A Wrathful Spirit

razzfarts: Third Time’s a Charmer rating: K+ words:...

Wed, 08 May 2013 12:30:37 -0400

Third Time’s a Charmer
rating: K+
words: 246
characters: Wrathia Bellarmina, Pedri
warnings: some violence
summary: He enters her presence wearing her second husband’s face. Or what’s left of it.

Just my own short take on how Wrathia and Pedri met.

Looking for Ava's Demon Roleplayers!~

Sun, 05 May 2013 16:26:53 -0400

If you roleplay anyone from the marvelous works, Ava’s Demon, feel free to get in contact with me, I would love to ~~torment~~ interact with you~

demonavas: Trying out something new. u3u

Sun, 05 May 2013 16:21:09 -0400

demonavas:

Trying out something new. u3u

journal-of-a-dream has seen something...

Sun, 05 May 2013 16:15:46 -0400

journal-of-a-dream:

wrathfulbitch:

“Oh wonderful, a trickster type huh? How loathsome.”She couldn’t stand someone like that, who answered her in such a roundabout way. It reminded her of the sort of people she hated, the ones who joked and teased. She sneered, laying back in thin air.

“Sheesh, baby, you say it like it’s bad thing!” he retorted, giving her a look while still maintaining his smile then turned mischievous as he continued ” …’sides it’s the way dreams are, not to mention bein’ one of the more favorable roles in the Big Game.”

She blinked, confused. A dream!? What could she possibly be doing dreaming. She scoffed at the man, rolling her ruby eyes at his frivolity.

“The only dreams I have are of defeating Titan and regaining my true power!” She told him, her voice tight with barely concealed anger.

How dull...

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:50:41 -0400

“I do so hate not having a physical form. It makes for a very agonizing time, waiting for that stupid girl to do as I say…”

Ava’s Demon {x}

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:46:42 -0400

Ava’s Demon {x}

journal-of-a-dream has seen something...

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:45:42 -0400

journal-of-a-dream:

wrathfulbitch:

The demon blinked, looking at the winged man slowly. He wasn’t some weak human…she could sense some power, some sort of different kind of existence to him.

“And who might you be?”

“Whoever you want me to be, Darlin’!” replied man, swinging in a rather cool fashion as he approached the intangible demoness, with a placid smile plasters across his face.

“Oh wonderful, a trickster type huh? How loathsome.”She couldn’t stand someone like that, who answered her in such a roundabout way. It reminded her of the sort of people she hated, the ones who joked and teased. She sneered, laying back in thin air.

ask-jacob-b-nimbel: She sailed in, her form being loose as she peered around. Magical and rare...

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:41:23 -0400

ask-jacob-b-nimbel:

She sailed in, her form being loose as she peered around. Magical and rare items hm? Perhaps she could find something that could be of use. She kept eerily quiet as she surveyed his wares. She wrinkled her nose in a sort of disdain. All mortal things, most of them fake.

She looked down at the small equine form, wondering what planet such a thing hailed from. “Tell me, have you heard of a being called Titan, little thing?” She asked quietly. Perhaps this was one place the menace had not yet reached.

Jacob follows the strange being, carefully not to get too close or to let her out of his sight. His ears perk up as she asks him her question, rubbing his chin in thought. “Titan… Titan… Well, I can only thing of two Titans. The mythical being from ancient Fleece, and the celestial body that inhabits Princess Luna’s sky…”

She tilted her head. So it seemed that the overlord had not yet reached this strange place. She brought herself lower, sitting in the air with her legs crossed and her hot gaze upon him.

“Hmm…and what is this place…this planet, I mean?”

titansoldier has spotted something...

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:39:10 -0400

titansoldier:

How… confusing. The verdict, the aura, and his mind gave a slow whirl, trying to reconnect. His eyes did not bother to follow her scrutiny, turning his gaze back to the dirt, slim fingers prodding gently throughout the veins of the plant to not damage its roots.

“Trainee’s Planet.” He answered with ease, a small smile of triumph crossing his lips as he lifted the diminutive plant into the air, inspecting to see if the roots were still pulsing a faint blue hue. “Unless you’re looking for the real name of the planet miss, I’m afraid I don’t know it.” Tone level, attempting to obscure the faint bout of nervousness that jumped in his veins.

She looked down at him, her wide ruby eyes observing his serene task. Something about him, about this place…was oddly and eerily familiar. A stench of something familiar and abhorred.

“And what, pray-tell, are you training for?”She asked coolly as she wafted over him, drawing near and over his shoulder. She watched his task and the plant he handled with such care with a suspicious gaze. Was he making potions? She had always been good at that, herself.

monstrousfrondescence has seen something....

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:36:10 -0400

monstrousfrondescence:

Fingers curling into fists behind her back, her nails dug into her palms. A look of quick and utter annoyance flashed across her face—more than that: fury. She willed herself to calm down, if she got too angry the woman would only continue to taunt her, more freak related comments etcetera.

"Uh huh, we'll see.."

“Take over your whole world?” she turned the thought over in her head for a moment, slowly letting her hands release from their tense, cramped up position. She could feel the small imprint her nails had made. Seeming uncharacteristically curious, "And.. how did that end up?"

Wrathia paused, staring down at the girl. Her temper seemed in check, at least for the moment. She thought carefully for a moment, not sure how much she should tell the flora-freak.

