Pizza, pizza!

[s1n]

^{||OoC: Ok. I guess there are only a couple things I have to mention. Right now anyone can enter this old abandon castle (because I want people to role-play with me, obviously). It doesn’t matter what species you play. Human, demon, werewolf, vampire, unicorn…whatever you feel. Anyone is allowed. However, remember, this takes place on a different place than Earth, a world called Erebus (which is my own) and here demons aren’t specifically “from hell”. They’re basically the everyday people of this world but usually have some sort of supernatural powers or WHATEVER. Too lazy to go into detail. Just saying you don’t specifically have to be EVIL. You can play the Powerpuffgirl of the demons for all I care. S1n is evil though. XD||}

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The hall was as quiet as it ever was. There was a scamper of tiny claws against the worn down marbled floors. This room, the throne room, was long, supported by large marble pillars, once a creamy white, but now turned gray and dusty in their age. Across the cold long marble floor lie a stale yellow rug that led to the tall stone throne. One with a wide imagination could tell that the large banners and carpets that decorated the room had once been a splendid golden color, though now they were mottled with age and hardly anything fancy looking at.

The whole castle was like this, inside and out. Its splendor seemed to have died along with its previous owner, and in a way it was dark and foreboding. It challenged the darkened sky with its tallest towers, the buildings darkness so much more overwhelming. Though there was little light here in this place where the sky was black-purple with hatred, this building created black shadows, shadows so sinister that a person would lose themselves if they stumbled through them.

It was timeless, ominous. Dark.

S1n quickly fell in love with it.

“Now this is a home!” S1n exclaimed, easily forcing the large heavy doors to the throne room open. The sound of the booming doors seemed to make the whole castle shake with life, or maybe it was S1n’s millions of tiny minions that swarmed around the demon’s feet. They instantly scattered, strange small lizard-like creatures. They were off to seek out the mice and rats in the castle, to feast and fill their bellies with a good meal.

S1n would obviously take no part. This demon was too good to eat filthy rodents.

S1n dropped its bags, mostly filled with junk the demon had gained from the human world. It made its way across the old, filthy rug, up to the throne, and collapsed in the large stone chair. A few of its minions followed S1n, scampering around the demon, sitting up on the top of the throne or sitting near S1n on the wide arms.

“I am hungry though,” S1n grumbled. “I don’t know how to cook either. I wonder if we could deliver pizza to this place. It is on top of a freaking mountain…graahh…”

“It’s tough, being a ruler,” S1n sighed.

[Izan]

Thin beams of light filtered through the forest canopy, lighting up strips of bark and brush. The stillness of the morning air left droplets of dew sitting lazily on the lower leaves and blades of grass covering the ground. They sat happily, enjoying the cool breeze which flittered through, gently rocking their wobbly bodies. The woods sparkled as the beams of light glinted off the mini beads of dew, creating a lovely scene.

Marko chopped through the last few branches of the forest, flinging the wet morning dew into the air. He pushed his large body through the thick trees and peered up at the dark castle which loomed ahead. It had taken most of the early morning hours to reach this remote place, as he did not discover any significant roads up the mountain. He swiped his hand across his sweaty forehead and grinned. Finally.

The large doors swung open as he gave them a swift nudge with his shoulders. Normally, he guessed by their solid weight they would have been opened by several guards each. Stepping inside the blackness, he lit a small torch and held it in front of his eyes. By the looks of it, the place hadn’t been up and running for decades. Dust covered most surfaces, aside from the floor which had dirt and other materials strewn about. He did not notice anything of particular value sitting about, so he decided to move deeper into the castle.

After walking for what seemed like five or ten minutes, Marko finally spotted a massive doorway that looked to be the throne room. The doors were already spread wide open, possibly when the King had to flee the place. Probably didn’t have time to close the door behind him.

Suddenly a small lizard-like creature skittered between his legs. Marko stepped out of its way, wondering what other sort of wild life was living in a place like this. Most likely some sort of large monsters or beasts. This would make a perfect den, even in the winter months.

Marko lazily walked into the throne room, looking around. Huge pillars lined the walkway, stretching all the way to the high ceiling. He guessed the place must have been pearly white when the Majesty had still been around. With a little bit of cleaning, this place could look half decent, even for a place this old.

“Lovely place you have here,” Marko said aloud to no one in particular, his eyes following the columns up to the ceiling as he continued to walk towards the throne.

[s1n]

“Oh, you think so?” Came a hiss from the throne. Who did this guy think he was, barging into S1n’s home like this? “I thought the same.”

She slid off of the floor and onto her feet. She slunk towards the trespasser with a mischievous grin on her face. Her tail whipped back and forth. She was pleased, but probably not in the way that he was hoping.

“What do they call you, boy?” S1n asked. She didn’t really care. She had him trapped. “They call me S1n.”

It was a rather strange introduction, but it fit S1n’s eccentric personality. She knew she wasn’t intimidating him; most people weren’t unless they knew what exactly S1n was, but she rather not blare that to the world. She was possibly being a little over-friendly to him, but it didn’t bother her. Better friendly than an ass.

“What made you meander up to this old abandon castle?” S1n asked, raising a brow. “This is a difficult place to find. Either you’re curious or we have similar goals, which is it?”

She hoped it was the latter. She had something special in store for this wandering vampire.