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[granddevil]

WHO: Satan (as Satan, Ryo, Jun or Ran) and YOU
WHERE: Heropa and nearby
WHEN: 19th June
WHAT: The devil is walking around, using his powers for fun
WARNINGS: None so far (will update if necessary)

Besides his actual form, Satan has three more shapes thanks to his shape-shifting, and each form has a name and personality (though sometimes he doesn't make that distinction). You are welcome to tag one or two or all of them if you want your character to meet them all. Characters that are able to sense one's power/energy/chi/chakra/whatever can identify that each form isn't the real deal.


( ON A ROOFTOP | Satan ; warning: nudity )

[ Akira wasn't there. By now he has accepted it, but it's still rather disheartening; Satan had escaped Hell to save him, and now he is yet again locked up in some world he cares nothing about.

It might be 30 years ahead of his time, but it's still the same human world, with the same species that does the same mistakes and doesn't really do much that would make them worthy of the planet they have.

Sitting on top of a building, Satan observes the city down below; it's not a very tall building and he doesn't even care to be seen by others passing by. Wearing nothing but the skin he was born with (it means he isn't wearing any clothing), his eight back-wings rest by the side of his body which makes it look as if he is sitting on a feathery throne, while the two head-wings make his crown.

he simply watched for now, blue eyes eventually glancing up. He has to wonder if Father was the one sending him here. Or if there is even a God here, in this universe. Theological questions aside, the idea that there IS a God doesn't make him happy; he knows what He would be capable of. ]

( COFFEE SHOP IN HEROPA | Ryo Asuka )

[ Ryo Asuka is considered Satan's main form as well, even if not his real one. Back in his world, Satan was "Ryo" for a long time and Ryo shaped Satan in ways the archangel never expected for it to happen. Though the form of "Ryo" is important and the most natural to Satan, it's still a lie in the end (is it? At times, Satan doesn't know, actually...).

He is currently at a coffee shop, staring down at his latte. Or whatever Americans called "latte" because that espresso they use is beyond crappy. Having lost interest in the drink, Ryo focus on something else instead. Of late he has realized he has telekinetic powers, which is a big thing to him since Satan sure likes his telekinesis. The big problem? The powers don't seem to work the way he wants them to.

They aren't refine. They are... violent. Uncontrolled.

Perhaps a coffee shop isn't the best place to be doing this, but that's how much Ryo cares. He frowns, trying to make the liquid from within the cup rise and for a moment almost works. Until the plastic cup is crushed and the latte is spilled everywhere. He groans, annoyed, until the waitress approaches with a friendly and warm smile. ] Don't worry, I'm sure you will get a hang of it.

[ aha that's right. He is a "hero" and everyone loves him for it. Such bullshit. Ryo waves his hand to send the girl away. ] Just bring me another one.

( CITY PARK | Ran Asuka )

[ Ran Asuka is a hard working woman with no friends and that may take things a bit too seriously. Her role back home - if Satan ever had a chance to turn into her - would be handling the group that dealt with demons and would try to eradicate them. For that reason she is serious and often sounds far too cold, a way to make sure her position is understood by everyone.

Satan would have time to create a better personality for Ran if he ever had the chance interacting with others while being Ran. But so far, he never really thought much about her and how she was meant to be, personality wise.

The "woman" is at the park, sitting on a bench. He seems lost in thought, ignoring everyone who passes by and smiles wide at him since he is a "hero" instead, Ran looks at his hand and focus on it. And when least expected, a ball of white energy forms over the palm and Ran points it at a trash-bin, destroying the whole thing with the energy ball. like a small Kamehameha, yes.

it's harder than Satan is used to, but he is glad that power is still there. ]

( OUTSKIRTS OF THE CITY | Jun Fudo // Devilman Lady ; warning: nudity )

[ Jun Fudou is a Japanese woman in her middle twenties, petite and jovial. She is kind and wears a smile more often than a frown, but she is a bit dense. She is hard working and... well, Satan never really bothered to give her much of prominent personality, but "Jun" still is one of his most used forms.

Jun's mission today was to try a form Satan hadn't tried yet. Back in his world, Satan mapped Jun's life and future and he decided to give her the power to turn into a Devilman. Certainly he could do it since his power is shape-shifting, but he had to find a hidden place so there wouldn't be any stares and questions, or someone picking up his relation to the post he once made to the network asking if anyone knew Devilmen.

