Suggestive + Dead Dove Do Not Eat Topics, follow at your own discretion.
#HelluvaRP #BSKYRP #MVRP #HBRP #HHRP
Timezone : EST
"Look, You really don't wanna pick this fight, and /I/ don't have the time."
Original Character for the Helluva Boss / Hazbin Hotel universe.
Species: Hellcat
Height: 4'9
Weight: 130 LBS
Occupation: Exotic Dancer
"Just some poetry I used to read before bed, it's nothing special."
“I don’t know what you said babe but I agree-"
L'autre en toi met son deuil, Nature!
Ce qui dit à l'un: Sépulture!
Dit à l'autre: Vie et splendeur!
Hermès inconnu qui m'assistes
Et qui toujours m'intimidas,
Tu me rends l'égal de Midas,
Le plus triste des alchimistes;
~
"Just some poetry I used to read before bed, it's nothing special."
L'autre en toi met son deuil, Nature!
Ce qui dit à l'un: Sépulture!
Dit à l'autre: Vie et splendeur!
Hermès inconnu qui m'assistes
Et qui toujours m'intimidas,
Tu me rends l'égal de Midas,
Le plus triste des alchimistes;
~
L'autre en toi met son deuil, Nature!
Ce qui dit à l'un: Sépulture!
Dit à l'autre: Vie et splendeur!
Hermès inconnu qui m'assistes
Et qui toujours m'intimidas,
Tu me rends l'égal de Midas,
Le plus triste des alchimistes;
~
...It didn't get any better than no fine printing.
The feline let out an inaudible grumble underneath his breath.
The feline let out an inaudible grumble underneath his breath.
Casted the insect with a downright dark and sinister slow chuckle.
"No mon cher, i deal in knowledge and memories, i am willing to lend you my network to shield yourself from all and any competition... in exchange i want intel, any intel you may get~"
The feline let out an inaudible grumble underneath his breath.
He whined slightly, barely managing to pick himself up.
"No no no- not while I'm like this- He's not mad is he-? I haven't been home in awhile-"
Still a barely, serious drunken tone despite trying to be serious. He's also slurring alot
"Water? In this office-? Good luck-"
He's not taking this very seriously, in all fairness- he was literally surrounded by enough empty bottles to arm a barfight.
He whined slightly, barely managing to pick himself up.
"No no no- not while I'm like this- He's not mad is he-? I haven't been home in awhile-"
Still a barely, serious drunken tone despite trying to be serious. He's also slurring alot
That... that implication was terrifying, the insect was proposing his help, but as everything... it came with a cost.
"Water? In this office-? Good luck-"
He's not taking this very seriously, in all fairness- he was literally surrounded by enough empty bottles to arm a barfight.
“Oh Calli….you poor thing….”
She slowly walks up to him.
“Can I…get you some water?”
His voice was scratchy, raspy sounding, much like when one loses their voice. He must've been doing a lot of yelling.
"Come in"
"Water? In this office-? Good luck-"
He's not taking this very seriously, in all fairness- he was literally surrounded by enough empty bottles to arm a barfight.
The reply came with a level of nonchalance so abundantly large it seemed filled with contempt.
And contempt of the highest caliber... that was the most dangerous note in it, this demon was a master manipulator and liar.
"The royals call me Lempo the deceiver~"
You did, didn't you..?"
You did, didn't you..?"
Casted the insect with a simplistic smirk.
"If the princess were to be as sharp as you think no overlord would approach her knowing they'd end up killed by the side of the road. She's well intended, innocent, and easy to manipulate."
You did, didn't you..?"
His voice was scratchy, raspy sounding, much like when one loses their voice. He must've been doing a lot of yelling.
"Come in"
“Calli. Are you okay? You know you can always talk to me right?” She said, knocking on the door more.
No response-
With how much alcohol is in his system? He probably wouldn't be conscious for a while-
And given that no one's seen Calli leave his office in nearly two weeks? That's probably concerning.
His voice was scratchy, raspy sounding, much like when one loses their voice. He must've been doing a lot of yelling.
"Come in"
No response-
With how much alcohol is in his system? He probably wouldn't be conscious for a while-
And given that no one's seen Calli leave his office in nearly two weeks? That's probably concerning.
“Calli? Darling are you in there?” She asked.
She could smell the alcohol from miles away. She knew something was wrong.
He drank enough to give himself alcohol poisoning ten times over.
he'll regenerate and wake up... eventually.
No response-
With how much alcohol is in his system? He probably wouldn't be conscious for a while-
And given that no one's seen Calli leave his office in nearly two weeks? That's probably concerning.
The insect by his part saw this as almost comical... he didn't mind the princess' crusade, it was better than if she actively went into politics.
He is~
He is~
The sheer nonchalance of the reply was what was concerning out of Blue.
He is~
He drank enough to give himself alcohol poisoning ten times over.
he'll regenerate and wake up... eventually.
He drank enough to give himself alcohol poisoning ten times over.
he'll regenerate and wake up... eventually.
Blue knew about that cannon in depth, perhaps far more than what he'd wish...
And truly, Blue lived in his own schedule, his own actions, his own methods... hard to trace, more so to corner or foresee...
"You're free to ask more, but the answers ya may not like."
"Thank you... so... to what do I owe this visit? Simply checking up..?"
“Come here…..”
She holds out her arms for a hug.
"... No ..."
"Thank you... so... to what do I owe this visit? Simply checking up..?"
Alas, handkerchief is offered.
"Here, it should help."
For a psycho, he's quite a gentleman when he wants to.
And down the shot goes with confidence. Followed by a little coughing fit. Alright, maybe he'd been a bit overconfident.
"Thank you... so... to what do I owe this visit? Simply checking up..?"
"... No ..."
"... No ..."
And down the shot goes with confidence. Followed by a little coughing fit. Alright, maybe he'd been a bit overconfident.
And Blue, always in his ways, sat opposite to Calli with his own.
"Kicks like a narcoleptic mule with a vengeance... you're warned."
The feline said with a gentle sigh before sitting up a bit more properly in his chair like he normally would.
And down the shot goes with confidence. Followed by a little coughing fit. Alright, maybe he'd been a bit overconfident.
“You good there kitty?”
The feline said with a gentle sigh before sitting up a bit more properly in his chair like he normally would.
Cooed the insect as he opened the bottle, the wafting scent of intense drugs and alcohol combining with subtle notes of tea in the air.
And what was poured was a strong, clear spirit barely see thru.
"The ol' Brew solves all problems, even a bullet hole in the ass."
The Feline is being purposely vague on details.
The feline said with a gentle sigh before sitting up a bit more properly in his chair like he normally would.
"Look, I appreciate you coming by to check in me, Mon Ami. But I can assure you this is~
Casted the bug as he proccured a bottle from his coat and two glasses.
"Look, I appreciate you coming by to check in me, Mon Ami. But I can assure you this is~
"...drugs hitting hard gatito?"