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 Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 4:53 am
 Aila was living uncomfortably. She had little money and family who didn't care. She moved out of a small town, trying to find a better living but it didn't work out as she had planned. She ended up at a dead-end job with horrible hours. She was on the verge of suicide when he appeared to her. Deimos was a demon, a very influential demon in Hell. He appeared to her with the offer. "Live and come to Hell with me, and I will make sure your life is never horrible again." Aila agreed to it, she had never been much for faith in God anyway.
So Deimos bought her a servant. A male servant. Little did he expect Aila to fall in love with the male servant and try to run off. Deimos tracked them down after a while. Aila was sent to his quarters, where he erased her memory from before the time she had met him. He was angry that this beautiful female human had betrayed him for a lowly servant. Deimos sent her back too Hell till he returned. The male servant on the other hand was beat and then put back to work in Deimos's manor, without any pay. Deimos had now returned to his manor and now Aila isn't please to meet her new "spouse". She is curious about her missing memories, but she knows that she may be killed if she asked about it. It hurts the male servant that she doesn't even recognize him anymore and Deimos makes sure they have no alone time. I feel it everyday it's all the same
It brings me down but I'm the one to blame
I've tried everything to get away
So here I go again
Chasing you down again
Why do I do this?
Over and over, over and over
I fall for you
Over and over, over and over
I try not to
It feels like everyday stays the same
It's dragging me down and I can't pull away
So here I go again
Chasing you down again
Why do I do this?
Over and over, over and over
I fall for you
Over and over, over and over
I try not to
Over and over, over and over
You make me fall for you
Over and over, over and over
You don't even try
So many thoughts that I can't get out of my head
I try to live without you, every time I do I feel dead
I know what's best for me
But I want you instead
I'll keep on wasting all my time
Over and over, over and over
I fall for you
Over and over, over and over
I try not to
Over and over, over and over
You make me fall for you
Over and over, over and over
You don't even try to
"Over And Over" by Three Days Grace
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 5:17 am
Name: Deimos Ryszard Age: Can't be bothered to remember, but looks around nineteen-twenty Role: The Demon Personality: Cold, icy-exterior, somewhat a tsundere (but he won't admit it), cruel and unreasonable at times, afraid of being hurt, inwardly lonely, easily provoked and often jealous, he has quite the temper and an unmatched possessiveness over his 'possessions', including people; of course, on the other hand, he looks like a gentleman, kind and sweet. Likes: Reading, music, red wine, being pleased Dislikes: Backstabbers, most humans, most males Biography: Deimos doesn't really remember his past. He knows that he was the son of two demos. Very influential demons. But that was about it. He grew up in hell, and grew more powerful than any other demon, both in status and in physical strength. But he wasn't like most demons. Even with his unreasonable and cold side, he still had a human-like conscious. He fell in love with X ever since he saw her. He watched her grow ever since she was a child, and chose the right moment to appear to her; when she thought there was no other way out. He offered her a new life, and she took it. However, she seemed to have taken it for granted and ran off with a servant. The servant he had gotten for her. He tracked them down personally, and contemplated killing the servant, but decided that it was too easy for him. He erased X's memories and tortured her 'lover' before putting him back under work, a thousand times harder and with no reward for his efforts. Pic:
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 5:29 am
Name: Aila Goldwing Age: 21 Role: The Human Personality: Stubborn, takes things for granted, afraid to trust people, quick to judge. Likes: Drawing, music, singing Dislikes: Most people, religion, other females Biography: Aila had little money and family who didn't care. She moved out of a small town, trying to find a better living but it didn't work out as she had planned. She ended up at a dead-end job with horrible hours. She was on the verge of suicide when he appeared to her. Deimos was a demon, a very influential demon in Hell. Deimos appeared to her with the offer, and she took it. A while later he sent her a servant from Hell. She fell in love with this servant, and took off with him. They were caught. Her memories of since the moment she accepted the demon's offer were wiped. She does not recognize the servant and has no clue what to expect about of Deimos. Pic: 
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 5:58 am
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A door slamming shut announced the arrival of the master of the house. Unlike usual, he was in a particularly foul mood. If the servants of the house thought they had seen it all, they had another thing coming... Deimos snapped at the servant that came to greet him, and he stormed upstairs without a backward glance. A couple of kitchen maids poked their head out curiously to watch and then looked at each other, ducking back into the kitchen to spread gossip immediately.
