Thy Kingdom Come

" You want to see a miracle, son? Be the miracle. " Indie RP Almighty Movies Not Actually God

[bangpullthetrigger-archive]

Her head tilts.  Names?  She starts when he speaks her name, defenses shifting, raising.  Her hand dips into her bag and wraps around her gun, though she doesn’t draw it.

             ”…’S this some kind of joke?” 

[thykindomcome]

      ;--"Oh, no. I've never been very apt a joker. No one ever seems to catch the tone."

        His presence stays warm, though he is entirely aware of her actions. For one, he could not be harmed by such a weapon. Two, she'd find if she tried to fire that gun it would only release bubbles at this point.

            "--plus no could ever decide on my name, so they never put it on a cup."

[ask-agentcoulson]

     ”Not if I can help it, quite frankly.”

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"I don't suppose you'd like to chat about it? I do enjoy hearing a good story, nearly as much as I enjoy telling them."

[freakisms]

        ❝Or you could tell me your name— that’s not cheating, right?❞

[thykindomcome]

       ;--"No, I suppose it wouldn't be. I'm known as Elohim by many, and Yahweh by others. I'm afraid nothing very modern, and more often than not nicknames."

[bangpullthetrigger-archive]

   ”Oh!”

              “Is…uh, is anybody allowed to have some?”  She could use something warm in her chest.  

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"Anyone and everyone.

            The cups are all labeled with names, and rest assured anyone who stops by always finds theirs. We have a Katie, a Megan, a Susie, a Riley, and all sorts of others."

[freakisms]

    ❝I wouldn’t mind. Dad says I’m not supposed to talk to strangers, though.❞

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"What if I promise to stay perfectly silent?"

[bangpullthetrigger-archive]

      “U-Um…I just came in to get out of the cold…wh-what’s on floor five?”

[thykindomcome]

     ;--"Why, that's where they keep all the hot chocolate of course."

[thykindomcome]

     ;--"Ah. You must be bound for floor...five. Yes, that's right."

[knight-in-red-lipstick-deactiva]

"…There is absolutely no phasing you, is there? You’re just too damn happy with those little things, aren’t you?"

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"Abaddon. I am old. Older than time itself. The stories even those meant to know me tell? They leave out the most important parts. Every pain, every moment of suffering, alongside every moment of joy--I experience them all.

            ---if I were so easily 'phased' the universe would have unraveled long ago."

[knight-in-red-lipstick-deactiva]

"As much as I’d like to get on your good side again, this whole issue with the humans doesn’t help one bit. Hell, some of them don’t even believe in you!

          —And after all this time, I still somewhat do. But since I fell- since I fell, it doesn’t matter.”

[thykindomcome]

      ;--"I have only one side. Neither good, nor bad, only impartial. You make my job sound so very simple. If I needed them to never doubt me, I would not have instilled the ability.

             --that's the thing about messes, about broken things. They can be swept up, glued together, placed right back on the shelf. Yet if one lets the event define them, if they stop striving for good, and there is nothing anyone can do. Not even me."

[knight-in-red-lipstick-deactiva]

"They are not above us, and I refuse to believe so. They are fragile, small dolls that make more mistakes than we ever could. But when we mess up, it’s more of a deal to everyone because we’re bigger and twice as better, and it effects everything. 

                                              That major fall? Humans dared to treat it as a natural event and say it was a worldwide meteor shower. As you could say, ignorance is bliss, I guess.”

[thykindomcome]

     ;--"The word of one is not sufficient to discount the word of another. Refuse all you like, it changes nothing. You are all my creations. What the humans lack in strength they make up in earnest heart. In a surety that they can constantly improve.

       --what would you have them do? Take up arms and fight your war for you? As I recall, they are doing their very best at that as is."

[armedwithaskilletandason-blog]

"I’m not too hard to read, sir. Even if you are perceptive. But — where am I?"

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"Oh, not any one place at all. Neither here, nor there. Tell me, Marin, do you remember where you were headed to?"

[knight-in-red-lipstick-deactiva]

"Your children who near brought down the apocalypse. 

        Well, considering the fact you never really wanted to show your face to us, it was the best we could do. They were all built to follow, seems you never understood that because after that, they brought out a war among themselves, and now they’re all here on earth, isn’t that a fascinating picture?”

[thykindomcome]

     ;--"I remember.

           ---every squabble is an apocalypse to you. A thousand realities, the 'world' is always 'ending' in one of them. This circumstance is not the worst in motion. Learning is by example. And though so many of you decided you didn't want them, I gave you the humans to help you along. They were made to survive, any way they could, essentially alone. These flawed, conflicted little things, and they have it more figured out than the whole lot of you combined."

[wasthatnotarchived]

"I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met, and I don’t see how my line of work has anything to do with—"

"—Son of a bitch. Something… happened, didn’t it?”

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"--you're right though. It's high time we were acquainted, though the circumstances aren't idea.

           --is happening, rather. You took quite the nasty spill, with quite a bit of help."

[armedwithaskilletandason-blog]

"That obvious then, yeah?"

[thykindomcome]

    ;--"I wouldn't take it to heart. I've always been told I'm a bit too perceptive for my own good."

[knight-in-red-lipstick-deactiva]

"Oh, I don’t know, a small ‘Dear, how have you been?’ or even an ‘I’m proud of you’ or the swell ‘I’ve missed you.’ After all, I thought that was your job, just like you decided to leave that big throne of yours to.. what was it? Get away from the archangels, as I heard it."

[thykindomcome]

     ;--"Ah. So you would like me to patronize you or glorify you. Anything you perceive as 'reaction will do'?

         There is no throne, there never has been. You all have this image in your heads of an almighty babysitter.

            The archangels are children bickering. But it does paint a fascinating picture, doesn't it? God: running scared."

[knight-in-red-lipstick-deactiva]

“Well. Perhaps a name might help, does Abaddon ring any bells?”

[thykindomcome]

   ;--"My, my, dear, you never did lose that skill for misunderstanding.

              I know who you are, just not what you're expecting me to do about it."

[deathateveryturn-blog]

"I know who you are, or at least, who you say you are."

"Even gods dream."

[thykindomcome]

   ;--"--as do self proclaimed monsters. Who decides who is dreaming which?

         You've let your own thoughts misguide you. I am not a god. I am thee God. I have no beginning, no ending, and certainly no superior."