greeds messenger

Rp/askblog of Ultrakill oc

[greedsmessenger]

A pale husk with crimson husk wanders around the glistening scorching goldend sand of Greed. Once a messenger of Sisyphean army, spreading a word of king Sisyphus. However after the failed insurrection she now wanders around aimlessly, hidding. Altough she wouldn’t mind a company

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rules:

No nsfw (I am quite uncomfortable with it)

2. don’t be rude

3. Have common sense (aka no bigotry or homophobia)

hi helloe, it’s an ultrakill ask/rp blog, though roleplay is encouraged :D

mod: @plutoboiiix

[powers-haamiah]

The cloaked pale figure that was covered by the glistening gold sand looked at the angel with a pondering hum before speaking out

”Say, how do you angelic people different from each other? By you I mean you and your twins. All of you look identical, at least for me.”

We are plenty different. It is merely our armor that is the same. Beneath that, we all bear different features, especially our markings.

All angels bear golden markings of some sort, with some it is just less obvious. They are unique to each individual.

[greedsmessenger]

”Well that’s explains a little. Pardon me for my confusion about it. At most I tried to start off conversation with an Angel with a question K was getting ignored at best, thanks for the answer”

[powers-haamiah]

Hm.

Of course, sinner. If anything, I am glad you asked instead of assuming.

[greedsmessenger]

“You’re welcome. I may be a sinner but I still have my manners. I would love to ask more questions about heaven n’ folks living up there sometime. Unless it is a secret.”

[powers-haamiah]

Well… it is not particularly secret, no. However, much has changed recently…

If you wish to know anything else, simply ask. It gives me something to do, after all.

[greedsmessenger]

”Oh?”

She poised up her brow at him.

“I can see— A while ago I saw bunch of virtues n’ whatever other angels flocking down this hellhole. I presume many, many stuff been happening up there.”

Fixing up the loosened hood she clears her throat by coughing into her fist.

“So, if that’s the case…Can I ask what exactly happened up there in the skies? Seems like things were harrowing for you all that all even considered coming down here for whatever reason.”

[powers-haamiah]

I’m sure you are aware of the machines that have been scouring Hell, yes? Well, that is the main reason. Especially that one that’s tearing through each layer mercilessly.

It… has managed to kill not only the sinners and demons of Hell, but my fellow angels. So for the time being, we are on an endless hunt for it.

[greedsmessenger]

”I am well aware of the machine’s ransacking through hell for blood, it wasn’t that quite easy to hide around considering those pesky drones. I have a good feeling that this machine isn’t going to get out of hell quite easily. However, I am quite surprised that you didn’t only mentioned angels but also sinners.”

Placing her arm around the side she tilts her head at the other before shrugging.

“But it’s just me, didn’t expected an angel to be so tolerant, I expected the opposite. I guess machines wipe out too many people around the hell, it would be like beating the dead horse y’know. …Altough, speaking of tolerance— Do the other angels tolerate other sinners or at least felt pity for them, or at least some of them that the crimes weren’t severe but still didn’t had place up there? Except than the ferrymans of course, they are devoted for their own good.”

[powers-haamiah]

The cloaked pale figure that was covered by the glistening gold sand looked at the angel with a pondering hum before speaking out

”Say, how do you angelic people different from each other? By you I mean you and your twins. All of you look identical, at least for me.”

We are plenty different. It is merely our armor that is the same. Beneath that, we all bear different features, especially our markings.

All angels bear golden markings of some sort, with some it is just less obvious. They are unique to each individual.

[greedsmessenger]

”Well that’s explains a little. Pardon me for my confusion about it. At most I tried to start off conversation with an Angel with a question K was getting ignored at best, thanks for the answer”

[powers-haamiah]

Hm.

Of course, sinner. If anything, I am glad you asked instead of assuming.

[greedsmessenger]

“You’re welcome. I may be a sinner but I still have my manners. I would love to ask more questions about heaven n’ folks living up there sometime. Unless it is a secret.”

[powers-haamiah]

Well… it is not particularly secret, no. However, much has changed recently…

If you wish to know anything else, simply ask. It gives me something to do, after all.

[greedsmessenger]

”Oh?”

She poised up her brow at him.

“I can see— A while ago I saw bunch of virtues n’ whatever other angels flocking down this hellhole. I presume many, many stuff been happening up there.”

Fixing up the loosened hood she clears her throat by coughing into her fist.

“So, if that’s the case…Can I ask what exactly happened up there in the skies? Seems like things were harrowing for you all that all even considered coming down here for whatever reason.”

[powers-haamiah]

The cloaked pale figure that was covered by the glistening gold sand looked at the angel with a pondering hum before speaking out

”Say, how do you angelic people different from each other? By you I mean you and your twins. All of you look identical, at least for me.”

We are plenty different. It is merely our armor that is the same. Beneath that, we all bear different features, especially our markings.

All angels bear golden markings of some sort, with some it is just less obvious. They are unique to each individual.

[greedsmessenger]

”Well that’s explains a little. Pardon me for my confusion about it. At most I tried to start off conversation with an Angel with a question K was getting ignored at best, thanks for the answer”

[powers-haamiah]

Hm.

Of course, sinner. If anything, I am glad you asked instead of assuming.

[greedsmessenger]

“You’re welcome. I may be a sinner but I still have my manners. I would love to ask more questions about heaven n’ folks living up there sometime. Unless it is a secret.”

[powers-haamiah]

The cloaked pale figure that was covered by the glistening gold sand looked at the angel with a pondering hum before speaking out

”Say, how do you angelic people different from each other? By you I mean you and your twins. All of you look identical, at least for me.”

We are plenty different. It is merely our armor that is the same. Beneath that, we all bear different features, especially our markings.

All angels bear golden markings of some sort, with some it is just less obvious. They are unique to each individual.

[greedsmessenger]

”Well that’s explains a little. Pardon me for my confusion about it. At most I tried to start off conversation with an Angel with a question K was getting ignored at best, thanks for the answer”