"I don't know where I'll end up after all the mess I made from above and below...but God forbid anybody get in my way. Cause there's gonna be hell to pay." #RP
(I know my time is short here so far but I just want to say thank you all who followed me. I hope to make your RP experiences fun and get the chance to be freinds.)
A friend helped me get a new stylus so as a thank you I'm doing
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@DEMONINVSTIGATR (Lmfao what the fuck is wrong with this dude? Either they're envious or just feeling like being a dick that day. Hope losers like them didn't tick you off.)
he didn't like the look of who stands before him. The cape stopped at the tip of his boots as the man asked whom Spawn might be, leaving him to remain on guard.
"...Someone who doesn't want to add another statistic if he doesn't leave."
The skies are dark and desolate, perfect for anything that may want to remain hidden within the shadows at this time of day. Spawn resides on top of a high rise in New York City trying to find solace from his recent resurrection and lost chance at love once again.
Just as his mind began to drift however, his cape began to move on it's own accord. Just a feet away it spotted a man wearing all red and adorning devil horns appeared staring at him as he remained cloaked in the shadows. His eyes bruned a green hue as-
"Why have youβve come to interrupt Doomβs reading time on thermodynamics Reader?
Be quick for I shall lose my patience if you have no reasons other than to annoy me."
His cape obscures his body making it difficult to visibly see him fully. As she talked talking to him, he glanced over his shoulder to notice her for a moment before looking away again.
"....."