Alright
(Has this been done? If so please tell me)
Basically a reverse of this thread because why not?
Examples (please don't copy my bad examples)
Person A (IC as Asher): first, fight me (Edit: I thought I copied Asher’s character ID but it turned out to be a completely different charater jehdiehhdhs I’m so sorry-)
Person B (IC as Caesium): "How embarrassing... I have to serve a 10 year old human child. A HUMAN. CHILD. I'm an archangel..."
Person C (IC as Candide Alba): "As long as you don't ask too many questions about my job, you should be fine... ask the wrong question, and you're next on my list though."
Rules (may be subject to change):
- KEEP THINGS SAFE FOR WORK. Sensitive content goes under a spoiler or blackout text.
- Minimum sentence count is 3 sentences; also please reference the above OC's bio!
- Please post an OC with a bio; it makes things easier for everyone. If you post an OC without a bio, the person below you has the right to skip you.
- For now there's no "Wait X Posts" rule but I might implement one if this takes off
First person gets free post, haha
The wyvern scoffed. This glitchy looking skeleton thing was to be in charge of her?! Unacceptable!
“of all the things in this multiverse, I get stuck with you?! I should just chew you up now.” Joey growled, eyeing the delicious skeletal being.
The wyvern decided to wander off, if this thing wanted to be her boss, it would have to prove itself superior first. which she doubted it was capable of doing and even if it tried she could get a meal out of it. She drooled as she thought of the taste of bone marrow.
(I actually think if she knew about him, she would hate him. She very much enjoys the multiverse.)
Araa gulped. It seemed there would be no hospitality here. They seemed nervous, which they admittedly hated. Something about this made them fearful. They'd heard tales of wyverns taking others as... Toys! They were an Axofae, an Axofae! If this wyvern treated others of their kind like this, they could only think what they could do to them.
Maybe the cookies would help?
They doubted it, but at least they would have a story to tell to guests...
"Just like the old days," Baz thought with venom in the words. He despised how he was tossed around back with the old rules, and this felt very similar. Serving someone with a lust for power and personality as real as the mask they were wearing.
As real as the masks, they both were wearing.
Baz, although he held a disdain for the position he was put in, he can't say that he didn't see a lot of himself in his new "boss". Baz, by no means, thought that their end goal was a bad one, nor would they judge them for it. Baz just wanted to flip the table on the current hierarchy, that's all. Power is an admirable thing to aspire too, but Baz also knows that to get power, you have to snuff it out first.
And he wouldn't mind giving that lesson to this megalomaniac.
In search of someone to serve, Dumah looked high and low. However, Baz was... not what Dumah had expected. Dumah stood in front of the idle, twitching Baz, who was quite literally half his height. The angel squatted in front of him to balance their eye level. It was at first glance, Dumah knew Baz was a demon of some sort. "Ugh, disgusting! I have to serve a demon such as yourself? An angel such as myself does not deserve to go through such punishment." With that, Dumah rose. "Perhaps this situation should be reversed in which you are the one who works for me." Though, even with that idea, he scoffed. "Clearly, this must have been some mistake. If I am tied to you for the day... you have the right to fire me, no? I highly encourage you to do so." Dumah seemed to be very unsatisfied with who his boss is, but whose to say that through his stubbornness and arrogance, there may be a possible chance of them getting along?
⤵ Hearing the lack of fear in Dragon Lord's tone, Dumah gave him a... kind smile. Although it was slightly unsettling, his smile was angelic and seemed as though it were genuine. "Ah!" exclaimed the angel. "It's a pleasure to meet you!" stated Buvelle with his kindest tone. Dumah took one of Dragon Lord's hands and shook it, placing his other hand on top to signal his trust. "So you'll be working for me for the day?" Of course, Dumah already knew the answer to that. Though, Dumah had immediately felt as though Dragon Lord was uncomfortable as if there was something wrong. Still, Dumah remained to give him that ever-so-heartwarming smile. "Are you uncomfortable, Dragon Lord? Is it the work you're anxious of?" asked the angel. "All of my plans are calculated with precision, so you won't have to worry about a thing!" He assured. While working for someone for a day seems like nothing, there's no telling what they could make you do. "Afterall, I always end up doing the much harder work. What you'll be doing... might compare. Understand? No questions, just work and you'll end the day safe and sound!"
This is bad for Dragon Lord, he never excepted one day he will have to work for a person that he have been warned about. A type of person that wouldn't mind on doing illegal stuffs and definitely evil. Something about this man before him, makes Dragon Lord uncomfortable. But there's nothing he can do now but listening to him, this is what he was built for: obey human's order.
"I'm Dragon Lord....you must be my new boss."
Even there's many things going on inside of his head now, Dragon Lord have a very calm expression and voice showing there's no fear in him. Whatever this man right here wants him to do today, hopefully it's not a messed up stuffs that gonna make Dragon Lord regret for the rest of his life. The blue LED rings on his ears was dimmed then brighten again like he already done with all the thoughts in his head.
"...I'm ready for your order."
haiiroko Shoot sorry I didn’t realize that! x_x It’s ok though aaa
Person below me continue with @Gipsy_Danger
Rhodes stiffens up as he looks the man up and down. He shifts in a slightly uncomfortable way- the power radiating from the other was a bit overwhelming. "You aren't human- good, never will I serve a human. You're very powerful, too...." He puts one hand in front of him and bows down respectfully. As he does, his mechanical hand flares to life, twisting and turning to show that he has some power beyond an ordinary human. Still, he stays as he is, not daring to look up unless it is made explicitly clear that he can. "For today, my power and service are yours. Whether you need a simple task taken care of, a fighter, or an entire army, I promise you I will not disappoint, My lord."