LETS TA-//AKE IBUPROFEN ADDERALL TOGETHER
based off a comment I made ooc in an rp with @hellsfavoritefallen HAHWHSHZG ft. Ori <3
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LETS TA-//AKE IBUPROFEN ADDERALL TOGETHER
based off a comment I made ooc in an rp with @hellsfavoritefallen HAHWHSHZG ft. Ori <3
Ultrakill doodles I did in class because I was bored ❤️
BROTHER!
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?
-@1000-thr-earthmover
STUCK ON THE GROUND IN THE LAYER OF VIOLENCE AGAINST NATURE, ART AND GOD
*A melody could be heard from the distance, beautiful.. yet it was hidding something much more deep, hatred, fear, disappointment. As the machine approached more, he could hear something in Latin.*
“In nómine Patris,”
*The music took a dramatic turn, the machine approaching more and more..*
“Et Fílii,”
*Step after step, he was approaching..*
“Et Spíritus Sancti.”
*So near..*
“Amen.”
*The machine entered a big room, more like a hall, it looked like a Cathedral, the room was being illuminated by the sky and by the wings of an Angel, but it wasn't just an Angel, it was Gabriel, the one V1 defeated, the one V1 ripped everything off.*
“Machine.”
*The music stops, slowly getting up from the seat, rising in the sky as if it was nothing, wings beating in a soft yet beautiful motion.*
“I will cut you down. Break you apart! Splay the gore of your profane form across the stars! I will grind you down until the very sparks cry for MERCY! My hands shall RELISH! ending you here. and. NOW!”
*His lower feathers were fiery gold, he turned to the machine, swords on hands, ready to fight.*
*And fight they did.*
[ - @gabriel-gods-will ]
V1 wasted no time, equipment his revolver, and immediately shooting at the angel. He stayed moving around the cathedral adjacent room, making himself a difficult target. He was dead set on ending this angel here and now.
We have a weapon we'd like for you to test out.
@literally-every-single-terminal
[ATTENTION: YOU HAVE MY INTERESTS.]
[THINGS]
kind of re: last post i think just as v1 can be both a top and a bottom it can also be both a sadist and a masochist.. i often think about how its ability to feel pain is likely stronger than its ability to feel pleasure, because as a war machine it is very likely able to tell when it's been hit. and so i love thinking about if somebody were to hit it the right way, make it realize there's pleasure in pain.. get it all confuuuused ^q^
"Machine..."
Gabriel manifests in a beam of light. Feathers drifting by as he lands gracefully. With power and authority and--
He trips on a rock walking to V1 and falls over.
He's crying
{ @manywingedangel }
Hearing his voice, the machine jolts, wings buzzing frantically as it turns to look at him.
[ANGEL]
[GABRIEL]
It’s not the most sure what to do about Gabriel. He was a good sparring partner. It was fun to spar with him. He wasn’t a big threat, at least to it.
That thought is only solidified when it watches them trip and fall, crying all the while.
V1 frantically looks around, wings buzzing with worry now instead of surprise as it gets down on its knees, trying to help them up.
“WHAT WHA//AT ??/? WHATS WRONG ?/??/??//“
The machine does have a caring wire in its body after all.