#gotllieb

[summoned-anima]

📝 oh-ho-ho owo

@gotllieb || send me 📝 for my muse to write a callout post for your muse based on past interactions || aka Sherlock being a brat

TW: manphobia

LOCAL COMPOSER TOO ANGRY TO HAVE A DECENT CONVERSATION

       I had questionable pleasure of having conversation with Maestro Salieri or rather, an attempt to have one. Sadly, hatred and incivility are the only values our Avenger is able to show and they spread as wildfire among people in his surroundings! I had a bit higher expectations for gentleman such as him, to be honest. 

      With all my evidence gathered, I am afraid Maestro has to be canceled from Chaldea. For your own good and decent mood, please stop interacting with him ;/// there will be actions made from admnistrative point to correct said behaviour.

     I have to discourage sending death threats as the man claims to be death himself; could end poorly for you! 

[abendrotbrav]

@gotllieb​ responded to your post: guess who set an alarm to take a nap for an hour...

i s2g May, you’re a mood

i am truth, coming out of her well to wrath against mankind, but all these ‘millennials’ keep saying mood when i tell them their wrongdoings, so i guess it was a bit of the wrong era for that one

[alteredcore]

@gotllieb​ said ;  Still hasn't forgiven you over throwing Sanson's hot cocoa like that. : /

And he still hasn´t felt a single bit of remorse over throwing Sanson´s hot cocoa.

[elusivemaster]

@gotllieb replied to your post: Stares at you making a face.

“…were you always here?”

Why did she suddenly felt annoyed by this question?

“Longer than you.” 

[operaghcst]

@gotllieb // cont.

He’s almost flattered! To think The Phantom could be one that came before Salieri, a predecessor rather than a lowly corpse looking up to a talented one! Ah, it was not everyday he had such a happy misconception applied to him!

“No, monsieur, I was after your time. But I always had an artistic bent, and such a bent would naturally lead me to the works of men such as you! And oh, how I did enjoy your works...” He trailed off, and his eyes became distant. Name. Ah. He had been asked for his name by a composer who had gotten to walk among other humans and share his works and have a normal face. His name being asked for by such a man... ahhh...

“I am Assassin. Oh, but my True Name is the Phantom of the Opera! It is a pleasure to meet you, monsieur Salieri...” And wasn’t that a phrase he never thought he would say in such a place as this.

[vcsavi]

  @gotllieb liked for a starter !

   “Let us burn out this corruption.” An eye gleaming crimson, smoke trailing after Brahmastra had devastated a row of enemies.

[lovelooped]

@gotllieb approached.

"Here. To go with that cake I'm certain you're planning on knicking from the kitchen."

The tone of voice is surprisingly light and playful, for someone who looks vaguely concerned -- yes, yes, prodding danger with a stick he may be, but he offers a thermos of coffee out nonetheless. He is fearless, seemingly, for someone who exists constantly wary of the world -- constantly haunted by his own ghost. (The oddity of it is that he exists and keeps existing, like some horrible repotted cactus-clipping. How many pick up on it, he wonders? How many can sense that something isn't right?)

It is a foolish way of thinking, but -- something so simple as a Heroic Spirit who seems to drift in a haze hardly scares him any. After all, said specter clad in misfortune is also now known for a bit of a sweet tooth: a fact the life-looped mage finds all-too-endearing (and who is he to stop anything, he's just a staff member).

"It's just a plain batch of cinnamon coffee with sugar, don't worry. Ah, and, if someone manages to catch you -- blame me for the sweets you take. Either say I gave you permission, which technically I'm doing now, or otherwise use me as a scapegoat. I don't mind."

[summoned-anima]

“ i’ll tell you what that thing isn’t : it isn’t yours . so leave it alone . ” — for sherlock?

ICONIC  THINGS  GLaDOS  FROM  PORTAL  HAS  SAID.

     Spidery fingers hovered over notes laying down on desk. Detective turned his head to face Avenger with a full smile on; a best defense to cover that he - indeed - had other’s privacy for nothing. Sherlock just acted in the way like he could do everything and most of people just played along with it.

     ‘Ahhh, you have to forgive me, Mr. Salieri! You can’t blame me for being cirious what kind of music was able to stop Ivan the Terrible, right? In the end, I am musician myself even if amateur.’