God's Will Doesn't Have an End

(RP blog, John Loves You AU Gary. Art and AU by @zzoupz)

[father-miller]

Welcome, may God's will show us the way. As you may know I am Father Miller, a priest renowned (but not in the preferential eye) of the Vatican and at war with the Cult of Buer. Feel free to ask me anything, though I can't promise I'll always answer.

Any tells me I should create a Do Not Interact list so I suppose I should put that here.

DNI: Cultists in blue robes that intend to "purify" the world.

OOC: Welcome, let's lay down the ground rules.

-this blog will be going based off of Zzoupz AU and this fic (I am the original author of that fic. If you want to verify it I'm fine with that, my main blog is @markthekng)

-NSFW allowed but I reserve the right to ignore, delete, and/or block anyone that makes me uncomfortable.

-Other rp accounts please interact, the DNI is just being silly. In reality DNI if you don't like gay people or POC.

-Speaking of the above rule, no shipping with Amy or Michael, those two are minors in most renditions. No shipping with Miriam either, that's his mother. Shipping with John, Tiffany, or Lisa allowed, but I'm more likely to interact with GaryJohn shippers.

-I'll probably be slow to respond, but I will try to answer asks as soon as I can.

-have fun, be nice.

[father-miller]

Amy has informed me today is some event called yaoi day and that I have to reconvene with the cultist known as John Ward to celebrate. Fascinating. I do wonder what that word means.

[father-miller]

Amy was suggesting I replace my cane that has been blessed by the Vatican three times over and doused in holy water more times than I can count with this one. Can someone please explain to me why?

[father-miller]

Noted. I’ll see you soon, Father. Please do excuse the antlers.

The what?

[father-miller]

No what would I want to do that, hmmmm? Though I’m sure that brat Michael would be delighted to see my face again!

...alright, it if Amy finds out you took her leftovers again I'm only going to be able to pray for your spleen.

[father-miller]

Oh I know your very skilled, Father Miller. I don’t doubt that one bit. You are not, however, very skilled at keeping ‘cultists’ (i’m NOT a cultist, curse you.) out of your bed. Speaking of beds, do you have any spare blankets? I keep getting the shivers, i’m unsure why.

If I let you inside do you promise not to tempt fate by barging into Amy and Michael's room?

[father-miller]

I sure don’t. It’s fun! It’s like a game! Don’t you like fun anymore, old man?

Of course I like fun, I just also like having my head attached to my neck.

And watch yourself, I may be old but that doesn't make me unskilled.

[father-miller]

Again, definitely NOT John.

Why would I knock???? Breaking and entering is much more fun, it’s also fun to see if I can sneak past…the others…

Cultist, you know better than to play with fate around women who carry swords and crowbars for fun.

[father-miller]

Definitely not the ‘cultist’ (i’m not a cultist), but could you please stop locking your windows??? Thanks.

- NOT John

That explains the rattling I keep hearing at night. If this really is not the cultist then no, go away and let me rest. If I'm being deceived (as I often am) then you should know all you have to do is knock to be let in.

[father-miller]

How are you doing, Father? Heard much from the cult?

I'm doing alright, the cultist hasn't been poking around my house as frequently, though occasionally I feel the looming figure in my tree is a little too big to be an owl

[father-miller]

I will agree, but do not insult our entire church becayse of two peoples actions. I do apolgise, I don’t mean to get so angry but you really must understand what this is for me.

I suppose I can understand, unfortunately, I also understand what it was for her.

[father-miller]

Good morning, priest

I hope you are feeling better today, these uuh... cultists haven't done that much harm to you?

(Ooc: just hoping you are doing okay now •w• And ye I decided to not go by anonymous this time💥)

I'm doing alright. The cultists could hardly do more damage to me than my body does to itself. A piece of advice, don't get old.

[father-miller]

I AM NOT SOME POOR LOST SOUL! YOU TELL HER THAT, OR I WILL MYSELF! I DO NOT NEED HELP, I DO NOT NEED SAVING. THE CHURCH IS SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL AND I WON’T HAVE YOU TELL ME OTHERWISE!

That wouldn't go over very well. For now you two can come to a consensus that it's better with Clarke and Angela gone, regardless of morality alignment you seem to agree on that.

[father-miller]

Mmm…Thank you, Gary. I appreciate it. As long as you can assure me this isn’t some sort of lure! Or that they aren’t poisoned…I don’t think Miriam likes me very much.

Miriam just doesn't like what the church you burrow in used to be before you disassembled it. Looking at you brings back memories of a man not even you could kill. I assure you she has no ill intentions. She even sees you as just as much a soul dragged to hell by that place as her.

[father-miller]

…Yes…Yes I would like that a lot…

Our rations are…thinning, to say the least. I gave up mine to one of the elders.

Then you're free to come back for dinner every night if you wish. You may also bring left overs for your followers.

[father-miller]

NO! NO IT IS SIMPLY FAR TOO LATE FOR YOUR MEASLY LITTLE APOLGIES, PREACHER. I AM…I am upset.

I'm sorry cultist. Would you like some tea and cookies? Miriam made a fresh batch

[father-miller]

NOTHING GOOD SINCE ITS COMING FROM YOU. YOU’RE SAYING THIS TO THE MAN WHO EVER SO GRACIOUSLY HELPED YOU IN TIMES OF TROUBLE!

I suppose you deserve some grace for the trouble I put you through. I apologize to you.

Garcia can come back to life so he may die again though