DJ is the Muscle/Bodyguard for I.M.P, the Immediate Murder Profesionals, a company who travels to the living world to take out anyone who screwed over condemned sinners while they were alive. Like DJ was.
He wasn't a bad guy in the beginning of his...
At the Richest Cup Cafe, where the Poor pour for you, Stolas sat across from Stella, with another bird demon sitting with them. This one was light purple with a white face and pale blue fur clothing.
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"Stolas" Stella said sipping from her cup.
"Stella" Stolas said sipping from his as well while a short Imp stood on the table and poured tea into their cups after each sip.
"(Beep)" Stella said after another sip.
"Witch" Stolas said as the blue demon groaned loudly in annoyance.
"Why did you insist on meeting me here?" Stolas asked before his phone dinged and he checked it to see a reminder for a 'Deal at Ozzie's.'
"Ahem. We wanted to properly discuss the terms of this divorce" the blue demon said speaking up with a smile.
"I feel my darling sister deserves a bit more... Compensation. After all, you did cheat on the poor thing. Surely you owe-" he said as Stella smiled wickedly at him before Stolas cut him off.
"Andrealphus, cheating implies there was a betrayal. This woman never gave two shits about me or our very much arranged marriage. As far as I'm concerned, this divorce is long overdue" Stolas said setting his cup down. The Imp went to pour again but Stolas waved him off, not noticing someone was riding towards the cafe.
"Up yours! You've even corrupted our daughter into dating and fucking a hellhound sinner!" Stella said as Stolas frowned. Unfortunately Stella had recently found out about Octavia's relationship with the sinner and was not happy about it.
"Stella, for fuck sakes, stop making this harder to bullshit" Andrealphus muttered as Stella only smirked after glancing outside.
Suddenly the window behind Stolas shattered and he turned to see a familiar face.
Striker, the assassin from the Harvest Moon Festival, now stood on a table before he threw his poncho off and drew his two holy revolvers, spinning them.
He chuckled and sent a bullet flying at Stolas who turned into his demon form to avoid the bullet which hit the window in between Stella and Andrealphus before transforming back.
He glanced at his soon to be ex-wife who smirked at him before a bullet crashed through his hat, making her smile widen.
He turned into his demon form again and avoided more bullets, trying to escape out the café doors, before Striker followed him and threw a white glowing lasso at him, catching him and forcing him to transform back.
"Oh, dear, this is worrisome" he muttered as he laid on the ground outside the cafe.
In Sloth
As Blitzø drove his van along a road with pink skies, his phone suddenly began chirping like a bird.
