#Disguised Heaven (OOC The Mun)

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"Hullo there may I offer you a medkit and say you inspired me to make my own blog"

Hello, yes, I will accept the medkit.

(And OMG, I'm so honored- thanksds)

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@pinkyhaert @askburningpassion @fadednorth

Look, At first, it was me, then... it's each other with our stuff.

What is Cyberverse!Laserbeaks bird species called…

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The Irrevocable: The Story so Far

Act One:

It all starts with a mistake. A line crossed when it shouldn’t have been crossed. Broken trust, broken hearts, broken relationships. It begins with an ache, indescribable, impossible to understand. An anger that can only be conceived by betrayal. It’s grief what marks the beginning, the grief of a God, blinded by a pain He has never felt before. There is nothing quite like the loss of faith, the loss of love, the loss of a support system. Things are supposed to be one way but they turn out completely opposite.

Chuck betrays Adonai. Chuck breaks Adonai’s heart. Chuck takes Adonai’s trust and it crumbles in his hands.

Wrath becomes Him. It always has. An old testament kind of rage, loud for others to hear, for others to see, for others to feel. It shakes the ground and the word Apocalypse falls from mortal lips. The end of the world never felt as real as where everywhere in the world, a storm came by surprise. big clouds of greys and reds, thunder that sent a shiver down your spine. The water flooded the streets, the panic took hold of the masses. The news have the questions, nobody has the answers.

Pray. They say, unaware that God is not listening.

Act Two:

An archangel dies.

No, an archangel gets killed. Murdered by the hands that made him, burnt from the inside. It’s a first in this world, in many other worlds too. Raphael dies with screams that resonate within the Silver City and Heaven weeps, full of fear and full of grief.

This has never happened before. No one thought it plausible, no one saw it coming. They stay on their knees and silence takes hold of every inch of the Holy City. No one knows how to react, no one knows what to do, no one dares to move from their spot.

Michael is the only one that moves, heavy with grief and pain that is palpable, he makes his way to the doors of the throne room, ready to defend it from whomever dares come near. No one asks the questions that need to be asked. Only one other angel moves,Zadkiel’s knees tremble under the weight of it all but they have a responsibility to full-fill so they stand, trembling at Michael’s side.

The angels take a step back and turn a blind eye to their Father’s cruelty.

Act Three:

A God falls. Thrown out of a Heaven that had become a second home. The blinding light on the sky is explainable to all who see it. Only a few Gods understand the severity of it all. Pilli’s heart feels heavy, Theo looks up with a scoff.

Chuck falls through the sky, weak in every form imaginable. The mark of a hand burnt into his chest forever the only clue as to what happened. Amara saves him, sick with worry though she would never admit to it. She hides them both from prying eyes and begins the task of nursing her brother back to health.

In other universes, Chuck’s children feel their Father’s pain resonating within them, making them cry out, scream, quiver in fear. The questions buzz in their minds a million miles per hour. What happened? Where is He? Is He okay? Does this mean War? What do we do? Where do we go?

Some pray to their Father, some start preparing for war, some are crippled by the pain in their chests, making it hard to breathe.

All of them know, something is terribly wrong.

Act four:

On Earth, Uriel feels a pain like an echo. He is fallen so the impact is there nevertheless. He tries to make sense of things by reaching for the one who has not forsaken him fully yet but he is unable to find them. The realisation hits him slowly but surely, the only explanation that makes sense leaves his eyes full of tears and a scream leaves his lips. Raphael is gone. He is dead in a way that no angel has been dead before. Invidia finds him, a mess of tears in the kitchen floor and while he doesn’t comfort him, allows him to grief his loss in private, making sure he is somewhat back to normal before telling him to go home.

Gabriel feels Raphael’s dead the moment it happens. It angers him like nothing has in millennia and for everyone’s sake, remains away from prying eyes. No one needs to know his pain, no one needs to see his anger. His Father has always been a disappointment but this time He crossed a line. Control, however, has always been his virtue.

