with one eye open [mammon]

[Asmodeus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : 447; ♙tags: mammon; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]The first rays of sunlight streamed in through the window and made the demon stir. With an agitated grumble, he fidgeted about until he found the sheets that had been kicked away in the middle of the night and pulled them over his head. He was immediately surrounded by darkness and warmth and snuggled back into his resting position when the alarm went off. An angry snarl erupted from his chest before he flung the covers off and rolled out of the bed, catching himself perfectly on his feet and walking over to the black machine to push the silver button to stop that incessant, positively annoying beeping. He was already completely undressed--it was the most comfortable way to sleep, after all--so he groggily trudged over to snatch a towel from one of the drawers and a washrag before heading into the private bathroom that he and Mammon shared. He pulled the curtain and reached in to turn the water on and waited for it to warm up. In the meantime, he took care of brushing his teeth and gathered all of the necessary supplies for his shower before hopping in and just standing there, waking up through the pattering of tiny, hot droplets on his skin. After he had gotten to a certain state of awareness, he continued the process and morphed his body as he saw fit to get rid of anything unsightly or disproportional (which sometimes happened while he was sleeping). After he deemed his human body "perfect," he finally stepped out, turned off the water, and dried himself thoroughly before taking the time to blow-dry and straighten his already gorgeous hair. Now that he looked presentable, he exited the bathroom and tossed the wet towel in his hamper for free hands while he switched on his iPod to play as he looked through his closet. He decided on a nice grey button-down shirt and black jeans paired with his favorite black boots and a silver chain necklace. He popped the first button on his shirt and slipped on a loosened black tie to give his overall look some "oomph" before he realized one key thing. It was Saturday. Asmodeus stared at his reflection in disdain. Saturday? Why hadn't he cut off his alarm? This was actually one of his days off, and he woke up early? What was wrong with him? He didn't have anything to do today--no classes, no social meetings of any sort. He slapped himself in the forehead and turned toward his roommate. "Mammon, what can we do today?" He leaned against the wall and rolled his neck to loosen it. "I woke up much too early."[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙notes: mammon just got a free show. =w=~;[/style]credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN

[Mammon]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:georgia; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]God, if there was one thing he hated more than anything else it was mornings. Mammon hated them, he truly did. He wasn't a fan of them and was rather glad that his roommate was pretty much the same way. Asmodeus, another archdemon, at least he wasn't stuck with some damn angel that he couldn't stand. He couldn't stand most of them really. They were just a nuisance to him. The demon stirred slightly in his sleep. He hadn't had good sleep in a while, to many damn visions. Sometimes.. he wished they would go away and not bother him so often. Though, half the time they did aid him with what he wanted. Mostly for his sin, and he was quite content with that. There where just some days he would like to sleep in, was that to much to ask really? No, no he didn't think it was. He found himself waking slightly, and found himself knowing the reason why. It was that forsaken machine. What on earth possessed As to get the stupid thing was beyond Mammon. After all, it wasn't like Asmodeus went to class on time anyway. The demon found himself pushing the covers off of himself enough to peak out from under his seemingly hidden safe-house. Once he peered out, he wished he hadn't of. Asmodeus was up and moving, thankfully to shut that damn machine up. His eyes, however caught something else, his body. Damn it. Asmodeus always slept naked and Mammon always tried to avoid that. He could feel his face heat up and he rolled his body over and pulled the covers back up. That pissed him off every time. Not because he didn't like asmodeus in that way, oh it was quite the opposite. The demon just should of known better than to look. He stayed under the covers as the male no doubt went to get a shower. He might as well get up, since he knew he wasn't sleeping now. The demon pushed himself from the bed and warily slipped out of his clothes. At least he had the decency to wear them after all, to pull on new ones. He normally took his showers at night anyway.. and left the bathroom mostly to as in the morning. He was in normal brown cargo pants that always hung loosely on him, a black t-shirt and a red jacket pulled over top. Finished by the goggles he always carried around on his head. Yeah.. everything was normal but he wished as wasn't up so early, mammon himself just realizing it was saturday. It caused him to let out a moan and he slipped back under the sheet and pulled them over his head even in his new clothes. He almost fell back asleep again before As' voice reached him. At least this time he had missed the show he had no doubt put on. "damn it as... if you got rid of that piece of shit machine we wouldn't have this problem." he moaned from under the covers. He didn't care what as said at the moment. he really just wanted to get back to sleep, not that the visions would let him anyway.[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:450px; height:500px; background-color:#f1f1f1; border: 4px solid #2f2f2f, bTable][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/124.png); -moz-border-radius: 280px; border-radius: 100%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -240px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/124.png); -moz-border-radius: 240px; border-radius: 50%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -160px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/124.png); -moz-border-radius: 240px; border-radius: 50%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -80px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style] [STYLE=float: right; width:175px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:250px; margin-bottom: -240px; margin-right: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; line-height: 12px; btable] ►TAGS ASSSYYY ►NOTES gah.. rant rant ►WORDS didn't count template by AERON of BTN! [/style]

