Hello, love your rendition of the Long Quiet, would you mind if I made like icons of it for a roleplay blog? Totally okay if you don't feel comfortable with that btw.
I'm ok with that. Thank you for asking!

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Hello, love your rendition of the Long Quiet, would you mind if I made like icons of it for a roleplay blog? Totally okay if you don't feel comfortable with that btw.
I'm ok with that. Thank you for asking!
violent creatures / humans oft bring upon their own downfall for they eat the bread of wickedness and drink the wine of violence; so casually, they are set upon the road of chaos and as it unfolds right before his eyes, angel can’t hold back the amused laugh that erupts from within. as this mess was of human on human in nature, he had no obligation in the slightest to do anything about it, only watching as senseless human kills senseless human. “ they’re all gonna die. ” / @urbanumviolentium liked.
there's a small smile almost dancing in amusement, but he carefully makes a note of the team that belongs to denji. yoshida relishes in the fact there's perks to being a private devil hunter, but he knows that the world is too dangerous. he still thinks that's way too many guards for an assignment like this, but he keeps that mostly to himself. unnecessary comments warrant unnecessary attention & he's more inclined to continue being the relaxed high school student with a dangerous job. one of the guards does peak his interest, a man in a mask who seemed to be enjoying his leisurely time watching another devil hunter eat ice cream. ❛ you seem to be in good spirits considering the job. i assume food puts you at ease, correct?❜
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@urbanumviolentium from Kobeni.
A small pout formed on her lips as she looked up at the male before shifting backwards away from the ice cream truck in front of them. Ever since he found out that she had never had ice cream before, he wanted to treat her to some even though she had told him it wasn’t necessary. “V-Violence, this isn’t necessary..--”
@urbanumviolentium said: "Hey hello!" Violence calmly knocked on the open door to call the attention of the Princess of Hell. "Is this the Hotel that makes you good?"
Charlie blinked at looked over at the masked visitor. It took her a few seconds, but a wide, welcoming grin stretched across her face as she eagerly went over to greet the potential resident. “Yes, hello! It sure is! Come in, come in!” Not exactly the words she used to describe the hotel but close enough. “I’m Charlie! So it’s safe to say your interested in redemption?”
@urbanumviolentium inputted: “ That isn’t ‘just a scratch’. ” Injury/Hurt Prompts | ACCEPTING New Verse Establishment! (Exciting!) DEVILWATCH Division’s Queen Bee | Chainsaw Man
---- A black suit clings to the woman’s frame, her albino skin covered in sweat and a splatter of blood. Her hand was clutched at her side, and by the time the devilman got to her position, she had slumped against the wall. The smell of blood -- most of it not hers -- is all around them. Several slumped bodies lay motionless in this room of the old office, riddled with bullets. However, no casings litter the floor. Shattered glass spills in from the windows.
She turns to the hooded, masked figure, and squints. No shit... is the look she gives the hunter. Through an implant, she reaches out to the nearest Local Area Network -- a nearby auto shop, from the return ping. Public Safety Workers’ Overrides gave her access, and also quick tertiary access to the Department’s servers. But from here...
It would take moments to ascertain this person’s identity. Right now, she might not have that time.
---- A second command went out to her own Personal Area Network, and a pair of roto-drones descend into view, just outside of the windows. Automatic weapons are mounted, underslung on their frames. Far larger than those that can commonly be seen about the city.
With her free (trembling) hand, she reaches into her suit, shallow breaths betraying the struggle of the gesture. An ID is offered.
+++ Mary Ōuchi +++ Dept. of Public Safety, DEVILWATCH Division
---- She worries that she’s going to have to shoot again.
@urbanumviolentium replied: "Sorry, Ms. Imp, I meant hell, possessed body, you know, sometimes you mix some words up."
“Not familiar with possession. You’re in the Pride Circle, Pentagram city. It’s where sinner’s end up... you know, mortals who died.”
unprompted asks.
"Ko, would you mind punching me?" Galgali casually requested the girl, pointing at his own stomach. ( @urbanumviolentium )
“A-Ah, why do you w-want me to punch you?”
She wasn’t asking because she was actually going to do it, but she wanted to know for what reason he wanted her to punch him in the stomach. Perhaps he had eaten something that didn’t sit well with him? That didn’t make sense though, but still there had to be some reason why Galgali was wanting her to punch him.
Kobeni shifted awkwardly under his gaze before reaching out and grabbing hold of his hand for a moment. She knew he wouldn’t complain about someone as disgusting as her holding his hand, especially after the two of them had kissed before and were dating now in the first place.
“C-Can I do something else instead?”