Deimos entered his study, slamming the door closed, before striding over to his desk. His usual olive-ish pale amber eyes were replaced with a flaming, angry blood crimson that flickered like the fiery pits of hell itself. Oh yes, he was angry, there was no doubt about it. But everyone wondered why....He gripped the table and tried to calm himself down, but the memories of those two made his anger flare up again and, with a snap, he crushed the part of the mahogany table he had been grabbing. Of course, even though he had erased Aila's memories, and sent her back to the manor before-hand, he still couldn't get rid of the sickening feeling bubbling inside him as he thought of the servant's face....That back-stabbing little b*****d! He knocked over the tall, heavy chair behind the desk and clenched his hands into fists, breathing heavily. All the servants were too scared to go inside and clean up, fearing their master's all too well known wrath...
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 3:39 pm
◤ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◥ ┏━━ αιʟα ԍσʟᴅωιиԍ ━━┓◣ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◢ ══════════════════════════════════════════
Aila was sitting alone in a room. She didn't remember how she had gotten there, and she was told to just stay there. She seemed to be missing some memories, she noticed the gap in days since what she last remembered. She was told she had hit her head and it may be permanent, after all she did have a headache. She heard commotion from somewhere close, and then she heard talking through the door. Aila decided to ask what was going on.
She opened the door and peaked her head out. Two maids looked out her, obviously annoyed she had disturbed their conversation. "What's going on? I just heard some banging around," she said. The maids were surprised, Aila knew why. Aila had spoken very few words since she had arrived. "Master Deimos is very annoyed about something," Aila didn't reply instead she shank back into her room. So she had arrived at Deimos's manor. She had thought that, but no one would give her a straight answer. She had an idea. She opened the door again, and was relieved the maids were still there. "Will you tell him I'd like to see him if he would like to see me as well, please?" she asked. She wanted to know if he knew anything about what memories she was missing. Aila went back into the room and looked around. She didn't remember packing but most of her stuff laid in suitcases at the foot of the bed in there. It was mostly just clothes. She had not been able to afford a lot of jewelry or anything worth having before she met Deimous. She didn't know about after though. She went through them and grabbed a change of clothes, and started to change.
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This should get interesting. Actually my first time playing a character with memory loss in a very very long time. ^^;; ||◀◀─────────────────
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 4:55 am
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Deimos didn't turn when he heard knocking on the heavy oak double doors to his study. "What!?" He snapped and a quivering maid peeked in. "E-e-e-excuse me...Master Deimos....?" "Spit it out!" The girl squeaked and snapped up straight. "Mistress Aila has requested to see you if you would allow her too, master!" She spoke out in a rush and bowed her head quickly. His clenched fists loosened somewhat, and his eyes changed from fiery anger to icy, chilling, and emotionless at the same time. To the young maid, it felt as if the apathetic gaze he gave her was even scarier than the angry one. "Send her." He spoke in a low hiss, and the girl bowed, swiftly leaving the room.
Harmonia watched as the maid ran out of her brother's room, nearly stumbling over herself, as if the very hounds of hell were after her. She sighed, shaking her head. Deimos...was too rash. She gently pushed the door open and went inside to him, closing it behind her as gently. "Deimos..." She said quietly, but the taller male didn't turn. Nevertheless, she continued. "Don't you think this...is a bit too harsh? She's...only just human." Deimos snorted, but didn't answer. "Humans are unpredictable, I know, but they are fragile, and easily broken." Her tone turned indignant. "If you want her to be yours then you should learn to tone it down." Deimos glared at his sister. "Don't tell me what to do." He snapped irritably. "I don't want to even talk about it."
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 5:07 am
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Aila waited patiently after getting dressed in a fresh pair of clothes, when the maid finally came back she looked like she had something scary happen. The maid relayed the message and gave her directions, and Aila quickly hurried out the room. On her way she passed what looked to be a male servant limping along, looking as thought he had just got out of a fight. The servant looked at her for a minute with a sadness in his eyes. Aila was confused about that, he seemed familiar but at the same time she had no recollection of him. She just kept walking, leaving the servant to just stand there and watch for a minute.
Aila came onto the what she believed to be the study. She knocked then enter the room. She saw Deimos and a girl she had never seen before, or had she? She didn't remember her, but she did noticed that the girl looked a lot like Deimos. Then her eyes rested on Deimos, remember back to her last piece of memory. Her on the rooftop, about to jump, and then suddenly him pulling her down and introducing himself, and then offering her the life she never had. She was extremely grateful towards this man, so why did she have a lingering sense of fear pulling at her mind? She tried to open her mouth and say something, but she couldn't form the words.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 1:54 pm
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Deimos and Harmonia looked at the doors when Aila came in; Deimos's expression was unreadable. Harmonia's, kinder. "I'll leave you two to your chat then." She smiled at Aila and left, giving her brother a glance that said, 'Think about what I said. Carefully.' Deimos pursed his lips, and cooled his anger, somewhat. As if the pieces of table and knocked over chair hadn't been obvious enough..."Well?" He asked sharply.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 2:14 pm
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Aila stared as the girl walked pass her, and gave her an encouraging smile. What had gone on during the time she didn't remember? She approached Deimos cautiously, avoiding what seemed to be remained the of tables and chairs. "I just heard that you were acting angry, and was worried about you. Did something bad happened?" She asked. She actually did mean what she had said. Aila tugged at her hair nervously. She hadn't been face to face with Deimos, that she knew of, for a few weeks. She still found him be impossible not to stare at him. She didn't know how to describe what she felt. It mixed in with the fear, but she didn't understand why she wanted to run. Deimos had never done anything to make her scared of him, had he?
