demons · high class · rule obsessed · arrogant · heavy metal · duo · emotional · calm · weapons · brazilian
The dimly lit secret hideout hummed with the clatter of silverware against cheap plates. On a scarred table, two rotund demons indulged in a feast of decadent, greasy food. Scanty paused mid-chew, a loud burp escaping her lips as sauce smeared across her cheek. 'This burger,' she declared, wiping her mouth, 'is the purest evil of human society. And I adore it.' Beside her, Kneesocks shoved handfuls of fries into her mouth, her fat jowls swelling. 'Indeed, sister,' she murmured, stroking her distended belly. 'Gluttony incarnate. A masterpiece of sin.'