
full name →
Loki Harrison Husher
nickname(s) →
None
gender →
Male
date of birth →
16th of August
age →
17
eye color →
One of them is a pale green, while the other is still green it has obvious patterns (they look like swirls) of brown in them.
height →
4'10
body modifications →
A tattoo of very realistic looking angel wings on his back.
sexuality →
Homosexual
turn ons →
Tattoos, tall men, unique people/things, lip biting, physical attention
turn offs →
Loud people, idiots, animal haters, normal things.
love interest →
None yet
Gray and damp is the first two words that came to mind when you first viewed the small town, it was as if the days were repeating themselves. Wake up, get dressed, go to school, walk home, eat dinner, study, sleep. It was boring to say the least, he needed at least a hint of excitement or someone to keep him company through the boring days. Loki didn't understand why his mother decided to marry such an old man that lived in a place like this, she only married for the money since her first husband left her (which was also Loki's farther), but this time she claimed it was for 'love.' It was a weak comeback even for someone like her, after all she was the one to tell him love is just lust awaiting to be fulfilled.
Pale green eyes gazed around the town's small shops as he walked home from school, but they froze when he saw a large staircase leading up to a small building. He lazily headed towards it, cherry flavored lollipop hanging from his mouth as he walked. He let out a sigh from his nose as he put on his glasses to read the signs. Huh, cursed? Well what do I have to lose? I don't believe in these things anyways so nothing bad should happen. His eyes widened when he felt something pull him away from the large staircase. "Listen here, boy you will not go into that shrine. It's cursed tell you! Only bad things come from it." Ah, his step dad for the year. Loki pulled out the lollipop from his mouth, his unemotional eyes pinning the elder. "I can go wherever I want. Your not my farther, and the marriage you have with my mother will probably only last a year so please refrain yourself saying you are my new farther. I've heard it thousands of times." The teens voice showed no emotion as he spoke it made him sound dead.
Ignoring the shocked face from the man he swatted the hand off his shoulder pushing he lollipop once again in his mouth as he walked up the staircase. The dark haired boy only looked back once, sniggering at the terrified expression the old man wore, quickly taking off his glasses seeing no point in wearing them anymore. "How cowardly is he? There's no such thing as demons or curses just stories that some crazy old man told." His voice was muffled by the lollipop currently hanging out his mouth, he looked around giving himself a small nod as he pushed his hair out his face. Loki sighed around the sweet, he hated the brown in his eyes, it looked as if someone had dropped ink inside water that was the main reason he had bangs covering most of his face.
The teen glanced at the rather large shrine, his usual monotoned eyes seeming to lighten up with excitement as he shuffled closer to the large wishing well in the middle of the building. Digging coin out his pocket and closing his eyes, clearly not taking anything here seriously. "I wish for a pet demon." He flicked the coin inside he well, opening his eyes. Giggling childishly as he took the lollipop out his mouth, "See nothing happened." He told himself, ignoring the feeling of slight disappointment as he turned around.
plot::
Muse A finds a shrine that no body has visited in hundreds of years. Being the curious person Muse A is he prays to a God accidentally wishing for Muse B (A demon of some kind) to be his servant. Muse B slowly falls in love with Muse A, but there's a problem. Muse B thinks Muse A is a girl.
I'll roleplay Muse A.
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