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Hell: Now accepting visitors. Efforts to improve interspecies relations have led the current ruling Lords of Hell to begin welcoming humans. Living ones, that is. Diplomatic endeavors have included everything from research collaborations amongst human and demon scholars, to demons finding...

Feel free to add more or use your own HTML, but character sheets must include the following information: Name: Gender: Species: Age: Physical Description: Abilities: Personality: Background: Anything else: Choice of housing: Solo, or living under one of the demon lords. Living in the house of...

No worries! Thank you so much for your patience and for being so kind even when reminding me c:

{ I’m Alyssa. What’s your name?” } "Luan." He answered, as they moved away from the crowd. Alyssa. He subtly studied her features, trying to commit both her face and her name to memory. If he was going to be working here, he should probably get familiar with everyone. Although after their...

I'm so sorry for the absence--I had a lot going on suddenly but everything's settled down now, and I'll be able to start posting daily again! Thank everyone so much for their patience.

{ I'm so sorry about that week long absence dudes lmao } This definitely wasn't what he had expected to do when he stopped by that night. Especially with what was to happen later. But, watching a total stranger close their eyes and smile as they danced with him... he had to admit that it felt...

{ She took his hand. “Never mind. I’ll make concession for this injury of yours, and accept. Besides, I like a man I can climb.” } That final comment succeeded in making him blush, to her credit. She took his hand and began to lead him along. For a second he pointed weakly towards the bar...

{ “Some guys prefer to take control. Especially big guys: it’s what they’re used to. } He made a slight face at that, feeling a little awkward about the thought of "taking control". Though, he still didn't doubt the truth of her words--a woman certainly knew what men were like better than he...

Lokua blinked out of his short revere as someone approached him. Initially thinking he was in someone's way, he opened his mouth to apologize, but found that a woman was actually looking up at him directly. She was smiling warmly and playing with her dark hair, and there was something about her...

Well, he'd never experimented much when it came to drinks, but her suggestion sounded nice, so he gave a little smile and a nod. { Tom smiled after her as she left. “That’s Fatima, alright. Always doing what she can to take care of others.” } Fatima. He'd been waiting for a moment to ask her...

( Don't worry about it at all, really! We understand. ) Tom's nimble fingers flicked through the bills like one would playing cards, and he handed them over as casually as someone would hand you a pen you had dropped. Did he always have that much money on him at any given time? Lokua tried not...

{ She smiled back at him. “You’re welcome. Round here, it’s just what we do.” And she left the room to get Tom. } Those words seemed to hang in the air when she left. Left alone to his thoughts, he couldn't help but dwell on Fatima's request. It was hard to say how he felt about defending a...

{ “You come sit down: your poor head’s probably still ringing.” } A string of quiet, insistent excuses left his mouth as the woman led him along, though he gave no resistance. "It's not-- I'm alright-- You don't need to--" But the Nymph entering to assist told him that Fatima's mind was made...

Sounds fun! He's pretty moved by people asking for help, but lacks confidence at times, so reassurance or just someone on his side can go a long way for him.

( No worries! Completely understandable! ) Lokua jolted a bit when a petite woman appeared at his side, not having expected anyone to speak to him, nor having seen her approach. She had dark eyes and her even darker hair swung around her shoulders as she moved to help him. Keys still gripped...

Thank you so much! c:

Thank you so much! c:

The evening air was cool as Lokua drove his way up to the Last Castle, the windows of his pickup rolled down so he could enjoy the breeze. Through the trees he could see the darkening sky taking on the purple hue of the twilight hours--his favorite color, few would have guessed. Quietly the...

Oooohhh maybe so ! It will be fun to see, I'm excited to interact with everyone. c: