PopeAlessandros

We'll take the low road.

*Perk* I'ma write in some too! *Wriggles around* I has fun makin' demons and angels :P

We'll take the low road.

He's so cute, in his own wicked way. :P

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

Hmmmm. . . . .Well, I think first we should pick what to make next, but I think a single post each of playing with the new stuff would be fun :P So, what do you think should come next? I know Tahaan is gonna have fun coming up with new ways to make noise :P Like, pulling the threads tight to change their tone :P

Who Will Break? ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

~A warm feeling races through the older male as Zach speaks. His words are few, and simple, but they fill the priest with enough hope that his gaze brightens and he lets out a long sigh. As the smaller hand comes up to rest in his own the priest closes his fingers gently and hums softly. The world around them seems to pass by, figure in the distance fading until they look almost like old time motion capture figures made from oil paint on a backdrop of clouds and grass. His mind relaxes, his eyes falling closed. Here he can be content. The boy is unharmed and happy, and he can see the day around him fading as the light grows pleasantly brighter. . .and brighter. . . .~

Kiel wakes slowly, the light of the day coming through the window still dull and dark. The rain from the days before seems to be ready to make another appearance, the sky overcast and gray. The young priest stretches, his body feeling very relaxed and refreshed. “I must have had a good dream last night.” He murmurs to his empty room, and he can not help but smile at the warm feeling in his chest. It is not often that he wakes in such a good mood. Normally he is content with his life, and his sleep reflects that. But something about his dream, or so he's sure, has left him with this pleasant him across his skin. He says a quick morning prayer before hopping out of bed, stretching once more with a “Hup!” of enthusiasm.

Pulling on his clothes quickly he peeks out into the main room. Not seeing Zach there yet he slips out, scoops up the trays from the night before, and heads out. Taking in the cool morning air with several deep breaths Kiel makes his way over to the church, dropping off the platters as quietly as possible so that the staff isn't interrupted by his presence and can go about their morning duties. Once back outside he heads strait for his house, but pauses as he catches movement out of the corner of his eye. Turning his head eh spots a hand waving at him from the front gate. He cocks an eyebrow curiously, adjusting his course in a U-turn motion so he can check it out.

As he approaches the hand vanishes. Once under the arch he looks around the corner and spots one of his east side street kids hiding beneath their usual bright red hoodie. Looking around to make sure no one else is about he walks over slowly and slips an arm around the smaller figure. It twitches slightly, but doesn't pull away. “I heard you was lookin' for who it was roughed up some newbie few days ago.” The voice issuing from beneath the hood is rough, gender neutral, and Kiel knows that even by the church the child does not feel safe. He squeezes the shoulder beneath his hand gently to confirm what they said.

“I don' know much, but I heared that some team a guys took down some loud mouth who din' know what's good for 'im after he talked some serious smack. I don' know if it's yo boy in there, but, I ain't seen no newbies with fresh ass handed to 'im face, so, who knows.” The figure shrugs, turning to leave.

“Thanks. Get yourself inside somewhere, okay? I think it's going to rain today. . .” The figure pauses, nodding without looking back at Kiel. A moment later that red hoodie vanish around a corner and Kiel lets out a long sigh. “Poor Daniel. . .” The only time he hides like that is after a bad trick and the soft hearted priest can not help his sympathy going out tot he young one. After a few quiet moments of prayer, he heads back on to the church grounds and into his house.

The Power of The Fallen ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

Named characters -

Satan - King of Hell - Pops

Satan's Kids:

Issho - First Child - ???

Himura - Sixth Child - ???

Dani - Fourteenth Child - Spoiled Brat*(Kidding)

Kurotama - Fifteenth Child - Kuro

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God - Lord of Heaven and Earth - I am/Yahweh

The Angels:

Fenrir - Head of Medical Staff - Fen

Green - Warrior Angel - Dick

Red - Warrior Angel - Not as big a dick as Green

Overseer - The Overseer - ???

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Other:

Father Gerard - Priest - Father/Gerard

Jeremy - Delivery truck guy - Jerry

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Other character concepts:

Second born of Satan, female, thick long red bushy hair, dresses like a slutty Xena mixed with a Valkyri.

Twin daughters of Satan

Incubus son of Satan

Angel who's been on earth too long and has developed a hero complex

Demon who seriously just wants to talk to Aoba

The Power of The Fallen ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

Glad that he was able to make the angel laugh Kuro listens with a little smile as Aoba talks about his family life. 'Well, I kinda knew that whole “God is our father” family mentality, but. . . .Wow, his family life almost sounds suckier than mine! At least I has my family's attention when I needed it. Sure, it was mostly, well, hell, but if I ever needed back up against anyone outside the family picking on me, I could at least call Issho or Himura. They'd be there in an instant at my call down there, but my Little Mouse. . . .' He lets out a little sigh, wandering back over to the tub to pack in the dry grass. He bites his lip, unsure if he wants to reciprocate about his family, however after sparking out a fire into the grass, watching the smoke billowing it, he decides it will be a good distraction for the smaller male once they're in the tub.

