A World of Pain

Approach when she's calm and make a new friend. Approach when she's angry and make an enemy. Verkir, the Goddess of Pain, is certainly one who shouldn't be messed with. However, one who knows of pain also knows of the absence of it. Maybe she is helpful yet? godmode au rp blog for verkir

[ladyverkir]

Welcome, deducingmarlon, to my realm.

[deducingmarlon-blog]

  Wasn’t she an entire catastrophe.

If Ney had trouble even showing respect to a scientist who was knighted by the queen of Levianta, then she might have even more trouble showing respect to this particular person. 

At times like these, she needed Chartette to help her speak.

 ❝ I am Ney Marlon, ❞ were her sole words.

[ladyverkir]

"Ney, huh? I like your name." Verkir picked the mirror up.

"Ney Marlon," she spoke into it, holding the reflection towards the ceiling. Various small replicas of different Neys appeared-- An assassin, a maid, a princess, a runaway... 

"Ah, here we are." She tapped one that had the same clothes as the girl before her.

"Hmm... Here's your world, so I can send you back... I think. If that problem isn't too serious."

[ladyverkir]

Welcome, deducingmarlon, to my realm.

[deducingmarlon-blog]

  Frankly, Ney had expected to enter her apartment, not a library.

A temporary look of shock could be seen on the detective’s features, but it went as soon as it came. Messy. The very definition of weird. She didn’t like circuses. Carnivals were much too noisy for her, and Chartette loved amusement parks. There were many eerie things in carnivals, and she’d feel momentarily claustrophobic.

Why was she thinking about circuses and carnivals?

A small shrug, and she took off her coat, draping it over her own arm. It was rather hot once inside, and adjusting her collared shirt, Ney clicked her tongue, scrutinizing the place.

"….I expected to come home to my apartment, not to a fun fair."

[ladyverkir]

Verkir silently cursed, wondering if a certain gate-keeping God was slacking off. The woman turned from Ney, walking to a crystalline mirror sitting on her desk and picking it up.

"Marie, I thought I told you to keep the realm under lockdown. Not let some human wander in!"

A voice filtered through. "S-sorry, your Grace! There's a fault we're trying to fix!" At the problem's mention, she groaned and sat the mirror down, then looked over at Ney.

"...Well, this is a problem. I am Verkir, the Goddess of Pain. What's your name?"

[ladyverkir]

aggressively works to join band next year

[ladyverkir]

Are you lost, withinthishollowheart?

The mansion had calmed down due to Verkir's change. Now wearing a dress in shades of pink, she pulled her cape on and left the mansion to head down to the beach. The walk was long, though comforting to her. Sometimes local fauna would approach, as in this case where only thirty minutes into the walk, some cross between a deer and a fox began to follow the woman. She paused to pet it, though a small noise had the animal scattering off. Verkir looked around, immediately sensing a human. She pulled Skaða from her pocket and looked around. "Show yourself!"

[ladyverkir]

Welcome, deducingmarlon, to my realm.

A few servants scurried about with immense speed. The mansion seemed to buzz with activity, probably in lieu to it's master's irritation. Verkir was pacing about a smaller, cozier library with her cape tossed haphazardly onto a desk's chair. The girl groaned and picked up her staves-now conjoined for easier use-and hit a pillar near the door. Irritated, frustrated, whatever could be said about her moment of emotion was probably true. The goddess sighed and laid her staves down, then looked at the papers on her desk. Only for a moment, as the door opened and the woman looked over. Her first thought was 'that's a lot of hair.' Immediately following was 'that colour can't be natural.' "....What do you want, human?"

[ladyverkir]

ggh... HOW DO INTERACT...... WITH OTHER GODS........................... 

[reinnainvittoria]

  The Queen kept her squinting look persistent, not disturbed in the least by the nature of the approacher. Even if her appearance attracted her interest, she couldn’t show herself stuttering.

A queen must stand always, regardless of guest. My current occupations do not allow me to properly identify the status of the arrivers at the Royal Palace these days—-

She clasped her hands while sitting on the throne, observing the other.

