Raine walks into someone and starts talking to them. Liliya sighs, moving from the lamppost and through the crowds.
Raven observes the scene of Raine and Shade and raises an eyebrow. Sparrow smiles and eyes a man in he alleyway. "Ooh, a new prey. I'll be right back!" She skips towards the man with a smile on her face but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.
Walks into a knife store and uses my lust powers"hey sexy nice knives"the owner smiles and walks up to me"you like knives" Shade smirks"yep I do"
The man takes her hand, smiling as if he felt in a safe place. Maya slowly grows a nail and stabs it into his hand, his flesh darkening. "By midnight tonight you will be like me, apart of an ever growing army my sweet." Maya laughs as the man panics and runs off.
(Shade Id like to inform you after some deciding that you are formally removed from the Rp, one of the main reasons being that you're Skelly wasn't fully complete. Also the fact you're very new to Rp brings down the story a bit as you are not following the idea as we hoped. Sorry for the inconvenience.)
"I want to show you this one knife"owner goes into the back and shade smirks as his arm melts into the shadows "I want to show you something to"owner comes back and shade pulls out a demon shadow sword and slices her in half and shadow hands pull the body into the shadows slowly
"You know the situation... When it's dark I become my demon. I can't control it remember." He mumbles.
Sparrow smirks at the man as he tries to attack her, she grabs a hold of him and snaps his neck, ending his life quickly with little pain. Mercy is for the WEAK! You gave him a QUICK DEATH! YOU.ARE.WEAK!! "Oh shut up you." Raven sighs as she search for people to turn into Demons.
Raven spots a small brunette and quietly follows her from behind. The girl turns the corner into a secluded area. Raven appears before causing the small girl to scream in surprise. Raven raise her hand and smoke floats above her hand forming into a knife. The brunette slowly backs away and Raven slowly moves forward, ready to strike.