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@icecoldmarquees
"She belongs with her mother...The WHOLESOME parent..."
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Imagine getting merch worth less than the shipping itself.
I mean at least is better than the vday one where I had to play wheres Andy until I realized he's JUST ON THE PLAYMAT AND NOTHING ELSE.
Didn't even feed the gays? We couldn't even have Andy and Vassago facing each other? Not even once? Sad.
Also I just don't like how dead it looks overall, none of the characters interact this time is just "YAY COLORS!!"
I think the only ones that actually face each other and not the camera is Millie and Moxxie but that's to be expected.
Idk just wish there was more going on, making it way more fun rather than a group photo.
yeah Ik I missed Titty Tuesday have them on Wednesday
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"I’m definitely the nicest asshole you could ever hope to meet " - Bee
"I don't disagree with that my lady. But what are you attempting to gain from our meeting?"
rp wishlist
character exploration, would be interesting to take a twist on things sinsmas
explore more verses
Kidnapper/Victim AU
Prince & Bodyguard/Knight AU
idk plotting fun stuff in general
IMP getting hosed by the police again
more to add when I'm not half asleep
Can we skip shark boy summer and get S3 already? xD
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"oh Lucifer, I think I'm coming down with something fie-- AACHOO!"
He let out a cough manifesting shards of snow from his beak, keeping a napkin in hand, while his eyes strained to stay open.
Replies to @blitzbuckz & @a-hell-of-a-time
How did you get in here you i--i--- AAAACHOOOOO!!!
for @icecoldmarquees (plotted starter)
After being given the directions, a guide through the darkness, and all the pleaseantries owed to his station, Andrealphus was sat down with Baal at a large square table of dark wood while eerie blue flames flickered above them from a chandelier. The Principal King was scribbling away at forms and grumbling to himself. "Can't believe this is only for a century... What a waste of-" He let out a plume of smoke alongside a sigh and then snapped back up to Andrealphus.
"I hope you're at least findin' the tea alright." He says, trying to break the atmosphere of the dull paperwork of the legion transfer. "It's been a long time since I've had to do one of these y'know... How'd you find out about what Stolas was doin' anyway?"
Inside the large omnipotent structure they could clearly see the king was not enjoying the process of transferring the legions over.
Well.
He can blame Stolas for being a dick head and making a complete ass of himself. "Would probably be longer than a century if that man continues to get himself into this sort of trouble."
They sat across helping sign anything that required his own signature reviewing as he did, giving it a nice cursive flair with the flick of a wrist and blue shimmery ink.
"It's fine sir thank you." They took a sip from the drink and used his magic to summon a few ice cubes to make it a bit cooler. "How? Well he wasn't very discreet from what Stella told me. The imp just scampered off with the book over the balcony every blood moon. The thing covered more than half of it, they would also say and I quote. 'I got the book. I got this heavy bloody book.' " There was an annoyance in his tone having to repeat a stupid phrase like that but it made it abundantly clear they weren't really dealing with masterminds and more like irresponsible idiots.
Staring at himself in the mirror and fixing his tiara, flattening any stray feather out of place and gave himself one last look, smiling with pride.
"It has to be a crime looking this gorgeous~"
He was invited to give this newly opened restaurant a good review to help boost it's popularity amongst the wealthy.
A fish restaurant was bold in pride seeing as the nearest fish is six rings down but the aquatic aesthetic was very on point. Very aquamarine.
They seemed to desperately to try to make it look classy but it unfortunately ended up looking gaudy.
If there were ever a competition of hate, then Striker would be the number one hater. At least when it came to royalty- Goetia specifically. Living by the quote "keep your friends close and your enemies closer," he practically applied it to all that he did. Being hired by a multitude of birds while also simultaneously being shown off like he was some kind of toy didn't make things easier. He could behave when he wanted to be.
However, now just wasn't one of those times as he'd find himself at one of these damn parties. Why the hell was he here again? Oh, right protection. The biggest lie conceivable, but whatever if the new prince needed it, then so be it. If he was gonna be here, then he was gonna have a little fun. The party could use some real music after all. Making his way over to the band that'd be playing, he would immediately shove the singer aside. "Sorry t'interrupt the music, but I just couldn't help myself. In fact, I've been wanting to show my thanks for someone very special here." He looked pointedly at Andreaphlus with a smirk. "You know who you are."
Without warning, Striker would begin to sing. "Do, re, mi, fa, so fuckin' done with ya. I'm so fuckin' done with ya! All the two-faced comments, the stares, the cries, the whines. Fuck you and all the shit you and your sister do. Two-faced bitches don't know the real world like I do. I'll kill, I'll shoot, I'll shove it all down your throat."
"Pull the trigger and blow! C'mon now, don't look so shocked, so shy, like ya never heard such words before. I just wanna say fuck you! and all the little things that you do! Fuck them! Fuck this! Fuck you! Fuck her! Fuck all y'all scrawny asses who can't do nothin' right!"
