An Altered Past | 1x1 Helluva Boss RP with Unidentified
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An Altered Past | 1x1 Helluva Boss RP with Unidentified
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Posted 2024-11-02 04:54:21 (edited)
|| OOC will be in messages, and not in the actual thread || || Clarisse ||  (Art by me) Gender/Pronouns: Female, She/They Species: Baphomet || Hades ||  (Art by me) Gender/Pronouns: Female, She/They Species: Hellhound |
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Posted 2024-11-02 05:10:11
She was 17. Hope was low, as the puppies were those that were adopted. Unlucky her, her cage-mate was a pup. A brat at that. He punched and poked her, just for fun. Hades had enough. He threw a bottle at her, and the hellhound threw it back, hitting the head with incredible force. |
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Posted 2024-11-02 06:49:20
Similarly close in age, a young (but not that young) baphomet demon was wandering the empty streets and dark corners of the Sloth Ring. She was short in height, so much so that she could have easily been mistaken for a younger age than she actually was, which happened more often than not and quite bothered her… but she wasn't the type to correct people too much. Not usually. She heard a commotion from a building off to the side, her hooves clacking against the smooth concrete as she turned and approached. An adoption center?… Interesting. The flame atop the candle on her head winded and writhed as her curiosity grew. She crept into the building, finding the workers asleep and a mess of cages in the back. Ah, that's where the noise was coming from. |
 🏳️🌈Unidentified🏳️⚧️ #140056 |
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Posted 2024-11-02 06:56:24
"Leave me alone for once you dumb fuck! I'm close to death, just give me less than three months of peace!" She growled at the pup. Yet, instead of backing down, the little brat threw another bottle at her. This one, broken, and the sharp ends almost hit Hades. "What. The. Fuck?" It was quiet, but ominous. |
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Posted 2024-11-02 07:02:32
Clarisse stood in silence, watching the two teenaged hellhounds fight… well, watching one throw glass bottles and the other shout at them. She frowned slightly, her flame twisting, turning her head to glance towards the sleeping workers up front. It didn't seem they would be stopping the fight anytime soon. Her curved horns provided cover for her face, but not the rest of her as one of the thrown bottles came flying through the air- right towards her. The two hellhounds wouldn't even realize she was outside their cages across the room until the glass bottle was caught in her hooves with a clink rather than a smash. |
🏳️🌈Unidentified🏳️⚧️ #140056 |
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Posted 2024-11-02 07:07:12
Grabbing the other hellhound by the neck, she pulled them close enough that it was clearly a threat. "Look. I die in three months. Mind giving me some peace in my final moments?" She growled, her claws sliding out. The brat nodded furiously, and Hades let him go. Returning to her side of the cage, she sat down and curled up in the only place non-visible from afar. |
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Posted 2024-11-02 07:17:47 (edited)
Rather than approach the clearly angry hellhound, Clarisse stepped away from the cages and glanced up at the counter the worker sat behind. The man was clearly asleep. She lifted her arms to heft herself up so she could see properly, tapping the counter with her hooves in an attempt to wake him. "…Hello? Sir?…" Her voice was soft. At the rate she was going, he was more likely to awake from the burning candle sitting quite close to his face. |
🏳️🌈Unidentified🏳️⚧️ #140056 |
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Posted 2024-11-02 07:20:18 (edited)
"Hm, what? If your not here to adopt, leave" His voice was deep. Glaring a the goat in front of him, he pushed her back so that he wasn't burnt by the candle. Sitting up straight, he crossed his arms and waited. |
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Posted 2024-11-02 07:30:23
The goat demon tumbled off the counter and fell to the ground even though the man didn't push her that hard, but found her footing again and stepped back rather than step closer. "Ah… sorry, mister. I, um… maybe would like to adopt one o them hounds…?" She offered a nervous smile, patting her gown to reach for her wallet. "How, ah, how much?" |
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Posted 2024-11-02 07:34:09
He huffed. "Your crazy. But, if you insist. The younger one is $10, while the older one is free. She is close to the age where we... have to remove them, so you would be doing us a favour." He informed the baphomet. Pointing towards two clipboards on the wall next to their cage, he added something else. "There is information on the two on the clipboards. One you look at those, tell me which one you'd like" |
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