Name? "Hm, its bad for a demon to tell a human its name, you know~" [Ken'ichi Tarou]

Age? "Hm, i stopped counting after the last few thousands~" [Unknown Looks arround 19 or Twenty]

Gender? "I was born of what you idiots call a 'male'"

Species? "Why should i spill~? Ive allready been reduced to sutch an unruly pitiful human level..." [Demon of playing cards]

Sexuality? "Males absolutely fascinate me~!" [Depends on how you look at it...]

Height? "Why, im five foot eight~!"

Appearance? "Hm, look all you want, but if you touch, you burn alive~"

Personality? "Hm, thats a pretty pointless thing to ask for..." [Well, it really depends on how far you get along with him. At first, his facade arround humans can be seen as rude, rash, and pushy, but once he gets comfortable with you, which isn't easy, he'll start to wear that doen to an almost friendly level. Though that takes some serious signs of trusts. But, in the end, if he acts nicer and kinder arround the person of his interest, its a sign of serious trust between the two of them. To him, its the greatest compliment one can get.]

Likes? "The screams of the dishonest and pitiful as i crush their bodies one by one~"

Sweets- In all of his time in the human world, sweets are one of the only desserts he can truly enjoy.

Bunnies- Well, thats a given. With his familiar being sutch a creature, its only normal that he does indeed like the animal.

Cards/Card games- The demon enjoys a good, fair game of cards, since the games to him are relaxing.

Fried foods- Other than sweets, these were the only foods he gets for free with a good game of cards. So, naturally, he eventually began to like the taste of most foods that are fried, though it's not necessary for him to eat like humans.

Bars/clubs/cassinos- Theyre the only places he's allowed to do what he likes in extange for shelter at night and free food. Plus, its a great scourse of food.

Sinners...?- Since he has an iorn deficiency due to being malnourished, he lures sinners/'bad' humans into his trap of a game of cards in exchange for their lifes. From there, vamire style, he takes the blood in a rather... painful way, and collects their souls.

Dislikes? "Hm.... im not sure..."

His family- A worthless disfunctional family, that treated the small demon... horribly to say the least.

Small, closed off spaces- He has terrible claustrophobia, and will beg and plead to leave confinement until his voice his horse and he's bruised and bloody. You can thank his gracious 'family' fir this growth of fear.

Liars and humans- He despises them. Why? They take advantage of those lesser if them, and brag about there ih so perfect lives. Have none of them stopped to realize how mutch that hurts those arround them?

Pain- Tarou hates it, despises it with every inch of his being. You'd think with what he'd been though, all of it would be numb by now, but... the feeling only makes his remember what he's tried to forget.

Being looked at/examined- The thought of being judged based on how he acts and looks was a tactic used by his parents to ensure gear of them, and with his bad association with the action, he assumes that hes going to get hurt or yelled at afterwards.

The state of his body- The demon is a rather.. thin creature due to malnourishment, and hates it when people see how skinny he is and pitty him...

Birthday/sign? "My 'birthday'....? Whats that...?" [Unknown]

Backstory? [You'll have to find that out in the rp]

Quotes?

"Tch... back off..."

"Ugh, stop drinking, your blood isn't worth it with all of this pointless flavoring!"

"Eh? Dont you dare speak of my family!"

"What about a game of cards?"

Others:

- He feeds off of the blood and soul of a human. How does he get this? He kills-- though he kills his victims in a weird way.. he lures them into a trap and forces them to play a game of cards with a set of tarrot cards. He playes them over until you lose, and he then kills them, cutting them with the cards for their blood, and then finally taking their souls. Cruel, but it feeds him.

~Smut~

Position? "Hm.. im not quite sure~" [Seke]

Turn ons? "Dont even get me started~" [Find out~]

Turn offs? "Hmph, im done now... your soul please?" [Find out~]

Scenario--

[Just read the Cards]

It was a stupid idea to begin with.... To say the least, you were drunk. And you and a few friends decided you would do something incredibly stupid... You and your small band of drunken idiots decided to treck out to a "haunted" building in the woods. It was old, rundown, and hardly anyone knew about it. But anyways, all you took with you was some spray paint, candles, a pack of matches, and a small pocket knife. Im pretty sure you get the jist from there..... You entered the building and began your silly little joke, spray painting a pentagram into the bottom floor of the rundown building. You then laid out the candles, using the matches to light the candles. You then slit the palm of your hand and dropped the blood into the center of the star. Of course, you hadn't expected anything to happen, but of course, something did happen... Right before your eyes, the circle irrupted in green flames. They only stayed there for a few seconds when it appeared. It was a boy, standing in the center of the circle, a ring of tarrot cards staying suspended arround him, the only thing illuminating the room at this point were the remaining green flames. By now, your only friends with sence running off in a screaming fit. "Hm? A summoner? How curious~" He said with a sick grin, you....?

[Demon hunters beware, this little demon knows how to play~]

Rumors. Thats all that seemed to spread around the city at this time of the year... It was october, and the only thing that seemed to be in the air was death-- quite litterally. Anyways, you were a demon hunter. And this year, you were assigned to a string of... "bizarre" murders. What was so bizarre? A few things actually-- Firt of all, they all took place in cassinos, clubs, and bars, each victim having been killed in a different location. Second of all, each victim had multiple lacerations, cuts, burns, and scratches enveloped on their bodies. And last off all, each had a different card in their pockets, or on them in general. It was odd, and you decided to investigate it. After many hours of mapping and figuring out where the next murder was going to be, you finally figured it out, immediately setting off.

The location was a club... It was well packed, but thankfully you knew where to look... You made your way to the bartender and only told him two words. After that, his joyous smile faded and he exited the bar area to grab your arm, dragging you back behind the bar to some sort of "room". Once he shoved you inside, he shut the door, which locked you into the pitch black room-- well it wasn't exactly pitch black. In the middle of the room sat a green haired boy, a lamp from the celing the only thing illuminating the blackjack-like table. Once her saw you, he perked up, a sort of sick grin on his face. "Please, do sit down my guest!" He chimed, his odd vibrant green eyes staring into your own. you....?

[please dont try to leave yet, just take the seat at the table :3]

Take this fuckery while i murder wattpad for deleting my book