Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

There were various different methods through which a Hellish body was called to mortal reality. Succubi slowly resolved their form out of a pink mist, many greater demons constructed their bodies from shadow, imps popped into existence with a tiny fireball and yes, literally a popping sound. The sons of Beelzebub were heralded by their more mundane brothers. A huge mass of black flies descended upon the backyard, swirling in a neat circle over top of the sign on the ground, growing in number with each second until they obscured the air completely. The smell of brimstone reached Brian's nose and as soon as the flies had come they scattered, leaving something much larger than they were behind. The figure stood six and a half feet tall, assuming you didn't count the antennae. Horns? It was hard to tell exactly which they were, but they were about a foot and a half long and arched from the front of the creature's forehead over the top of its skull. They were clearly ridged like horns were but the way they moved and twitched reminded Brian more of something an insect would have. The figure itself was mostly humanoid and would have passed for a very handsome male in any circle that didn't care about number of limbs or how many of them ended in something pointy. His skin was a pale gray color and was smooth apart from the jet black hair that topped his head. He was essentially all muscle, completely toned but not bulky. His muscles were meant to be used, not for show. Topping off his handsome appearance were a pair of green eyes that'd made the most polished emerald seem dull, gorgeous by any standard. Age wise he looked probably about mid twenties. Topping off a body that'd have any guy jealous and any girl drooling was a cock that measured in the double digits soft, hanging above a pair of fat balls. That explained that musky smell that was already reaching Brian's nose. Of course, however good looking the creature might have been there were still the distinctly inhuman bits. The obvious one, other than the horns antennae? were the four arms he had, each of which ended in a hand made up by three fingers and a thumb, all of which ended in a large claw. They looked relatively dull but with his strength that was probably not important. His feet ended similarly in two claws per foot. As if he didn't have enough pointy bits going on already he smiled, revealing a grin not at all unlike a shark's. Each tooth was a pointed triangle. Before he spoke he cast a glance at the ground, giving a single laugh at what he saw there. Frankly he was surprised that this mortal had summoned anything at all. The circle wouldn't do shit for binding and he'd fucked up several of the runes. The Hellish word for fly was similar to the one for imp, which explained why the son of the Lord of the Flies was standing here. He smirked to himself again and stepped up to the edge of the circle, staying inside it and playing nice for the time being. Humans were always so surprised when this worked these days... apparently... it had been about fifty mortal years since he'd walked the Earth. He wasn't going to ruin his own fun just yet though. He stretched, a process that took a little while for someone that had four arms, and leaned in close to the edge of the circle without crossing it just yet. So, you going to tell me what it is you want or admire the view a little longer? He asked, fully aware that he was stark naked in all of his glory. This would be when most demons started bargaining for a soul but he had all the time in the world for that, right now he felt like having a little fun at the expense of the one who summoned him, not that he wouldn't grant his new friend's request, he'd just grant it his own way.