"People keep asking where my 'red crown' went, I never had one and I don't know what they're talking about, so STOP ASKING!"
"This isn't a cult, it's a community!"
*The Lamb holsters his swords and smiles*
"If you want to ask any questions, put it in my mailbox, I'll get back to you!"
*He turns away and his smile falls*
"You'll probably avoid me though...almost everyone else does..."
WARNINGS
✮ This blog may depict sensitive topics, viewer discretion is advised.
✮ If your question isn't answered, I either don't feel comfortable with the question or something, idk.
[ Info on this AU under the cut ]
[ This AU is if Lamb didn't get sacrificed but still managed to do what OG!Lamb did without the Red Crown ]
Lamb (He/Him): After almost being sacrificed, he gained pyrokinetic powers and overpowered those who wished to harm him. After discovering who those people wanted to sacrifice him to, Lamb swore to destroy any cults related to these so-called gods, even if he had to kill the gods themselves.
Lamb wields two curved swords, polished and sharpened through blood, sweat and tears, as well as a battle axe taken from one of his slain foes.
Him going on this crusade has made people fear him, even his own townsfolk can't look him in the eye in fear of being killed, he is very lonely as a result, only having Narinder and Goat as his only friends.
He has named the swords 'Judge' and 'Jury' respectively while the battle axe is named 'Executioner'
After his first encounter with a Anon, he acquired a frying pan after kicking it out of the Anon's hand. It makes an obnoxious noise however.
i wouldn't say we are ghosts, as I've seen many an anon get brutally murdered before, most of em had it coming for them tho
we are a unique type of creature that is only really found around people of interest, such as yourself!
and we have a plethora of abilities that we can call upon, most notably, "anon magic", which lets us do shit like this!
I CAST: IRON
-now this, THIS is radiating tremendous amounts of malicious intent, despite nothing happening for like 2 seconds after they state this-
-and then they suddenly swing at the lamb, a cast iron frying pan materializing in their hands as they begin their swing-
[sorry man i saw an opportunity and i had to take it, you know how it is]
*Lamb's eyes widen before quickly getting up, barely parrying the pan strike before kicking it out of the anon's hand while not hurting the Anon in the process*
oh, you've only interacted with people who are fully within this world haven't you?
oh that makes this all the more fun~
I'm what is referred to as an 'anon', the lot of us are...
not exactly fully present in this realm, but we still have an ability to interact, however limited
*Lamb sits down, trying to wrap his wool around the concept*
"Soooo...you are like...ghosts? This is so weird and foreign to me..."
*He doesn't have any of his weapons on him at the moment, not needing them while taking a stroll*
