He’s just watching the interaction between his brother and their Father from his seat, wondering how long it’ll take for Lucifer to yell.



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He’s just watching the interaction between his brother and their Father from his seat, wondering how long it’ll take for Lucifer to yell.
World needs more stoicism
stoiccreator said: “One day, you will be face to face with whatever saw fit to let you exist in the universe, and you will have to justify the space you’ve filled.”
‘No offence but if I wanted nonsense sprouted at me? I’d have just gone to church.’
{ Wonderful. What WORDS of wisdom would he come out with next? Yahweh claimed there was a method to his madness and yet so far had failed to provide the proof. ( Instead he rather wind him up the wrong way; insisting on speaking in riddles. Getting direct answers out of him was like pulling teeth. ) He may as well be speaking to a brick wall; it would certainly be similar. }
‘You let me exist in the universe, though let - isn’t exactly accurate is it? More liked forced me to exist, no?’
“ I sometimes wonder if I should perhaps step in when it comes to things between my son and husband --- Then I remember what happened last time I did so, and that they’re two grown ass men. ”
stoiccreator said: ‘ did you just sass me? ’
{ SHIT Gaze snapped from complex crossword. Finding great hilarity in completing such with the one and All-Mighty; fangs grazing the biro in his mouth. ( A habit of concentration he’d picked up from Adrian. ) To say spending time with his grandfather was a rarity was an understatement. }
‘Sass you?’
{ Hearing the TERM from primordial lips wasn’t half peculiar. The present tropes and latest trends something he hadn’t imagined the God would utter so casually. ( Yet one had to adapt in the modern world, no? ) Head shaking he returned his attention to the puzzle. }
‘Perhaps. I do sass everyone. It’s a part of my award winning personality, after all.’
stoiccreator [text]: wtf is the notebook even about?? “if you’re a bird then i’m a bird” ? they’re both humans
[ Message : Spirit in the Sky. ]
I don’t know what’s more hilarious. God texting me or God watching one of the movies of his creations. As for the answer? Who the hell knows. I did tell you humans were fucking weird, grandfather. I mean there are those out there not happy identifying as human and rather be fruit. The world has gone cuckoo. Were you on acid when you made them? Best start over again. ~ ℒ. xo
Cont from X || @stoiccreator
Eyes squinted at that answer. It had been eons since she last saw him and even with the face he used so often. Tilting her head in a curious fashion, studying the deity carefully. He hadn’t been there when she was cast side from her own kind and definately wasn’t around when she took it upon herself to end their madness.
“ A friend? ” Ziencora didn’t have too many of those. Mostly known as Lucifer’s Dragon, she wasn’t sure exactly how many friends she had.
Nodding slowly towards him, she gave into him being here and sat back down in her chair. “ Please, sit, ” She offered with a gesture.
“ I don’t get many visitors. ”
stoiccreator said: ‘ what is it with kids and their gadgets? ’
‘Mmm-?’
{ Engrossed was the bloody understatement of the century; immortal fingers dashed at an inhuman rate across the screen of a freshly bought IPAD. Eyes fixated on the so called gadget in his grasp. ( He was a fierce creature of the night! He would be damned if some game beat him-! ) Sat there bold as brass it was becoming apparent he was finally becoming accustomed to the Almighty God. }
‘Sorry! Did you actually say something or was I just giving your disapproval a voice?’