[Asmodeus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : 466; ♙tags: mammon; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]Asmodeus huffed and watched his roommate and long-time friend-in-arms hide himself under his blanket as he complained about the alarm clock. Asmodeus loved it at times simply because of what it was: a machine. That meant if he took it apart, there would be so many shiny silver gears and other such pieces inside that would glimmer in the light and excite his curiosity even further. Human-made objects made of natural materials always did, like the necklace proudly resting on his torso. If it was up to him, he would have tons of silver and gold objects decorating the room, but, of course, Mammon would probably pitch a fit about it. Though he was an archdemon of green. Perhaps he would enjoy having some precious metals in his dorm. The main reason, however, that Asmodeus had invested in the handy little thing was simply to make sure his sin was fulfilled throughout the day. He had to make sure that he looked perfect before he stepped out of that door and into the hallway where he was certain that every eye would fall on him. He had to make sure that he looked irresistible from the shaft of his hairs to the ends of his toenails, and many mornings, it wasn't easy to be sure that every inch of his body had been morphed back to his preferred human form. At times, he would wake up with a different hair color or abnormally-sized portions of his body that needed to be fixed immediately. One time, he even had fur because he had been dreaming about animals. Then, he had to be sure that he smelled like absolute perfection through a mixture of colognes and perfumes and other scents that he had pre-mixed to suit his tastes. Being beautiful wasn't easy. Well, he had already done all of that, and Mammon was already awake, so they should make use of their time, Asmodeus thought. But what could they do? The sun was out, and he had already checked the weather the night before to see if he would have to come back during lunch to redo his hair, and there was supposed to be no sign of rain or high humidity. This definitely meant that they should go outside, but what to do, what to do... On a spur-of-the-moment idea, Asmodeus pranced over to his desk and picked up his sleek black wallet to check his funds. There was a surplus. A smirk crept onto Asmodeus' lips, and he set the wallet down, then crept over to Mammon's bed. In one easy heave, he pulled himself on and crawled to position himself directly over his friend. With a confidence in his voice that never seemed to waver, he proudly announced his idea: "Let's go on a date." [/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙notes: <w< <3 ;[/style]credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN

[Mammon]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:georgia; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]Truthfully he should of known better than to argue with Asmodeus. Mammon knew that the male didn't take no for an answer. He had to have what he wanted when he wanted. Truthfully the male could relate to that, since his own sin brought such upon him at times. Though most of his problem was jealousy, that he couldn't deny. Like when As was with all those different people getting in their pants and just.... Wait.. what was he thinking about damn it! He did not care that way for Asmodeus.. right? Mammon couldn't. After all, he had been with As for so many years, and he hadn't noticed anything. The slight thought made the demon's heart drop a bit. Damn, this was what he feared the most. Actually finding something, anything that meant something to him, and not being able to have it. All this time he had been able to do such, using his visions and other abilities to do such, but now.. Mammon pulled the covers closer around him as he curled into a ball. He pulled his legs to his chest and tried to get such thoughts from his mind. He couldn't deal with this pain, he just couldn't. He hated the feelings all every single one of them. They made him feel human and damned would he be thought of one. For a moment the demon even forgot of the other male in the room. He had forgotten all about asmodeus. So when the lust demon jumped on top of him was caught unaware. His golden hues widened a bit. He was completely startled and for a moment forgot just who it was on him. He pushed his hands up on the other male's chest. "W-What are you doing!" he called out. Though his mind seemed to get a little fuzzy at the next sentence that came from the male's mouth. D-Date? H-He was kidding right? Since the male was caught off guard his heart sped up heavily and a deep red came to his face. "W-Why would you want to do that with me."[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:450px; height:500px; background-color:#f1f1f1; border: 4px solid #2f2f2f, bTable][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/155.png); -moz-border-radius: 280px; border-radius: 100%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -240px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/155.png); -moz-border-radius: 240px; border-radius: 50%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -160px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/155.png); -moz-border-radius: 240px; border-radius: 50%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -80px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style] [STYLE=float: right; width:175px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:250px; margin-bottom: -240px; margin-right: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; line-height: 12px; btable] ►TAGS ASSSYYY ►NOTES pffff...shocked!mammon ►WORDS didn't count template by AERON of BTN! [/style]

