Dec 9, 2018
Ah, my two brothers are stalking me.
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Don’t you two have anything better to do?
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Ah, my two brothers are stalking me.
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Don’t you two have anything better to do?
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❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what do you want? ❜
“I was up and I heard you moving around… so I thought I would share some tea with one of my boys…” sister stood outside the door, her arms carrying a tray with a teapot, two cups, milk, sugar, and two spoons.
“you wouldn’t mind that would you?”
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“But Papa, you see me every day. I’m the one who delivers you your ingredients for the kitty food.” He laughed a bit, shaking his head. “You see me all the time, yet you don’t remember.” Swiss would not pick on Papa I. He knew better. He wasn’t stupid enough to get on his bad side. “But if you feel that you don’t, that’s alright too. I’m not exactly stand-out-ish.” Which wasn’t untrue. As both a band ghoul, and the main runner for all chores needed to be done in the church, Swiss stood out a lot.
Of Flesh and Unrest
Thunder rolled and cracked loudly as lightning flashed across the grounds, casting wicked shadows in every direction. Wind howled and whipped the limbs of the trees this way and that, leaves were carelessly tossed about as nature had its way with the Church and all around it. The night had threatened to rain but had only delivered a rapidly darkening overcast until dusk. When night fell, so did the violent rain that whipped through the air and pummeled the earth below.
One particular denizen of the church had enjoyed the force that the earth gifted them with, using this opportunity to take a leisurely stroll between the stones of the already deceased. Shadows clung to her skin as if wet cloth hung from her shoulders. Shadowy hair seemed to not heed the rains’ will as it billowed behind her head almost like a ghostly flame. Fingers caressed the names and dates on the carved stones, her deathly magic poisoning the moss and mildew that clung to the surface and making it wither and flake off in the wind and wash of the raging storm.
Each flash of lightning blinded her for a split second, but nothing that would send her into a panicked fear, nothing that couldn’t be dealt with. As in nature, light always wicked away darkness, even if the darkness were to return. Each flicker of lightning showed the pale flesh beneath the inky darkness that clung to her, revealing a muscular yet somehow skeletal and ghostly figure. An ethereal glow seemed to reflect off her flesh when the sky lit up.
Something moved in the window of the church, was it one of the Emeritus brothers? The Cardinal? A ghoul? One of the sisters? Who knew? Curiosity got the better of her as she let her eyes pass over it.
“Are you lying?”
Ah, Emeritus. The first, the original, the abomination who started it all-- and, of course, the one who intrigued him enough to join this little parade (belief or not completely aside). The spirit draped one arm over the back of the chair he sat upon and dropped one leg over the other knee.
"Me?" a hand pointed inward; mischievous grin on his lips. "Why ever would I lie? I am a spirit of truth and unknowns, you should know. Don't you enjoy when I bring you interesting news?"
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🎁 - this will be interesting
A plain brown box rest at the door of the eldest. It was just tied up in twine, as though it were basic as all get out. The card simply said “For my brother, who deserves nothing but the best in life.”
Upon opening, however, the box was full of bright pink glitter that exploded in all directions.
It was a fucking glitterbomb.
Yes, I am lonely. It’s to be expected.
BTBAM Starters - accepting.
—– A glance towards the figure and Prospect lets out a low laugh. The Emeritus bloodline is certainly of interest to him. Does he believe in what the ‘Unholy Church’ stands for? Absolutely not. Does he find it all amusing and a great source of entertainment? Oh, certainly. But the men who take control as leader and faithful guide are the one’s who his interest lie in highest. “Do you regret?” he asks, “Had you been able to turn things unto a different path, would you? Or are you content with your own solitary?”