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~^°•°•°•°=Satan's Temple=°•°•°•°^~



Cry's temple is located at the farthest reach of outside Xennel and takes a very long time to get to. It is dark and often to silent for the weak willed to fend through, considering that his temple gives off a sort of evil, insane essence. Though Cry can take the a effects away if he feels it nessecary and isn't always in his temple, considering that he isn't the most reliable out of the two siblings. Despite the common misconception that Cry hates his sister, he actually allows her access whenever she wants, even if she can be quite annoying.

The Shrine Guardians



°°••The shrine guardians usually take the forms of two young innocent looking twin boys. They are very obedient and don't talk unless nessecary. In fact they haven't talked, but their voices are close to the voices of angels. Though, with a more unnerving edge to it. They both have the ability to shape shift and clone themselves and are weapon experts. One of them, Kida, is actually a bit of a klutz, so he occasionally drops things. Though Kisa makes up for that by being exceptionally quick and coming to Kida's rescue when he needs it. The ironic thing is that the two are not really related, yet they get along with each other quite a bit and even gossip when they think they're alone.••°°

Cry's Bedroom


Cry's Bathroom


Kitchen


Main Room


°°••The main room is a very clean and relatively dark room that is decorated with candles and statues of sacred people who have died in the name of shadow, the ones that Satan respected. There is also a donation box in the front of the last statue and a prayer rug. When Cry is here he is usually sitting in the main chair waiting for news.••°°

Kazuma panted as he finally reaached the entrance of the temple of his beloved Satan. He stared up at the surreal sight of the temple. He would've cried if that was part of his persionality. It wasn't so he didn't. anywyays.
"OH great Satan, would you ever grant a lowly servat such as I access to your magnifisant home?!" He half praised half wondered half pleaded etc. Saying such words aloud. The words echoed and dissapeared into the darkness. Kazuma grinned sardonically. He walked steadily up and through the entrance

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Cry sighed as he crossed the treacherous 2d world of Mario, gasping, "What do you mean the princess is in another castle? Douche bag should of waited on the steps like I told her." He mumbled blankly, not really caring for his visitor who didn't seem interesting in the slightest.

(pfft)


Kazuma alked into the main room. To normal people, his ragged and dirty appearance would of been frightning. To beging with, his shirt was not in its place. (as he was getting here, the thorn bushes claimed it). His pants were in tatters. one pant sleeve cut off at the thighs. The other ripped beyond repair. His hair was a mess. THorns, leaves and all types of shiiz had found their home in his hair. His bare chest with covered in cruises and cuts. and you get it. But it didn't take away from his handsome face adn abs. only made him gloomier looking (which he already was originally).

He glanced at him faintly, adjusting his mask, "Oh, Hm. I don't buy anything and I don't give to charities. I really need to put up a no solicitation sign" he murmured before sighing and closing his psp, "Anywho, you obviously came here for a reason, what is it you want?" He asked, folding his arms as Carmano peeked over his shoulder.

Kazuma stared up at Satan, stars in his eyes. He collapsed onto his knees and bowed down deeply. had he been in closer proximity to Satan he'd have kissed his shoes.
"I want nothing more than being in your presence my Lord"

He tilted his head, holding a fist out to fist bump him, "Cudos for devotion." He said blankly.

(lol)

Kazuma stared at his own fist as if he would never wash it but he wasn't that type of fan. "My Lord, it would be my greatest honour to serve you as my master"

He sat back, tilting his head to the side, "Really? What if I'm a masochist who is driven solely on pain? You'd be in agony. Of course I'm speaking in hypothetical terms" he replied.

Kazuma's face did not change. Well his face was blank. h=Which might be counter to his cynical persionality but w/e. Characters develop. ANywyas. So Kazuma looked up at Satan.
"For you, i would do anything!"

He sighed, "Fine. Do what you need to." He replied calmly.

Kazuma's dark face lit up. "What might i do for you my Lord?"

He tilted his head to the other side. Sighing, he gestured to the floor, "The shrine guardians haven't been doing very good with cleaning this place up, I suppose you could start with that" he replied.

Kazuma tilted his head to the side "Where might i find cleaning implements?"

He pointed to a door close to them, "Storage closet" he said blankly, somewhat coldly as he pulled out a ds and began occupying himself with a puzzle game.

Kazuma didn't really expect such work given to him. But for Satan he'd do anything.
"And if my lord want anyone dead, i'm an assassinand will be willing to dirty my hands for you." he said as he got the cleaning shiz and started cleaning.

He bit his lip, "Well, I would, but the my family shares a trained mercenary with the reaper kings. He goes by the name of Dead Pool." He murmured, yawning faintly.

Kazuma frowned. He sighed and cleaned up. Did Satan hate him? was it beacuse he was an angel? no...he was pretty sure he was hideing his angelic presence or w/e hidden and tied with his strings....

Cry sat back, folding his arms out of boredom. He let out a sigh.

