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Spirits
Supernova
- Joined
- May 6, 2013
Rain.
It would seem more than normal to see lightning strike down during a storm, or during the rain. Not in this case, in this case it was a quiet evening, an unusually quiet evening, no crickets chirping, no cats yowling nor mewling, not even the sounds of fornication within the city of 'sin' known as Daten City. It was quiet, as if there was only one night for once, where the streets and roads were clear, where the law appeared to be in control. It was quite alien to see this, for anyone who was used to the appearance of Daten City in full swing, even so the silence was to be broken by the sound of thunder, above in the sky, the cloudless, starless sky, came the rumble of lightning.. In a flash came a bolt of lightning that, didn't hit the ground if not it just shot across the sky like a bullet, as if it had changed it's mind in the middle of it's path of heading down to the earth. Then came the scream of someone, not some poor sap getting shanked or shot, but the scream of a poor sap FALLING. Then... a splash, and just like that, the chaos of Daten City resumed.
"..Ugh...shit... Is that all you got, you ass?!" screamed a young man at the sky, drenched in muddy water. He snarled slightly at the sky, only to get hit on the head by an umbrella. Of course... How fun, the old asshole had a sense of humor, oh how fan-fucking-tastic... Shaking the muddy water off, with a huff, the young man quickly picked up the umbrella shaking mud off it, opening it up as then God's little way of saying 'Oops~' came raining down. Rain...
This young man took a moment to soak his head in the rain water to clean off the murky muddy water from his hair, as shaggy and messy as it was, he liked it clean. He wandered on, and on, he was told where to go, but he was of course torturously lost, or so he believed. In a while, he found himself at the door step of a church, behind of which was a graveyard. The infamous church of the Anarchy sisters, and that priest. He was sent down there, to... well he wasn't entirely sure why, he was more concerned as to what would happen to him just by failing this task.
He was to attempt to discipline those two bitches, plain and simple, discipline them and turn them back into more or less law-abiding angels. That was it, mission done, he'd go back, those two idiots would go to heaven again and everyone would be happy...more or less. From what he had learned about the two bitches, they were sisters.... That was it, they were just an apparently, huge nuisance, fornicating, abusing their power, fornicating, destroying so many things both living and undead, their path of destruction was unparalleled. He had to fix it, make sure that they did their job, and of course go the fuck home once it was all done..whoop-de-fucking-doo~ He knocked on the door, frowning seeing that the doors were locked, without hesitating, he knocked louder, his fists pounding against the wooden doors. A young man with messy black hair, a large black fedora with a large brim, bright yellow eyes, donning a black...somehow ghostly tuxedo, the rest of his outfit was black, minus the shirt under the black tux, that was white...A young man that was DRENCHED in rain... Okay remain calm...
With a boom, he busted the doors down, a new record, he lasted a full ten seconds before busting the doors down. He saw that, no one was in, shockingly. They were probably all asleep or something. Makes sense, so he sat down somewhere where he felt comfortable only to be greeted by the thudding footsteps of someone, no doubt to see who had busted the door down. He saw a priest, no doubt this...'Garterbelt' he was told of. At first Garterbelt was armed, with...a few questionable items, a few whips and some nun-chucks looking suspiciously...not entirely like nun-chucks. Seeing that it was the angel, he had a blank face and then assumed a more 'appropriate' appearance, clearing his throat as he quickly hid his whips and other items within his robe. "Angels, get yo asses down here, right now!" Hearing no response, he then boomed. "Hey bitches! When I say get up, I mean get the hell off of your lazy asses and get the fuck up!"
It would seem more than normal to see lightning strike down during a storm, or during the rain. Not in this case, in this case it was a quiet evening, an unusually quiet evening, no crickets chirping, no cats yowling nor mewling, not even the sounds of fornication within the city of 'sin' known as Daten City. It was quiet, as if there was only one night for once, where the streets and roads were clear, where the law appeared to be in control. It was quite alien to see this, for anyone who was used to the appearance of Daten City in full swing, even so the silence was to be broken by the sound of thunder, above in the sky, the cloudless, starless sky, came the rumble of lightning.. In a flash came a bolt of lightning that, didn't hit the ground if not it just shot across the sky like a bullet, as if it had changed it's mind in the middle of it's path of heading down to the earth. Then came the scream of someone, not some poor sap getting shanked or shot, but the scream of a poor sap FALLING. Then... a splash, and just like that, the chaos of Daten City resumed.
"..Ugh...shit... Is that all you got, you ass?!" screamed a young man at the sky, drenched in muddy water. He snarled slightly at the sky, only to get hit on the head by an umbrella. Of course... How fun, the old asshole had a sense of humor, oh how fan-fucking-tastic... Shaking the muddy water off, with a huff, the young man quickly picked up the umbrella shaking mud off it, opening it up as then God's little way of saying 'Oops~' came raining down. Rain...
This young man took a moment to soak his head in the rain water to clean off the murky muddy water from his hair, as shaggy and messy as it was, he liked it clean. He wandered on, and on, he was told where to go, but he was of course torturously lost, or so he believed. In a while, he found himself at the door step of a church, behind of which was a graveyard. The infamous church of the Anarchy sisters, and that priest. He was sent down there, to... well he wasn't entirely sure why, he was more concerned as to what would happen to him just by failing this task.
He was to attempt to discipline those two bitches, plain and simple, discipline them and turn them back into more or less law-abiding angels. That was it, mission done, he'd go back, those two idiots would go to heaven again and everyone would be happy...more or less. From what he had learned about the two bitches, they were sisters.... That was it, they were just an apparently, huge nuisance, fornicating, abusing their power, fornicating, destroying so many things both living and undead, their path of destruction was unparalleled. He had to fix it, make sure that they did their job, and of course go the fuck home once it was all done..whoop-de-fucking-doo~ He knocked on the door, frowning seeing that the doors were locked, without hesitating, he knocked louder, his fists pounding against the wooden doors. A young man with messy black hair, a large black fedora with a large brim, bright yellow eyes, donning a black...somehow ghostly tuxedo, the rest of his outfit was black, minus the shirt under the black tux, that was white...A young man that was DRENCHED in rain... Okay remain calm...
With a boom, he busted the doors down, a new record, he lasted a full ten seconds before busting the doors down. He saw that, no one was in, shockingly. They were probably all asleep or something. Makes sense, so he sat down somewhere where he felt comfortable only to be greeted by the thudding footsteps of someone, no doubt to see who had busted the door down. He saw a priest, no doubt this...'Garterbelt' he was told of. At first Garterbelt was armed, with...a few questionable items, a few whips and some nun-chucks looking suspiciously...not entirely like nun-chucks. Seeing that it was the angel, he had a blank face and then assumed a more 'appropriate' appearance, clearing his throat as he quickly hid his whips and other items within his robe. "Angels, get yo asses down here, right now!" Hearing no response, he then boomed. "Hey bitches! When I say get up, I mean get the hell off of your lazy asses and get the fuck up!"
