Rp with my Overlords of Hell

(I guess 1.)

*The sounds of gunfire can be heard echoing off the walls.*

Mara: damn, you need help

??? ????: I've tried everything, yet, nothing worked. I think I may be too far gone for help at this point.

*The man rubs his neck, revealing some sort of mark on it.*

??? ????: The only thing I can do is just mourn the fallen, for that's all I am able to do. They didn't know the risks, they didn't know what would happen, it's not their fault they chose this job...

Mara: hm...

??? ????: Seven months... I had to endure seven months alone with no other humans than these guys. They wanted to kill everything there, innocent or not. Didn't matter to them, they were in it for the money. They say greed kills more than pride, and I'd agree with them on that.

Mara: Ah so most humans are still the same

??? ????: Basically...

Mara: You want some healing or something?

??? ????: There's no healing what I've been through, They're just permeant scars now. Nothing I can do with them than keep them...

Mara: Oh- do you need anything else...?

??? ????: Just some time to mourn the fallen will do.

Mara: The F**k?

*The gunfire starts to amplify rather quickly, sounding as if there's seven, no, eight people in a gunfight. Most of the guns sound advanced, but very loud up close.*

Mara: Mariah, stay here. *She flies over to the area*

*By the time she reaches the area, there are seven dead men and one man in a Type-C Full Face Respirator kneeling down, the barrel of his rifle still smoking.*

Mara: Humans still like this as usual...

*The man in the mask seems to have a shaken breathing pattern, almost as if he didn't want to kill them, despite him looking like he prepared to deal with an entire army approach.*

Mara: You alright?

*The man immediately looks up, but his shakey breathing pattern doesn't stop even after he realizes there's no threat.*

??? ????: Y-y-yeah. Just- trying to regain my composition...

Mara: *floats down and looks up at him* Are you sure?

??? ????: Yeah. It's just the guilt I got. They've been hunting me down for months and every time I clear one group, another one shows up to take it's place.

(first image, hear me ou-)

*an angelic statue with the head and face covered by a cloak appears in front of them*

{Not likely to accept, she's had trouble in her past experiences of relationships. Also I'm guessing you choose Number 1}

Mara: Eh?

(Ooooo- wait I thought it was an rp with everyone of em)

{Nah they each in different layers}

(Oh... well any suggestions?)

{Idk which one you Wanna rp with, u can choose 1-3 if u want}

(Uhhhh idk random numbe :P)

{We can just continue with Mara then?}

(Sure ig)

Mariah {The child}: A Statue?

Mara: Not one I've seen before

*it feels like the statue is staring directly at them, the cloak becomes an actual clothing but the rest is still a statue*

Mara: I don't trust...

{Also Mara's short, she's 5'2}

(Awwwww-)

*a voice in her head is heard*
???: Be not afraid, for I am not here to harm you

{So ye also William aka number 2 demon is way bigger there was just no room on paper}

Mara: Yeah I'm just tired. What do you want

(LMAO)

???: Are you tired? Do you need some rest my dear?

Mara: No I'm fine

Mariah: Ma?

Mara: The statues talking to me through my mind

*the statue's voice can now be actually heard*
???: Who is the little one Mara...?

Mara: That's my daughter, Mariah