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MR. JOHNSON & HARA ORA. 🎶 @alulars + @petitsdieu

The stream slips a ballerina's glide.

#ooc #*moodboard.#*moodboard: j.#petitsdieu #sometimes you gotta make a pretty graphic for a thread you replied to 10 months later.#*johnson and hara.#*eden.

MOODBOARD: johnson & hara.

@alulars + @petitsdieu

#*moodboard: j.#*johnson.#*johnson and hara.#*eden.

similar in origin to how lee’s narration tends to spiral into rhyme schemes when his mind is foggy and getting lost in future (or past) memories, i think angels are metaphysically incapable of vocally/orally lying in rhyme or iambic pentameter.

I won’t over explain why because i think there’s delight and awe in hinting at otherworldly systems without fully laying it out (kind of like how magic tricks lose their charm if you show them how it’s done) but i will remind you that angels, in their true forms, are infallible and inseparable from the underpinning physics and laws of this world.

rhyming and rhyme schemes are a human(-y) invention but an unintentional discovery and application of higher dimensional frequencies. rhymes and rhyme schemes vibrate in a tempo that dimly pierces our mortal dimensional veil. like the faintest glow. and because of that higher dimensional fluency, it interacts with angels in a unique way (like how magenta is a reductive absence and effects angels). an angel attempting to say a lie that rhymes or is in a rhyme scheme is rudimentarily equivalent to a human being trying to flawlessly say a tongue twister (rhymes/rhythm) in glass-breaking-high soprano (lies).

lying without rhyming is uncomfortable but not impossible (again, rudimentarily, think glass-breaking-high soprano: possible but difficult for most and some pitches the vast majority of people can’t reach).

rhyming/rhythm without lying is also uncomfortable but not impossible (rudimentarily, a tongue twister).

because of this, angels can’t sing. though they enjoy the melodic vocals of others.

#ooc #*moodboard: j.#*moodboard: d.#*moodboard.#i love magical surrealism

MOODBOARD: MR. JOHNSON & MACKENZIE KNIGHT. /// @alulars + @vitalphenomena

Plainly, clinically, as though the list is grocery items and not invasively, wholly about her: “You cry in your apartment's south-facing bathroom because you have no private room of your own. You think of your father. You think of him dead. You want to kill him. You prayed for it. When you unload the dishwasher, you count the knives. Your favorite color—” He clarifies, he simplifies, he elongates the word: “Green.” It is said less like a magician revealing her chosen playing card and more like a cooing parent enunciating the applied names of things to their infant. “Is five billionths of a meter. The same size of simple bacteria. Yet only one of the two appears commonly in your home.” His gaze slides to hers, fastens to it. “All of it is your life, Mackenzie Knight. Little of it is what you want.”

#*johnson and mackenzie.#vitalphenomena #ooc #*moodboard: j.#left is johnson/mack.#right is johnson.

manic 4am thought/lore spawned by harlotto’s reply but angels are functions!!!! angels are physics. math, photons, wind turbulence, heat, friction, gravitational pull, light wavelengths, etc. the world turns—consistently and predictably and perpetually—because angels propel it. they don’t possess a form, they are fluid, they are literal and figurative functions. a miracle is an angel willfully decaying/breaking from function and intercepting/redirecting actions to/for you instead. the infinitesimal decrease of gravity to prevent you from tripping and breaking your neck (an outcome an angel is able to see/know due to their perfect and integrated/ingrained understanding of how the world functions and being of that functioning). but a miracle means a temporary cessation of physics and life as we know it (no matter how microscopically tweaked). what is greater, more important: ensuring earth continues spinning at a perfect 1,038 mph or saving one human who is about to trip on a crooked slab of sidewalk?

#not all physics are angels but all angels are physics do you feel me?#ooc #*moodboard: j.#*moodboard.

AND I AM THE FIRE, AND I AM THE FOREST, AND I AM A WITNESS WATCHING IT.

A trio of independent original characters narratively entangled.

#VITALPHENOMENA. mackenzie knight — BY LYE #CORSEY. elfgar mason — BY HARLOTTO #ALULARS. mr. johnson — BY JORDY

#self ! promo #vitalphenomena #corsey #alulars #*moodboard: j.#*johnson.#*johnson and elfgar and mackenzie.

MOODBOARD: johnson & crowley.

@alulars + @inl4ndempire

#*moodboard: j.#*johnson.#*johnson and crowley.

JOHNSON & CROWLEY: and the old, empty church. [x]

Far enough in the background, tucked behind the church, the graveyard looms, hidden, like a nicotine patch under a smoker's shirt sleeve. At exactly five o'clock in the evening, the church's sheer shadow perfectly shawls the dead with the cool tenderness of a diurnal pillow fluffed-and-flipped; that's how the sexton imagined it as he marveled by the marigolds. — @alulars ~~~ half-rotted, the empty church has leeched its substance into the ground, a sacred alluvium spoiling the earth around it. he can feel it out by the cabin, clinging to the soles of his shoes, stinging him within the flesh of his borrowed body. persistent and pernicious, in a way that promises gradual madness. — @inl4ndempire

#that's The Church. this is nuts.#inl4ndempire #*moodboard: j.#*johnson and crowley.