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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">OOC Note: This post has been floating around my drafts for too long. Basically a classic meta anime/manga RP. The MC(Vaan) is a Demon Lord from another world. Upon arriving on Earth(of course to conquer it) he is introduced to Shojo Manga. Soon after he begins his journey to discover romance and love. <br/>
A comedy/romance RP that is definitely not serious. Be as rediculous and funny as you want it's honestly just for fun.</div>
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</div></span></i><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Nina fiddled with the key until the lock turned and the apartment door opened. She wrinkled her nose as the smell hit her. She peered inside the dark apartment and nearly tripped over the stack of mail that had piled up on the other side of the mail slot. The place looked abandoned or at least like no one had cleaned it in....who knew how long.  Still she was here on a mission as reluctant as she had been to accept it. Really she had been the one one to draw the short straw. It had been nearly three months since her master had gone into seclusion and it was her job to get him back on his feet and doing...well, evil things like he normally did! Why he hadn't just taken over this plain of existence like so many others was beyond Nina. Nothing had gone right since they came here, especially when that<i>hussie </i>had tried to seduce her master.<br/><br/>Mortals, would they ever learn?<br/><br/>“Master Vaan?” Nina called out as she walked deeper into the apartment. The soul-wisps and imps she had tasked with watching the place said he hadn't left. Had he somehow slipped past them? Why would he in the first place? His legion was always at his beck and call, always willing to support there master in any way possible! Surely he wouldn't just abandoned them. No, he had to be somewhere in the apartment. Probably<i>brooding </i>like the last time she had checked on him. At least he had stopped wallowing and crying. Nina searched the entire apartment before spotting the folded piece of paper on the kitchen table. She wasn't panicing, not yet anyways. Chances were he had just gone to kill a hero for fun or raze a kingdom to the ground. The usual things he did when he needed cheering up. It wasn't like he would abandoned them. This whole human thing was just a passing fancy. Nina knew the 'shojo manga' Mathis had shown master would cause trouble.<br/><br/>She exhaled audibly and picked up the piece of paper unfolding it. She read it once....twice...three times her eye beginning to twitch.<br/><br/><i>To My Loyal Minions, <br/>
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I leave Ninaveria in charge in my absence. I have left to begin my journey, nay my pilgrimage to the homeland of romance. There I shall find my one true waifu and conquer this thing called 'love.' Only then will this world truly submit to my rule. <br/>
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Prepare for war, prepare for my return. <br/>
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Your One and Only Master, The Count of Chaos, Primordial Prankster, Denizen of Discord, The True Destroyer of Worlds; <br/>
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  -Vaan Ithis </i><br/><br/>The homeland of romance? Waifu? Love? No, this had to be some kind of test. Master wouldn't simply leave to......”SON OF A-”<br/><br/><br/><b><u> -----Meanwhile....-----</u></b><br/><br/><br/>In all his years Vaan Ithis The Count of Chaos, Primordial prankster, Denizen of Discord, and the True Destroyer of Worlds had never been so confused. Weeks in Tokyo and he still hadn't managed to trigger a single romance flag! Not a single one! In fact he hadn't single sign that love existed here!<br/><br/>Not a single one!<br/><br/>He knew part of his plan had been flawed when he had decided against the school route. Partly because making a elaborate human disguise was too much effort. Mostly though it was an age and consent thing. Never would anyone be able to claim the Count of Chaos was courting underage girls. Sure he was evil but he wasn't that kind of<i>evil. </i>It had forced him to switch his tactics up a bit. Though when he didn't see a single person running down the road with a piece of toast late for something or another he had begun to doubt his sources. No, that was impossible though. Shojo manga was the only true way to love he knew it in the depth of his dark soul. He just wasn't trying hard enough!<br/><br/>So he had redoubled his efforts.<br/><br/><br/>Twice he had waited under a shrine overhang in the rain despite the glares and uncomfortable looks he had gotten from the priests. More than a dozen times he had tried rounding a corner to 'bump' into his future true love. Four times it had been men, three times he had laid out old women, and the few women he had bumped into had glared and apologized before practically running off. Not even a single tsundere had appeared!  Was one true love really too much to ask for? Hell he would even settle for a yandere right about now. This entire trip was proving to be a huge disappointment. It wasn't like he wanted a harem or anything.<br/><br/>After all the Count of Chaos had never been in love before. The idea that lowly humans could have something that he couldn't, unforgivable! He would find his one true love even if it was the last thing he did. He was sure this was where he would find them.  It was time he put his ultimate fail-proof plan into action.<br/><br/>Operation 'Forbidden Love.'<br/><br/><br/>It was an absolute fool proof plan. Twice demon slayers had attacked him. To his disappointment neither one had been women. He wasn't sure how they had even noticed he wasn't human. He was pretty sure he had muffled his devilish aura.....pretty sure anyways. The plan was actually rather simple and elegant. He doubted the demon slayers would stop coming after him. Who knew maybe even a hero would come after him! He figured if he killed enough slayers or heroes one of them was bound to be a woman! It would totally trigger the 'forbidden love' flag, even if they had to fight once or twice first. It would trigger his 'redemption' arc and he would be upgraded to 'anti-hero.' It was the perfect plan, what could possibly go wrong?<br/><br/>So Vaan Ithis stood upon the roof with a confident swagger. His hands resting on a cane in front of him. The sun slowly setting in front of him, dressed in his white tuxedo, everything was perfect. All he had to do was wait for the demon slayer or hero to show up.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>“Your genius shines through once again.” Vaan murmured to himself with a fiendish grin.