AH, A COMMONLY SHARED SIN SO APTLY NAMED: GREED- hand in hand with its’ favorite accompaniment: Pride. Oh, parish the thought. “Well,” the smile was s t u n n i n g on a man so ARROGANT, “today’s your lucky day.” A Knight of Hell, a right hand man; the face of Cain’s downfall. The Righteous Man a born-again SINNER. “You need a guy, and I’ve got the time.” Bars, diners, motels, drive-ins – they all lost their glamour months ago- “Wha’d’ya say?”

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        NOW THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT HE WANTED TO HEAR! Dean may have been unpredictable, but he had the time. More importantly, Ky’lar had a willing accomplice ; someone he could PIN ALL HIS PLANS ON if things went SOUTH. it was all coming together nicely – maybe a bit too nicely. “Oh, I don’t even need to VOICE my answer;  I say… it’s time to take not is just OURS, but EVERYTHING.” A pause. “It’s time to TAKE IT ALL.”

THOSE SURFACE PEOPLE and their arrogance…  The redhead merely rolled her eyes at the other, before she crossed her arms over her chest in a questioning manner.   

❝   Then what do you suggest we do about this  ?   ❞

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HOW ABOUT YOU stay out of my way, ❞ he said bluntly. ❝ More importantly, you should let be handle this… alone. ❞ That way, Ky didn’t have to worry about anyone else bothering him, and he could do what he did best… with out any restrictions.

mademetal:

@hellfirebound  

             

❛  wait,  stop.  ❜  a  hand  is  pushed  up  in  front  of  her,  like  a  stop  sign.  for  a  moment  she  stays  silent,  her  mind  unable  to  comprehend  the  things  she’s  seen.  

❛  explain,  please.  ❜  one  more  strange  situation  and  her  brain  will  catch  on  fire.

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                   explanations were always wanted, but rarely were they needed. sometimes, their very presence hindered the reality of things. never the less, he opted for something far more easier than simple explanations. he opted for a true answer.  ❛ i’m not from around here, ❜ he said bluntly.  ❛ happy? ❜ 

tateblog:

HELLFIREBOUND

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         “THEY SAY THE HOUSE IS HAUNTED.”   the   boy   ghost    spoke   and   broke   the   silence  .   “But honestly? I’d worry more about the CULT MURDERS and crime reenactments.”   a   pause    and  a   smile   .    “There are some weirdos out there.”        @hellfirebound

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              “ I LEARNED LONG AGO to rarely take rumor at face value.” sometimes, the rumors proved to be correct, but it wasn’t often. It was to that reason he had an OPEN mind.. at least when his own personal existence could be considered problematic in itself. “The MURDERS are one thing, but I doubt one person DYING will make a difference to anything. People die all the time.” A pause.  “It happens.”

hellfirebound:

                       at the risk of sounding exactly like my father…
                                          I LIKE IT HERE AND I’M NOT GOING BACK! ❞ 

                                             ky’lar richardson | prince of hell / son of blackheart

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FAITH MISPLACED    ?     HIM    ?     perhaps his enthusiasm had gotten away with him.    abdiel,   the flame of zeal severe,   always believing and hoping in those who didn’t deserve it.     abdiel the pious,    trying his best to save everyone.   he could force nothing,    but he could open others’ eyes,   to make them see there were choices and pursuits boundless.     

“EASY.”     the seraph spoke lowly,   but forcefully.   a command.    softly then,    “easy,”     as if to relieve a frightful horse.    that there was a struggle at all told abdiel all he needed,    that the half demon couldn’t have wanted this.      “it doesn’t make you a child.   it makes you alive.    you know,    i was like you once?    a seraph.   tempted to join lucifer.   tempted to fall with him.   i knew only on faith that father would take me back.”     fearless he had been,   riding across heaven’s widest plain,   traversing through the stars.   words of supplication whispered beneath his breath,   heart bursting to give news of the rebellion.

“none of us know our place until we DECIDE where it is.   fine,    you’ve been lead to believe it’s a one way street.   but i’m right here telling you now it’s NOT.     it’s never too late for you to help yourself,    to be where you want.”

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“AND WHERE DO I WANT TO BE?”  the question was asked with much more ANGER than intended, but the same REASONS were behind it. in the greater scheme of things, ky’lar was close to NOTHING; sure, he may have had a CHOICE ( or several of them ) LONG AGO, but as of this moment… he had NONE

ACCORDING TO EVERYONE ( even himself it seemed ) he was no more than a CHILD grasping at straws. he had attempted to curb his VIOLENT tendencies, but FAILED to do so every time. if he was being honest, maybe he DIDN’T want to change, and that he deserved everything he had until this moment.  it was those very thoughts that he attempted to push out of his mind for the time being.

“MAKING A DECISION WON’T CHANGE things.” nor would it ever in his mind.  all it would do would more than likely make things worse – much more if he was being accurate.  “i’ve been BOUND FOR HELL from the moment i was conceived.” a pause.”NOTHING CAN CHANGE THAT!

prrcxima:

@hellfirebound // sc

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       C U R I O U S about the creature, Proxima finds herself staring. Not long enough to make anyone uncomfortable (though when has she ever been concerned with that?), but enough to be noticed, perhaps. 

         Why have you come? She asks after a moment. What business do you have with the Titan?

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          THAT WAS THE QUESTION wasn’t it? Why he was here INSTEAD of relaxing on some frozen wasteland where he’d get some semblance peace. Truth be told, he’d rather be ANYWHERE, but here… then again? He didn’t HAVE that luxury. Not today at least.

            The stare, for what it was, went almost unnoticed or maybe he just didn’t care. It wouldn’t have been the first time ANYONE did so and most certainly wouldn’t be the last. A reason to why he knew it was in his best interests to not mention it.

             “Does it matter?” The question was asked with FAR more DISTASTE than intended for the moment.  “I’m here due to the fact it was REQUESTED,” he said, voice raising just a bit more than intended.