05-01-2018, 07:39 PM
Hymn of Ruin
LUCIFER GRIMM — TYPHOON — STRIKER — VERY DIFFICULT
/@ me for interaction please c:
oh well here came the biggest member to grace the forming party - the dark shadow unfolding across the landscape before those great wings carried him down to outside the area where the party was held before he made his way over to the gathering group.
A heavy exhale through black and crimson marred teeth as the dark god settled in amongst the group - one eye on Keona and Lily, watching out for the two Typhoonians was second nature to him and one eye out for his erstwhile daughter in law whom had seemed rather off lately.
Lucifer could relate - he was hardly a bastion for good mental health all things considered.
the livid red scarring of runes - courtesy of dear old dad - pulsed slightly with a dim glow as the thought crossed his mind before he shook it to rid himself of the lingering strain - he nodded over to Jacob before taking a piece of paper and carefully for one of his size scrawling his name and his chosen choice.
Lucifer Grimm - Platonic.
he wasn't looking for romance, not for a long while at least - the pain of the loss of his last wife still buried it's slow dulling knives where his black heart might be - for now, the behemoth merely watched the others with an air of quiet calm, if someone wished to talk, they were free to approach him but he had no compulsion to seek out anyone just yet this early into the proceedings.
oh well here came the biggest member to grace the forming party - the dark shadow unfolding across the landscape before those great wings carried him down to outside the area where the party was held before he made his way over to the gathering group.
A heavy exhale through black and crimson marred teeth as the dark god settled in amongst the group - one eye on Keona and Lily, watching out for the two Typhoonians was second nature to him and one eye out for his erstwhile daughter in law whom had seemed rather off lately.
Lucifer could relate - he was hardly a bastion for good mental health all things considered.
the livid red scarring of runes - courtesy of dear old dad - pulsed slightly with a dim glow as the thought crossed his mind before he shook it to rid himself of the lingering strain - he nodded over to Jacob before taking a piece of paper and carefully for one of his size scrawling his name and his chosen choice.
Lucifer Grimm - Platonic.
he wasn't looking for romance, not for a long while at least - the pain of the loss of his last wife still buried it's slow dulling knives where his black heart might be - for now, the behemoth merely watched the others with an air of quiet calm, if someone wished to talk, they were free to approach him but he had no compulsion to seek out anyone just yet this early into the proceedings.
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[align=center][div style="font-size:20pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:1.2px"]「 NO MORE DEAD HEROES 」[div style="width:360px;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]WE ALL HAVE ONE FOOT IN A FAIRYTALE, ——————— AND THE OTHER IN THE ABYSS. |
[align=center][div style="font-size:20pt;line-height:.9;color:#000;font-family:impact;padding:8px;letter-spacing:1.2px"]「 NO MORE DEAD HEROES 」[div style="width:360px;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.2;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:2px;margin-bottom:5px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify"]WE ALL HAVE ONE FOOT IN A FAIRYTALE, ——————— AND THE OTHER IN THE ABYSS. |