"would you risk it all?"// w the lost city

[moonlessnight.]

this is a roleplay between myself and the lost city. please do not post if you are not us!

[DraconisSumeris]

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тнe ɗɛɱѳɳ prιnce zeвυlon

•• Cyrus Sheppard -Human identity.••

••3rd in the line of succession for
the throne of the demon realm ••

єνєя ωση∂єя ωну... ∂яαgσηѕ αяє ∂єρι¢тє∂ αѕ єνιℓ?
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уєαн, ηєιтнєя ∂σ ι. вυт ιтѕ αη συтяαgє!




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Possessive/Lazy/Charismatic/Adaptable

Zebulon isn't naturally Charismatic but can
use the skill when he wants to, he is typically
too lazy to be truely charming all the time.
In fact he's typically too lazy to do much of
anything unless its needed, having a particular
fondness for humanity's gadgets that excel
at wasting time. He skates by in both the
demon world and the human world, although
there can be times that he is fairly diligent
in what he does. He tends to be fairly possessive,
and Definitely doesn't like it when his brothers
take his things. Amongst other things,
Zebulon's greatest skill is his adaptability.
Everywhere from a battle ground to the
every day dregs of life, without it he would
have been dead long ago. being a long lived
creature, he's had to adapt to a few different centuries
in human culture.

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While cruising around looking like
a human in their later 20's, Zebulon is
actually about 542, give or take a year.
He hasn't counted in a while.


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Demons normally spend their first century
or so learning to be a demon, so to speak.
Tips of the trade, how to take advantage
of humans too stupid or where too trusting.
The fathers of the demonic family where
in charge of this.

He ditched most of those years, spending
his youth around his mother, learning a
completely different trade: Alchemy. Since
he lacks the dark magic so common to
his kind, he instead uses other types of
magics, borrows them so to speak, as
he doesn't possess them himself.

After his coming of age rite, he started
to spend most of his time in the human
world, tired of the darkness of the
Demonic realm.

Now he hardly returns to the demonic
realm, having built a fairly comfortable
estate in the human world.


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Demonic Form

Among his kind Zebulon is viewed as
fairly weak. His demonic form over all
isn't very big, about the size of a semi
truck in length.

His attack features as well aren't very
impressive, with a thin whispy tounge,
a dull tail spade and dull looking claws.
He does not possess any venom or dark
magic as is common among demons.

He is, however, in the line of
succession for a reason, despite his
weak appearence.

He can shift into three forms,
Base Demonic *pictured*, Human *pictured*
and a small version of his demonic form
*basically a chibi version of his base
demonic form*

He prefers to spend most of his time
in his human form.




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I'll have to finish this when i return from school tomorrow xD sorryy

[moonlessnight.]

name;; mia renee declair
age;; nineteen
gender;; female
sexual orientation;; heterosexual

positive traits;; mia is overall a kind person. she is also quite caring of others, especially animals. mia has a gentle soul, she hardly ever gets angry, and is always trying to find ways to help out.
neutral traits;; despite her wanting to help, mia is quite shy, and normally prefers to keep to herself rather than embarrass herself in a conversation where she is too nervous to participate properly in. mia is also fairly quiet, a part of keeping to herself.
negative traits;; the girl is very timid, always wary of new things or meeting new people. she is also quite easily frightened, not much a fan of horror movies.
likes;; mia adores any time of animal, but birds are most certainly her favorite. she loves their beautiful calls and occasionally bright colors. she also loves music, her favorite instrument being the piano, which she quite enjoys playing.
dislikes;; mia isn't a fan of horror movies, or anything scary. she has a fear of spiders, though she never tries to hurt them. she dislikes rude people, and tends to try and avoid them.

relationship;; mia is currently in no relationship.
kin;; the only family mia has is her mother and her aunt, though her aunt lives far away. her mother and her have always been quite close.

[DraconisSumeris]

Zebulon (Cyrus) | The Demon Prince | At: Home




A little ways off from a large bustling city, lay a large estate. Nestled in a groove of trees, the large home and its occupants went unnoticed from the city folk and country side folk alike. it was spacious, and held a stable of horses. Inside, the owner of the grand estate was finally waking up, despite the blazing heat of the afternoon.

Zebulon poked his head out from his mound of covers, his poofy long black hair frizzled. The home was eerily quiet, besides the mummers and noises of life that came from outside.

