Yes, this RP can become romantic or it can be just a basic one doesn't matter to me. I would like it if Y/C was at least 17+ since this RP includes some pretty rough things murder, gore and a bunch of other stuff related to that. Don't hit me with a one sentence response. At least two to four sentences are okay
Besides that there's nothing else I try not to make a bunch of rules because then the RP just becomes boring.
Y/C was driving on a foggy highway with their music blasting until their car started to slow down then finally it stops and there's no music to be heard. They get out of the car since the road was bare, the front slightly smoking. Feeling confused they head to the front of the car and on the bumper is some sort of dark red ooze and it was melting the metal. "Well jeez did I run over something?" they'd assume though they didn't see anything ahead of them. A wave of cold air runs against their back. As they turn to see what it was, a man dressed in dark red and black clothing and a long black cape.
"Well 'ello there, mate." He spoke with a raspy voice that carried a pretty heavy english accent.
"Har har.. So fucking funny-" Shroud who is usually blunt with lines such as that, especially when he's tired.. can't take a hint most times. "Neat little magic trick.. Alright, get your British ass in the car. Assuming you don't have one of your own, I'll give you a ride to where you want to go..."
His eyes widened as he left out a nervous chuckle. "I think you've been mistaken, On occasion I do enjoy making others laugh but now is not what I'm wishing to do." He looked down at his car then back at him. "I don't really need a ride.. but I'll take it."
Shroud chuckled and turned on the radio. 'Welcome, to 1063, the wolf. Here, you're a V.I.P.M. Very important pack member. Now, this is I walk the line by Johnny Cash!' after a moment of radio silence the song starts, and shroud comes along with it. "Hey, why are you out here anyway? Car breakdown or something?.. or was it just so late night and walk and the fog set in?"
He looked at the radio as if he was a little confused about how it worked. "Not exactly, I kinda live here? It's a highway that I basically haunt throughout my endless years." He sighed. "But! It is always great to see visitors here~"
".. If you're a comedian in practicing that jokes I mean they're not funny bud." Shroud sighed glancing over. "You high?.. you keep speaking in a flirty-tone despite me being a dude.. just because I got long hair doesn't mean I don't got a dangling between my legs."
No I'm not high, nor am I trying to amuse you in any way- unless you want me to?" He said in a joking tone. "Male or female, it all doesn't matter to me, love. Though it does seem like an issue with you, no?"
"Don't really know what love is nor what it feels like, oddly enough... Nobody has like me either.., So, I don't know if it matters to me.." He muttered, blinking at the distant lights. "Twenty minutes..-"
He laughed some. "Well I'm not too sure what a fandom is- but my hobby is pretty, how can I say..." He'd tap his chin trying to figure out the right word. "Hm, lecherous would fit. Yes lecherous." He would nod.
"Mrrf-.. I'll take you to my house.. it's big and-.. Not many people to share the space with..." He grumbled, looking over out his window, the light in his eyes gleamed. "..On second thought, we're having some drinks~" He slowed, turning into a lot. A small sign labeled 'The great pug, hotel and bar.' greeted them with dazzling lights and symbols.
"I'll pay for a few... But, I'm sure you, Angus a.. how'd you put it?-.. 'simple demon of lust right from the great flames of hell' .. could easily afford sixty drinks..~" Shroud teased him with a snicker, parking the car and stepping out.
"Tch- well yes of course I can and could even afford this whole place." He got out of the car as well and fixed his clothes some. "Before I pay a pound for anything are you a light or heavy drinker? I don't want you hurling while driving- that'd be absolutely disgusting."
As Angus asked the question, someone came up to the two. It was a burly man, muscular, and taller by far. [b "Hey, wanna take a trip hot stuff?"] He asked, leaning over Shroud. But, without another moment, one of the Arachnid's knacks slammed the mans head against the the bar, causing him to 'sleep' .. "That's what I mean. Long hair, slender body.. I get easily mistaken for a female.."
He watched as the man's head hit the bar and raised both his eyebrows showing a bit of shock. "Oh my.. that sounds terrible." The barkeep came back with all of the drinks on a black tray giving them each one by one. "I would like to say you are pretty strong that's a turn on right there, no?" He spoke in a joking tone.
"...Yeah... Start doing standup comedy, you'll have people laughing, not because it's funny, but because they're bad.." Shroud chuckled lightly, glancing down at the man on the floor, the arachnid smiled.
"Maybe I should but I don't know if the people from where I'm from would enjoy 'jokes' or whatnot. It's all business where I'm from- kinda sucks. That's why I'm glad I have the job I've got!" He went from sounding slightly upset to filled with energy in a second. He drank his last shot and rubbed his head after being only four in he was already near to being tipsy.
He scoffed. "Of course you are! But I'm not exactly going to be around for long." He asked the bar keeper for plain iced water so he wouldn't be overwhelmed by the alcohol a little later on. "I only have a limited time with people; 4 days, if I can't complete what I need to- well I go away for some years." Most of what he was saying didn't really make much sense.
He raised a brow to every word that spilled from his mouth. "Pardon? I feel as though you are slightly drunk right now in some sort of way, love." He patted shroud on the shoulder. "Maybe we should leave before you end up in an accident yeah?"
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