@SUPREMEDAMNATION-
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@HiddenEldritch Gogmoruth looked at the mark, intrigued and snorted a bit, just shocked that Nyarlathotep actually killed one of his kids. "Well, whaddya know," he mumbled before shaking his head and holding a hand up, "back to Nyarlathotep you go, kid. Good luck." He then snapped his fingers and instantly brought him back to life on earth, not really feeling like dealing with the Outer God's shit today.
@HiddenEldritch Gogmoruth chuckled slightly assuming the kid was making a joke, but when he saw he was serious, his eyes widened. "You're *his* kid?" He asked in a shocked, but also skeptical voice. He then motioned to the kid's thigh. "Show me the mark," he murmured, indicating to the special magic mark Nyarlathotep would burn into the leg of each one of his offspring as soon as they were born.
@HiddenEldritch Gogmoruth let out yet another sigh and slowly shook his head. He had to think of what he should do... Sure, he could drag his little ass to the Dark and let the spirits deal with him, but they'd probably just give him right back. He could torment him like the rest, but that didn't feel right either, considering he was a kid and his soul wasn't even dark yet. "Who's your dad?" He asked, deciding that if he couldn't figure out how he ended up here, he'd bring him back to wherever he came from and let his parents deal with him.
@HiddenEldritch Gogmoruth watched him for a moment, being completely silent, before sighing deeply. "Can you explain to me what happened just prior to your arrival here?" He asked him, hoping the young boy remembered. He hated dealing with kids, absolutely hated it...
[ @HiddenEldritch ] Gogmoruth suddenly teleported right behind Emrys in a cloud of foul smelling black smoke, the cosmic entity looking very displeased and kind of annoyed. "Another one," he grumbled, groaning softly, "I swear, being the lord of the astral plane f*cking SUCKS! Why I oughta shove this crystal so far up Dusk's..." He the paused, as he realized he was whining and didn't want to look like an immature child in front of an entity that was supposed to be afraid of him. "Greetings," the being said, nodding slowly, "why have you entered the Mortus Immortalia while there is still life within you?"
why are some of you dumbass humans in my book ? i torment INHUMANS !
/ so, i have muse finally-
/ comment for a starter!
/ y'all should check out his mbs and notes page! it's pretty snazzy :)
https://www.wattpad.com/story/304590345
;; First Meeting
{ Angst }
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Absinthe looked around the realm , eyes widening at the sights he saw . He was ,, horrifying . All the creatures were tormented in so many awful ways -- Absin just couldn ' t look anymore . Exploring the place , he was quite careful . He was hidden behind the shadows so he wouldn ' t get caught . Absin hid behind a huge object and backed up just a bit , until he backed up into something . / Someone / .
@SUPREMEDAMNATION- ;; ah okay ! " Wait what -- sorry -- " He mumbled a quick apology for bumping into the man , before turning around and grunting when he was pushed . His heartbeat was going fast at the sight of the man . And god he was scared . " Uhm -- y ' know that isn ' t how you start a conversation of why somebody is alive -- "
@mystifying-- /OMG- no, you're perfect, my blind ass just never saw this *sob* Just then, a tall, decently muscular man wearing a bloody brown leather apron came out of a rather broken down building, raising an eyebrow slightly. "You're alive," he told him, walking towards the male at a quick pace, "you aren't supposed to-" he let out a small grunt when the boy backed into him, a bit of the blood getting on his clothes. "Rude," the cosmic entity mumbles, pushing the boy off of him, "why are you here? I can sense your heartbeat, you're certainly not dead."