Mk. So this is a Sneak peak into the story im writing with Azazel and Gillian about our RP Characters taking over and running the world. Should be fun.
In a small retro apartment in downtown Chicago sat two men. One with messy black hair and steely blue eyes, a lean physique and small smile always tugging at the edges of his lips. He sported many tattoos all over his body and wore a tight black V-neck and jeans. His eyes closed as he blasted music through his headphones and drumming his fingers against his chest. The other sat at the small mahogany coffee table with a stout grey mug filled with black coffee. Sharp features and a tall slim physique gave him the appearance of wisdom and intelligence. His usually neat black hair messy and tangled, he sports a rather stunning stubble as his eyes flit through the newspaper.
The man on the bed starts to sing loudly out of tune his voice echoing throughout the small room causing the one at the table to drop his coffee and break the mug with a small sigh.
"Halphus if you are going to sing at least do it right?" the man growls.
Halphus pulls out his earbuds and smirks at the other "Oh shut it Az im a total artist". Azazel rolls his eyes and returns his attention to the paper and furrows his dark eyebrows and speaks loudly.
"Hal come look at this". Halphus stands and pulls his earbuds out and walks over tilting his head in a curious manner, bare feet slapping against the cold tile floor. "What is it old man?"
"The U.N. Fucked up again. Another country Seceded and is threatening war.." Azazel tilts his head before speaking non chalantly "You know id bet we could do be-" he trails off and looks at Halphus eyes wide. Halphus's smile widens on his face and he chuckles amused before the idea hits him like a sack of bricks and he freezes eyes wide and looks at Azazel.
"Are you thinking what im thinking?" Azazel speaks his voice tinged with slight excitement. Halphus just nods dumbstruck and moves as Azazel quickly stands grabbing his jacket. "Come then we have much work to do". Halphus rolls his eyes snapping out of it and grabs his beanie tucking his Silver Fang necklace inside his shirt and follows Azazel out the door locking it behind him and continuing out to the street where Azazel is waiting impatiently.
"First things first we need to call Beezlebub" Halphus just laughs and shakes his head "That old coot? I suppose hed be useful" Azazel snorts in contempt and sets off down the street at a brisk pace.
"Ill need him, hes good at running shit" Azazel waves his hand casually and looks at Halphus with a small smirk "You wont, as I recall you two didnt make good partners before" Halphus just laughs and smirks "I dont play well with others, destruction is a solo job old man"
Azazel just rolls his eyes and thinks stopping for a moment and looking at Halphus "You do know whats going on right?" Halphus just snickers and shakes his head "not at all old man"
Azazel sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose in exasperation before smirking and looking Halphus dead in the eyes
"We're Taking over the World"