She looks slightly shocked by that, beginning to sip at her drink “Huh, I’m happy ta be yer first, an’ if we’re lucky I’ll end up bein’ yer last too.” She chuckles softly, the bright constellations on her body creeping into visibility.
He stops after a bit, sitting next to them, leaning on them for comfort “I’m happy I have you. Do you want a gift for tomorrow?”
He kisses them back, chuckling softly as enjoys their time together.
Edwin watches the constellations, his eyes becoming star filled as he grins. He suddenly begins to ramble about the stars and how they were used in ancient times. He does this for a moment or two before shutting up and running the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Sorry.. astrology is something I am passionate about."
"I already have multiple for you waiting but if you wish to get me one, I wouldn't mind it." He said.
Stroth holds his hand and thinks for a few moments "Maybe if I died.. maybe The Brand would leave you alone finally.."
He looks back to find her leaning against the bar, looking to him with a smile on her face, entirely genuine, and happy to hear him rambling “Don’t worry ‘bout it none sweetheart, don’t mind hearin’ ya talk ‘bout somethin’ ya like. Good that ya have passions, especially ones on my body. I’m a Star Druid, so it’s good ta hear.”
He looks at them, surprised for just a moment “Several? I’ve got to get more gifts.” He says, sighing as he leans against them, rubbing against them.
He sighs, taking her face in his hands and looking into her eyes “I don’t want ya ta think that ever again. If ya die, I’ll be one step behind.”
"It's beautiful! People don't understand how much power is in the stars the planets, the stuff and like." He said and beams.
"I only wish for one. I want you to be graced with many." He said, smiling under his mask.
"Okay, okay, I was just suggesting it!" She chirps and laughs.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
"That's pretty scary. I only want to harvest a little plasma. Maybe cook some stars that aren't surrounded by inhabited planets."
"The problem I have is that it was what gave humanity a sin nature. Every atrocity in the world, no matter how secret, is fundamentally tied to that. In Eden, nature was gentle and perfect. Now it is red in tooth and claw, protesting against Mortalkind and monsters alike. But I don't want to make you feel guilty. If we were a lesser beast, we would drag you down and torture you to the best of our ability in the freezing, crushing darkness for eternity... but we are not, so here we are. You had good intentions."
He nods "Yes.. that would be a good idea...not to do that. Sometimes.. taking a star ...has more consequences than one ...knows." he said, sipping his tea.
"Should they not have the the freedom to make their own decisions instead of blindly following the wolf disguised as a shepherd?" He said "This is my torture... To be this creature, forever stuck here and watching the folk I have knowledge to use it in such.. perverse ways. I regret it in some ways, watching what it all has become..'
He sighs and takes a sip himself. "I really don't want to lose my friend, even if they are kind of evil."
"So you do understand. That's good. Very good. We're going to fix things. See, we have this idea: if the nature of Mortalkind is to be evil, why not... remove that nature? They can be free, but they'd be more like us. Devoid of moral wickedness. Devoid of... yes, humanity. Doesn't that sound beautiful?"
“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
He nods and sighs "I'm not that interesting unfortunately." He said and smiles again "Honestly.. I want to hear about you."
He chuckles and brushes a hand against the collar around his neck "You have already given me so much."
*In a specific Batman movie that I can't remember the name of, the Joker's catchphrase is "Have you ever danced with the Devil by the cold moonlight?" He said it while killing Bruce's parents, too. The Abyss, that weird character I introduced recently, is a satanic archetype in many ways, although it does have a unique identity.*
The Neighbor is collecting snow as it falls so that it can create snow cones with clean powder that hasn't been walked on.
The Magus is scribing improved spell scrolls that can be used even by non-casters.
*Interesting indeed.*
Antonio is walking around, his warhammer over his shoulder as he enjoys the snow, happy to have something he obviously didn’t have where he’s from.
Sanviento watches with interest, looking over their shoulder with a slight bit too much curiosity.
The Neighbor grabs a little box of Christmas cookies and brings it over, since it hasn't collected enough snow. "Hey there! Just moved into town a bit ago, and I wanted to greet the new neighbors with something nice." It offers the box.
