DON’T PISS OFF GREATER DEMONS

        it’s a rule all living beings should be aware of,  downworlders and shadowhunters alike.   unfortunately,  not everyone is quite as intelligent about it as they should be.   a cocky warlock,  believing themselves powerful enough to contain a greater demon,  summoned the demon asmodeus on the command of a mundane.   though the ruler of edom gained his revenge by taking the lives of both,  he chose to use his time on earth to toy with those with knowledge of the shadow world and cast a curse  —  those with some degree of the sight would swap souls.

INFORMATION

        the group verse will open when we have eight characters.   reservations are allowed,  but do not guarantee acceptance.   after the opening,  applicants will be accepted in pairs and matched that way.   you do not have to be a shadowhunters blog,  but you must have a shadowhunters verse.   this is set in book canon,  though show influences are allowed,  and takes place shortly after cohf,  but canon ships will not be enforced.   the application,  players,  and swap list can be found under the cut,  and will be updated as more people join.

   She was at the Seelie Court talking to her knights. She blinked. She was at an apartment in New York as she realized after a quick glance out of the window. That was the first thing she noticed, the second that something was different - and not in a good way. She blinked a few more times, but every time she opened her eyes it was still the same apartment. She felt a little frustrated and  disappointed and a sigh left her lips. The queen didn’t sigh often, but this was not her sigh. 

   After a quick glance down figured out what was so wrong; this was not her body. The person definitely had a... style. Long fingers covered with rings and the nails painted black. The clothes felt nice on her skin or his skin... This made her head dizzy. Slowly she stood up, getting used to the body and walking over to the nearest mirror - there were quiet a few of them. After the first few moments of shock she smiled and watched Magnus’ face do the same in the mirror. She was in Magnus Bane’s body in Magnus Bane’s apartment. Alone.

  Taking a little time to figure out how this body worked she walked around the apartment, mainly looking at books trying to figure out how the warlock’s magic worked. Not noticing how much time passed by she heard a knock on the door and walked over to open it.

        “What can the High Warlock of Brooklyn do for you?” The queen gestured with her hands, like she often saw Magnus do it - although she probably overdid it a little.

DON’T PISS OFF GREATER DEMONS

        it’s a rule all living beings should be aware of,  downworlders and shadowhunters alike.   unfortunately,  not everyone is quite as intelligent about it as they should be.   a cocky warlock,  believing themselves powerful enough to contain a greater demon,  summoned the demon asmodeus on the command of a mundane.   though the ruler of edom gained his revenge by taking the lives of both,  he chose to use his time on earth to toy with those with knowledge of the shadow world and cast a curse  —  those with some degree of the sight would swap souls.

INFORMATION

        the group verse will open when we have ten characters.   reservations are allowed,  but do not guarantee acceptance.   after the opening,  applicants will be accepted in pairs and matched that way.   you do not have to be a shadowhunters blog,  but you must have a shadowhunters verse.   this is set in book canon,  though show influences are allowed,  and takes place shortly after cohf.   the application,  players,  and swap list can be found under the cut,  and will be updated as more people join.

                “  you’re  not  clary.  ”

        IT’S  AN  ODD  THING  ,    to  see  his  body  walking  around  all  on  its  own.      (  not  all  alone  ,    he  supposes  ,    but  it’s  even  stranger  to  think  that  there’s  someone  else  in  there.  )      in  this  body  that  he’s  still  barely  gotten  used  to  ,    he  steps  forward  ,    heading  after  the  form  he’s  so  accustomed  to  wearing  all  alone.      it’s  difficult  to  remember  how  to  use  this  stranger’s  voice  ,    but  he  needs  to  speak      ---------      and  yet  ,    he  thinks  he  can  wait  a  moment  longer.      nick  reaches  the  other  ,    catching  them  by  the  sleeve  to  pull  them  to  a  halt.