Go away or burn.

I fucking hate you. ((But that really made me laugh.))

Hell’s bitch finally went home. 

Finally away from your cat pee smelling shithole!

Honestly though, I know I post a lot of shit about Damien but he paid me ten dollars to spank him. 

No. I had to give you ten dollars to fix your trashy redneck truck.

And I paid you back with spankings. 

You hit me when I wasn’t looking. When I get my hands on you I’m going to drain all of your blood.

Honestly though, I know I post a lot of shit about Damien but he paid me ten dollars to spank him. 

No. I had to give you ten dollars to fix your trashy redneck truck.

Damien paid me twenty dollars to shove shit up his ass. 

I hate you. I hate everything about you. Especially your lies.

That little bitch finally showed up after two days! 

Yeah and after three hours you fuck off and leave me. I'm burning your trailer down!

Damien bows down to me.  I am his king!  (also his princess) 

I’m not bowing. That’s crouching.  It’s my attack stance, I’m about to tear you to shreds.  Also putting on your mother’s cheap makeup makes you look like a hooker, not a princess.

so that bitch Damien is coming back to my house. I mean trailer. He’s going to have a great time. 

gross

I just want him to bring me snacks 

Mhm. I know what those phrases mean, I’m not five Ken.

You should never know what I mean! But, he’s not half bad looking. Not when you get past the demon part. 

The demon part is what makes me so good looking. I’m bringing snacks but only so I can set them on fire and throw them at people.

Damien if your listening, your a little bitch. 

Is this me Damien, other Damien, or Damiens in general?

I think it was me. But also possibly all of the Damiens.

The brunet nodded in understanding. Usually he would have probably given up on trying to gain revenge if the job became impossible. But they took his pride and dignity. That was something he was not going to just let go. “I understand.” Christophe agreed with him, having no idea what Damien would have in mind when it was time to repay him, 

“Perfect.” Damien gave him a wild and dangerous smile. Already the possibilities to fuck with Christophe were endless. He had a free pass to do whatever he wanted with a person. “I’ll do my end of the deal now. But you’ll live up to your half whenever I’m ready for you. And I’ll tell you what I want, when I want it.” 

When he smirked at her she couldn’t help but blush, as he stood beside her hitomi’s tail started to sway. “Being nice once and a while is a good thing, I mean I wish I could know the feeling of not being submissive when it comes to social matters. So it looks like we can learn from one another huh? ” Hitomi purred with delight as she crossed her legs, causing her riden up pencil skirt become even tighter due to her thick thighs.

“Maybe...” Damien hadn’t been completely serious when he’d said that, although there was curiosity towards wanting to seem ‘normal’ he could honestly say he wouldn’t do it. If given the chance to be nice and kind, even for a day, he wouldn’t take it. There was too much evil in him, and he’d long since accepted that. It’d hardly been a problem to begin with. “But don’t be surprised if I make you a worse person.” He chuckled and gave her leg a quick squeeze before walking away, inspecting the various appliances in the kitchen.

Closed RP: Chosen One

Damien really wasn’t in the mood any more. Craig was pissing him off and he was furious at being reminded that he’d been forced to fetch the ‘chosen one’ “What the fuck did I tell you about being on the floor?!” He screamed back, sending a larger ball of flame towards the man.

Craig’s eyes widened and he barely rolled out of the way, the fire burning his arm. “Fuck–” he groaned, forcing himself to get up, “will you calm the fuck down already?!”

“No!” Damien usually lost his temper in a more dignified, controlled manner. One where he wasn't just acting like a child throwing a tantrum. “Why the fuck should I, you uncooperative little shit?”

“Something wrong?” Damien asked, noticing the slight change in Pip’s demeanor when he saw the park. He knew it wasn’t what the Brit was expecting to see. It was easier darker than any park on Earth.

Pip blinked before shaking his head, smiling up at the demon. “Nothing, I just didn’t expect the park to look quite like this. It looks rather nice actually, just rather different.”

Damien chuckled at Pip’s positive attitude. “You’re fucking kidding me, right? If you think anything down here looks nice then we’re not doing our job right.” The park had the traditional park things such as trees, a pond and a kids playground. But it was far from pretty. The trees were dead, the pond filled with lava and the playground rusty and dark.

Damien couldn’t help but straighten up a bit. This was a certainly a nice change from the usual requests, which he either couldn’t grant or had no intention to. “Yeah, well if you want him hurt so badly then you’re going to have to tell me why.” It wasn’t necessary but if the reasons were so ‘personal’ then he wanted to know and wanted Christophe to feel uncomfortable telling him. “And I’m expected to do this for what? Nothing?”

Christophe took a deep breath before answering. He really didn’t want to answer that question. It was embarrassing. That man was horrendous, vile. “One ze job I had to go after him.. I failed and was captured for a month.. during zat time he did zings zat I wish I could forget.  Especially when we were alone.” The boy answered. “I’m willing to do anyzing eef you’ll help me. I don’t expect you to get nozing out of eet. I know enough to know nozing comes for free.”

Damien tutted, a sarcastic look of sympathy on his face. “Poor Christophe. Were they mean to you?” The demon snarled. What he’d heard was a lot worse than he’d been expecting, but he couldn’t call it shocking or disturbing. Being the son of Satan meant he’d been around twisted shit like that his entire life, he was practically living and breathing it. “Alight.” He said finally with a firm nod. “I’ll make this guy suffer. Heck, it sounds fun. But you’re going to owe me big time.”

“I haven’t seen you in a long time….” Damien said, his voice calming down again. The park was in sight and it was a better way to waste time than taking Pip to his home.

“It has been a while.” He agreed. The park was much different than he imagined though he supposed it made sense. It was hell, after all.

“Something wrong?” Damien asked, noticing the slight change in Pip’s demeanor when he saw the park. He knew it wasn’t what the Brit was expecting to see. It was easier darker than any park on Earth.