The Magus tilts its masked and hooded head. "What's a spell that interests you? And please, do not say Fireball."
He looks down to the box, smiling as he takes it, rubbing the back of his neck as he takes them “I’ll hand these around, sure thing.” He says, not understanding he’s giving it to him “I’m Antonio, nice to meet you.” He meekly says, holding out his hand.
He walks over to stand next to them “I’m not my idiotic brother, there are better spells than fireball. It is best to have a diverse understanding of magic than one spell.”
"That's pretty scary. I only want to harvest a little plasma. Maybe cook some stars that aren't surrounded by inhabited planets."
"The problem I have is that it was what gave humanity a sin nature. Every atrocity in the world, no matter how secret, is fundamentally tied to that. In Eden, nature was gentle and perfect. Now it is red in tooth and claw, protesting against Mortalkind and monsters alike. But I don't want to make you feel guilty. If we were a lesser beast, we would drag you down and torture you to the best of our ability in the freezing, crushing darkness for eternity... but we are not, so here we are. You had good intentions."
He nods "Yes.. that would be a good idea...not to do that. Sometimes.. taking a star ...has more consequences than one ...knows." he said, sipping his tea.
"Should they not have the the freedom to make their own decisions instead of blindly following the wolf disguised as a shepherd?" He said "This is my torture... To be this creature, forever stuck here and watching the folk I have knowledge to use it in such.. perverse ways. I regret it in some ways, watching what it all has become..'
He sighs and takes a sip himself. "I really don't want to lose my friend, even if they are kind of evil."
"So you do understand. That's good. Very good. We're going to fix things. See, we have this idea: if the nature of Mortalkind is to be evil, why not... remove that nature? They can be free, but they'd be more like us. Devoid of moral wickedness. Devoid of... yes, humanity. Doesn't that sound beautiful?"
"You care...but you also care about everything else... They can still be your friend.. and you don't agree...with what they want." He said "It is.. better you voice than keep.. it down. If they still want.. to be your..friend, they will accept..you do ..not agree with them." He says.
"Somewhat.. how would we remove hate and anger and evil from such a broad spectrum though?" Toboroth said.
“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
He nods and sighs "I'm not that interesting unfortunately." He said and smiles again "Honestly.. I want to hear about you."
He chuckles and brushes a hand against the collar around his neck "You have already given me so much."
She hugs him happily, snuggling him.
She shakes her head “Sure ya are, I’m just some Goliath who used ta be a criminal, an’ ended up cursed. I just used ta travel, things like those. Ya know.” She says, blushing softly from the attention.
He shivers slightly at the touch “And ya have me, I’d probably still be trapped in hell if it weren’t fer ya.” He kisses the side of their mask.
“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
He nods and sighs "I'm not that interesting unfortunately." He said and smiles again "Honestly.. I want to hear about you."
He chuckles and brushes a hand against the collar around his neck "You have already given me so much."
She hugs him happily, snuggling him.
She shakes her head “Sure ya are, I’m just some Goliath who used ta be a criminal, an’ ended up cursed. I just used ta travel, things like those. Ya know.” She says, blushing softly from the attention.
He shivers slightly at the touch “And ya have me, I’d probably still be trapped in hell if it weren’t fer ya.” He kisses the side of their mask.
*Happy end?*
He nods, listening along. "Still, that is more interesting than anything I have done or could do." He said, beaming.
"You don't deserve to be in hell. You deserve to be worshipped like the gods." He said
The Neighbor grabs a little box of Christmas cookies and brings it over, since it hasn't collected enough snow. "Hey there! Just moved into town a bit ago, and I wanted to greet the new neighbors with something nice." It offers the box.
The Magus tilts its masked and hooded head. "What's a spell that interests you? And please, do not say Fireball."
He looks down to the box, smiling as he takes it, rubbing the back of his neck as he takes them “I’ll hand these around, sure thing.” He says, not understanding he’s giving it to him “I’m Antonio, nice to meet you.” He meekly says, holding out his hand.
