momoko down to Hell to the so called king of Hell and then address herself to the majesty. There was a one in a million chance of that even happening. So Momoko continued to stare at the stranger with a annoyed look on her face like before.
She observed the man as he stepped back long distance and performed his major transformation. Don't be intimidated by this trashy wannabe The Headed Hound. He's got a new hairstyle and new voice, so what? Does he expect that to scare me? Momoko continued to mentally tell herself to show no fear and her prideful nature wouldn't allow that to show. She watched as his booming voice roared in Momoko's direction, making the force of the wind stronger. Idiot don't you dare tremble! Momoko changed her position again and pointed her blade at her opponent. She wasn't backing down.
"Then lets get this part started" Vince said unbuttoning his first two buttons, he lunged forward with both his blades raised above his head, he watched her with a sharp eye "Lets see how much you want to stay alive"
((Sorry for the sort reply but it's the best i can come up with when it's a fight scene, gotta keep it going fast and sorry about the delay i have the same type of rp 3 times over
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((Sorry for the sort reply but it's the best i can come up with when it's a fight scene, gotta keep it going fast and sorry about the delay i have the same type of rp 3 times over
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