So Jun heads to the city's outskirts. Somewhere quiet.

After stripping off his clothes, Jun takes a deep breathe and the transformation begins. Her body grows bigger, dark marks cover her skin, two wings on her head appear followed by a tail. For a moment, Jun does nothing, staring at the clawed hands, until he sits down with a sigh. ] I really look like Akira...

Comments

Ryo at the coffeeshop!

[hoboagogo]

[It wasn't rare to see imPorts testing out their powers, sure. Plenty of them (himself included) had been saddled with powers that they weren't used to, and had no frame of reference for how to activate or use with any sort of precision.

What was more uncommon to him, was seeing it done so openly, so in public. And So his brows crease in a brief flinch as the cup is crushed and the hot liquid billows out. At least there's no one burned, or it wasn't one of the ceramic mugs, or whatever. Still, his lips tug down at the corners as he moves from where he'd been sitting, carrying his own mug of coffee with him.]

-What were you trying to do with that, anyway?

[Might as well sate that curious itch in his mind, investigate a bit. After all, he has time to kill, and nothing to be doing right at this moment.]

[granddevil]

[ when the waitress left, Ryo reaches for some napkins to clean the table just enough so his own hands don't get dirty.

When Shinjiro approaches, Ryo's blue eyes are the only thing that move and only when he is sure the other is looking at him and talking to him, the blond turns his head.

What was he trying to do? Well, that is obvious. ]

I'm sort of bored and the coffee sucks, so- [ he shrugs softly ] It seems my powers are more complicated than I expected.

[hoboagogo]

['Sort of bored and the coffee sucks'-- Well, while that did sum up the coffeeshop in a nutshell (though Shinjiro had long since given up on being too picky-) it still left plenty of questions. Still, he keeps his expression dry and neutral, reaching out to the wet spots on the table with his free hand even as he speaks.]

Meant more like- what were you trying to get done?

[And where his fingertips meet the spilled latte, it quickly evaporates to leave behind little but a thin film-- with is further reduced into nothing but a fine powder of leftover bits of espresso or milk. That done, he sets down his coffee mug and sits down.

To hell with being polite. The guy could just tell him to go away if he really cared that much.]

Or was it shitty enough that you just wanted to make a huge mess?

[granddevil]

[ Ryo would answer, but he waits to see first just what the heck the guy is going to do, touching spilled latte that wasn't even his. The answer comes soon, and Satan watches in silence, before he leans back in his chair looking at the other.

He doesn't care he sat without asking, not really. Actually, he looks a bit amused ]

I have telekinesis. [ a half-second pause ] No, wait. "Psychokinetic manipulation", which is similar to telekinesis but not really since instead of lifting items I just end up making a mess with latte.

That power you have - what is it? [ dehydration? ]

[hoboagogo]

[A frown, and he clearly-- doesn't understand the nuances in the two terms. Being surrounded by superheroes, he know what telekinesis was. Moving things with your mind, that kind of thing. 'Psychokinetic manipulation' kind of... sounded the exact same.]

...So the same thing, but-- what, different to control?

[He takes a sip of his own coffee, before shrugging at the question.] Just deteriorating things. I think it just-- breaks it all down.

[If he cared, he'd probably look more into exactly how it worked. Probably some sort of chemistry bullshit that he wouldn't understand if he tried. But as is, he's just content knowing the end result.] I didn't wanna set my shit down in a mess.

[granddevil]

Aha, who knows? I don't. And I don't think they know either. [ he can destroy things. That's what he gathered so far because that's all he has been able to do so far. He can also lift himself up in the hair. And throw around his things. And create balls of energy that can destroy things.

Who knows the difference, really?

The waitress arrived with another latte, shooting a smile at the two before she left. Ryo barely notices her presence if it wasn't for the new latte waiting for him, which he grabs but doesn't dare to drink. ]

Deteriorating things. [ he repeats, thoughtful ] It sounds useful. Does it apply to living beings too?

[hoboagogo]

You're right. [It's said casually with a shrug, and he sits back, one leg casually crossing over the other at the knee.] When that Captain Holiday guy was giving out info a couple weeks ago, he said it's all done in the Porter. All the get's a printout of info.