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 1:55 am
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Deimos sighed, running a hand through his hair to calm himself down. "It's nothing...just...some annoying pests." He muttered and straightened. His pose seemed to say that he didn't want to talk about it and would be grateful if she no longer pursued the situation. He forced his voice to become gentler, masking his inner turmoil from her. "Have you been settling in well?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:57 am
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Aila thought as he said annoying pests, a image of the servant she saw earlier flashed through her brain. Did he have anything to do with these "pests". Deimos didn't seem to want to talk about it anymore, and tried to change the subject. "It's really nice here. I like it," she said. She smiled at him, trying not to make it obviously what was bothering her. A lot of things didn't add up, and she found her self questioning them, but she decided to keep it to herself for now.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:30 pm
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Deimos caught the strange glint in her eyes. "Something is bothering you." He spoke up suddenly, his eyes latching onto hers and refused to let her look away. "I do not like it when things are kept from me." No doubt she'd feel a sense of dejavu at those words. "What is bothering you?"
Harmonia walked away from her brother's study as soon as she left, walking down the hallways aimlessly. She wondered what she should do...perhaps...she could go check up on that servant boy who tried to run away with Aila...
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 6:51 pm
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Aila cursed in her thoughts as he seemed to realize something was bothering her. As she couldn't look away and he said that phrase, something stirred in her and she had a strong sense of dejavu. Had she heard him say that before? Surely not, wouldn't she had remembered? She kept it in mind. "I don't know, I guess I'm a little confused. Perhaps next time I shouldn't go around hitting my head?" she said, laughing it off. She wanted to talk about it, but she didn't want to come outright and say she was frightened of Deimos, and she had no clue why.
Eric had gone to his house and cleaned up, as ordered. His eye starting to black already, and his jaw swollen. "That b*****d," he mumbled. Aila didn't even recognize him, that hurt. What did that demon do to Aila. He cursed Deimos a few more times, while changing clothes. He had begun to heal already, being half demon, but the pain still lingered. He walked back to that b*****d's manor, knowing he would have ran if Aila hadn't still be there with that demon. He saw Harmonia and sighed, at least it wasn't Deimos. Harmonia wasn't quite as....rash, or so it seemed. He adverted his eyes, wondering what would become of his home now that he would get zero pay. He guessed he was to blame for this, but Aila was so pretty and had a great personality, he was surprised more guys didn't fall in love with her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 5:17 am
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Deimos pursed his lips. "Hnn. If you say so. Perhaps I should find you a personal maid to keep an eye on you." She was dead wrong if he was going to say anything else on the subject. "Is that all? You didn't have to be so formal about it..." His anger was cooling down and he didn't have to force himself to keep his temper in check anymore.
Harmonia stopped and shook her head. It hurt to be thinking about him. About...Eric. She clutched a hand over her heart, her eyes sad. They had been friends...best of friends even, when they were a lot younger. Far before Aila came into the picture. Far before he started noticing Aila more. She couldn't bring herself to hate the girl, though. Aila was kind, pretty, funny, endearing....while Harmonia...could only be Deimos's sister. It hurt even more to think about it. Her eyes flickered to Eric as they walked past each other, but she kept silent. It was probably why Deimos picked on him more than the other servants too...She diverted her eyes. She was no longer the only girl in his life; replaced, even, probably. She had to accept that...
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 12:24 pm
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Aila shrugged. She didn't particularly want some to hang over her, but she could get over it. Something in Deimos's voice said not to pursue the subject. She just figured he didn't want her to hurt herself. She hesitated before saying her next sentence, "I didn't forget anything too, important did I?" She approached Deimos, he didn't seem as scary now that he didn't seem to be angry. She didn't want to think of her life before she met him. She didn't want to think about all the bad things. Deimos saved her from killing herself, and she wanted to get to know him more.
Eric looked at Harmonia just in time to see her divert her eyes, Eric stopped. So he had hurt her, he wasn't blind to her feelings. He just didn't think it would ever be. He was a "mutt", and she was of a powerful lineage. She was beautiful, he would admit that. It hurt for her to just ignore him, even if he didn't have as strong feelings for her as Aila. "Hello, Harmonia," he said, calling her by her first name with no subtitle.
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