Kazuma finished cleaning, using his strings to puppeteer the cleaning implements to multitask and he was done in no time.
"My lord, is there anything you would like me to do?"

He sighed, "Something interesting" he replied, sitting in his chair upside down, his head hanging over the seat, his hair flying downwards in boredom.

Kazuma cocked his head "Like what?"

He shrugged, "Well ma-" he stopped when Dead Pool walked in with a bag of something, dripping a red substance on the floor.

"See, what did I tell you, Deady knows best! Anywho, money now" he said, his skin tight spandex suit having slight blots of darker red here and there as he approached Cry.

Kazuma stared at deadpool. Who was this guy? He seemed close enough to Satan to act in the way he does in front of the ulmighty lord....how could HE become like that? He glared at deadpool with jeaoulusy.

Cry looked down at the bag, "Wow. That was fast." He said quietly.

"Like I said, takes skill and awesomeness. Hey, who's this guy?" He asked, setting the bag down.

"angel servant. By the way, you never told me your name" he said, gazing over at Kazuma.

Kazuma's eyes widened slightly. FIgures. the ulmighty Stana knew he was an angel.
"Kazuma my Lord" he gave a half bow. Although his real name is kazama but his creator wrote it wrong everywhere apart from his profile but likes the name kazuma better.

He nods, "Right." He replied, "Kazuma meet-"

"Its Dead Pool, rhymes with so cool, no school and" he held a mask similar to Batman's up, "I'm to good for this job" he said darkly before laughing and holding a hand out for him in greeting

Kazuma raised an eyebrow. This guy was even more arrogant than he was. Although he wouldn't dare be arrogant to the ulmightly Satan.
"Hello" he said simply.

Dead pool blinked, his hand falling down slowly as he scratched the back of his neck, "Right." He murmured.

Cry sighed, "I've got a contract for you Dead Pool. Its imperative that this gets done as soon as possible" he said.

Kazuma took a step foward "My Lord, if i may, can i please help complete the contract? or at least see the type of jobs i might do as your servant?"

Cry gazed at him, "Well you see, this is a very special contract. You may come with him, but it's not something I trust strangers to do for me." He replied.

"Aw what?! Come on, how am I supposed to do my slice and dice with this little puppy following me around?" He whined.

Kazuma's fist tightened "I am not as weak as you think!" He said, glaring at deadpool. He then turned to Cry "If there is anyway i can prove my loyalty to you My Lord i would do it"

Dead Pool tsked, "Buah, my mojo is screwed." He murmured, annoyed and slightly offended.

"You never had a mojo" the voice in his head chimed.

"I told you to shut it mouthy!" He shouted at himself.

Cry sighed, handing Dead Pool the contract instructions.

Kazuma's eyebrows furrowed. "My Lord! Please let me assist in this mission!!"

Cry rubbed his neck in thought before letting out a light sigh, "Fine." He said blankly.

Kazuma's dark face lit up again. "Thank you very much My Lord" He said, giveing a very very low bow. "Might you have any clothes i might be able to wear?" He asked, gesturing to his ragged clothes.

Cry nodded, "I'm not sure if Dead Pool would allow you to borrow an outfit, mostly because it wouldn't fit and his exceeding arrogance would disable him from seeing reason. So... Hmmm. What do you prefer, black, or white?" He asked.

"Black" He said without hesitation. Kazuma once again wondered why he had been born an angel.

He nodded, conjuring up a ninja like uniform. It was black of course. Though it had pentagrams on each of the wrist cuffs.

Cry wondered where his shrine guardians were... Somewhere around here.

Kazuma acceoted the clothes graciously and changed quickly. He then walked over deadpool. "Where to?"

Dead Pool sighed dramatically. He looked back over at Cry, "Come on man. You've got to be kidding me! I'm a mercenary, not a travel guide!" He whimpered before shaking his head slowly and walking out.

Kazuma hurried to follow him. He'd been on enough assassins job with Luke so he felt confident.

<< We can just rp it here if you want. >>

(lol kk)

<< Oh, BTW cookie, if you'd like you could join my assassin's school roleplay. I just made it. Its supernatural too >>

Dead Pool hummed the tune to Milkshake under his breath, playing with his katana boredly.

(Sure i'll give it a go_)


Kazuma followed wearily. He didn't know where they were going and this guy was really weird.

<< Its not completely finished yet, but here's the link. https://www.goodreads.com/group/show/... >>

Dead Pool yawned, stretching and looking down at the map, "K so what were we doin again?" He asked.

Kazuma rolled his eyes "How the heckwould i know?! You're the one who was given the cotract you should know this!!"

He put a finger up to Kazuma's mouth to shush him. "Step one to being a good mercenary, shut the hell up and let the boss talk" he chuckled and read the instructions. "K so Mr.target guy is fourty six miles from here. We're gonna have to fast travel!" He exclaimed, "Have no fear! Reaper Deady is here!" He exclaimed in a total hero voice, "Heh, never got to say that in the comics" he smirked, grabbing Kazuma's hand and teleporting.