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firstsxldier:
am i,,, gonna make an arya stark rp blog or nah
someone stop me
looks like this will happen !! i’m still binge-rewatching game of thrones to get back into the swing of things, but i’ll probably start setting up a blog soon !
also, much to my dismay, i’ve realized that there aren’t lots of good arya rp icon packs out there so.. if you know any good icon makers, hmu?
aella had been on her way to her favorite milkshake place when she walked past a random café. she didn’t expect to stop there - and well, she hadn’t expected to feel such an energy there.
it certainly wasn’t that of an angel, and neither that of a demon. and it didn’t quite fit with any other aura that aella knew - so of course she was intrigued. her blue-eyed gaze swept over the outside tables of the café until they came upon a young, white man. he looked every bit the dark mysterious ( but charming ) stranger a lot of human girls were bound to fall for.
❝ who are you ? ❞ aella said when she’d walked over to his table. she didn’t see the use in beating around the bush. if the stranger was aware that he wasn’t normal ( aware of the vibes he was giving off ) then surely he’d recognize her to be different as well.
@wolvesboy witnessed the second horseman
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terrifiesall:
She was finally understanding. It was a relief. “Milkshakes are delicious. Though we don’t really need to eat. It doesn’t hurt to try food.” Death wraps an arm around her sister’s shoulder. “But other than that. I have been continuing my duties. Watch people die here. Collect their souls here. But that doesn’t mean I can’t go off and have some fun with the humans sometimes. They are very strange creatures sometimes. I met this one human. Who tried to rob me. Until I showed them my face. I think he’s an accountant now.” Her shoulders shrugged.
war was glad that her sister understood her occasional cravings for human sweets. ❝ i don’t understand the appeal of alcohol, though. ❞ as it was, war had tried and failed to get drunk - so to her, all the drinks did was taste awfully bitter and make everyone around her sloppy, disgusting and mannerless.
the second horseman laughed a bit, and leaned into her sister’s embrace. ❝ i imagine you were the last person he’s ever tried to rob. ❞ she could only imagine the man’s shock. although war hadn’t yet made much use of her true face for human shock value, she did realize that their true forms were scary to mortals on some existential level. to most humans, beings such as her and death shouldn’t even exist.
❝ have you seen disease recently ? i talked to the archangel virtue, and apparently they were dating for a while in the 50s ? ❞ it did throw war for a loop a bit. dating humans was one thing - but dating an archangel ? it wasn’t that she was disappointed or angry or anything like that, she was just genuinely surprised.
aella had heard about the “project at eden’s gate” recently, and as always, her fascination with cults got the better of her. so she followed the vague instructions of the ( quite obviously unhappy ) locals and rode most of the way on her horse, rage. so as not to startle any cultists with her visibly odd mount, she dismissed the horse with a snap of her fingers and walked the rest of the way.
a white-painted church came into sight and lots of cars parked in front of it. a man was walking away from the cars and towards the church, but since he was the only one in sight, aella decided to approach him. ❝ hello ? ❞ sometimes her young and innocent looking vessel did come in handy. looking like a young girl curious about a church she’d heard about, instead of god’s very first warrior, might be quite convenient.
@cullweak witnessed the coming of the second horseman
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virtue smiled a tight lipped smile. “i’ve been on earth for over a century now, and i was down in hell for a century before that.. i’m not really a regular kind of archangel. like i said, i’m retired.” her and disease had been good together for a while, though her inability to fully commit always halted her growth. “if you see him say hi, we didn’t end things on bad terms.”
the little archangel nodded. “i’ll be right back with your shake.” she promised, leaving the horseman momentarily to herself. she gave the order to the kitchen and then made up the shake, wondering if she should keep an eye on the horseman. while she was serious about her retirement, she didn’t really want any trouble following her back to her and Lucifers house. they both preferred to leave the trauma of hell at the door.
reappearing at aellas table she put the shake down along with a knife and fork. “so do you live in town or are you just passing through? i didn’t think there was a lot of war around here.”
true to her words, virtue really didn’t seem to be a regular kind of archangel. it intrigued aella, and she was quite curious about the relationship virtue had with lucifer ( her having spent a century in hell said a lot, but the tattoo of lucifer’s name on her wrist said even more ) but she wasn’t stupid enough to ask right away. understandably, virtue didn’t seem to enjoy her presence too much.
she promised to greet disease if she saw him, and watched virtue as she left to get aella’s order. the archangel was clearly tense, and visibly unhappy. did she expect aella to randomly unleash her powers on the customers ? aella almost sighed - it was always the same. everyone thought her to be lawless, acting on her own accord. but such was the price of being god’s tool. the thought of that didn’t fill her with nearly as much happiness ( or any, as it was ) as it used to.
❝ i haven’t decided yet. i’m staying in a hotel at the edge of town. ❞ she said when virtue came back around with her milkshake. she wrapped her hands around the tall glass but didn’t try it yet. ❝ i’m not necessarily drawn to wars. ❞ if that were the case, then she would spend her days and nights wherever america had decided to send their soldiers now. or any other capitalist country, for that matter. ❝ conflicts are enough to draw me in. and there are lots of those anywhere on earth. ❞ aella explained, leaning out of her booth to point towards a bickering couple a few tables away.
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my anger is not beautiful. it is cold and biting, bitter, all teeth. a wounded dog. i am desperate. thats enough to make me something close to deadly
I have only one confidant, and that is the silence of night.
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somebody give me,,, aella melting for someone who’s so very unlike her. a soft-hearted, kind person, who makes aella want to be something more than just god’s instrument to fetch when shit goes down - someone who can love, and feel and care
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