So no, they ain't got a clue either.

[Unlike his tablemate, Shinjiro does look up to the waitress and give a polite nod of acknowledgement, before returning to the conversation.]

It ain't that useful. [Only for ruining, destroying, rotting--] But it's been anything I've tried it on so far. Plants, rocks, metal, whatever. Bigger things take a lot longer.

[Another shrug, before he gestures to the new latte.] -Warn me before you try and do something to that again.

[granddevil]

I'm not surprised, honestly. Super.-powers are great, but even if they can do that from people they kidnapped from other worlds, they can't do that with their own people.

[ it sounds like a hassle taking people from other places, specially if they are people like Satan. ]

Was it easy to get a hang of it? [ Ryo doesn't want to take months until he finally figures out how to properly use his "not telekinesis but some sort of telekinetic power".

But he hums at the other's words ]

And get latte all over me and you? I can be an ass, but not that much.

[hoboagogo]

[A simple nod-- but really, he still doesn't understand too much of the government's motives or capabilities. They claim they have no control over the Porter, and it makes sense-- but that doesn't mean he's married to the idea of believing it. Or even knows what to do with the information, if anything.

It's all a headache he'll leave for those more opinionated than himself.

So at the question of his powers, he pauses, glancing down to his fingertips and considering.]

Breaking shit down? Yeah. That part wasn't hard. [But his nose wrinkles and brow furrows, obviously in a show of distaste or annoyance.] But I'm still getting the hang of reversing it. That parts way harder.

[A shake of the head, followed by his hand lifting to shove a stray strand of hair back behind his ear and out of his face.] When it's like-- gone completely, I dunno where to even start. But I can restore some more minor shit.

[after all, he's never really kept it a secret-- though Kyo's final comment earns a laugh.]

--Alright, good to know. So when'd you show up?

ALSO PROMPT TWO it's groundhog day

[fingerbang]

[ Lust tries to eat in public whenever possible; it provides her with an excellent excuse for peoplewatching, or, depending on the eye of the beholder, stalking lite. The surrounding imPort population is the only reason she's still in Heropa, after all -- well, that and a few particular newcomers -- and she needs a certain level of focus to determine who among their numbers is worth keeping an eye on. There's also the undeniable fact that a woman in full-length gloves is a strange sight at this time of year, and a woman in long sleeves and gloves only slightly less so. Air conditioning doesn't completely nullify that strangeness, but it helps, and she really does hate being conspicuous.

At any rate, that's why she's here, nursing a cup of tea, when Ryo's coffee cup explodes. That alone isn't enough to draw her over, but what Lust realizes once he's caught her attention certainly is. She's so rarely in #013 these days that it's easy to go without a single meaningful interaction with her housemates, who she basically thinks of at this point as "Mr. Nygma, Mr. Pym, boy, other boy." Though she's seen his face on the Network, as well as in passing, they haven't truly exchanged words, but this is unmistakably Other Boy. She supposes it's about time that changed.

It's still a full ten minutes until she finally sets her drink aside and stands up, heading for Ryo's table (or wherever it is he's sitting) with, apparently, nothing less than the fullest confidence that this looks totally natural. ]

Good day, [ she says, looking down at him, not yet making a move to sit. ] We were never properly introduced before, were we?

[granddevil]

[ Just like Lust, Ryo was rarely seen around the residency; since he is an archangel and still allowed to keep that part of him (as a "power", they said"), food or sleep are things he doesn't need and he sees no reason for him to stay in the residency given him by the government. But he does recognize Lust, if not from the house, from the network at least.

The time she waits to approach is enough for Ryo to clean away the mess he has done and for the waitress to arrive with another latte. he isn't planning on testing his powers on it again so he will just drink it slowly, even if he doesn't really like this place's coffee.

Once the woman comes closer, Ryo's blue eyes set on her for a moment. ]

No, I don't think we were.

You are in the same house as I am, correct? Number 13. [ what a lucky number. ]

[fingerbang]

That's right. And you're the newest.

[ Which is not a question, obviously. He's just a boy as far as she knows, if a rather composed one, so though she too looks him over it's just a brief glance. Her expression is mildly interested at the most. ]

I suppose I owe you an apology for that. It's easy to get caught up in one's own affairs, in circumstances like this... though even you must know that already. The adjustment period alone takes up so much time.

