surprised super villain
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04.10.2021
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PiratePeacock[OP]
04.10.2021 12:54
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PiratePeacock[OP]
04.10.2021 12:58
Linkeither you were a villain yourself, or a hero, or even a detective or theif. you knew about this new.. Villain, in town. people didn't seem to fear him at first. but that was until the disappearances started happening. women and men would be taken, but this kidnapper wouldn't take the children. after a month of these kidnappings, the bodies appeared. impaled on city buildings like some sick art work. his mask was now seen as warning, and you were willing to confront him, and that's where you were. in front of his seemingly normal house, ready to figure out if he was behind this or not.
Rowan was inside, sipping some tea from a mug. he didn't have a shirt on at the moment, still having that mask on. you could see his silhouette in the window. he seemed pretty normal, unaware about his weekend.
it took a few minutes, but he answered the door. having his mug in his hand. he tilted his head a little, before huffing and taking a sip. "you a reporter?"
he huffed. "you don't seem like one, what do you want?" he took another sip, before opening up the door and waving him inside. he had a pretty normal home decor. a deer mounted on the wall, the couch was a nice velvet. there was a couple pelts turned into blankets in a medieval looking chest.
he snorted. "usually reporters are here with backup. seeing me as some sort of threat." he sighed, wrapping a scarf around the deer that was mounted on the wall. on further inspection...there was a snake, around 4 feet long on the couch. black with a rainbow hue as it seemed to just sprawl out on the couch.
he raised a brow. "you.. don't?" he was slightly confused. but none the less on guard.
he shrugged a little. "then why are you here." he huffed, setting the mug down on the table.
he nodded. "i ain't giving you answers to whats happening out there."
he grumbled a little. "why? everybody be pointing fingers.. why not you?" he walked over, huffing.
he nodded. "makes sense.. your the kinder side of humanity." he smiled.
he stared at his neck, for a moment. before looking over at his snake. "Rosanne, you really shouldn't sleep like that. your gunna get sick." he smiled, walking over to the other side of the couch to pick up the snake, who wrapped around Rowan happily.
he smiled, going over to a terrarium to put his snake in. sighing as she moved inside and on her favorite branch.
he sighed. "just tell them this. i am not doing it for the fun of it." he grumbled.
he paused. "why? I'm a Psychopath." he grumbled, he wasn't sure if he was telling the truth.
he paused. "your.. different than most human beings. i've never seen someone.. quiet like you."
he grumbled. "why would i want to? you don't seem to think of me as a monster.." he reached a hand out, lightly touching a strand of hair.
he grumbled, leaning down to where his face was inches from his. "why?"
he seemed to be breathing in his scent, before standing up straight. "well, i thought you were just some careless reporter."
he sighed, grabbing his arm, removing it from his neck. "please.. thats only making it harder to keep myself from biting you."
he smiled. "I ain't going to attack you, unless you absolutely want me to." his smile was genuine.
he stared at the blood, practically drooling at the sight of it, before gaining composure.
he went to grab a damp towel, going into the kitchen for a moment. before coming back with it.
he sighed, trying to keep his composure, that was slightly hard with the smell of blood in front of him.
he sighed, shaking his head. "sorry. i don't have much of a medicine cabinet." he grumbled.
he gulped a little, nervous. "i can always.. drain the blood there. it'll stop the bleeding long enough for it to clot."
you better start suing then.)
he leaned down, staring at the wound, before biting down. starting to feed.
he completely melted, feeding into damian's wound. he was fighting back instincts to drain him completely.
he wrapped his arms around him, snarling. he started to force down his teeth. trying to get as much blood possible.
after a while, he let go. blood stained his lips, but he didn't care.
he looked at him for a moment. "do you need to rest? did i take to much?"
he was already grabbing a blanket. it was actually some sort of pelt.
Enter- my Naga, Mix!-))
+She knocked on the door, waiting, clutching her notebook and pen.+
there was a couple minutes going by, the shirtless man opening up the door. he still had that mask on, he looked at her. sipping some tea from a mug, he sighed. "you need something?" he grumbled in a deep voice.
"Do you happen to be the kidnapper that has been kidnapping people?" +She asked with her high voice.+
he raised a brow, shaking his head. "why would i do that?" he huffed, grumbling a little as he took another sip of his coffee.
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"Well I..." +She thought for a moment. 'He's got to be, he looks just like him.'+ "I know your the kidnapper and killer. All I want to do is interview- see what you have to say to the public." +She was determined.+
he froze, before going to shut the door. trying to deny everything, but this only proved he had information.
+Mix pick locked the door, and went in.+ "Listen- I'm not here to turn you over. I just want to talk."
he growled. "shut it! i don't want to hear it." he was slightly panicked. he was checking his teeth in the mirror. they were blood stained. "****.." he grumbled.
i'm sorry, for interrupting, but why does this feel like a a jschlatt & dream moment]]
+She sighed, and being the wholesome naga she was, and slithered over to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder.+ "Please relax. I don't mean to make you upset."
he grumbled. "its not my fault... not my fault.." he tried to take some deep breaths.
+Her expression saddened, and she pulled him into a hug- he looked like he needed it.+
he trembled a little, from under his mask he kept staring at her neck. before pushing her away.
he groaned a little, before huffing. "i just want to live a normal life."
he paused, before shaking his head. "you'll use it for your stupid report.."
