#he controls everything

[b1rdbra1ned]

Baxter the true mastermind behind ii

[inkspottie]

I'm reading laughing at tragedy and I was wondering, is lolbit sentient somewhat underneath michael's influence? Like their AI? Or is it somewhat mixed in with Michael now?

A good question, I can’t go into too much detail (spoilers sorry) but I will say that’s it’s a mixture of both. Michael and Lolbit are two entities but also mixed together. They separate every now and then when moments arise, like when LolBit goes into a laughing fit or makes a joke. Michael can’t sense Lolbit, but his programming makes Michael do things much to his own annoyance.

If that makes sense? It’ll be talked about later down the line I promise

[abeauutifulpatience]

الله أكبر

[apersonificationofpride-blog]

Fight

((text limit, this is gonna get good))

The eldest sin simply cocked its head to the side and raised up one of its legs to block the other with its foot, easily stopping him dead in his tracks without leaving the chair completely. It raised a hand up to inspect the crystalline claws with the same challenge as before with a little more of a taunting laugh behind it clearly written over its face. "Is that all you have to say? Hmm, perhaps you forget your place. At any rate, is that the best you can do for an attack? What a shame. I expected more." It leaned back in the chair and crossed its legs, a hand raised up and all the sin did was twitch them slightly as the grin grew, "Try again peasant." Oh Pride was going to enjoy this.

He landed on his rear with a grunt, glaring up at his double. Well, he obviously hadn't fully thought that through- and it had gone a tad better in his head. Expecting to surprise his mirror image was a Hail Mary and it'd fallen flat. Pride moved to kneel, hissing angrily at Superbia's words. "Forget my place? What in Hell is that supposed to mean?" Insulting a host in their own home, and they said he was the one who lacked manners! Acting like a king in a palace that wasn't even his! In a flash his crystals had darkened from his anger, claws digging into the floor. Peasant. PEASANT?! He was a king! Not some filthy commoner of this world! "You forget where you are, Superbia. This is MY domain. I never lose here." With those words, the chair the other sin was perched upon seemed to take on a mind of it's own and bucked the sin off. Crystals from the floor collected into a battle axe, and without missing a beat Pride swing it- aiming to cleave his double in two.