Abaddon

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Introductory post.

Good day, all. In order to share my evilness with all of the earth i have made this blog.

My loyal servant Nathaniel writes this for me most of the time. He makes me erase my true thoughts.

OOC

Hello all, I'm Dene and i'm the mod, i use they/thems.

abaddon uses it/they and vessel uses he/him.

i usually do it where you can unlock more lore as you go.

So i'll either do a response from nathan scribing for abaddon or a roleplay. when rping:

"talking" "shouting!" actions "inner thoughts"

tags: #abaddonspeaks #harken #haunted hotel rp #haunted hotel abaddon rp #mod speaks, #ooc

rules: 1, no sexualizing abaddon. 2, avoid hard curses. shit, piss, hell, damn, etc are fine but f*ck is not. just as an example. 3, gore and violence are fine just properly tag for them.

red borders https://www.tumblr.com/digilatte/793129117692379136/%E0%BD%90-gold-dividers-by?source=share

gold borders https://www.tumblr.com/digilatte/793129117692379136/%E0%BD%90-gold-dividers-by?source=share

pfp by me:

background just screen captured from episode 4.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

“Abaddon?.. may I please have control? I’m sure father would like to see me.”

He doesn’t know how long it’s been. Father must still be around, right?

- @holyson-isaac (back from the dead. Boo.)

Abaddon slinks back into his subconsciousness, locking eyes with Isaac.

"You do not have to worry about that, my friend. It would be best if you let me maintain control." His voice was calm and even.

In this mind space abaddon appeared the same as Isaac did, the only difference being their eyes.

[holyson-isaac]

“But you said I could take my body back sometimes, Abby, I just want to hug father…”

He’s still timid. He hasn’t been in control in a while, and he’d become scared of Abaddon in that time- even just a bit angry.

“Please, Abby, I won’t be a bother. You-“

He sighs.

“You didn’t even keep your promise about letting me stay in my memories with mother and father. I’ve been here, doing nothing, for God knows how long. It’s the least you could do.”

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Abaddon breathed through Isaac's nose, his false care shifting to something more akin to annoyance.

"Well, Isaac. It is extremely difficult to conjure anything in your mind. It is much too weak."

He moved closer, circling Isaac slowly like a wolf circling his prey.

"If I were to let you have control who knows what would happen, you might try to shut me out. That would not end well for either of us."

Abaddon continued circling Isaac, extremely slowly. He was calculating, debating what to say next with great care.

"Do you know how long it has been?"

[holyson-isaac]

“I am not weak, Abaddon! Your magic is the weak thing here, not I! You are utterly foolish if you cannot see that your magic is what is faulty. Utterly foolish.”

He backed away, putting his arms out to try and get him to stop. He looked terrified.

“No- you’ve kept me in the dark for so long, Abby!”

He sniffles, wiping his eyes. He sits, curling up into a ball.

“We were supposed to be friends.”

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Abaddon circles closer, tilting his head. He looked like a predator as he slowed down and leaned down to be at Isaac's level.

"My magic." He snapped, grabbing Isaac's chin and tilting it upwards, "Is not weak. I cannot summon anything in your mind without using your willpower."

He let go and let Isaac's chin drop.

"My friend, you are officially the oldest person alive, you know? you must be around 310 at this point."

He was quiet but he did have a sly smile across his face.

"I wanted to keep that fact from you to keep you calm but since you insisted.." he shakes his head, disappointed.

[holyson-isaac]

He bites Abaddons hand. “Do not tell me that I am wrong. You are powerless, are you not? How do you know I’m wrong?”

He slinks away a couple of inches. He doesn’t want to be near Abaddon, not when he’s grabbing him like that.

“What?- no, no that can’t- has it really been that long?”

He skitters back, away from Abaddon. He’s crying now. He looks horrified.

“So father is… and you never told me? You haven’t even let me have five minutes at his grave! Abaddon, do you not have the decency to let a boy know such things?”

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

"I did not tell you because I knew you would react this way. You forget, Isaac, I know you. I knew you would not want to know these things."

he sighed, shaking his head.

"You are just a boy. You have no will power, nor strength. Listen, I will make you forget all about this and you can go back to relaxing."

he gave Isaac a small smile, a stark difference from his glare just moments before.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

“Abaddon?.. may I please have control? I’m sure father would like to see me.”

He doesn’t know how long it’s been. Father must still be around, right?

- @holyson-isaac (back from the dead. Boo.)

Abaddon slinks back into his subconsciousness, locking eyes with Isaac.

"You do not have to worry about that, my friend. It would be best if you let me maintain control." His voice was calm and even.

In this mind space abaddon appeared the same as Isaac did, the only difference being their eyes.

[holyson-isaac]

“But you said I could take my body back sometimes, Abby, I just want to hug father…”

He’s still timid. He hasn’t been in control in a while, and he’d become scared of Abaddon in that time- even just a bit angry.

“Please, Abby, I won’t be a bother. You-“

He sighs.

“You didn’t even keep your promise about letting me stay in my memories with mother and father. I’ve been here, doing nothing, for God knows how long. It’s the least you could do.”

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Abaddon breathed through Isaac's nose, his false care shifting to something more akin to annoyance.

"Well, Isaac. It is extremely difficult to conjure anything in your mind. It is much too weak."

He moved closer, circling Isaac slowly like a wolf circling his prey.

"If I were to let you have control who knows what would happen, you might try to shut me out. That would not end well for either of us."

