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Be Calm, You Won't Get A Scratch
~ Multi-Muse blog featuring Drew from Dislyte ~ Promo image created by strebcr Follows from Apollyodon Interest Tracker Available
~ I'll See To It
He is so still that someone could possibly mistake him for a prop unless they got incredibly close.
He is so still that someone could possibly mistake him for a prop unless they got incredibly close.
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it'd been far too long since he ventured out of the pride ring. lucifer was feeling a bit suffocated with all the new sinners at the hotel, not too fond of them in the first place even though he tolerated them for charlie's sake. the solution? heading down to perhaps visit an old friend if he didn't chicken out at the last minute due to how long it'd been.
he appeared before abaddon with a smile, nodding in a returned greeting.
"heeey, abby!" a nickname born of familiarity, not condescension, though he always forgot if the other was actually alright with it or not. "just thought i'd give the ring a visit. it's been... a while." he chuckled a bit. "working hard or hardly working?"
Luckily the large Hellborn knows the nickname is more from familiarity than anything else. He yawns again and stretches, working a few cracks out of his many limbs. Ugh, why was it always so dull around here? Couldn't a few more Sinners act stupid and try to sneak in? He was missing the torture.
"Hardly working... no one tries to sneak in anymore. It's boring. Can't we chase a few fools down here so I may have some fun?"
You would think it would be much more common, Sinners trying to slip into the Lust Ring without detection. Bah! Still, it beat being stuck in the Wrath Ring with his... father.
A link to Abaddon's Hazbin information has been put into his bio!
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Guarding the entrance of Lust can be a dull, dull task. Majority of the time it is legitimate persons passing through, Hellborns and Goetia and the like. No fun for Abaddon, no sneaking Sinners to devour. As such, the large demon utters a cat-like yawn as he lays in his usual spot. Perhaps, if he were lucky, Ozzie would offer him a meal again.
Though it's when the pressure of the air changes that he cracks an eye open. Ah yes... only one person in Hell causes that much of a shift.
"Rrff... Hello, your Majesty."
What was the King of Hell doing here?
Sorry to those waiting on Cesar. He's being a stubborn brat.
it was too easy ! the beastly , pig-faced goblin shrieked as the little amphibian landed upon his snout : " gedditoffgedditoffgedditoff- !! " & incited pandemonium upon the rest . little brair rose simply slipped away amidst their blunder , giggling to herself , & the little frog hopping away as the hoard fought amongst each other .
“ forces of evil ... ” she sniffed . “ mother flora is fiercer when i neglect my chores . ”
she almost didn't notice the foreign laughter from the yelps & bleats of the goblins . when she sees what looks to be a red boy floating above , brair rose tenses .
“ oh ! ”
The pandemonium that erupts only causes him to laugh harder, sneering at the mess of limbs and shrieks. This? This was what constituted a threat in these woods? Ha! Amateurs! Pleased by the chaos and in a good mood, it's easy for Dark Heart to move through the branches to follow Briar Rose... until she notices him.
"Great aim with the frog, a solid ten in my opinion," he chuckles, arms crossing over his chest. What was it called? A poisonous charm? Ah, whatever, it meant little to him in any facet. All it takes is a grunt and a push for him to land firmly in the grass, brushing himself off.
"Then again, those fools look like they'd be out done by a worm."
"... You are lost, are you not?" he poses calmly, tilting his head to one side. The Unicorn rarely encountered those that entered his forest so this? This was something rather different.
"If you would prefer, I can lead you out."
It wasn't often the imp found himself by the gate. He was curious just as anyone else would be, he supposed, but hadn't been brave enough (or was it stupid enough?) to venture too far from his usual stomping grounds. Plus, he felt the strangest urge to preform for the king.
He did a deep curtsey, over exaggerated with all the grace of someone used to the spotlight. "Does the king enjoy juggling?" Came his peppy, raspy voice.
He has many titles: High Prince of the Black Realm, Cobra King, The Beast of the Abyss... but they are formalities, most earned from combat and not being of actual royalty-- unless someone considered Satan the true King of Hell; Abaddon supposes they would think of him as the Prince then.
An amused glint appears in the large demon's eyes at Fizz's antics, ear flicking slightly.
"Hm... It would be an agreeable change from my drudgery."
Not that he hated guarding the gate of Lust or torturing sinners, mind you.... but sometimes things were slow. Slowly, he lays back down in order to better watch Fizzarolli, one of his hands giving a permissive gesture.
"I.... oh, I thought you were really, daring me. Sorry."
"Ugh... you're lucky I'm in a good mood..."
Yes, this constituted a GOOD mood for him, what about it. Irritated but not yet violent, he puts the knife away.
"AH!!"
That's not a dehydrated gnome!
Tossing the evil doll away.
"Whoa, there! No slicey! I'm not an onion!"
Despite all those layers.
He lands on his feet and skids a short distance, straightening up.
"No but yer head is a fuckin' rock, seein' how dense you are!" is he wildly gesturing with the knife? Yes. Yes he is.
"That 'pick me up' was sarcastic, ya shmuck!"
Does just that.
"Hmm... you look a little parched. Do you need some water?"
Wow, okay... stupid one right here.
"Fuckin seriously?" he says, slowly raising a knife in a way that is definitely not friendly.
"Pick me up. I dare ya."
Be Calm, You Won't Get A Scratch
~ Multi-Muse blog featuring Drew from Dislyte ~ Promo image created by strebcr Follows from Apollyodon Interest Tracker Available
~ I'll See To It
“𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻. 𝓟𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵…𝓸𝓻 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭. 𝓟𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓽𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵. 𝓢𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓵𝓮𝓭𝓰𝓮 𝓲𝓽𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵.”
𝕀𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕣𝕡 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕧𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕍𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤 (𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤). 𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕓𝕪 𝕋𝕚𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤.
𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕘 𝕋𝕪𝕡𝕖: 𝕊𝕖𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖
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