He walks over to stand next to them “I’m not my idiotic brother, there are better spells than fireball. It is best to have a diverse understanding of magic than one spell.”
The uncanny humanoid shakes it firmly, a bit too friendly. "Nice to meet you too, Antonio. Feel free to keep those cookies, I have a ton more of them that I want to hand out personally. I know the whole thing about good deeds not announcing themselves, but I like to stay in the moral null zone. I'm sure you understand."
The fiend nods. "Depth also has its merit. Not that there can be much depth to the use of such an uncontrollable explosion. I find violent magic, as well as enchantment spells... unbearably boring. But people want spectacle, even if it's harmful to everyone around. They want love, even if it's fake. But illusions, summons, manipulations, healing... the depth and breadth of those magics are incredible. I can make a monster that will outclass a fireball any day when it comes to utility and even damage."
*really I’m proud of the thing I wrote on cosmo-on-call*
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“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
He nods and sighs "I'm not that interesting unfortunately." He said and smiles again "Honestly.. I want to hear about you."
He chuckles and brushes a hand against the collar around his neck "You have already given me so much."
She hugs him happily, snuggling him.
She shakes her head “Sure ya are, I’m just some Goliath who used ta be a criminal, an’ ended up cursed. I just used ta travel, things like those. Ya know.” She says, blushing softly from the attention.
He shivers slightly at the touch “And ya have me, I’d probably still be trapped in hell if it weren’t fer ya.” He kisses the side of their mask.
*Happy end?*
He nods, listening along. "Still, that is more interesting than anything I have done or could do." He said, beaming.
"You don't deserve to be in hell. You deserve to be worshipped like the gods." He said
“I wouldn’t bet on that if I were ya.” She says, running a finger down the side of her face, beginning to go through her life, the highs and lows, every little thing she has done until coming here.
He shakes his head “Maybe ya do, but I’m just some Shifter from the west who’s a half decent shot. Love ya.”
He sighs and takes a sip himself. "I really don't want to lose my friend, even if they are kind of evil."
"So you do understand. That's good. Very good. We're going to fix things. See, we have this idea: if the nature of Mortalkind is to be evil, why not... remove that nature? They can be free, but they'd be more like us. Devoid of moral wickedness. Devoid of... yes, humanity. Doesn't that sound beautiful?"
"You care...but you also care about everything else... They can still be your friend.. and you don't agree...with what they want." He said "It is.. better you voice than keep.. it down. If they still want.. to be your..friend, they will accept..you do ..not agree with them." He says.
"Somewhat.. how would we remove hate and anger and evil from such a broad spectrum though?" Toboroth said.
Felix nods. "That's a good point. Thank you, Ichigo. You're a lot wiser than I am."
"Hate is a purely human emotion. Our... alterations remove it. Mortalkin have the potential to be such beautiful creatures. Beings of pure dark. A family, once and for all." It sounds very sentimental about this.
“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
He nods and sighs "I'm not that interesting unfortunately." He said and smiles again "Honestly.. I want to hear about you."
He chuckles and brushes a hand against the collar around his neck "You have already given me so much."
She hugs him happily, snuggling him.
She shakes her head “Sure ya are, I’m just some Goliath who used ta be a criminal, an’ ended up cursed. I just used ta travel, things like those. Ya know.” She says, blushing softly from the attention.
He shivers slightly at the touch “And ya have me, I’d probably still be trapped in hell if it weren’t fer ya.” He kisses the side of their mask.
*Happy end?*
He nods, listening along. "Still, that is more interesting than anything I have done or could do." He said, beaming.
"You don't deserve to be in hell. You deserve to be worshipped like the gods." He said
“I wouldn’t bet on that if I were ya.” She says, running a finger down the side of her face, beginning to go through her life, the highs and lows, every little thing she has done until coming here.
He shakes his head “Maybe ya do, but I’m just some Shifter from the west who’s a half decent shot. Love ya.”
"Still. You seem amazing, interesting... everything." He said, beaming.
"You are more than that." He said, poking him between the ribs.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"It's beautiful! People don't understand how much power is in the stars the planets, the stuff and like." He said and beams.