"No...actually..." +She slithered over to a table, and placed her recording device, notebook, and pen on it, and slithered back over to him.+ "I won't do anything...I'll just listen.."
he grumbled. "being a monster is hard..you can never fully control yourself." he sighed.
+She felt his pain now. Mix was just like him; a naga who needs raw meat, fresh and bloody- and now she was mad at herself for calling him a kidnapper.+
he grumbled. "but if people think i'm a villain, i can be one." he growled a little.
"You know...I used to think you where a villain...but listening to you talk about being a monster. I don't believe you are. Your just trying to survive." +She spoke with gentleness.+ "I know a place you can go to be safe, if you'd like.."
he snarled. "no where is safe." he grumbled, walking over to the recorder.
+She watched him.+ "It's not recording." +Mix looked at the snake, and smiled a little. She slithered over to her, and began to communicate with her. Mix loved speaking with snakes, since, well, that understand some of the problems that nagas have- since she is half snake.+
the snake talked about his problems. his vampiric tendencies, him biting himself. him having to move town to town thanks to it.
"Just...please. I don't just wanna keep calling you 'sir'. My name's Mix." +She moves her hair out of her face.+
"Alright- Rowan." +She sat on the couch with the snake.+ "I know a place where you'll be safe from humanity. If you don't think it's true, that's okay. But I know the owner of the land, and he tries to save us. I live there." +Mix looked at him.+
he snarled. "no where is safe!" he growled, before huffing a little. "how many times do i have to tell you.." he grumbled, sitting down.
"Well- what if I show you, would you believe me? I'm not one to lie, Mr. Rowan."
he grumbled. "its no use, theres no way for me to keep myself from hurting people!"
"So? Why do you care about that? That's just who you are, you can't get rid of it. The best you can do is ACCEPT it." +She got up.+ "Trying to fight it and pretend nothing wrong isn't going to help." +Mix slithered to the door.+ "Your snake is worried for you. It wouldn't be right to keep yourself from feeding." +She opened it, slithered out, and closed it. She left.+
(sorry bro i don't know how to respond half the time..i'm being rude, sorry. i'm not sure how to continue it.)
If it'll make it easier- Ill delete it. I get that rping with me is hard because half the time its confusing- I get it. I really do.-))
((you don't have to! it's my fault, really. I love the emotional connection. I just have trouble continuing at times. and when she left I'm not sure how to go on. it's my fault. I'm sorry.)
((and you got a dude that can't really accept himself as what he is-))
Rowan had just entered a coffee shop. he didn't like the eyes staring at him. but he wanted some coffee before he started packing to move to the next town.
Oh- My user. UwU))
+Mix slithered into the same coffee shop, and spotted Rowan. Not wanting to spook him; she pretended not to see him.+
rowan was trying to stay out of trouble, someone would make a comment, but he'd ignore it.
+Mix sighed, and decided to go to him, and sat across from him.+ "Hey Rowan." +She smiled.+
rowan jumped, before looking away with a growl. "what do you want, snake."
"Well, I just wanted to see how you where doing..." +She took another sip of her coffee.+ "If I'm bothering you, I can leave."
"Alright..." +She seemed saddened, and propped up her head with her hand.+
he stared out the window, he seemed mad. he didn't want to be a vampire. it was just some burden hes forced to have.
he got his coffee, it had whipped cream and caramel drizzled on it. it also came with a cookie.
+She looked at his coffee, and giggled at the cookie. Mix would have never though that he would like cookies.+
he smiled at the cookie, it was a nice, fall apart snickerdoodle. he picked it up, taking a piece and eating it.
"So, what's your favorite type of cookie?" +She asked, changing the subject.+
he nearly choked on the cookie, coughing and sputtering a little. "uh-" he didn't know where to start.
+She jumped a little, and quickly gave him a napkin.+ "Oh- My bad..." +She didn't mean to startle him.+
he cleaned himself up with the napkin, still coughing a little. "your fine. your fine."
+She giggled nervously, and rubbed her neck a little, moving her hair out of her face.+ "Anyways, I like the white macadamia nut cookies."
he sat there in silence for a moment. "grandma's snickerdoodles."
+She gasped.+ "Ooooh! I love snickerdoodles!" +Mix giggled at herself.+ "When older people make cookies they are so good!"
well you can start our own rp, but i'm sad to say you can join others rps.
she looked at the house nervously, debating on whether she should enter or not, she held her breath and opened the door
"h-hello?"
there was the sound of someone hitting there head on something in the kitchen. the place was well kept, it even had some decor. a deer mount on the wall. a antler here and there. the couch a velvet color. on the couch was a snake, around 4 foot long, black scales that had a rainbow hue when put into the light.
she smiled at the snake and headed to the kitchen, "hello" she said as she peeked around the corner
(my girls a succubus btw)
he groaned, lifting his head from under the sink. "theres a thing called knocking on the door." he grumbled. he had that mask still. he' wear it wherever he went.
"yeahhh.... do you know anything about the kidnappings?" she dove right into it, she was quite jumpy and didn't want to be there long
she could sense his nervousness and teleported on top of the counter," why so nervous then?" she smirked and giggled "if i didn't do anything wrong i would be calm and composed, but you, you're nervous, wanna tell me whyy?"
he growled. "no. leave." he huffed, he was working on the sink. fixing a loose pipe.