#crossedfates

[azazelthewatcher]

@crossed--fates

He had been one of the last people Azazel had expected to meet while walking on earth. He hated being on earth in general. He was no huge fan of this place. He preferred to stay in hell, close to his solders. Watching them train, preparing them for battle.

But he had orders to walk on earth for now, had orders to stay here and watch and prepare for the big bang.

He was used to seeing guardian angels by now. They resided on earth too, protecting humanity, guiding them when the cherubim and seraphim couldn’t. He didn’t envy them at all.

But what he had not expected to see, the last person of all people he had met in his life was one of them. One of the watchers. One of those who had fought by his side when they fell.

He had never seen him in hell. He should have known that he had been staying on earth.

Yomiel...?

[itsgottabethebutz]

There's a note at the bottom of the hole

Do you want to see your friend alive again, Phoenix Wright? Come to this address. Oh, and don’t even dare call the police or he’ll be dead before you even get here.

The Manipulator

There’s a bit of blood in the note. Could that be Apollo’s?

Nick...Nick!! Nick, you gotta see this! We gotta go, now!

[pinksweatergettingbetter]

@crossed--fates

The world was dull. Sounds were muted, images murky. He seemed to float up out of the nothing slowly, as if rising from a great depth. Yet once he broke the surface, nothing became any clearer. He was just in a gaping, reddish... nothing.

“...H-Hello?” he tried, tentatively.

The relative clarity of his voice was startling in comparison to his surroundings.

[distanttracesofbeauty]

If she’d been in her borrowed human form, Dahlia Hawthorne would have daintily lifted her skirts and tiptoed over the dark stains on the warehouse floor. Better yet, she would have loved if the clearly insane gentleman before her would have removed his coat to prevent her white slippers from becoming stained.

Alas, the lack of a vessel means a significant lack in gallantry. Besides, this fool would have wasted his time on only one other woman, and she, too, is long since dead. Dahlia rolls her grey eyes and floats over the corpse on the ground, investigating his face, the types of wounds.

She smiles, but is careful not to let her companion see. When she looks up at the Manipulator again, her damask face is a mask of indifference.

It took you long enough~ Were you shooting left-handed? You missed quite a few times. Teehee! How silly of you.

[soupervillainpotage]

@crossed--fates replied to your post ““ become the monster they expect you to be ” “I mean... cop lady...”

"It was the same with me. The more I found out I could use my powers to get what I wanted, the more corrupted I became. I just embraced it "

“I mean... you’ve got like... a cool power. I’ve got soup. I mean admittedly, there are a lot more uses to it than I originally thought but sitll...”

[sundialhunter-a]

(( Starter for @crossed--fates​ ))

Her days off from Bliss Ocean meant she can pretty much do whatever the hell she wanted--well, as far as a terrorist can do out in the open, at least. Fortunately, most people didn’t recognize her outside of her cowboy attire, which was great! Because even a gal like her needed a break now and then.

The bar she had picked on a whim was pretty lively too--more modern than what she’s used to, but the drinks were good, even if she had to brush off more than a couple of people trying sweet-talk her. “Oi! BARKEEP! Pour me ‘nother one!” Zora says as she slams down her third drink of the night. “An’ gimme a burger or somethin’! M’starvin’ over here!”

[reluctantlyreinel]

🔄 [Yomiel or Sissel, whoever you prefer!]

“There’s one thing I don’t understand.”

“Does nobody around here know how to swim...?”

[[She seemed to be genuinely puzzled. She knew that some people never quite got around to teaching their children this but... it still seemed like a huge oversight. Especially considering how the world is mostly covered in water.]

[guilty-love]

//‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’

I do, ja.