#threedoggedhead

[scurdemcn]

@threedoggedhead​: One Cerberus is nibbling on her hair while she plays a game, one is nibbling on her arm, and one is trying to worm her way into Malina's lap, though struggling.

[streetsteel]

@threedoggedhead​ sent: 

The three of her rise up over his workbench, all three setting down a different book. The Necronomicon Ex-Mortis, bound in leathered human skin. The Satanic Bible, signed by Lucifer herself. And... 'MAGIC DOG WISDOM'. "Have you ever considered the word of Satan?" One of her says. "I can teach you to use blood rituals to destroy your enemies..." The second speaks. The third, the one in the middle, speaks last. "We can show you all this and more for a low, low price...."

He wipes his hands with a rag, glancing over to his workbench and—huh. 

WAIT. 

HUH? Is that. Oh. Oh god. Oh wow. There’s a face on this, is this—

No. 

He’s not touching this with a ten-foot pole. Or even a twenty one. Hell no. 

“Nope. Not me, I’m good, I like t’rely on my own abilities, y’know, do things m’self—” Oof. He’s feeling kind of queasy. “Generous offer, really. Not my kind of thing though.” 

BOBERT COME GET YO FUCKIN’ DOG, BITCH.

[closetedcuriosity]

@threedoggedhead​ said: Nibbles on Azazel's fingers. All three of her do. Nibble nibble nibble.

... ah. Well, this is fairly inconvenient. Seems her theory of head-pats being a consistent means of disarming the canid demon’s shenanigans needed some more thorough testing. Might’ve allowed her to avoid things like this.

She didn’t think she was in any real danger, of course. Not yet, at least. Having one hand preoccupied just... made writing notes on this quite difficult.

“If you’re hoping to draw blood, I’m afraid I don’t have any of that...” Not that Cerberus seemed especially vicious, as of right now... but, she dared not pull her hand back in case the demon’s instincts interpreted that as a chase.

... her glove was surely going to need stitching, though.

[streetsteel]

@threedoggedhead​

just throws a stick. as far as humanly possible. from a dude who can yeet a fridge, that’s gonna be a good one ayup 

[demonsours]

while she's sitting, playing her game, three dog heads find a way to all lay in her head at once at the same time, two looking at the screen, the other up at Malina. "What'cha dooooooooooooin'?"

If Cerberus wasn't three entire entities at once then they would have been swatted for randomly touching Malina in gamer mode. Also the puppy face she had suddenly mastered helped her case but that was Cerberus for you.

"Hey Cerbs." Malina answered, still focusing on the screen. "I'm trying something I saw online. One of those popular human people messing around with game code in a game. Basically world domination through religious following."

It seemed like something Cerberus would be interested in. "You can watch if you want."

[awesomelyblind-a]

@threedoggedhead sent in ""HEY HEY HEY!!!" The trio of her runs several circles around Justice. "There was a big statue the humans made of you in a place I saw earlier. Her face was wayyy softer, but... I dunno, it was pretty good. At least they told me it was you..."

It always was something when it came to the troublesome trio of canine girls collectively known as Cerberus, a concept that was still concretely true to this moment with how they circled the blind demon like innocent sharks; yet when Justice heard what they had to say, she couldn't help but feel intrigued, "A statue?! Of me?! Get outta here! That's awesome! I gotta see this for myself!"

Of course, Justice had several adventures up above in the realm of the living... yet she never would have imagined the concept of humans erected a statue in her likeness, perhaps demons were as hated as the entertainment industry made them out to be?

"Where did you see it?"

[roseicicles]

Drops a very human femur at Luci's feet. All three of her tails are going wild.

“I won’t question where you got this, but I suppose you want me to throw it?”

“Fine. I’ll play your little game.”Lucifer picks up the femur in her hand, looking at it for a moment, feeling it, ensuring she has a good enough grip on her. Before just taking aim, and throwing it in any direction. As if completely forgetting something could be knocked into if it goes wrong. Something she may have to clean up.

[streetsteel]

Nibbles his finger.

“Don’t, I put it up my butt.”