Individual Rp!

Death Is A Friend

"Personally, I'm surprised you animals believed I looked like a skeleton of your own kind"

Name
The deformed creature "sat" best it could,staring quietly
(Well,to your people...Meremoth, the God of Death)

Age
"......silly question," the apparent god spoke,the voice echoing many others at once

Gender
"I have neither a penis nor a vagina. Death does not have a reason to bring life"
(Male pronouns)

Sexuality
He rolled his "eyes"

Appearance

"What your kind would call, "Gastly"

Height
"I change at will. But a comfortable size is about the size of your average male"
(6'7)

Personality
Surprisingly,Death is rather gentlemanly. He's quiet,mostly minding his own business,collecting souls now and then the such. He's a bit solemn.

And mildly sour about the trick that's been pulled on him.

With you he's firmly annoyed but...I suppose one can say "okay" with you. Being bound to a human isn't the funnest thing in the world for a immortal literal being of death but oh well

Habitat
"The Void"

Background
Meremoth is Death. Easy peasy to understand. He's the reason people pass on. He's fine with his job in eternity.

Till a few other gods decided to pull a "prank" on the God of death.

They bound his being to a lil ole human as a "Familiar'

Let's say Meremoth is just a teeny bit salty

Other
Meremoth has an understanding of what happened and begrudgingly accepts it since he can't break the bond

Thankfully,death isn't just not happening. Meremoth doesn't have to be present for a soul to pass on. As long as he exists,death goes on.

Meremoth is surprisingly good with children, especially the younger ones. He leads these souls the most gently and carefully.

Scenario
In this world,on someones birthday, could be any one of em,their Familiar will appear and they'll get some respective magic.

1
It was your eightith birthday. Another birthday of family around,waiting for the clock to tick to the moment of your birth.

Now normally anyone would be excited each birthday for a chance to meet their Familiar. Thing was,usually your family wasn't.

That was due to the fact your family was well known for having very weak Familiars and Magic. The best Familiar your family had was your great grandfather who had a large husky. You're mother had a large blind rat.
So each year you never got all that excited about it. You were about as likely to get a powerful Familiar as you were a trip to personally meet the Queen of England

Time ticked by till the moment came. Everyone held their breath

Nothing
Nothing happened,like every year.
Giving a sigh,you said goodnight to everyone and went to your room. It was late after all.

You got to your room,sitting on the bed with a groan.

A few minutes went by before,suddenly your room's lights just flickered out. You quickly noticed the darkness,about to get your flashlight before they flickered back on.

Everything looked the same

expect the exact embodiment of the God of Death now sitting by the corner of your room

(Start)

2
You were young. A sweet little innocent child,barely (insert age,at most,10, minimum 4)

It was another birthday,full of cake and presents and running around. And soon,bed. Most children didn't receive their Familiar at such a young age,so no one thought of it.

Your parents put you in bed,with a little song and a goodnight. Exhausted from the excitement of the day,you soon fell to sleep

Soon though you woke with a strange feeling in your chest. You slowly sat up,rubbing your eye and from the light of your nightlight could see a large creature standing over your little bed,some bots with no skin or just black whisps flicking off.
Normally you'd have screamed for your parents but something in your little heart told you that somehow this weird...thing meant no harm

(Start)