“If you must know, Titan probably wiped out everything…everything but my soul. So now I’m stuck with that little brat you once called friend, and must bide my time and gather my strength.”

Wrathia Bellarmina

Sun, 05 May 2013 01:32:23 -0400

Wrathia Bellarmina

ask-jacob-b-nimbel: wrathfulbitch: . The spirit wafted in the door, looking around. How she had...

Thu, 02 May 2013 16:16:47 -0400

ask-jacob-b-nimbel:

wrathfulbitch:

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The spirit wafted in the door, looking around. How she had gotten here, she hadn’t a clue, but she decided she might as well see what was going on. She blinked, noticing a strange creature speaking to her, asking what her desire was. She answered coolly.

“You ask what my desires are, small one? Hm…what a loaded question. Tell me, what are you, and what is this place?”

The little pony took a few steps back, giving his possible client some room. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that she unnerved him for some reason. Nothing at all! Giving her his best smile, he gestures around his shop with a hoof. “Why, this is only the prime location for any and all discerning customers who are seeking items of a rare and magical nature! I am its owner, Mr. Nimbel!”

She sailed in, her form being loose as she peered around. Magical and rare items hm? Perhaps she could find something that could be of use. She kept eerily quiet as she surveyed his wares. She wrinkled her nose in a sort of disdain. All mortal things, most of them fake.

She looked down at the small equine form, wondering what planet such a thing hailed from. “Tell me, have you heard of a being called Titan, little thing?” She asked quietly. Perhaps this was one place the menace had not yet reached.

journal-of-a-dream has seen something...

Thu, 02 May 2013 16:09:26 -0400

The demon blinked, looking at the winged man slowly. He wasn’t some weak human…she could sense some power, some sort of different kind of existence to him.

“And who might you be?”

ask-jacob-b-nimbel: wrathfulbitch started following you ——————————- “Ah! Um, hello...

Thu, 02 May 2013 16:00:02 -0400

ask-jacob-b-nimbel:

wrathfulbitch started following you

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“Ah! Um, hello there!” Goodness, what a strange visitor… “Welcome to the Occultus Donum, what is thy desire?” Jacob smiles awkwardly.

The spirit wafted in the door, looking around. How she had gotten here, she hadn’t a clue, but she decided she might as well see what was going on. She blinked, noticing a strange creature speaking to her, asking what her desire was. She answered coolly.

“You ask what my desires are, small one? Hm…what a loaded question. Tell me, what are you, and what is this place?”

avasdemonpalettes: Page 156

Thu, 02 May 2013 15:55:39 -0400

avasdemonpalettes:

Page 156

When a cursed soul and a possessed soul both have a deep...

Thu, 02 May 2013 15:55:31 -0400

When a cursed soul and a possessed soul both have a deep desire…

They can form a pact to combine their powers and fulfill those desires.

monstrousfrondescence has seen something....

Thu, 02 May 2013 15:54:08 -0400

monstrousfrondescence:

Maggie stood her ground, though she did feel slightly unnerved by the woman. Only slightly. At least, that’s what she told herself. It wasn’t like she was quivering in her boots or anything, in fact, no emotion displayed across her face. She stared at her completely deadpan.

Taking in a small sigh, “Oh so you’ve got something against Titan, then?” she observed, putting on a voice of mild amusement. “Surprised you would’ve even met him, the apparent creator of the universe and all,” she went on. After a pause to refuel some of her anger, “You wouldn’t. Because if you dare lay a finger on me I swear I’ll…”

She giggled, seeing the girl struggle to make a threat. “Oh, what’s that?” She asked, tilting her head and offering another eerie grin. “You want to hurt me? Nigh impossible my dear.”

“As for Titan, yes I’ve met him…he offered a treaty to take over my whole world, which of course, was a mistake.”She frowned. Why should she tell this weak little girl anything, especially as she tried to threaten her? She heaved a sigh, leaning back in the air.

nyanderland: the feelings

Wed, 01 May 2013 08:59:03 -0400

nyanderland:

the feelings

monstrousfrondescence has seen something....

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 18:07:13 -0400

monstrousfrondescence:

Maggie simply crossed both arms over her chest, shifting her weight to one side, mannerism quite defiant. Though.. she was curious. “And what the hell is that supposed to mean?” she asked through gritted teeth, corner of her lips turning downwards. Her sparking temper’s reaction to the woman’s words was simply intolerable.

“When you rule?” She rolled her eyes, Maggie could crush the woman in less than a minute if needed, and wasn’t afraid to do so. No reason to be afraid of being erased from existence “I suggest you worry about what spills out of your own mouth, or you’ll be paying,” she said, widening her eyes only slightly to give the woman—spirit, whatever she was—a warning look.

Wrathia wasn’t the least bit threatened by the young girl’s words. No, in fact , she chuckled with dark delight. Perhaps this little spitfire might be of some use. But first, she had to gain the upper-hand, and tell her exactly who she was dealing with.

“I suppose Titan has brainwashed you too, being at that silly school of his. Your history books tell of him helping and providing…but he is not that at all. He and his army destroy…and they destroyed me.” She grinned, the smirk eerie once more. “Dear Maggie…you can’t hurt what’s already dead. Yet even as a demon, I can show you such wonder and such pain.”

What is it? Make it quick.

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 17:52:49 -0400

What is it? Make it quick.