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[frienderman312]

Name: Preston Reed
Weight: 110 pounds
Height: 5'11
Hair color: Dyed red
Eye color: Greenish blue
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Family: 12 brothers and one Mom
Personality: Kind, loyal, nice, caring, usually doesn't get into trouble
Sexuality: Bisexual
Info about him: HE IS BLIND. Preston wears special glasses to help him see....he is so blind that if you were to take his glasses all he would see is nothing...just darkness. :O
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[phantomsbreath]

Name: Mazzarin
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 108 lbs
Hair: copperish
Eyes: green
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Low ranking demon in the 4th circle.
Very charismatic but not altogether trustworthy. Doesn't tend to outright lie but will twist the truth if it fits his needs.
Tends to avoid talking about his life before he was a
Tends to dress in clothes that resemble a noble in the Victorian era, mainly to intimidate the humans he comes across.

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((Alright I'll start. :>

Preston was in his house with his brother Max. Max kinda looks like Preston but has white hair, one green eye, the other one is half green half brown. "Sooooooo Preston....Want to try to summon a demon?" He asked. "What!?...No Max we shouldn't I don't like to mess around with that stuff." Preston just stood up and left the living room to go the kitchen to get something to drink. "Besides what if something bad happens." He looked at his brother. "Awww come on Preston. Please. I promise nothing bad will happen. Plus ninety nine percent of the time nothing happens." He smiled and opened his book bag grabbed a Ouija board. "Either way I'm going do to summon one." Preston sighed. "Fine....something bad happens I'm coming after you." He walked into the living room and sat down across his brother.

After a while they got bored since nothing happened. Max sighed. "Welp it's getting late. I should go." He packed up his Ouija bored. "Bye." Max got out and left the room. Preston stood up and walked into the kitchen to make himself dinner. While cooking dinner he felt something watching him. He turned around and saw nothing. "Just me being paranoid....that's all." He said to himself.

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Mazzarin stood in the middle of a living room and watched two guys mess around with an ouija board. For a while he stood there and just debated on leaving, they didn't know what they'd be getting into if he actually showed himself. In the end he decided to just watch them and see what would happen. The white haired kid didn't really seem to be into the whole demon thing, and while it was so much fun terrifying the scared ones, it didn't leave much room for making deals. Besides, the last couple of times he had tried to get some scared lady to make a deal she called in the local bishop to do a banishing rite.

Eventually the white haired kid left, leaving Mazzarin alone with the red head. He followed the kid into the kitchen, debating how he was going to go about this. He could either make the guy think he was going crazy, make him think the house was haunted, or he could just show himself. He sat on top of the kitchen counter and watched him make food. He looked up at the clock and decided that he had been here way too without doing anything. He pushed a bowl off the edge of the counter to get his attention and let the illusion fade away, grinning at the guy. "You know it's impolite to invite people over and not offer them anything."

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Preston heard the bowl fall and looked at it. "haha funny Max." He then heard a voice that didn't sound like Max. The color drained from Preston's face. "...Who's there?..." His hands started to shake. Preston looked around and saw nothing. He ran to his room and grabbed his phone to call Max. "Hey Max....c-can I stay at your house?...Or can you stay the night here? I think there's a demon here." You could hear laughter on the other side of the phone. 'Alright. I'll be over in a few minutes.' Preston ended the call and looked out the window. "Max what have we done?" he asked himself. He felt scared and started to shake more.

A couple minutes go by and there was a knock at the front door. Preston ran to the door and opened it. "Hey Max." He let his brother in and then went to sit on the couch. "You're scared of a demon. Wow." Max rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen to finish up what Preston started to cook. Once he got done of cooking the food he grabbed two plates and put some food on it for Preston and some for himself. He brought it over to Preston. "There." Max sat down beside Preston and began to eat his food. "This is so cool! A real demon in your house!" Max smiled at his brother. "No. It's not cool Max! You're crazy." He lightly hit his brother.

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Mazzarin chuckled softly when he heard the other boy, Max, was coming back over. He didn't typically deal with more than one person at a time, two people had stronger wills than one alone, but there was no way they'd actually be able to do anything to him. Unless one of them had secretly learned the entirety of the Greater Key of Solomon and decided that they had enough people to trap him. Which had only happened once. On Halloween. He had learned not underestimate groups after that, no matter how childish they looked.

He watched Preston as he opened the door for Max, he could feel that the fear was starting to wane with the two and that was not how he wanted this night to go. If they wanted to summon a demon, then they could deal with one. Of course Mazzarin knew, just as well as anyone who had been doing this as long as he had been, that dramatic entrances were half of the fun. It always favored him more when people were too scared to contradict or question the deals before they were signed. He stood in front of table watching them sit down. He waited for a lull in the conversation before he snapped his fingers and the glasses and plates on the table shattered, with it he let the illusion of invisibility fall. He grinned and mockingly bowed at the two of them, "At your service."

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When the plates and glasses shattered, Preston and Max looked over. When Preston saw the demon he screamed. "Oh....my...goodness.. A REAL DEMON!" Max smiled and shook his brother. "PRESTON THERE IS A REAL DEMON IN YOUR HOUSE! I'M SO JEALOUS!" Preston shook his head. "No Max...I don't want a demon in my home." He got up. "You can deal with the demon since you seem so interested in them." He ran up stairs to his room and locked the door. Max just looked at demon. "I can't believe you're real. It's so amazing!"

While Preston is in his room he just laid there shaking his head. "This can't be real....This is just a dream right?" He closed his eyes and wished it was a dream. He was so scared. Preston just took off his glasses and put them beside him. "I should maybe sleep. Maybe Max can get rid of the demon." He yawned and went to sleep. Max just smiled. "Hi, I'm Max. What's your name?" He asked. "Oooooo.....we should prank my brother. Scare him even more. Oh boy this will be fun."

[phantomsbreath]

Mazzarin watched as Preston darted out of the room and up the stairs. It was always amusing watching people realize that they actually summoned a demon and weren't just messing around. Slightly disappointing in some cases, usually them running off immediately ends up with Mazzarin making no deals and just being a waste of his evening. He was determined to get something out of tonight so he turned to Max who was staring at him in awe.

"Amazing? Interesting choice of words, but not surprising." Mazzarin scoffed at the request to 'prank' the brother, "I'm not sure if you know what you got yourself into when you summoned me, but you certainly can't just order me around." He glanced at the shards of glass on the table, "Get me an offering, or food at the very least, and then we can talk about terrorizing your brother." Mazzarin leaned against the table, "I'm sure we can come to some kind of arrangement or deal of some sorts, don't you?"

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Max thought for a moment. "Not my house. Got to ask Preston if you can have food." Max stood up. "I should clean this up.....maybe even leave before he kills me." Max laughed to himself. He went to the kitchen and got something to clean up the mess. He then threw away the glass and put everything else away. "Preston is a nice person. You might like him." He smiled and then grabbed his book bag. "He most likely asleep right now. Have a nice night. Good bye." Max walked out of the house and went to his own house.

Preston woke up after some time. He was thirsty. He put on his glasses and went down stairs to get some water. Preston has completely forgotten about Mazzarin. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass. He filled it up with water and took a couple sips of it. He walked back over to the stairs and went back to his room. He placed the glass on the table then went over to the window and looked out of it. The moon was bright that night.