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Current As if 2026 couldn't become any shitter; we lost one of our Pet chickens, Cici, Fuck my life. 3 pets this year lost already.
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GOD MENTAL HEALTH IS THE STRENGTH OF A WET PAPER TOWEL HOLY BUTTS MAN
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getting a tooth out tomorrow. Might be dead for the day afterwards.
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[lies down with arms out staring off to ceiling blankly]
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I'm 29 now.
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The Angel stopped himself from outwardly grumbling, "Whatever the Bride has done, was against the sanctity of God himself." He said with narrowing eyes, "Euphoria was the first over the wall, Centuries ago; Believing she was fighting for the Word of God when she was actually doing the opposite." Darrien turned away from the women, lifting his hammer up gently before slamming the handle gently on the ground as the rubble around him seemed to float for a moment before a shimmery rift seemed to appear in front of him.

He lifted his hand to split it open to show what showed to be Sophia working in her fashion office. His head tilted slightly, gritting his teeth as he watched her carefully. "She's a killer." He said, "Slaughter of men who have come for her hand, not as old as Euphoria and I don't believe she has much control over everything." Darrien tilted his head a little as he looked back to the women. "I don't believe those who work alongside her know of her secret. I can send spies to figure things out; but there has been Demon interference within the city - Likely due to the Beasts' influence."
The Angel listened to Hwost as she spoke of the Bride feeding off beasts. "Why would one stave off hunger with beast blood and not human blood?" He uttered, more to himself as he felt his brow furrow.
Friars' words made him shake his head, "No, Fire for something like this is too dangerous." He said, he flexed his jaw as he thought, "It means we could harm innocents, and if we do something like that, then I fear the Lord will turn his fury against us."

He hoped his words would make Friar to think more... Rationally, if that was possible for the woman to do so.
"I am however, curious, about the Bride using Beast Blood." He tilted his head to the side as his glimmering stained glass eyes shone in the light that drifted down inside the church. "Is this Bride important? Has she got legacy behind her? I don't understand to why Euphoria would hitch up with another beast such as herself."
Darrien listened to the two women bicker a little before Hwost spoke about driving them to the open. His eyes narrowed at those words before he let out a bit of a huff. "And pray-tell, how do we cause them to interfere?" He asked, he could hope that they wouldn't bicker over each other as he got the information from them.

They hadn't even told him what they know of the 'Bride', possibly another Vampire? They weren't too known to gather in numbers, it drove up risk and food sources would run dry all too easily. "We could plant some spies in the city they stay in." He added as he crossed his arms, some of the cracks in his arms etched out more as he narrowed his eyes with a bit of a sneer.

They needed to find them quickly, otherwise it could get out of hand too quickly. He felt his teeth grit together as his halo glimmered from his own anger.
The Angel hesitated as the women spoke, listening carefully with narrowing eyes. A bride? Was this just another way to spit in the eyes of the Lord Himself? His annoyance almost met his eyes, a mere flex of his hand showing his emotion.

He had to stay emotionless, he was an Angel after all; A Stoic protector of these mortal lambs of God. He had stayed quiet for maybe a bit too long as his eyes lingered back to the humaniods in front of him.
"A 'bride'?" He spoke his question out loud much softer than he had in his head, his hatred weakly held back in his words. "Someone would stand the mere existence of such an unholy creature?" He almost grumbled.

His hand leaned softly against the handle of his great-hammer, his eyes lingering up towards the door as he stopped himself sighing Audibly.
Do not stress yourself, Darrien. He thought to himself, Maybe the other doesn't know of the Beast's... He mulled on the word before he looked back over to Friar.
"What of this... 'bride'? How much do we know?" Would he need to send people to watch? Friars' dreams were usually something to go by, but everyone interpreted their own dreams all too differently to really know something. Before he turned to the woman with a tilt of his head, "What do the charts claim? I need to know as much as we can to take her down; who knows how many she's twisted against us, against God."
The atmosphere was tense; a tall figure, which looked to be made of stone and marble, stood facing the large stained glass window that radiated sunlight over him, the coloured rays reflecting gently against the figures own pieces of stained glass mixed into their body.
They were huge, easily taller than eight feet in height, the metal Halo - that came from his collarbone up over his head at the back - easily adding on a solid few inches.

The air felt dusty to any human who entered, the figure had moved for a good hour; his large great-hammer - made from an old Altar - slammed into the ground beside them after they had entered.
There was silence before the doors creaked open, a flood of clergymen, priests - general men of the church - entered; soft whispers all between them before they all fell to silence at the sight of this fallen angel.

The angel moved his head away from the stained glass window, his ruby eyes glimmering with anger as he turned to face the group of mortals.
"Is there news of the disgusting creature of Sin that I told you to watch?" He rumbled as his eyes looked over the group, his torn wings of metal window frames and stained glass flexed behind him at the words he said.

That horrible, filthy creature - Euphoria, her name caused his blood to boil and his muscles to tense. How dare she do what she had done, to his town, his church - And for what? A petty version of Immortality? A reason to stalk along the human lambs, corrupting and destroying the minds of Gods' men and women?
And then daring to say that she fought for the right of God? Pretending to be against the very sins that shaped her?
Sophia couldn't help but furrow her brow at Euphoria's words - How could she not be concerned or worried about her friend being injured? But she sat down again, since Euphoria didn't seem too bothered.

She stayed quiet for a moment as she listened to Euphoria's words, tilting her head at her words - She had a point.
"Greed is likely a big thing." Sophia explained softly, "That's what I can really expect from it, I'm sure you've seen human Greed a lot throughout your life." She almost laughed.

"I wouldn't be surprised if Greed has gotten stronger since our respective times." Sophia said with a small sigh, closing her eyes for a moment.
Sophia couldn't help but sigh as Euphoria didn't move, she listened before she furrowed her brow slightly.
"Wait, explosives?" She asked, moving to stand up and take a half-step towards her housemate, "What do you mean explosives? Are you okay?" Her brow furrowed as she looked over Euphoria carefully.
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