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Terminal
Jeff rasped out a cough as he set the shotgun at its place to the side of the crudely nailed boards. Jesus, it was dusty in here, but that’s the way it was. This was his goddamn sniper nest, and it was the best vantage point in the whole house, and–
What the fuck was that buzzing noise?
“Ahhhh, shit.”
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LUUUUUCIFEEEEEEEEEEER YOU'RE THE NEWEST WINNER OF PUBLISHER'S CLEARINGHOUSE SWEEPSTAKES WE HAVE A CHECK FOR $50 MILLION WITH YOUR NAME ON IT - HOW DO YOU FEEL? *HOLDS MICROPHONE UP*
Empty.
HEY SATAN HEY is there any kind of sinner you just can't stand?
The ones that hurt dogs have a special place in Hell.
Cool youth pastor says you're a vajayjay
Cool youth pastor has never seen genitalia and should not be trusted to make such judgments
Okay but do you make snow angels
So since you're in a manifested form now, will you have better highs? The world needs to know.
Hmn.
I guess I’ll feel everything more severely. So probably.
Can you turn wine into water tho? Bc I really wanna play a sweet prank on my housemate. You can have my soul for it it'd be completely worth it.
You know scientists can basically do the same thing without the need of-
You know what, yes. Yes, I can do that. It sounds fun. Let’s do it.
Do you have a Gameboy? Have you ever played a Gameboy game? Do you have a favorite Gameboy game? Do you like Ham-Ham Heartbreak? Play Ham-Ham Heartbreak w me pls
I’ve toyed with the things before. No. I’m not going to play a fucking Ham-Ham game with you.
How do you feel about Beyonce?
What does Queen Bey have to do with anything here?
How often do you actually get high?
Probably about three times a week. The highs never last terribly long. I blame the people I possess. They’re typically already habituated to some level of the things I take.
So, what's up? You're going from hot grandpa to hot dad?
“Kids these days don’t appreciate their elders like they should.” It’s unclear whether he’s talking about Beelz directly or referring to the lack of recent sex appeal in his older vessel.
Things are over when I say they’re over.
And I am the ruler of endless suffering.
You’re too good for this world, and because of that the world will eventually crush you.
Paul Auster, Invisible (via shatteredtoxins)
Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I a ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything?
Revelations
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“Manifested,” the Prince of Darkness answered in his best attempt to not sound irritated. It still showed in the way his jaw clicked, right to left, at the inquiry. Where was that silver tongue promised his favoritism for years? The boy was being brass. Clumsy, even. Manners.
“It’s a manifested form. Your basement’s attracted plenty of spirits and energy to allow it for at least a while.
“I complimented your dress; why no pleasantries my way? Have I not strummed the chords to all your urges and adopted a pleasing shape? You look as though I have you at swordpoint over supper.”
Adrian’s brow furrowed for a moment in a familiar look of scientific delving. He just sort of… assumed Satan in his cellar was the reason spirits had been drawn to it, why the energy had been building.
“I…” He gave a double-take at the crude remarks and froze up, all stammer and blush.
“… I try to maximize the time I have with the children,” he stated as delicately as he could. “Perhaps I’m simply absorbed in a prior experience with your blade.” Even with the words, and no matter how politely he picked at his salad, he became terribly aware of the sliver of scar tissue on his back.
“My dagger was planned to split your body and soul. Did you want to tour Hell the all-natural way?” Niceness wasn’t going to happen. Fine. He didn’t care for pretending with the scribe anyway. Never did.
“The only reason it hurt you, and this boils down to a lovely sociological notion, is that you felt shame for it all.”
His voice stayed low and intimate, but the building anger behind it burned in his eyes and in the way his silverware had started to melt. “The closest I’ll ever come to admitting a mistake, boy, is having trusted you as someone who could be by my side in any capacity without his altar boy conscience dragging him through the dirt he grew up in.”
Revelations
“Why the… different appearance?” Adrian found enough wit to ask after a good handful of silent glances into their shared meal. Why did you possess someone else? is poor manners for a nice restaurant typically inhabited only by humans.
The cold look he received in return prompted a quiet sigh from the researcher, and he turned his eyes to folds in the fine tablecloth, any signs of supernatural inclinations in the dining guests around them. “… What would you fancy discussing?”
“Manifested,” the Prince of Darkness answered in his best attempt to not sound irritated. It still showed in the way his jaw clicked, right to left, at the inquiry. Where was that silver tongue promised his favoritism for years? The boy was being brass. Clumsy, even. Manners.
“It’s a manifested form. Your basement’s attracted plenty of spirits and energy to allow it for at least a while.
“I complimented your dress; why no pleasantries my way? Have I not strummed the chords to all your urges and adopted a pleasing shape? You look as though I have you at swordpoint over supper.”
When your shadow reveals your true form