Noting the deep flush now working it's way down Aoba's neck Kuro hides a smirk, pretending not to notice, and begins stripping down as if it's the most natural thing in the world. He keeps his eyes on the tub and speaks softly. “That sounds a lot like many of the rich or middle class families here on earth. A lot of the times, the richer you are, the less you see your kids. Other than my own family, I have very little in the way of knowledge about demon families. I've never had much interest in them, the children down there. . . . But, anyways.” He slips off the last bit of his clothing and climbs the little set of steps along the side and climbs into the tub.

The water isn't hot yet, but it is warm enough that Kuro doesn't shiver. He stokes the flame a little with his energy and the water begins warming a bit faster. He motions for Aoba to join him, keeping his gaze from roving openly over that lovely figure despite his strong desire to do exactly that. “My family however. . . it's interesting. As you know, I'm the youngest, Dani the youngest before me, but he had a special talent that Pops enjoys, so he wasn't picked on like I was.” He chuckles ironically. “I'm the oddball, in every sense of the word, as far as my family's concerned. I have no special talents that Pops is interested in, so, yeah, I've been mostly a toy for my older siblings for my entire life.” 'Which is why those stupid tortures up in heaven did squat' “But, in a way. . .I think I may have had it better than you.”

In the front yard Dani has moved close to the house. Still in the front yard, as commanded, he is just close enough to hear his younger brother talking. Not that he's interested what the little nerd has to say about their family life, he's just bored and needs something to do. He doesn't care what Kuro thinks. . .

Kuro holds up a hand, begging a moment to explain himself. “Yeah, I know, saying that after admitting being tormented my entire life sounds contradictory, but just hear me out.” Reaching up to touch the only part of his outfit he didn't remove, the pendant he keeps hidden under his clothes that marks him as Satan Spawn, he tilts his head slightly. “You're right, my father can in no way be compared to yours, save that he was once and angel himself. However, from what you told me, you had no way to see them when they were on the job. You, without even siblings, had no close family to call upon. Now, for an angel, I guess that's fine, all your neighbors being you family and all, but. . .” Dani tilts his head a little, having no real interest in angel living, but curious none the less, because he has nothing else to do.

Unsure of how else to put it, he taps the pendant again. “If I was in trouble, with anything I couldn't handle, all I would have to do is touch this and call for him, and Pops would appear in a flash. Literally, he like popping in with a flash, but that's beside the point. I can even call any of my siblings, if they are in range, and they would come to my side. And, as long as it was something that I could not handle, they would help me. The only reason I was captured was because I was taken in my sleep and my hands were trapped, my pendant stolen, before I could call for help. It's also why I was such a prize for them. With our connection to Pops and his over possessive nature, capturing one of us is near impossible.” Kuro's not sure what he's driving at any more, but one last point he feels he must put forward. “I'm sure heaven is perfect for angels, but to me, it sounds lonely.” He falls silent, gazing down at the moon's thumbnail reflection in the water.

We'll take the low road.

Okay, as a testament to how fun you post was to read, I must tell you, I giggled my way through most of it. That is a good thing by the way :P Loved it :P

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

“Yeah, that's Spike. I brought him home last we were out. Speaking of. . .” Seishu turns to Crios with a raised eyebrow. Crios continues eating, falling into thought on the matter. Rue wriggles up to Seishu with big, wide, begging eyes and the guardian just stares back for a while with a blank expression. Finn's about to speak up, fairly positive he knows what the little minion wants, but he catches Harper shaking his head gently without looking up from his meal and stays silent. “Hmmmm. . . . .Well. . . .” Seishu glances to his counterpart. “It's not up to me. . ..” Like a shot Rue flies off the bed to go display his big sparkly eyes to Enasi.

While he's busy begging to go with this time Crios comes out of his revery and is about to speak up when Starla walks in, looking a little irritated, but fine otherwise. Finn perks up, handing her her plate as she comes to stand next to him against the same wall as Crios. After a few mouthfuls she gives her report. “I met with. . . I forgot his name. . .”

“Kaila.” Finn whispers, Seishu's eyes narrowing slightly along with Rasha's.

“Yeah, Kaila. Little Night 2.0. Anyways, I told him you and Lord Enasi plan on going to the Nightmare Realm in two days and he kinda stared at me a bit before saying that he'd make preparations. He didn't go into specifics, but then again I don't get the impression that he is in the habit of explaining himself, like someone else we all know. . .” She eyes Seishu and he just gives her a smart ass grin.

Harper sets his plate back on the cart. “I too have some preparations to make for Lord Enasi's absence.” Eying Rasha for a moment he lets out a sigh. “Rasha, I want you to come too. You know this realm almost as good as Lord Enasi, and I can use that.” Rasha, in his humanoid form, whines and looks between Harper and Seishu, but a quick glance at Enasi and he lets out a sigh. Wolfing down the last few bites of his meal he does a flying leap at rabbit man. To his credit, Harper only flinches at the action, giving the now feline form on his shoulder a hard look before walking out with it still perched there.

The Rebel Vampire

I get it :P

The Rebel Vampire

I feel like we're almost half arguing, and half simply having a disagreement on something that is moot at this point. . . . Oh, and, posted.