"I only wish for one. I want you to be graced with many." He said, smiling under his mask.
"Okay, okay, I was just suggesting it!" She chirps and laughs.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(you want to rp)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
I wrote a thing on cosmo, I’m proud of it
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Cut for Wendi.*
“What a beautiful thing the celestial, the stars above am’ everythin’ with them. Ya should tell me more ‘bout yerself, not just what ya do, but who ya are.” She says, retracting her claws.
He runs their arm softly “You want to get one while I get a lot? I suppose I’ll have to gift you another way somehow.”
He lets go of her, chuckling softly as he leans back, rocking them both in the chair.
He sighs and takes a sip himself. "I really don't want to lose my friend, even if they are kind of evil."
"So you do understand. That's good. Very good. We're going to fix things. See, we have this idea: if the nature of Mortalkind is to be evil, why not... remove that nature? They can be free, but they'd be more like us. Devoid of moral wickedness. Devoid of... yes, humanity. Doesn't that sound beautiful?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He nods and sighs "I'm not that interesting unfortunately." He said and smiles again "Honestly.. I want to hear about you."
He chuckles and brushes a hand against the collar around his neck "You have already given me so much."
She hugs him happily, snuggling him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks down to the box, smiling as he takes it, rubbing the back of his neck as he takes them “I’ll hand these around, sure thing.” He says, not understanding he’s giving it to him “I’m Antonio, nice to meet you.” He meekly says, holding out his hand.
He walks over to stand next to them “I’m not my idiotic brother, there are better spells than fireball. It is best to have a diverse understanding of magic than one spell.”
"You care...but you also care about everything else... They can still be your friend.. and you don't agree...with what they want." He said "It is.. better you voice than keep.. it down. If they still want.. to be your..friend, they will accept..you do ..not agree with them." He says.
"Somewhat.. how would we remove hate and anger and evil from such a broad spectrum though?" Toboroth said.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She shakes her head “Sure ya are, I’m just some Goliath who used ta be a criminal, an’ ended up cursed. I just used ta travel, things like those. Ya know.” She says, blushing softly from the attention.
He shivers slightly at the touch “And ya have me, I’d probably still be trapped in hell if it weren’t fer ya.” He kisses the side of their mask.
*Happy end?*
*I really think I Can’t Decide is the best song to embody The Herald. It just fits so well.*
He nods, listening along. "Still, that is more interesting than anything I have done or could do." He said, beaming.
"You don't deserve to be in hell. You deserve to be worshipped like the gods." He said
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
The uncanny humanoid shakes it firmly, a bit too friendly. "Nice to meet you too, Antonio. Feel free to keep those cookies, I have a ton more of them that I want to hand out personally. I know the whole thing about good deeds not announcing themselves, but I like to stay in the moral null zone. I'm sure you understand."
The fiend nods. "Depth also has its merit. Not that there can be much depth to the use of such an uncontrollable explosion. I find violent magic, as well as enchantment spells... unbearably boring. But people want spectacle, even if it's harmful to everyone around. They want love, even if it's fake. But illusions, summons, manipulations, healing... the depth and breadth of those magics are incredible. I can make a monster that will outclass a fireball any day when it comes to utility and even damage."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*It's true XD*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
*really I’m proud of the thing I wrote on cosmo-on-call*
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Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
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*Sure!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“I wouldn’t bet on that if I were ya.” She says, running a finger down the side of her face, beginning to go through her life, the highs and lows, every little thing she has done until coming here.
He shakes his head “Maybe ya do, but I’m just some Shifter from the west who’s a half decent shot. Love ya.”
Felix nods. "That's a good point. Thank you, Ichigo. You're a lot wiser than I am."
"Hate is a purely human emotion. Our... alterations remove it. Mortalkin have the potential to be such beautiful creatures. Beings of pure dark. A family, once and for all." It sounds very sentimental about this.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(who you got?)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
"Still. You seem amazing, interesting... everything." He said, beaming.
"You are more than that." He said, poking him between the ribs.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