[Asmodeus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : 565; ♙tags: mammon; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]A sly smile replaced the former expression on the demon's lips, complete with a cocked eyebrow and a self-righteous tone in his voice. Oh, how he enjoyed abusing his friendship with the greed archdemon. "I want to because I'm bored." It was the simple truth, and because Mammon was his friend, he wasn't going to sugar-coat why he did things. They and the other demons had been together through so much already, and he was certain that Mammon knew his intentions to most things already. He could see the future, anyways, so he probably expected Asmodeus to do things. He liked being unpredictable, though. His sudden changes of mind seemed to mess with Mammon's visions of the future. "I'm already dressed and showered, anyways. It would be a waste not to use this time to do something productive. Maybe I can find some more humans to corrupt. It shouldn't be too difficult looking like this." To further accentuate his words, he sat up and grabbed the corner of his tie with his teeth and waggled his blond eyebrows at the other before rolling off the bed and onto his feet, catching his balance and straightening his form. He let the tie flop back into place and fixed it back into position with a clip on his desk. "And why is your face so red, Mammon? You like me or something?" He gave a laugh and waltzed back to the mirror, running his lithe fingers through his hair and double-checking his appearance, making sure that everything was in order. Hair, check. Skin, check. Nails, check. Eyes, check. It was all worthy enough for the lust archdemon, and he turned back to Mammon. "You're going to wear that?" he asked, eyeing the other's clothes. "Not very fashionable, but... I suppose that it suits you," he muttered, then re-examined himself. Now that he looked at it, something was missing. It took a moment of him turning about and looking at multiple angels. His brow furrowed in frustration, and he glared at the attire before it finally clicked. He walked over to the closet and opened a door, pulled out a box, and searched through his belts until he found a simple white leather one with a silver buckle that matched perfectly. Smiling, he slipped it on and nabbed his favorite black fedora with a white strap of its own and placed it on his head for effect before adorning his wrists with loose bangles. He had finally completed the look, and he was quite proud of himself. It may have seemed like a bit much for most people, but for Asmodeus, it was right up his alley. He had to make sure he always looked perfect. "Now, you need to get anything together?" he asked, doing a final check in the mirror. "I'm not going to come back for anything." He made his way back to the desk and pocketed the wallet. "And don't worry about finds this time." He knew that Mammon wouldn't be too keen on spending money, anyways. He always had to keep some spare dollars stashed away just in case his roommate was cheap enough to want to go for lower-quality products. It was the bane of living with such a man. "I'll cover anything you don't want to spend." It wasn't often that he did this, either, so the other should be happy.[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙notes: mammon better be happy that as is spending his money on him xD ;[/style]credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN

[Mammon]

[STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► MAKE ME YOUR RADIO[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]turn me up when you feel low,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:400px; overflow:auto; font-size:10px; font-family:georgia; text-align:justify; color:#3b3b3b]The first thing that honestly came to his mind was.. why him? Sure, this is how Asmodeus always was, but he had never came after mammon before. So.. why now? Mammon really couldn't deal with all the pressure that he felt raving over his head. First, As... was... special. Sure.. they all were special, but.. he was special to Mammon. Had he ever told the demon this? Hell no. He would of rather suffocated. But now, what was he to do in this predicament? The brunette didn't know what to do. He wasn't ready for this. That was when the blonde's words reached him. "I want to because I'm bored." He didn't know why, but the words struck at something within him. Yet, he should of known better. Something seemed to fade from his eyes and he was quiet again. Suddenly he really didn't want to go, not that he hadn't wanted to before, but now he really felt like staying in bed even more now. He knew the male wouldn't let him do that though. His eyes flickered to him as he spoke again and rolled off the bed. Something may have been in there before, but now.. there wasn't. His eyes watched the other male as he moved and slowly sat up. He moved the covers off of his all ready dressed self and looked at the other as he spoke once more. This time, the words struck a stake to any part of his heart that the male hadn't hit previously. He watched him almost lifeless now as he judged his clothes. He suddenly felt like snapping at the other demon but bit his tongue back to avoid that. "That's because its what I normally wear." he said flatly to the second part of his statement. He watched halfheartedly as the other male seemed to "complete" his look. He really didn't pay attention much, and instead took the time to actually put the bed back together from the mess it was in from his restless sleep. He listened only a small bit to the blonde's words. Finally he seemed to open his mouth to reply to at least a few words of the other demons. "I don't need anything else." he said slipping something into the back pocket of his pants. His golden hues flickered over to the other male at the second part of his rant. "You spending on something or someone else isn't often Asmodeus. Are you truly that bored.. or are you simply sick?" he asked. He didn't mean to be rude but it wasn't often at all. He didn't' respond to the last part. He didn't know what to say.. and he all ready knew that he was probably upset. [/style] [STYLE=float: left; width:300px; background-color:#c41e3a; height:20px; font-size:20px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing: -2px; line-height: 15px; color: #f1f1f1; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px]this melody was meant for you,[/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color: #424242; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 23px; margin-left: 5px; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px]► SO SING ALONG TO MY STEREO[/style]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:450px; height:500px; background-color:#f1f1f1; border: 4px solid #2f2f2f, bTable][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/167.png); -moz-border-radius: 280px; border-radius: 100%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -240px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/167.png); -moz-border-radius: 240px; border-radius: 50%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -160px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style][STYLE=float: right; width:100px; height:100px; background-image:url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff473/meniphicons/Gareki/167.png); -moz-border-radius: 240px; border-radius: 50%; margin-right: 18px; margin-top: -80px; border: #3b3b3b 4px solid][/style] [STYLE=float: right; width:175px; background-color:#f1f1f1; height:250px; margin-bottom: -240px; margin-right: 5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12px; text-align:justify; line-height: 12px; btable] ►TAGS ASSSYYY ►NOTES lol..<33 as <3 ►WORDS didn't count template by AERON of BTN! [/style]

[Asmodeus]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : 489; ♙tags: mammon; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]Asmodeus hummed in response to Mammon's reply about not needing to get anything else, and as soon as he had finished fixing himself to perfection, he spun to face the other demon, and a grin formed on his lips at his comment. "I feel absolutely wonderful," he half-sang pridefully. "Besides, how long has it been since the two of us did anything fun? These human bodies restrict what we can do, so why not conform to their ways for a day? It seems fun to me." He finished this off by examining his date--but this time, it wasn't the clothes that caught his attention. "After all, our human forms would make a good couple, right?" After saying this, the lust demon paused, but his eyes slowly began to wander to the other's body and examine it in detail. His brow furrowed, and a hand went to cover his mouth as he slipped into deep thought. "Actually," he muttered, stepping beside Mammon and slipping an arm though his, then tugging the other closer. "I wonder..." It was a depressing thought since he had already taken the time to fix himself into this gorgeous figure, but the idea was worth a shot. Suddenly, a sick cracking reverberated from his body as his bones began to readjust themselves, and his skin bubbled lightly under its surface to expand and contract in certain areas. His hair turned from golden blonde to ash blonde, and his eyes changed hues from the same gold to a bright, clear blue. His new hair grew to almost reach his ankles, yet it was still full and nearly glimmering with health. By the time his transformation was complete, he had shrunk a almost a foot, and his clothes hung loosely on his new hourglass figure. His chest size wasn't all too impressive, but he had just the clothes to make up for it. He flashed a smile at his roommate before prancing over to his expansive wardrobe and flipping through the outfits until he found one that would match this appearance perfectly. He easily undressed from the larger clothes and into a tight bustier-like shirt with sleeves that cut off from the shoulders to just above the elbow and slipped on an dark grey, airy shirt that hang loosely on top of that. That was followed by a pleated pink skirt and asymmetrical socks: one thigh-high black stocking and a knee-high black sock on the other. He added a slim garter and a choker as accessories. He then slipped on white and pink boots after this, and strutted back over to Mammon to retake his arm and examine himself paired with the brunette in the mirror. "There," he said in a chiming girlish voice that fit this new body well. "That's more suitable." He glanced back up to Mammon and hugged his arm tightly to his body, then blew a kiss with hi free hand. "My date~"[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙notes: click! asmodeus as a femme~;[/style]credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN