#timelostobserver

[flxshy]

@timelostobserver liked for a Lucifer starter

"Yeah, no. I don't really know what you need, but your whole vibe is a mess."

The king muttered, a gloved hand waving away a sinner from his courtroom before coming to see the glasses wearing demon. There was something different about this one, and it intrigued him. Anything to prevent him from locking himself back into his room.

"And what can I do you for?"

[originemesis]

"They're right you know... Adam." Uh oh.. There's Azrael.

"And I'll be waiting."

"Blah blah blah- that like a wet dream of yours? Fighting like cats and whores with Lucifer over who gets to shove a pitch fork up my ass~? Sounds fruity, not gonna lie, but uh...you do you, girly-pop."

[brokendreamscreation]

@timelostobserver liked for a Lil Lucid Verse starter!)

Heaven has indeed partaken in many questionable endeavors, but the latest one truly seemed ghastly. The creation of a new seraph from the very same dust as their fallen brethren. And not only that, but crafted in his image as well. The name to many felt like a mockery of their lost brother, a full future replacement for what Lucifer Morningstar could have been. And despite heavy disagreement against this angels creation, it was done and a new life was brought into existence among the other seraphim.

Lucid Eveningstar, the future Angel of Dreams & Illusions, is nothing more than a wee cherub in the beginning. Created as an infant to raise and guide instead of serve and obey from the start. It’s hopeful that this growth will allow better shaping and development for the angel Heaven needs and to curb any unwanted behaviors early on. They could not risk another Lucifer, and this is the only chance they have at creating a proper replacement.

Of course the baby is none the wiser. His needs are simple, but demanding, and like clockwork Lil Lucid is passed from brother to brother to be cared for among the Archangels. Some are more diligent than others, and still the young angel seems to have a knack for getting into things.

Small hands reach at a long cloth hanging over a table, gripping at the fabric. The cherub pulls at it playfully, blissfully unaware of the knick-knacks on top. Each tug scoots them ever closer to the edge, one thumping over against the table top as it’s jostled.

[gemscales-and-tea]

@timelostobserver

Boop!

Goes a paw right onto Hades' face, soft and harmless.

[lilitophidian]

@timelostobserver ; ' it's useless trying to appease me. ' ( From Hades. )

The woman of the night where the whispers followed with a snake-like tongue flicking. Books labeled her as a monster for going against what was forced upon her. What was wrong with a little bit of rebellious attitude?

Pose came forward, such as that of a ballet dancer tip-toeing satin black shoes along a mass grave of bones. A true ballad of the macabre, so beautiful yet so bittersweet with the rotten kiss of death lingering under the surface of one's lilac skin. Subtle agitation that wore a mask of regency. You wouldn't know how she truly was as a person. Mother of demons, giving birth of creation to the sinners and forcing them to sing for her entertainment.

They thought they had choices in the matter. But only she held the real choices there as she whipped them into being under a manicured stiletto-clawed thumb. But oh me, oh my! Was it fucking BORING? Complaining about being the damned like it was her job to listen to each word, mutter, or whisper.

So heaven found solace, deals, and all that jazz to keep up with such a woman as plans were made in secret. She wanted power and all of it within her dainty revengeful grasp.

"Every angel has a soft spot, you know. It's sometimes nestled in the wings. Sometimes, it's around the neck."

Gesturing with such elegance sliding across the suggested area under the chin. She was seated down with leg over leg like a traditional lady. The posture following that was only fit for such a queen as appearance gave.

"But to assume I came with some type of desire and need is a bit impolite, isn't it? Here I was just trying to be friendly since I do know you don't have company very often."

You wouldn't be able to tell if she was lying or not.

[gctchella]

@timelostobserver said: "Someone having interest in fiestaware I see? I have a coffee mug that is made through that... It's bright orange."

"Nuh-uh!! Lemme see?! Lemme see?! Lemme see!!" Flailing hands!

[nineringsprince]

@timelostobserver

To be fair: He wouldn't let Mammon have it anyway.

But with no one else here, Lucius offers the mug to this new arrival instead.

[crownshattered-a2]

@timelostobserver inquired: "you can stand in my way, or you can stand by my side. at this point, i don't care." Hades to any of your KnY Muses (Or Genshin.. Cause he has that verse now.. >>;)

⁕| 'I Deserve Better Than This' Prompts |⁕

"You know why I cannot do that," the seraphim spoke in a tone that expressed regality and perfection. That is what she was--perfection. It took perfection to make Heaven so wonderful, and she intended to keep it that way. Azrael--no, Hades--had always been a reasonable sort when he had his place up above, but now... With a sinner being reborn as a citizen of Heaven...

Hades had to have some connection to it. He's the one who sorts the souls of the deceased, after all. That's why Sera requested a meeting with him, sending a projection of herself down to speak with the fallen angel. Was this his way of spiting Heaven for casting him down into the Hells.?? Or was this all preordained and Sera didn't know? She needed as much information as possible so she could continue on with her usual perfection and keep Heaven in balance.

"I am not attempting to stand in your way nor stand at your side. The placement I chose is unaffiliated with any stance of yours, unless your 'goal' is detrimental to Heaven." A soft sigh as the seraphim folded her hands in front of her. "I am not here to fight. I simply wish to understand why a sinner is up above. I must react accordingly."