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Interesting Mun Award! This award is given to Mun’s that spark inspiration for everything from conversations to pictures! To receive this award more than once means you must be extremely inspiring! But I ask that you keep the inspiration going by giving this award to at least five other Mun’s. Nothing bad will happen if you don’t but it’s fun to brighten another’s day right? :)
You, you are wonderful! Thank you so much for making my night tonight.
Interesting Mun Award! This award is given to Mun’s that spark inspiration for everything from conversations to pictures! To receive this award more than once means you must be extremely inspiring! But I ask that you keep the inspiration going by giving this award to at least five other Mun’s. Nothing bad will happen if you don’t but it’s fun to brighten another’s day right? :)
You are too kind! I barely got to write with you yet and you already are spoiling me. Thank you, so so much for this. I happen to think highly of you and look forward to playing together more often!
Just so everyone who follows me knows, I haven't been on in a while. I've been struggling for inspiration here, mostly. I've considered closing it down for a while but I'm holding off because there are people I really love writing with and I don't want to close up those channels. I put a lot into this character as well, writing over two thousand years of history and FCs and backstory, but as much as I'd like to explore all of these things publicly (many are in my drafts) I'm just having a hard time getting the juice going to write replies too. I'm sorry for the inconvenience and if you unfollow I'll understand. I know a lot of people aren't so patient with replies. I'm giving myself some time to decide what I want to do before I do anything, especially because I'm at a time in my life where these things are escaping me quickly. I'm sorry again, if this bothers you.
Thank you.
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Alastair frowned at that, feeling the anger building up inside him even at the thought of that traitor. “He didn’t come up with that all by himself.” he muttered under his breath and bit down on his lower lip. Crowley learned that from Lilith, she liked to pick out the more fancy looking houses when she took a vessel, making sure the place was surrounded by demons who were eager to throw themselves at her feet. Even in Hell, she had a special place she liked to stay, giving orders out to her followers. Crowley used to be one of them, in fact he was part of her most trusted circle, along with Alastair. “If Lilith was still alive, the torment that piss poor excuse for a demon would be facing…” He both smirked and shuddered a little at the same time just thinking of it. The Queen was even more ruthless than he was. Alastair didn’t learn all he knows from her for nothing after all.
That anger was exactly what she needed. She needed another person as pissed off about this as she was. She had seen the way Lilith had lived and knew Crowley was just a poor imitation. She had truly been demonic royalty, if there were such a thing. He was just bottom feeding scum trying to call himself King. She cut her eyes over to him when he trailed off. "She's not. But we are. We can give him something almost as good." She knew neither of them could compare to Lilith. Lilith had been... Absolutely everything Meg had wanted to be. She admired her greatly. And now she was gone, and she was irreplaceable. She sighed. "Let's remind him of his place." She said, and if she took any glee in that statement, it didn't show on her face. She was too angry at this set of circumstances. How was it fair that Lilith and Alastair would have to die, just for Crowley to pick up the scraps like the mutt he was? She hated that son of a bitch more than anything.
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"Didn't expect to see you around these parts, Clarence."
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She smiled to herself, laying her palm over her stomach where the majority of her wounds are, feeling the way the skin of the meatsack throbbed with life against the still bleeding holes cut in her. "Not at the moment." She said. "He moves around from time to time, but he's easy to track. He's sloppy... and he has a harem of demons around him at all times because he's too soft to defend himself." She told him, letting him know everything she did. "Just look for the masses around an estate - he'll be there. That bastard doesn't know anything except marble sinks and golden toilets, thinking he's some king. He doesn't hide well at all, because he's too good to give up creature comforts." She shrugged one shoulder. "That's the best I know."
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“No problem.” Abigail decided just to ignore the sugar comment. “Don’t worry about it. I’m Abigail. You?”
"Meg." She replied, flattening out the dollar before she slipped it into the vending machine, picking a root beer. "What brings you here, Abagail?" She asked, wearing a disarming smile and trying her best to make small talk.
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“I think so.” Abigail started to fish around in her purse for her wallet. She pulled out a single. “Here ya go.”
Meg grinned - all teeth. "Thanks sugar." She replied, snatching the dollar. "I'll get you on the next one. So, what's your name?"
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“Hello. Can I help you?”
"Sure. You got a dollar for the vending machine? I only have a five."
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Demons were the epitome of all things flawed. They were once Human, creatures that had been of her Father’s design but, after her brother Lucifer fell the Demons were created. It was a shocking revelation, the act had disturbed Hester and her siblings and there was without a doubt something that had changed within her.
Demons were whores, they were crafty creatures that were not to be trusted and above all else they were delusional. Twisted to become the parasites they had become.
Approaching the demon that wore the body of a dark haired woman, Hester stood tall and glowered.
“Demon whore.” She acknowledged although, she made no further step towards the demon.
Meg was leaning over the counter of the nurse's station in the asylum, ticking the long hours away. She was getting sick of these overnight shifts. At least when she had the nights off she could slip away and watch over the wayward angel. Stuck here with her ass planted at the desk, she thought she might go bananas herself. She idly wondered how many nurses became patients here, dragging a pen upside down across a clipboard. Nothing happened at night. Nothing.
Or so she thought. She suddenly went tense, her eyes going black against her will and her entire head signaling with whatever spidey senses she had. Shit. She whipped around and stared into the righteous little face of another angel. Had they tracked him down? They couldn't have! They didn't even know he was alive. She was scared, but she wasn't going to let that stop her either.
"Uh." She replied to the greeting, unsure what to say to that. "I don't really put out, if that's what you're after. Maybe try the house next door?" She backed up against the counter, her hands flush with the top. If she could just slip away, she could turn the tides in her favor...
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