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happy sunday y’all
You better watch out, he’s going to get you…
[ Joseph in his sexdungeon ]
EXTRA:
Only background
his sermons last as long as he does
(starter for @coolleatherjacket)
Unless it is in the name of God.
It was this statement, and an unrelenting dedication to righteousness in the name of the lord, that brought about this scene on a night that would have laid out as most nights do -- no turn of the head, no blink of the eye -- if Joseph hadn’t stormed into the bar, sweat threatening to drip down his forehead and his chest heaving with every struggle for breath. The name “Mary” escaped his lips on a trembling exhale as his eyes scanned the place, searching for his wife, who he knew wasn’t there (she had left almost exactly ten minutes beforehand).
In fact, if it weren’t for the need of an alibi, Joseph wouldn’t have been there either, faking the worry in his eyes and the desperation in his movements.
But, here he was, pretending for anyone who would listen, editing the ninth commandment to precede ‘unless it is in the name of God.’ Unfortunately, there were not many in the bar that would be able to place him, save two -- one he found hard to converse with (without any kind of negative tenor) and another filling up the drink of the one he found hard to converse with. Though, with his hands forced, he quickly approached the bar, where Robert sat and the bartender stood.
“Have you seen Mary?” His words were a beautiful illusion, spoken to both parties at the same time as every part of his body worked to make his story believable, to make them take the forbidden fruit; though, even with the strongest deception, there were some who could not be tempted. “Crish is sick, and I can’t get ahold of her cell.”
ººº STARTER CALL ººº
LIKE for a message to PLOT
and a STARTER!
me, going through the stages of grief over the cult ending: hey i draw??? I CAN USE ARTISTIC LICENCE TO DENY DENY DENY \o/ !!!! Robert & Mary saves Joseph from demonic possession GOOD END
Maybe the real cryptids were the friends we made along the way (aka I’m betting my ass that Joseph was not only a cult leader but the Dover Ghost the whole time)
joseph REALLY likes roberts hands and robert REALLY likes taking advantage of that fact
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Buy a gal a drink?
i was playing around with values and filter effects for a while and ended up with this weird little thing and i thought it would be fun to turn into a fake snap hahah