@icecoldmarquees
Admittedly he was shocked being looked at like that. And the smirk... There was a short, fleeting feeling of something he wasn't quite sure he knew what it was but as quickly as it came it was gone.
Andrealphus watched on incredulously, shocked that this scoundrel would have the nerve to even do such an stupid thing in front of the nobles. His pearls were indeed clenched at the bile being spat directly at them. But the shock and confusion quickly turned to anger and frustration. Insulting him and even insulting his sister. Who has paid this asshole even when he sucked at his job. Twice.
The bird narrowed his eyes at them; his feathers bristled being humiliated by another stupid little imp. What's worse it was being done in front of his peers this time. The scowl and disgust on his face was clear, this one thinks because it has a fancy little toy it makes him invisible. Despite most of his weapons being confiscated to avoid problems. Angelic weapons were prohibited of course.
The guards were pouncing this guy but the assassin was slippery and would only cause a huge mess in his beloved sisters little party. This one was desperate for his attention and eyes were on him to remedy the situation.
So he walked over to approach the man that slithered around, raising his hand to keep the guards at bay. Towering over Striker with their hands now folded. They looked on with a chilling look of disapproval upon their careless display of cockiness within the royals estate. The air around then grew colder the closer the bird got, dropping to subzero temperatures. The floor under him quickly turning icy threatening to take over his legs.
"What a nuisance. If you value your life you'll come with me. "
Andreaphus wasn't asking. clearly guards all had eyes on him along with some of the royals that decided to turn in and watch on. The Marquis seemed to be eyeing the hall for them to walk down. It was clear they wanted to take their away from leering eyes.
Shipping names are great, people are calling Ozzie x Andrealphus, Frozen chicken and I can't stop snickering at it.
"oh Lucifer, I think I'm coming down with something fie-- AACHOO!"
He let out a cough manifesting shards of snow from his beak, keeping a napkin in hand, while his eyes strained to stay open.
"The queens of Rupaul's drag race would of been more enjoyable to watch than these pathetic whores, this is just sad."
@bad4paparazzi
King Paimon, a moment of your time, I've been hearing rather disturbing news as of late. Something about our own going rogue and killing those within the family? It's still coming to us rather fragmented but whose orchestrating this nonsense and has there been efforts to detain them?
Paimon heard the other's words, letting out a sigh and turning to simply give the Marquis a look. He'd hold his gaze on the other for several moments before turning back to his letter.
" It is quite an impossibility that any within our ranks would be so cut throat to usher forth such an undignified bout of malice. If someone within the flock has expired it surely was not..."
He tried to say this with a straight face.
"...one of our own. Indeed, such a high minded group we are. I am offended to even hear you believe such a thing possible. "
It was a bit unruly to open with such a statement, even make an appointment without concrete proof but there is enough attacks to cross them out as mere coincidence. Though he may be the first of his rank to say something for this reason alone.
"Normally, sire, I would agree, I wouldn't waste your time with speculative evidence and hear say as is not my usual approach to something this serious. Yet..."
He looked a bit more serious to fend off his nerves presenting to the king; using his magic to summon a case file.
"We've had done internal investigation, remnants of Naberius and his son has been found scattered amongst their halls and usual hunting grounds after his wife had checked on them that evening. Their heads are yet to be found. That's one of a few, the other Marquis, dukes and presidents had discussed and reached an agreement to keep this within the family until we had spoken to the kings."
The folder fell onto the kings broad desk to review the documents. The paper held long summaries Búne had provided of what they had seen with Orobus included their own testimonial, daughter slain amongst others in the same fashion. Heavily grieving her loss.
Within the report mentions the distortion of the assassins face. Not imp they didn't carry the sign of a sin, no sinner no soul could be seen within them. It was a spirit like them. The possibility of a Fallen angel that had held onto their heavenly weapon and unleashed carnage in Hell's wall was in the realm of possibility but the one thing making that a hard sell was the armor they had merged into their skin and the weapon of choice. They did not carry the weapon like a veteran and had to hold it with protective gloves. And their route often showed knowledge of their whereabouts even in private after the trail went cold.
This seemed to be an on going investigation that had happened a few months ago, photos included. But may had started sooner, back log of rejected letters from earls as the submissions of suspicious activity reported by knight only one finally reaching Búne.
"While I don't want to make a habit of this I do take the protection of your granddaughter very seriously. If she were to be moved to her role she might become a target as well...."
👁️- Watching your muse from afar (Vassago)
Being a villain | Open
He's been watching Vassago from the comfort of his home after spotting him through his lenses while imp watching.
Seething at the pathetic display of kindness. He's witnessed so far like buying groceries with Stola's in the farmers market, using reusable bags to boot. Worst of all they're in the sale section. Ugh!
He'd find it amusing if it was Stolas fumbling around with his broke ass trying to steal food like a common thief. But not when Vassago is with him buying him everything, talking and laughing....
Tch.
It stops being a punishment when you have another prince making your life easy.
Maybe he's been too lenient... This pathetic display of generosity is unbecoming of a Goetia and soon Vassago with Stola's will get a grim reminder of what happens when you step out of line.
