- I AM THE RIGHTEOUS HAND OF GOD! -

ind. sel. the lamb from cotl. as worshipped by venus.

[sacrilamb]

hey gang, i made a lil interest checker for lamb, if you wanna fill it out!

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* icon border by @/paletterph ! * affiliated with @/sacricat + @/sacrifox!

[sacrilamb]

guess who's back on a new blog !!! <3 it's ovtsa, c'mere, yall. @lambifice .

[sacrilamb]

okay so, fnaf security breach au for ovtsa and @sacricat's narinder!--‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ -ovtsa and narinder's attraction is called 'fairytale forest', and it's an off-shoot of/similar to the old faztheatre, but mostly aimed at the younger children, tldr.‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ -there, they re-enact popular fairytales together, their first production was little red riding hood, which is what they're still best known for.‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ -lots of different costumes! they have rather simple base designs, but with over the top costumes layered on top. the little red riding hood costumes is their base design, used during meet and greets, birthdays (unless requested otherwise), etc.‏‏‎ ‎ -however, when the glitchtrap virus started gaining traction in the pizzaplex, narinder was one of it's victims, causing him to attack an human staff member-- their narrator, specifically. he was swiftly hauled off to parts and services, to figure out if his code could be salvaged, or if he should be junked all together.‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ -missing her performance partner, ovtsa would often sneak down to where narinder is kept, talking with his half-put together, but still somewhat aware form. she wanders the pizzaplex after hours, searching for anything that could help him.‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎

[sacrilamb]

a certain thing i get inspo from is def like. cosplay videos, as silly as it may seem. let me show you a few that i heavily associate w/ ovtsa in my head!

[brody75]

Night of the Werewolf (1981)

[sacrilamb]

he's sitting by the alter, as usual, but instead of dutifully praying, pouring all his devotion to the lamb into it like he should be. nakanor has to keep constantly rubbing his eyes while trying not to weep. they're just bothering him so much today, he can't focus.

@derelictdread // random asks, always accepting !

ovtsa's daily rounds around the fellowship, a strict routine that felt like it's own kind of prayer each day, as she made sure everything was running as smoothly as possible. she had been chatting with the devotee tasked with watching over the lumbar yards today, when... she notices him sat among the prayer circle at the altar, head bowed, not out of devotion, but of deep emotion, of pain. ✝️ her eyes widen a little, absentminded, and she glances away, possibly in thought, before--she holds up a hand, stopping the other she'd been talking to in their verbal tracks. excusing herself for a moment, she be -gins making her way over to him, brows lightly furrowed in concern. ✝️ ovtsa kneels down to him, and speaks gently, quietly; as if not wanting to draw too much attention--something she assumes he'd appreciate. " brother, are you alright? " she asks, " do you need to take break...? " ✝️

[sacrilamb]

i've had this stag for two days and i already care about him so much. let him bother you?

@derelictdread // random asks, always accepting !

she had finished her latest sermon about five minutes ago, and as everyone else takes their exit, hustling back to fulfil their assigned duties, ovtsa takes a moment to gather her things. she absentmindedly flutters through a few pages of her tome, before shutting it, and tucking it away in her cloak. ✝️ glancing around, she notes she should probably clean up a little to -night, whilst the others sleep. but, for now, she just steps down off her pulpit, and walks, before pushing the doors to the church open. ✝️ greeted by the light, and the distant chatter of her followers, she can't help but smile a little, though the warmth of the expression somewhat undercut by the tiredness that lay beneath. still, she basks in the sun for a moment, until... suddenly, a voice at her side, trying to get her attention for something--ovtsa blinks once, the twice, glancing over. ✝️ " mm? oh, hello, brother! " she greets, giving bow, " it is glorious day, is it not? " a light giggle, " ah, but. what can do for you, hm? " ✝️

[sacrilamb]

oh, by the way, have a @sacricat's narinder abt ovtsa song, methinks.

[sacrilamb]

we were ROBBED, by the way. robbed, i tell you.

[lambfated-moved-deactivated2025]

It would seem as if their gambit has paid off; for as they place their hand against the other's back, offering her a rare gesture of comfort…so too does The Lamb find that they are likewise soothed by the feeling. It is strange, in a way, how easily it all comes back to them now…how familiar it feels, to offer their aid to another lamb again. Taking a deep breath to steady themselves, The Lamb is careful as they help Ovtsa to her feet; surprisingly gentle as they answer her questions in turn. Of course, they will pretend that they have not seen her tears, in an attempt to spare her pride…but there is a soft sort of graciousness in the way that they speak to her, all the same.

"It has not been too long since we have brought you here…just a little over a day, now. Though how long it has been since you were last awake, we know not."

"We were just finishing up a crusade of our own when we stumbled upon something most unusual…a flash of bright light in the distance, the strange sensation of another god entering our realm…we almost couldn't believe our eyes when we arrived at the source of it all and found you laying there, unconscious."

It is a shame, they think to themselves, that they cannot offer her much more of an explanation than that. Alas, the situation that the two of them have found themselves in seems rather extraordinary, indeed. Perhaps now that she is awake, she can offer her own perspective on the matter; and perhaps together, they can come to some sort of clear answer to the questions they both had.

[sacrilamb]

ovtsa takes a sharp breath as she's helped to her feet, the pain was still overwhelming, but she was able to push through it, at least--still soothed by their presence, despite the uncanny situation at hand. now sat back on the stiff med-bay bed, her eyes stay focused on the floor, thoughts rushing much like a rageful ocean, crashing into the sides of her skull as it repeats, 'why me? why here? why now?' ✝️‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ voice gentle, the other begins to explain their side, her ears lightly twitch, showing she was listening despite her dazed expression. 'a crusade as our own', 'another god', 'our realm': a horror begins to dawn on her, eyes widened, she looks up at the other lamb quickly. ✝️‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ then, her gaze begins to dart around the room, clearly on edge, and the familiar yet foreign scenery is no help. everything is just ever-so slightly out of place... breathless, she mumbles her realization as her head spins a bit, her grip curling into itchy fabric sheets without noticing, " this is not my world, is it? " ✝️‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

[sacrilamb]

continued from here! // @cxffeeshxp .

ovtsa stands on edge, fingers itching to reach for her crown, her weapon; yet she acts generally unphased by the large stranger. it was less a reaction of fear, and more-so one of carefulness, an just in-case. either way, she awaits a response, and when she's met with a simple grunt, she blinks, once, then twice--she can't help but laugh a little, the sound light, melodious. she sets a paw on her hip. ✝️ " ah, man of few word, i see... " she replies, " well, nonetheless, i welcome you to little fellowship, why not i make some tea? or-- " the other suddenly kneels to her height, and points out the wicker basket she'd set down. he even mutters a few words, which seems to surprise her. she pauses, glancing back, then hums thoughtfully. ✝️ " oh, that? well, you have caught me in middle of take clothes out to dry, is nothing, really. but, ah... you wish help, yes? well, i would not mind. " (this way she can possibly learn more about this odd visitor, they were nothing like anything she'd seen before, after all--that's saying a lot.) ✝️

[sacrilamb]

i can't believe i've never mentioned this? ovtsa's cult is called, 'people of the forgotten' or, 'the cult of the forgotten'. thank you!

[sacrilamb]

" ah, there is favorite swashbuckler! i have missed greatly. come, come, at least allow me one hug, won't you? " she holds out her arms, smiling. // @kiddscove

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sets this here and then passes out............ // pose inspo from here!

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