[The second post took a minute. She dithered about phrasing. She'd tried to tell him before, but he obviously hadn't been listening, and had a bit of wax in his fins. She wanted to make sure he understood this time.]
I am a half demon. We've been over this, but I'll be clearer. Demons control what they are. Many can shapeshift, take on whatever form they want. The fact that my claws, horns, tail and my wings didn't go away when I wanted them is because I'm only half demon. at least I can retract the claws.
[Yeah, she used to have wings once. If he snuck his grubby fingers up along her back, he could feel the scars of where they used to be.]
My father was an incubus. Incubi are men and succubi are women. They are sex demons, meant to corrupt and twist people towards depraved acts, have sex with them and consume their souls to send to hell when they're done with them. A cambion, or half-demon, is a rare thing because most people don't survive sex with one.
The other reason we're rare is most are either really disfigured and/or insane. Since I was about fifteen or sixteen, I get urges. They didn't get really aggressive until mom died and my dad started trying to screw with me, since she helped me. When the 'other side' comes out I act like a sexual predator out to find someone or lots of someones, torture them, have them and kill them. That part of me likes to do the most blasphemous and horrible things it can, loves making people sick to their stomach and doesn't care who it hurts.
I'm not sure if it's because my father isn't here, but as long as I've been here, it seems to happen about every new moon, so 28 days. Before, it happened a lot more, and in the middle of sex. It made it dangerous to be with me.
... the only reason I agreed to this is that she didn't come out when we were kissing the first time. I thought she would. I was surprised I didn't try to kill you that day.
[It's... kind of why she had originally considered Gamzee when people told her she'd been flirting with him, despite the whole 'he's homicidal' warnings.]
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Date: 2012-11-25 05:28 pm (UTC)I am a half demon. We've been over this, but I'll be clearer. Demons control what they are. Many can shapeshift, take on whatever form they want. The fact that my claws, horns, tail and my wings didn't go away when I wanted them is because I'm only half demon. at least I can retract the claws.
[Yeah, she used to have wings once. If he snuck his grubby fingers up along her back, he could feel the scars of where they used to be.]
My father was an incubus. Incubi are men and succubi are women. They are sex demons, meant to corrupt and twist people towards depraved acts, have sex with them and consume their souls to send to hell when they're done with them. A cambion, or half-demon, is a rare thing because most people don't survive sex with one.
The other reason we're rare is most are either really disfigured and/or insane. Since I was about fifteen or sixteen, I get urges. They didn't get really aggressive until mom died and my dad started trying to screw with me, since she helped me. When the 'other side' comes out I act like a sexual predator out to find someone or lots of someones, torture them, have them and kill them. That part of me likes to do the most blasphemous and horrible things it can, loves making people sick to their stomach and doesn't care who it hurts.
I'm not sure if it's because my father isn't here, but as long as I've been here, it seems to happen about every new moon, so 28 days. Before, it happened a lot more, and in the middle of sex. It made it dangerous to be with me.
... the only reason I agreed to this is that she didn't come out when we were kissing the first time. I thought she would. I was surprised I didn't try to kill you that day.
[It's... kind of why she had originally considered Gamzee when people told her she'd been flirting with him, despite the whole 'he's homicidal' warnings.]