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Pietro fucks now. DM for some interactions with a seggsy priest
I recently started reading Purgatorio, and it gave me some Pietro Thoughts. Canto1.64-66 reads “I have shown him the guilty people. Now I mean to lead him through the spirits in your keeping, to show him those whose suffering makes them clean” (Ciardi trans.)
I guess I find the difference between the Inferno and Purgatorio really intriguing. In the Inferno, as far as I understand it, your suffering doesn’t “clean” you of anything. You have cut yourself off from God’s mercy and love, and you’re just gonna have to Deal With It for eternity. (There are also a lot of lines that imply that this suffering/torture is self inflicted, which I also wanna write a post about but. I need to re-read the Inferno first) In contrast, in Purgatorio, your suffering is supposed to purify you, so that you can eventually make your way back to God.
As a Catholic man who existed in the late 1200s, Pietro would have almost certainly held these ideas about what hell/purgatory was like, prior to reading the divine comedy. But I think that when he was human he didn’t really think too much about it? He knew he had faults, but he also believed that God was merciful, and that he himself was in some way deserving of God’s love. But his assassination/subsequent undeath has convinced him pretty strongly that he’s done something wrong, and that God is punishing him. So now, he ‘knows’ that he’s being punished, but can’t figure out what kind of punishment this is; is it the eternal suffering of the Inferno, or the kind of suffering that will make him clean?
Anyway this is why he’s such a neurotic little man. If he had a pulse it would sound like someone revving up a car engine.
Langston Hughes, from ‘Tired’ featured in Selected Poems
Decided to see how well I could draw Pietro while drunk. While the technique leaves something to be desired, I feel like I’ve really captured his Essence
Dantendi
Pietro has a very fraught relationship with Dante’s Inferno. On the one hand, the descriptions of eternal torment/abandonment by God activate his religious trauma/guilt and will sometimes give him nightmares. On the other hand, as someone who lived during Dante Alighieri’s time, he understands all the political references and think they’re hilarious. The first time he tried reading the Inferno he got kicked out of the library for losing his shit and cackling when Dante implied that Pope Boniface VIII would spend the rest of eternity buried in the ground with his ass and legs sticking out.
A demon pursues Dante and his companion over a bridge. Notice other demons playing with heads in the fiery river. 1440
Light and shadow - Norwich Cathedral, Norfolk, UK
SWEET & SOUR DIALOGUE PROMPTS
→ feel free to adjust as needed.
SWEET
‘ I just want you to hold me. ’
‘ I got you coffee, the way you like it. ’
‘ I got you some tea. ’
‘ you’re my home. ’
‘ how about I draw a warm bath? we can share. ’
‘ I love you. ’
‘ I just want to hear your voice. ’
‘ just rest. I’ll make dinner for us. ’
‘ you don’t look like you feel good. go home. I can handle everything here. ’
‘ I don’t want to be with anyone but you. ’
‘ no one else can make me laugh like you do. ’
‘ just kiss me already. ’
‘ please kiss me. ’
‘ you’re so warm. ’
‘ hold my hand? ’
‘ shh, you were having a nightmare. ’
‘ come back to bed. ’
‘ you have such pretty eyes. ’
‘ can I braid your hair? ’
‘ you’re injured. let me take care of you. ’
‘ there’s room under this blanket for two. ’
‘ got room for me under that blanket? ’
SOUR
‘ I don’t want to see you around here anymore. ’
‘ you’re being rude. ’
‘ you could have said that a little nicer. ’
‘ why would you say that to me? ’
‘ you need to stop. ’
‘ I hate you. ’
‘ I don’t want to listen to you anymore. ’
‘ why won’t you let anyone help you? ’
‘ no wonder you don’t have friends. ’
‘ stop interfering in things that don’t concern you. ’
‘ I want you to leave. ’
‘ are you really that sensitive? ’
‘ I meant to make you cry. ’
‘ I don’t trust you. ’
‘ why don’t you trust me? ’
‘ you’ve done everything wrong. ’
‘ I thought I did everything wright. ’
‘ you make me sad. ’
‘ I’ve never hated anyone quite like I hate you. ’
‘ you’re cruel. ’
‘ why would I help you? ’
‘ if I ever see you again, I’ll kill you. ’
If you’re interested in RPing with a vtm/vampire oc, please like this post, and I will try and come up with a starter! That or you can dm me for plotting. I do both tumblr and discord RP.
Vampire the Masquerade Asks
Brujah: What makes you the most angry? What is your pet peeve?
Gangrel: What animal do you most relate to? What traits make you feel that way?
Malkavian: What do you think makes you different from others? Would you change that if you could?
