Posts by EMALF L.

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the demon stood at the border, amber optics covered by a pair of shades.

" yo, anyone here? i'm here to crash this party. my name's emalf, and i'm joining this joint."
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this piece of trash is open for -
- friends
- bestfriends (or as he refers to them, broskis)
- romantic interests (he is actually pretty abusive, so it's not going to be a happy relationship)
- drinking buddies (also broskis)

he is very hetero and therefore will end all of his interactions with other males with a 'no homo, bro' god this loser

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" the coolest one here? well, you just got beat. these shades are gucci, pinky." he grinned. " no homo though." he felt the need to add that at the end of every interaction with a guy. he was heterosexual as fuck.
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frenemies with em??
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yes they do
want me to make?
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" nah. no tour. i can show myself around. thanks though." he grinned, then heard short's insults.

he walked over and placed a bat wing across her back. " hey, cutie, want me to show you a good time tonight? i'm a demon in bed."

as he stood by shortstuff, he turned to natsu. " it's not 'goofy' it's 'gucchi.' 'goo-chee.'" he stuck his tongue out. " it's for cool, rich people. unlike you."
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" hmph." the demon lazily flicked his tail, putting his shades on. why was he even here? to go find a higher-up demon to mentor him? he wasn't sure anymore. the reason he wasn't in hell was because he sought out someone stronger to teach him but that idea sorta crumbled. did he want to bang chicks? maybe.

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emalf turned to the about-to-drink femme and wiggled his invisible cat eyebrows as he padded over to her. " maybe with a few of those drinks, you'll end up in my bed." he winked, conjuring up alcohol for himself.
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pervy-mc-glasses padded over, adjusting his sunglasses. ' poison?" emalf asked with a curious gaze.
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ic;; " hot damn. she's got a nice ass... she's pretending she doesn't like me, but, c'mon... who doesn't like me?"

ooc: shortstuff is love. shortstuff is life #emstuff2015
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" money has value. you'll see soon enough." he grinned. " actually, my parents named me emalf. it's flame backwards. cool, isn't it?"
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" hm. you're a tough one." emalf said, popping the top off his drink and taking a sip. " how many does it take?"
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// yep, emalf is flame backwards c:
he's actually from an rpg where almost everyone's name is some word backwards- it's called the gray garden! super cool rpg and it's free

emalf padded over, noticing the kid deep in thought. " whatcha' doin? don't eat those fish. fish don't die like that. it's... like they've been poisoned or something."

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" are you... crying over fish?" emalf said, blinking and tilting his head. " dude, they're... fish. we eat em."
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emalf didn't particularly care for alliance requests. in the long run, they never helped out. though that mindset may have come from his upbringing in the exiles. he stood next to his leader.
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