Abaddon continued circling Isaac, extremely slowly. He was calculating, debating what to say next with great care.

"Do you know how long it has been?"

[holyson-isaac]

“I am not weak, Abaddon! Your magic is the weak thing here, not I! You are utterly foolish if you cannot see that your magic is what is faulty. Utterly foolish.”

He backed away, putting his arms out to try and get him to stop. He looked terrified.

“No- you’ve kept me in the dark for so long, Abby!”

He sniffles, wiping his eyes. He sits, curling up into a ball.

“We were supposed to be friends.”

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Abaddon circles closer, tilting his head. He looked like a predator as he slowed down and leaned down to be at Isaac's level.

"My magic." He snapped, grabbing Isaac's chin and tilting it upwards, "Is not weak. I cannot summon anything in your mind without using your willpower."

He let go and let Isaac's chin drop.

"My friend, you are officially the oldest person alive, you know? you must be around 310 at this point."

He was quiet but he did have a sly smile across his face.

"I wanted to keep that fact from you to keep you calm but since you insisted.." he shakes his head, disappointed.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

“Abaddon?.. may I please have control? I’m sure father would like to see me.”

He doesn’t know how long it’s been. Father must still be around, right?

- @holyson-isaac (back from the dead. Boo.)

Abaddon slinks back into his subconsciousness, locking eyes with Isaac.

"You do not have to worry about that, my friend. It would be best if you let me maintain control." His voice was calm and even.

In this mind space abaddon appeared the same as Isaac did, the only difference being their eyes.

[holyson-isaac]

“But you said I could take my body back sometimes, Abby, I just want to hug father…”

He’s still timid. He hasn’t been in control in a while, and he’d become scared of Abaddon in that time- even just a bit angry.

“Please, Abby, I won’t be a bother. You-“

He sighs.

“You didn’t even keep your promise about letting me stay in my memories with mother and father. I’ve been here, doing nothing, for God knows how long. It’s the least you could do.”

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Abaddon breathed through Isaac's nose, his false care shifting to something more akin to annoyance.

"Well, Isaac. It is extremely difficult to conjure anything in your mind. It is much too weak."

He moved closer, circling Isaac slowly like a wolf circling his prey.

"If I were to let you have control who knows what would happen, you might try to shut me out. That would not end well for either of us."

Abaddon continued circling Isaac, extremely slowly. He was calculating, debating what to say next with great care.

"Do you know how long it has been?"

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

“Abaddon?.. may I please have control? I’m sure father would like to see me.”

He doesn’t know how long it’s been. Father must still be around, right?

- @holyson-isaac (back from the dead. Boo.)

Abaddon slinks back into his subconsciousness, locking eyes with Isaac.

"You do not have to worry about that, my friend. It would be best if you let me maintain control." His voice was calm and even.

In this mind space abaddon appeared the same as Isaac did, the only difference being their eyes.

[sillyguyz4ever]

Us btw if u care

@thisvesselrequiresfrootloops

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Sailor moon mention 🎉

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Gives you all your blenders back

well at least one of you is a good cult member.

many thanks.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*gives him a blender instead*

You really have an unhealthy obsession with blenders.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...It's not unhealthy...

I can quit any time i want.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Suuuuuure.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...why are you elongating that word.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Because I don't believe you, Abaddon.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

How dare you call me a liar!

I'll have your head.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

I dare you to go a week without a blender.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

so you hate me? so you want me to perish?

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Unhealthy addiction.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Nothing unhealthy about it

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*takes all his blenders*

This is for your own good, kid.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

bro is colorblind

I cant believe u dont see color

*gives u those colorblind glasses*

He pauses, blinking a few times.

"what the- what is this"

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*gives him a blender instead*

You really have an unhealthy obsession with blenders.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...It's not unhealthy...

I can quit any time i want.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Suuuuuure.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...why are you elongating that word.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Because I don't believe you, Abaddon.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

How dare you call me a liar!

I'll have your head.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

I dare you to go a week without a blender.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

so you hate me? so you want me to perish?

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Unhealthy addiction.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Nothing unhealthy about it

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*gives him a blender instead*

You really have an unhealthy obsession with blenders.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...It's not unhealthy...

I can quit any time i want.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Suuuuuure.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...why are you elongating that word.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Because I don't believe you, Abaddon.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

How dare you call me a liar!

I'll have your head.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

I dare you to go a week without a blender.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

so you hate me? so you want me to perish?

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*gives him a blender instead*

You really have an unhealthy obsession with blenders.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...It's not unhealthy...

I can quit any time i want.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Suuuuuure.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...why are you elongating that word.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Because I don't believe you, Abaddon.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

How dare you call me a liar!

I'll have your head.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*gives him a blender instead*

You really have an unhealthy obsession with blenders.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...It's not unhealthy...

I can quit any time i want.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

Suuuuuure.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...why are you elongating that word.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.

[i-enjoy-the-gays]

*gives him a blender instead*

You really have an unhealthy obsession with blenders.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

...It's not unhealthy...

I can quit any time i want.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Drew u and made a sigil

Ignore the notes they're for a class

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

Hello abaddon would you like to be close acquaintances? You seem really cool!!

Close acquaintances? I will consider it.

First you must give me offerings, then maybe you can be my 3rd in command.

[thisvesselrequiresfrootloops]

*gives Abaddon a knife*

Go. Do crimes.

Thank you, Soldier.

he thinks for a moment

I've been banned from leaving the house though so I have nothing to stab. I will however take another blender, mine keep getting taken away.