" I am Gabriel, but you 'sinners' call me Satanus. "
“Oh? Wait- who exactly are you anyway?”
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" I am Gabriel, but you 'sinners' call me Satanus. "
“Oh? Wait- who exactly are you anyway?”
" I see, hell has evolved last since I've looked down on it. "
“You’re in Pride. Us sinners are all kinda stuck here”
" A...jackalope. " The hooded stranger groans. " The forms you souls take in this hell is interesting, what layer is this? Pride or Gluttony? "
“Hm?” She turns to face the stranger. “Oh well, I’m a sinner. I have the form of a rabbit with antlers and a scorpion tail. Cause I’m a hybrid I call myself a jackalope”
The hooded stranger is seen moving about the layer, not really having an end goal but more so aimlessly wandering.
▪︎ The Radio Demon ▪︎ • A l a s t o r • |•| You're so obsessed with me |•| I knew you'd need me here to be |•| Your unwilling audience |•| When you lose your marbles in act three! |•| ¤ Independent Portayal ¤
“𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒑, 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔! 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏...” 𝘏𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥 #𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘙𝘗 #𝘔𝘝𝘙𝘗
𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚁𝙴𝙷𝙰𝙱𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝚄𝚂𝙺 𝙾𝙵 𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝙽?
" ...Satanus. The lone one in limbo, you call me. " The hood clad figure stood. " It seems the chains on the gate were rusted to hell when I broke out. "
Another....name? Stolas tilted his head, smile getting just a bit weaker. "We gave you another name? What name is that, exactly?" Slightly worried now...
" Stolas. " He looks at the hand before meeting it with a black claw from under the cloak. " I am Gabriel...But you demons have given me another name many eons ago. "
"Oh um, y-yes I'm, stolas....stolas goetia.." He answered, iffering the hooded figure a hand.
" Hm, I've not been on this layer yet. " He looks around, then back to them. golden eyes in a faceless hood. " May I have your name, bird-person? "
"Oh um, your in pride." He hummed, taking a slow sip of his coffee. "Are you...new here?"
" ..you could say that. " His booming voice reached the other like lightning. " Where in hell am I now? "
He looked at the other who rivaled his own height, tilting his head. "...Rough day?'
“….Whenever they catch you, they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you” - Richard Adams, Watership Down Oc Roleplay Account
- Gabriel, Archangel of War. - Fallen, broken and thrown away. Now, in the coldest deepest pits of hell, there lives but one. Stood with his brother and soon followed behind. The demons of hell call him a monster among them as his wrath could destroy layers.
" Hm. " The cloaked stranger huffs. My he was tall.
"Good morning everyone!" Ah...someone's in a chipper mood.
Introducing "O-Oh! Apologies, I didn't mean to intrude!" A independent portrayal Stolas "A...a date? With me??? Oh um...id uh....be delighted!" New to character, not verse.
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(blu) I SWEAR IM COMING BACK TO REPLY TO YOU ALL MY MUSE HAS BEEN JUMPY THOUGH
" Nyx.. " His voice rolled and reached her.. " I'm not here on orders so relax, but I do need help. " He said stepping out from the light then disappearing into the dark, then reappearing next to her as if he teleported. " How have you hidden away like this for so long..and how do I do it. "
to go for a walk very late at night. During her walk, she couldn’t help but get the sense someone was watching her. She would look around, not seeing anyone at first. It wasn’t until she faced forward, and there he was… the giant man only several feet away under a streetlight.
He nods...looking at the drink and just..staring at it. As if it was the first time he's seen a drink and in reality. It was. His claw gently wrapped around the glass before it was brout up below the hat hiding his face and he drank it.. He looks at it then at her. " Excuse me..what is this? "
» face. She then collected the dollars. “Let me know if you need anything else, sweetheart.” She put the money in the till and went back to her work. She would watch him silently, alert to anything unusual that might catch her attention. ㅤ
" I am a clean up crew for Umbrella. If they have made a mistake I am sent to get rid of it. " He said, stepping over and then lifting a boot and crushes the zombie beneath it like butter. " I am not here to fight you, so please. Move on while I am working. "
that... wasn't really the reaction leon had expected. he'd been ready to shoot his gun a million and one times into the monster ( question mark? ) because they don't think or have feelings. he wasn't all that sure anymore. "and what mistake are you here for?" still, he kept his gun raised.
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He looked over to the door then back to the drink and sighed, shifting his hat and grumbked in his deep raspy voice. " Sorry, I sometimes dont know my own strength. " He reaced into his coat and placed a few dollars on the counter with his large claw. " This should be enough. "
» going on. Gabrielle watched him until he went to the bar, where she served him herself. “Be more careful next time or you’ll have to pay for a new door, honey,” she said once she’d poured him a drink.ㅤ ㅤ