#falsedvnity

𝕮ONTINUED, @falsedvnity ━━━ ⟢ ON THE THEOLOGICAL DEPICTION OF HEAVEN AND HELL AS SUCH . . .

⅋. IN MYTH, THE VISIT OF AN ANGEL IS AN INVOCATION OF BLESSING. This is not that kind of story. The image of the Holy Knight is a thing made gnarly by the sharp glint of the armour he dons, helm's horns sprawling in proclamation of Sanctified Commination. The Angelic Embassy constructed at the centre of Inferno is no Sanctuary for the Damned, and Adam is no harbinger of Mercy. Nevermore doors open to those poor souls who should seek prayer in Hell. This is a Citadel wrought of Divinity, made inviolable by the grace of Heaven.

He lounges, leg crossed over the other, statuesque. He regards her from the other end of the table with that divine apathy which has become a mark characterising Angels in text. ❛ You’ve got a pretty tongue for a demon, I'll give you that. ❜ The Knight drawls, chin in hands, helm catching light as though it can illuminate the sharp edges of his amusement. His wings are drooped down in repose, feathers pooling upon the floor like molten gold, the portrait of nonchalance. SHE AMUSES HIM AND DISGUSTS HIM IN EQUAL MEASURE, THIS DEVIL SCION, IMPIETY GIVEN FLESH, THIS DAUGHTER OF END TIMES. Bearer of Blasphemy is She that profanes with every word, but he can only laugh as the mortals' holy text is twisted betwixt her teeth. If she means to sway him with her demon drivel, she sways only his humour.

❛ You quote Scripture to me as if I weren't there when it was written. Don’t mistake your folly for righteousness. You wanna talk about forgiveness? That right was forfeit the day your kind learnt to lie and spewed Sin into the world. Those who choose to fall into that Sin in life don't deserve the Lord's forgiveness. ❜

The Angel rises with Grace imbued in his every manner, circling her athwart the table, colossal figure towering. Unsheathed sword is twirled loosely in one gauntleted hand as he speaks, ❛ Should Heaven open its Gates to every grovelling sinner who weeps at the threshold? You would have us house villains and knaves, murderers and thieves. Should we allow adulterers and assailants into the Holy Realm, if they be but penitent? ❜ Wings flutter with the steel ring of his laughter, sharp as the holy blade glinting in the ill-light of Inferno, streaming through stained glass. This Sword, which bears the blood of unholy thousands. ❛ Hah! Half the lot down here would eat your heart before you could finish your little "redemption sermon". You don't hand Mercy to monsters━━ ❜

❛ Nor does Heaven issue pardons to the wretched. Think you to deceive us with your Serpent's tricks again? Up there, we earned our peace in Virtue. These souls have squandered theirs in Sin. ❜

He will take her absurdity in stride, and mock her misplaced faith for the delight of it, but he will not suffer the offence of her naive imagination ━━ THAT HEAVEN SHOULD BOW WITH SUPPLICANT KNEE TO THE DEMANDS OF DEVILS! And thus, he plunges the point of the blade through the centre of her little, piled collection, pinning paper to the table, right through the crude depiction of the supplicant Angel, laughing.

❛ But, hey, now! Build your Babel, Princess. [ Adam says as armour bends at the waist in a mock bow, hand upon chest. ] I’ve seen crueller things than you try to tame Hell, good fucking luck! We'll see how your Cause goes come next Crusade. ❜

do you have ship bias?

is there any other muse in this fandom you’d like to RP?

𝙲𝙸𝚃𝙴𝙳:   ❝ munday  asks     ──     ﹠ line's  closed !

i'm  not  sure  what  rp  tropes  includes,  but  some  of  my  favorite  writing  conventions  in  general  to  play  out  with  others  is  'discovery'.  either  of  self  or  others.  how  people  react  to  secrets,  newfound  knowledge  is  so  fascinating  as  a  character  expression  &  it  can  lend  to  any  of  those  tropes  depending  on  the  nature  of  the  information  &  characters  at  play.

not  really ?  at  least  not  with  alastor  /  in  the  rp  space.  one  thing  i  love  about  this  fandom  &  community  is  the  creativity.  so  while  i  really  don't  see  most  dynamics  for  alastor  working  in  my  perception  of  canon  i  make  the  determination  for  muses  on  a  case  by  case  basis.

oh  boy!  i  actually  moved  alastor  off  of  a  multi  i  had  a  while  back  where  i  wrote  a  ton  of  characters  from  the  fandom.  i  think  the  one  i'm  most  excited  to  bring  back  is  either  my  interpretation  of  adam  or  my  interpretation  of  god  as  they  were  both  extremely  fun & i already have psds for them... @falsedvnity

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐗: 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐄

My muse is standing under mistletoe! Send 💋 to give them a kiss. Or, send 🌿 for my muse to find yours standing under the mistletoe. You can specify the kiss if your muse gives it!

Oh my, how courteous! Feels like such a long time since Roi received a kiss to his hand as a form of greeting. Though, it was especially surprising to receive such a gesture from Hell's royal princess!

Among the things Duedephelon did not expect to encounter upon his reawakening, to hear that the Crown Princess of Hell had not only opened an inn of her own but that it revolved around taking in sinners who were trying for a second chance at redemption, certainly topped the list.

He was still getting used to several modern aspects of sinner life while he explored the pride ring. He had not yet managed to earn the notice of any of his own fellows in the Ars Goetia and was still made to explore and get his bearings on his own.

He was glad his printing press still worked. He could make posters to try and spur on someone trying to identify him. It had resulted in people doing double-takes when seeing that the person on the missing poster on ancient parchment was the very person handing them out, but it was at least pointing him in directions.

Hence the hotel.

Upon entering the lobby the young goetia took in the sights. It looked like... any other hotel. He would have expected something more extravagant for the royal family's establishment but maybe that was an intentional choice.

"You want a taste, Princesa?"

translucent lashes fluttered rapidly, slowing to a soft fan above wide cerise eyes. full bingo? the moth squints fiercely at the card, reassuring themselves that every box is indeed checked. ❛ well, i guess do deserve to be royalty. ❜ they muse. mismatched antennae flutter softly as valentino's lips twitch upward slightly.

❛ finally someone with the balls not to ask for prenup. pick me up at seven. flowers. no chocolates, unless their the ones with the souls trapped inside. those are my favorite. ❜