"i ought to tend to the horses." He muttered with a yawn, shuffling up and plopping on fresh clothes. He was fond of long coats in particular, enjoying the ominous presence they gave, even though practically nobody wore them anymore. It took him an hour alone to get his hair to lie stright on his head, considering it lay well below his shoulder blades. Then cheerily left his room to look after his animals - The only company he really had at the moment - and made sure they where all right, stopping to rub their noses.

"Sorry, no apples today. Got to remember to get more..." he mused, rubbing the nose of a particularly spirited blood bay stallion named Avalon

After his little tasks where done, he decided to plop back down and fire up his game system, having aquired a new game recently that intrigued him.

[moonlessnight.]

m i a

tears streamed down the young girl's face, her hand grasping her mother's gently. the stench of the hospital flooding her nose as her weak mother laid in bed, sound asleep. as a nurse came in and spoke of visiting times being over, mia wiped her tears, pressing a gentle kiss to her mother's forehead and rising to her feet, quietly exiting the room before walking out of the hospital. however, the nurse quickly grabbed her arm, stopping her and handing her a note. "say these words after burying your picture in a crossroad. it will save your mother." she whispered before releasing mia.

mia, confused and upset, quickly rushed out of the hospital, wiping her eyes once more. she eyed the paper, chewing her lip. mia was one that believed in myths, so perhaps this one would actually work? driving home, the girl dug through her box of photos, finding the most recent one before looking up a nearby crossroad, bringing a handheld garden shovel. driving to the crossroads, she parked on the side and dug a hole in the middle, placing her picture before burying it.taking out the note, she took a deep breath and recited the words, before waiting in silence, sniffling softly.

[DraconisSumeris]

Zebulon (Cyrus) | The Demon Prince | At: Who knows where?! I



"Aha!" Zebulon shouted in triumph, finally getting past an irritating quest. A sudden chill filled his room - a summons - before he had a chance to save his game, the magics inbued on a summons activated, transporting him instantly to where ever the summoner was. A controller still in his hands, he peered at the human, who was quite obviously shaken up.

His eyes glowed a lime green for a few seconds, before settling down to their normal inky black. He quickly hid his controller in one of his pockets, then took the time to study her in more detail.

"I Hope you are aware you summoned a Demon, miss, because false notifications are irritating." He spoke to her, even though his wording was direct he kept his tone soft and soothing.

[moonlessnight.]

m i a

the female nearly screamed as a person appeared from thin air, her eyes widening drastically and stuttering to speak. at his words, tears filled her eyes. "d-demon?" she questioned, shaking her head rapidly. "i just wanted to help my mom," she explained softly, though she took a few steps away from the male who claimed he was a demon. i mean, he did appear out of nowhere. but...weren't demons supposed to be mean and cruel?

this man did not seem like that, but he could be acting. she clasped her hands together, putting her hands over her mouth. did she really think this would summon a fairy godmother or something? shaking her head, she pushed aside the fear, demons had some magic, right. "can you help my mom?" she then whispered.

[DraconisSumeris]

Zebulon (Cyrus) | The Demon Prince | At: Who knows where?! I



He arched an eyebrow, amused at her frightened reaction. "Yes, Demon. Ya know. Creatures of darkness and all of that? And as for your mother, i can do most anything, for a price. " Zebulon assured. Even without dark magic the remedies i learned from my own brood should be sufficient. He thought to himself. It had been quite a bit since he had been summoned last, but he was still well versed in many things.

He took the liberty of examining his surroundings, trying to identify the area he was in.

Considering he couldn't simply teleport himself back to his home once the task had been completed, he'd have to find a human like way back.

[moonlessnight.]

m i a

as the demon spoke of helping her mother for a price, all the fear seemed to have disappeared. if she could help her mother, she would. "what price?" she questioned warily, chewing on her lower lip in slight worry. "i-i don't have much money.." she murmured quietly, a small frown pulling at her lips. and it was true, her mother's medical bills were quite the amount.

the girl hugged herself, staring at the ground lost in thought. could he truly help her mother? what if it was just some scam?..no,even if it was, it was worth a try. she needed her mom to get better. she was so young. she always talked about going sailing around the world as if it were her dream. maybe she would be able to do that after this.

[DraconisSumeris]

Zebulon (Cyrus) | The Demon Prince | At: Who knows where?! I

He looked at her thoughtfully. She did seem desperate. "I do not need your money. Typically the price would be your soul... I don't really have a use for one though. Hmm...." He tapped his chin thoughtfully glancing up as he did so.

"How about a life for a life? In exchange for her saving your mothers life, your life becomes mine. " He suggested, returning his gaze to meet hers.