—-Indeed? It must quite strange to hear of a Godess approaching the only place of life in the middle of dead lands.

[ladyverkir]

She just listened. And listened. And listened.

"....What. Um, repeat that again. In a way I can actually understand." Verkir truly seemed as if she didn't understand the words the other said-- Or, at least, the second half of her speech. 

[reinnainvittoria]

Approacher, state your method of arrival and purpose. I have no time to spare—-

[ladyverkir]

"Standing up to a Goddess. That's a tad idiotic, don't you think? I'm merely exploring the various worlds that exist to gather further information on my domain." The brunet leaned on a large staff made of a sharpened, wooden spear with some kind of still-growing medical plant wrapped around it.

"And I've merely come through my own means~. Simple as that~." She paused to fix her dress and adjust her cape.

[ladyverkir]

and if anyone wants to kno I am working on verkir's anime entrance

[ladyverkir]

//nervously follows a select few peoples

[broeckchen]

“‘Cause all your Heads are gonna roll I’ve made your Misery my Goal So if you want Survival Kneel on my Arrival For this is how I rule the World!”

Hey, Krystal, Whim… you got a pretty daughter.

What a shame that she’s, like, destroying the universe or whatever.

Finally some reference pic for Grimdark!Myriad/Eviliad. Since her normal design is based strongly on neon, light and bright colors, her darkmode color scheme is based on blacklight. Which took me a while to research…

I’m really proud of this though.

[ladyverkir]

What an unfortunate soul you are, no-octopus-for-me...

Verkir had been resting, quietly, in the mountainous region of her island. She sat outside what appeared as a log cabin, placed on the railings of the porch with a glass of dry red wine in hand. Though the same cape was used, today's outfit was a rolled up red button-up shirt, deep green slacks, and some green and white leather boots.

The air around was quite misty, just to her liking. Misty, silent...

No, not silent. A human was in the area and approaching. The goddess sighed and ran a hand through her hair, wondering if she felt like talking to the human. 

Not really, though I suppose I should send them back to their world personally.... 

"You there! If you're looking for a house, it's here!" The calling voice echoed loudly through the area.

[ladyverkir]

Verkir is suddenly shaking and hiding under her covers because there's a thunder storm in her realm.

[bukkuita-god-deactivated2014042]

A Wandering Hand receives- What, Dear Lady? || ladyverkir

[ladyverkir]

  Verkir smiled coldly.

"Now, I’m the Goddess of Pain, not of death. Why would I kill you when I can just make sure you never, ever dare to take from my archives again? Death is simple. Pain isn’t~.” She was mad. Very mad. Especially since the book taken was…

"Give me one good reason to let you go..~"

[bukkuita-god-deactivated2014042]

"I-I…Uaaaaah." The girl began just crying in place, black tears began to fall from her eyes as she shook, her knees wobbling.

She honestly had no reason or excuse, trying to argue would be useless, so she simply held the bag up as if to put something between her and her captor. She stood and sobbed, not making any legible words, from her murmurs.

[ladyverkir]

A few steps, drowned out by the sobs. Verkir reached her and pulled the book from the bag, the whip in her hand transforming back to a scalpel.

"Now, I trust you won't steal from me again. I also dearly hope you'll tell the others of your kind to stay away." She reached over and put the book back in place, then summoned a handkerchief and wiped the girl's tears.

"What's your name?"

[ladyverkir]

☠ Does your dear lady have any favorite foods? Any she doesn't like at all?

"She doesn't need to eat human food, but we often prepare sweets for her. Master also eats fruits that grow around the mansion. Nya....Fruit and sweets, but there aren't any real favourites that I can see..."

[ladyverkir]

☠ Any particular item your dear lady enjoys above all else?

"Well, I think it's her--"Verkir suddenly appears and drags the cat servant off.

[ladyverkir]

☠ How do you feel about Verkir?

"We love her dearly. All of us. She saved us, gave us back our lives. Nya... I think we would all gladly die again if it was to protect her."