Thanks for the invite Kalah. Um, does starting a prank war count as an overly demanding plot?
Name: Mephistophocles
Gender: Male
Age: ? ? ? ? ?
Appearance: He stands at 6 feet with a lean, yet attractive build. Despite his ple comlpexion, he could be considered attractive. He has wild, pale blonde hair which barely covers his left eyes and red, snake-like eyes.
Clothing: Mephisto's usual attire consists of a black coat which goes down to his knees and is usually left open, revealing his chest, black leather pants, knee-high boots which are, you guessed it, black anda spiked choker. He also normally wears blue contacts, but on this occasion, they're going to be green.
Personality: A joker, a gambler, a smooth talker and someone who just wont give up, especially when it comes to buying someone's soul. While he hates to loose, he doesn't hold grudges and has been known to cause a fair bit of mischief. He's usually a fun guy to be with, when he's not trying to talk you out fo your soul.
RPG: Blood and Magick II: The Forgotten
Bringing!?: He's trying to smuggle in some beers, as well as a practical joke kit.
Other: If you haven't figured it out already, Mephisto's a demon.
Mephistophocles
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Mephisto grinned as he saw the castle where the party was going to take place. He knew Ben said the place was going to be big, but it was HUGE. He looked down to see a few other of the guests walking towards it as well. Looks like he'd get there first.
When he was a few meters away, he fell from the sky, changing into his human form and landing gracefully on his feet. He walked up to the large doors and knocked. He raised an eyebrow when he heard someone shout "Someone's here! Someone's here!" The door opened to reveal a young man with red hair.
"Hello," he greeted politely. Mephisto gave his most friendly smile.
"Hey. I'm Ben's repersentative," he spoke as he handed the man the invitation, "I'm Mephistophocles, but you could just call me Mephisto." The man nodded.
"I'm Yuar," he said, " and this is Avyian." He gestured to the girl bouncing up and down behind him.
"Pleasure to meet you," he said as he stepped in, "am I the first one here?"
"Yeah," Yuar replied, "Let me show you around."
"Hold it!"
The two stopped and looked back in confusion as Avyian walked up to Mephisto. The young girl stuck her hand inside the demon's coat. The blonde stepped back in amazement. Was this girl trying to feel him up?
She gave a smug smile as she pulled out the six-packs Mephisto had hidden.
"Nice try," she said smugly, "But Kalah said this was to be a no-alchahol party! I'll just put these somewhere where you can't get them. You can have them back afterwards."
Mephisto just stood there, shocked as the girl ran off to hide his beer.
"How did she know?" he asked, trying to figure out how she knew he had beer.
"Relax Mephisto," Yuar spoke in a hushed tone so Avyian couldn't hear, "I snuck some alchahol in behind her back. I'll show you where it is, just don't let her know"
Mephisto stared at him in silence for a few moments before hugging him.
"You're a life-saver dude!"
"Okay, okay, just, let go of me!"
Mephisto released him.
"Sorry," he chuckled nervously while rubbing the back of his head, "Got a bit carried away."
"Not a problem. Come on."
Yuar led Mephisto down the hal towards the dining room.