what did you gain? : Dialogue / interaction with itself / surroundings !
et tu? : OOC or updates
psa: please dont contact us to torture your characters. she can do a couple stabbings but she's not going to get gory with it!!!! this ire is intended to explore the concept of wrath beyond how it's commonly interpreted.
think of it like this: something happened to make her this way.
she/they/it for this blog!
also we don't support the grace devs or szymon.
also also, this is an extension of @clawsfangseyesknives (which we lost access to because we were stupid and made a custom email, promptly forgot it, and now we're boned. this ire has killed cfek ire by accident.)
More details below:
While this is a RP blog, I intend to format it more like she's the one blogging, and roleplays ARE welcome!! Imagine it like asking some dude whos laying on your couch
This ire is armless. This does not mean she cannot summon hands. The general idea for this is that 1, it'd be a sick ass design & 2 the way that simply getting mad at someone can descend into wrath very easily. The illusion of safety, of something being harmless and then gaining sharper and sharper edges the angrier you get & how anger can tear you apart & your own two hands are just not enough to get across how mad you are when it gets to violence.
This isn't to say she can't do anything when she doesn't have her hands summoned, she just fucks about. In a sense, her legs aren't real either.
She's a sinner under all that. Or, was. She's basically the sinner in the Pihsrow rOT death screen softlock. Heavily inspired by the fact that when you do something wrong, you seek for some sort of repentance, and in their desperation to be simply looked at by Genesis, they decided to go to fight the "ultimate evil" in its perception (Pihsrow).
I'm still hashing out the lore. I do think that she's not without fault. She's heavily themed after Judas in The Last Days of Judas Iscariot; the feeling that the love isn't there when it really is. (I'm planning on watching the play and I've probably misunderstood it fundamentally I am so sorry)
It's what's necessary. It's what's necessary. It's what's necessary. It's what's necessary. It's what's necessary. It could not have gone any other way. It's what's necessary. They'll take my place and for what, the better? Better of who, huh?! They're not any better than me! Maybe they are! She clearly loves them more!
... Augh. Pleh. What do I care. Though, I gotta admit it's impressive that I managed to dislodge a brick just now!! Maybe I could pry it out and take a peek out of bounds!
