#vengxfallen

[corruptedspider]

“Mephisto and I have a deal,” he snarls, leaping from the perch he was on to the ground, lenses narrowing. He didn’t like this; not one bit. If his spider-sense worked, it would have told him danger, but as it didn’t? No, all he felt was anger... pure anger - mostly due to the fact he was interrupted from picking out a target to slaughter. This nights amusement... is such a term could be used for what he was planning moments prior.

“I’ve done nothing to break it.” Well, not exactly, he’d been trying to dig into that night - that very day even. Trying to see what happened, to figure out the pieces of his past... doing exactly what he shouldn’t have. It hurt... he tried to forget and he still kept going over that day again and again; two different versions. He didn’t know what one was real or not. 

Ironically... both of them were. They were very real... he just hadn’t managed to accept or figure out that little piece of information as of yet. “I never will. I know what he’ll do to me.”

@vengxfallen - brimstone

[chokethelight]

  “Gotta get out of here.”

Whatever was after him was not human. Not anything close; this had happened before, several-times in-fact, but last time it was just a warning. Last time, it was to get him in-place for future events, but this time? This time could feel it wasn’t anything good.

He pushed himself off the ground ( tripping on his own feet ) a moment before as he attempted to catch his breath. Something was after him... he didn’t know what, but with out a doubt knew that it wasn’t good not good at all.

     “Really need to get out of here.”

@vengxfallen - for brimstone 

[chokethelight]

    “When I asked for DIVINE intervention.... i was expecting the SPIDER GOD once again. Not,” he gives a very vague gesture to the one before him, “You look like something out of a volcano.” Well, maybe that wasn’t entirely accurate ( he had been begging for guidance for the last three hours ), but.... this was not what he expected to turn up.

@vengxfallen  - for brimstone

[nickscratch-blog1]

    “Now, that is more like it. Do try to bring him in alive - I can’t wait to see our old friend Blaze again.”

[brimstonebiker]

' Huh...The I AM VENGEANCE jar's lookin' kinda bare...You been slackin', Johnny? '

As soon as Ketch spoke up, Blaze was already reaching into his pocket to retrieve his contribution for their spin on a swearing jar. It had started as a throwaway line between damned siblings that gained traction when one of them had come by carrying a container under their arm, with the criteria to add to it being whenever they felt the insidious tug of vengeance’s demands, nipping away at their resolve until they exchanged places with their demonic others.

“Slackin’? Me? In your dreams, Danny.” Sharing a smirk with the man, Johnny stops himself from adding an extra line about paying the bills, but kept it to himself. Barely a month had passed since they settled things after that business with Zadkiel, and though their lives had not exactly returned to normal, steps were being made in a positive direction.

“Should I be impressed that until this instant, the jar’s been light on funds?”