Nosferatu: Least favorite thing about yourself and how has it impacted you *positively*?
Toreador: What do you find most beautiful? Do you think others agree?
Tremere: What do you want out of life and what's the worst thing you would do to achieve it?
Ventrue: Your favorite thing about yourself and how it's negatively affected you?
Assamite: Are you good at keeping secrets? Do you have any dark secrets?
Tzimisce: What would you change about yourself and how would you change it?
Ravnos: What is your biggest vice and what is your greatest virtue?
Giovanni: What do you think happens after death? Would you want to talk to the dead if you could?
La Sombra: How important is your family to you, do you feel they're your responsibility?
Followers of Set: Do you think honesty is the best policy? Why or why not?
Caitiff: Do you feel the need to be accepted by others? What would you give up for that acceptance?
The Sabbat: What is your most monstrous quality?
Anarch: What's something you want to change about the world?
The Camarilla: What Traditions are most important to you?
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It takes Pietro longer than expected to find the regent’s address. The streets of this city are alien to him, entirely nightmarish. The buildings are metal fingers, impossibly, tall, reaching towards the sky like a thousand towers of Babel. Iron demons with wheels rampage along the streets, making safe travel an impossibility. They terrify him. And in his terror, Pietro forgets his directions. He wanders the streets half-mad for fifteen minutes, murmuring the address like a prayer. Encircling the streets, he becomes consumed by his babbling. So consumed, in fact, that he does not realize he had arrived on the correct street until the third time passing it. Now he stands on the doorstep. He knocks, and winces as he realizes how late he is. As he waits, he pulls out a wine bottle, filled with blood. The scent is intoxicating; like iron, but sweeter. A gift of gratitude, now transformed into a gift of apologies.
If anyone is as desperate for RP as I am; like for a starter
@pietrouccello / a mol iz di refue erger far der make.
“Back again so soon, Your Eminence?” The flat hadn’t changed in the time since Matilda had first introduced the good doctor; still cramped, with the peeling wallpaper and strings of herbs, and the little window looking over the neighboring roof, which seemed to serve only to allow weak light to spill onto a potted plant. Today, however, there was a thickness to the air, a strange pinkish tint that spilled into the hall through the open door. On the rickety table that was meant to serve both for eating and brewing ( a dangerous practice; perhaps that explained the crumbs in the bedsheets ), a glass container of something boiled merrily away, clinking occasionally as the hardened balls of whatever it was he was creating were tossed up against the sides. It smelled… odd. Sharp and pungent simultaneously, the sort of scent that burned the nose upon entry. “Treatment not working out?”
Pietro stopped as he entered the doorway, and shut the door furtively behind him. His dark eyes flitted over the room, fleeing from the doctor’s gaze. They saw everything and observed nothing, as Pietro remained absorbed in his guilt. He began speaking, addressing Doctor Finkelstein, although any outside observer would have sworn he was speaking to the potted plant. “Yes and no, good Doctor. Your, eh, treatment has sated my thirst, although I confess I can still feel it stirring. But this is not the issue. What is the issue-” (Here he became fascinated with the floorboards) “is that I find myself becoming relieved when I feed. Enjoying it, even. And I am afraid, because if I derive pleasure from my lowliness, then I sink deeper into it, like a pig into a mire.” He inhaled sharply, and his gaze took a new, bolder position, on a stain on the wall just above the doctor’s head. “Therefore. I must ask that you alter...it, in some way. Make it abhorrent to the senses, perhaps sour, or foul smelling. Anything that is within your power.”
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Some Pietro Fun Facts
-Pietro died a few years too early to read the Divine Comedy when it first came out, but since his reintroduction into the surface world it has become his favorite. He is particularly pleased that Dante implied Boniface VIII was going to hell. He also thinks the political commentary is hilarious, and has been kicked out of libraries multiple times for laughing obnoxiously loud while reading it.
-He is attempting to write a treatise called Summa Vampiro Theologica, in which he attempts to solve several theological questions about the nature of vampires, emulating the style of scholastic medieval theologian Thomas Aquinas. Most of this book involves Pietro confusedly arguing with himself and tying himself up in theological knots. It is very much a work in progress.
-He has a psychosomatic aversion to crosses/holy water/consecrated ground. He’s burned by these things because he feels that God is punishing him. BUT he can get around this if someone offers him some sort of placebo to counteract his Catholic guilt. For example; Pietro was incapable of walking on consecrated ground, until a fellow vampire gave him a pair of shoes lined with silver on the bottom, and told him they would allow him to walk into church. The shoes themselves are bullshit and don’t do anything, but Pietro believes they work, and that’s what’s important.