[ Lust shrugs. ]

But that's no excuse for rudeness.

[granddevil]

I disagree. I'm quite adjusted to this place- [ Satan adjusts to everything. if he adjusted to hell, he can adjust to this new on. ] The powers might take a bit longer.

But don't apologize. I'm the last person you should apologize to about rudeness. [ he smiles, amused. ] I'm the last person anyone should apologize to about anything. I have been told I'm a huge asshole. [ there goes being polite ]

[fingerbang]

Is that so.

[ This also isn't a question of any kind, really! The look on Lust's face indicates that much. ]

I'll hold off on the apology, then, but you'll have to forgive me for also withholding my judgment. It's a rather harsh conclusion.

[granddevil]

Harsh? Not at all. Rather, I don't give a damn.

[ he is amused. And really now, he really is an asshole, even Ryo knows that ]

Have you been here long, Miss...?

[fingerbang]

Lust.

[ There is no trace of humor in her voice! Like, none. This is not her first time around the introduction rodeo. ]

I have. Long enough to be no stranger to harsh conclusions, as I'm sure you can imagine. And what should I call you?

[granddevil]

[ what a wonderful name. ]

Oh, certainly. I'm Ryo Asuka. [ and he leans back in his chair, watching her for a moment ]

Let us get along, then. Without jumping into harsh conclusions. [ he is smirking like an asshole tho ]

Are you registered? [ he attempts to glance at her arm, searching for the glowing tattoo ]

City Park

[fantasykiller]

[Nothing starts his day better than being a witness to senseless vandalism. He stopped dead in his tracks with one arm awkwardly raised in the air as he watched a bizarre energy ball impact the trash-bin several feet away from him. The trash-bin he was just about to throw his crushed soda can in disappeared without a trace. With a sigh, his arm dropped loosely to his side like a puppet that had its strings cut and he turned his full attention to the woman who cruelly ended the bin's existence.]

What did that trash-bin ever do to you?

[OCC: Imagine Breaker + Angel = Badness]

[granddevil]

[ Blue eyes turn to the owner of the voice and Ran remains silent for a moment. Whoever this person is, there is one thing Ran knows: don't you fucking dare to come closer.

But he goes against his instincts and doesn't state that, or even move away. Instead the female face remains expressionless and not all tat bothered someone saw him destroy a trash-bin ]

There are plenty more around the park. Was that your favorite one? [ Ran Satan. be nice. ]

[fantasykiller]

[He waves around his empty soda can.]

It would have been if you hadn't destroyed it. I was just about to use it.

[At least Misaka never tried to demolish the vending machines she abused. The vicious kicks and electric tampering she dished out were pretty bad, but this woman takes vandalism to the next level. She didn't even wait for him to dispose his soda can before she destroyed the trash-bin. How rude.]

Besides, how does that justify randomly vaporizing a helpless trash-bin?

[granddevil]

You can easily just give few steps towards the next one.

[ the park has many more. ]

So you are a defender of trash-bins? Or simply desperate to lecture a random stranger about them? [ because Ran really won't listen to his lectures. nor he feels like he has to justify anything to the guy ]

[fantasykiller]

I know that. You're missing the point.

[Touma follows up on her "advice" and starts walking over to the closest bin to him. Unfortunately for Ran, that bin just so happens to be the one coincidentally next to the bench she was sitting at.]

Honestly, I was just curious to know what prompted you to do that to begin with. Were you trying out your powers and the trash-bin happened to be the unfortunate inanimate object that got to test them out?

[granddevil]

[ Ran almost frowns, but eventually looks away. he doesn't like the feeling this guys lets on, but it has been long since Satan has felt anything close to fear, so it's not like it bothers him to that point. ]

I don't know how to dissipate my powers. Better a trash-bin than a person, I suppose.

[fantasykiller]

True.

[With one smooth motion, he tosses his soda can into the bin.]

It's different where I come from. Academy City granted supernatural abilities just like this place, but they actually had courses and classes to help develop them.

[granddevil]

I don't think they know much about the powers we keep, actually.

Or they don't care. [ ran looks down at his hand, sighing after ] There is still too much I can't control .