For Abaddon, the blinding light on the sky above makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. As a demon, the context of it all goes unnoticed but still,fears sets in his heart with ease for this is something that he has never seen before and as powerful as he might be, he knows there are some things that should spook even him.

There is a Lucifer, shattered by the pain of loss. He saw in Adonai a Father; in His angels, his siblings. There was a connection, it was undeniable and so he felt the ache of Raphael’s loss deeply, like a stab wound to the chest. He felt lost, erratic, uncertain of what to do, what to say. There was a fire in him, a rage to disguise the ache of loss. To kill God sounded so appealing, even if part of him knew it impossible. The tears from his eyes tasted of despair.

Act Five:

Chuck wakes up with the ache of His children in his heart. They look for him with pleas and prayers. They are afraid in a way they had never been before and all he wants to do is comfort them.

Amara is quick to agree, she doesn’t want to deal with the mess her brother made, she doesn’t want to go to War. Chuck tries to thank her, she rolls her eyes but accepts the thanks anyway. Chuck leaves to find all his children at once, give them the answers they needed.

Attalia needs assurance, so he gives it to her. Everything will be okay.

Michael needs  calmness, so he gives it to him. Stand down, we are okay.

Nissael needs answers, so he gives it to her. I am perfectly fine.

Ividiel needs love, so he gives it to him. It’s alright little dove, you need to be brave.

Shirael needs to see Him, so he gives it to her. She sees him for the first time. It’s okay.

Jophiel needs comfort, she surprises him with a hug. He hugs her back. Tell your siblings I’m okay.

Raphael needs to help, so he gives it to her. He makes her strong again, eases her pain. I don’t know what I would do without you.

Michael needs explanations, so he gives it to him. Preventing a war is priority. I just want you safe.

Lucifer doesn’t need anything from him, so he gives nothing. Perhaps it’s Chuck who needs his son’s reassurance. He kisses to ground himself, to make sure. You are mine.

Act six:

The calm after the storm is filled with tension. The uneasiness is palpable in every corner of the world, through various universes. An event that has been like nothing ever seen or heard by most of them. No one knows how steady is the ground under their feet. Emotions run high, everyone is on edge. Anything could trigger disaster, the drums of war echo deep in some, others are crippled by pain, others breathe rage, some stand just because they have no other choice.

The sense of peace is nothing but an illusion.

Adonai goes to find his angels now and a new chapter begins. Anything is possible and deep down everyone knows to keep their guards up.

Be prepared.

OOC:

Important notes: This drabble is a recollection of almost all the reactions that were posted for this event. While there might be more muses who will eventually come into play, this were the ones I could find. If your muse is not mentioned, I apologise, I tried really hard to get everyone but there are quite a lot of you.

If something is not clear or if it’s wrong, please feel free to send me a message. Also, feel free to reblog this post to your own blogs is you so desire.

* There is a muse mentioned ( Zadkiel ) that you might now know. This is cause the character, for the time being, does not have interactions in dash. Zadkiel is an important character to Adonai’s universe and interactions take place on discord. The mun is unable to be on tumblr ar the moment but they have been part of the universe for a long time and will be participating in this event.

Blogs mentioned in this recap are:

@biigbcss​​ @nogword​​ @scnitatem​ @bextus​ ​ @tcnochtitlan​ @primcrdialchaos​ @svprnatvral​ @fciledhim​ @multixdisaster​ @tcrniishedcopper​ @cxitium​ @samaelnomcre​@ofinfiniteuniverses​ @manyshadowsmanylives​ @stcrsloved @tcrnishedgrace @unholybcnes

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Honest Thoughts: Was Au Mas worth it?

(Mun HK here: As mermay is winding down and some days thinking I have to get this off my chest:

For the past couple of years, since this blog has been active, I have done this thing where I dedicate a lot about the alternate universes for my ocs, from the fun little aesthetics to explanations of what will happen to the muses and even some bits of role-play threads. It's fun. It took a lot of work, planning, and using a lot of patients to keep this event rolling.

I noticed something after last year: to me, it felt like no one was excited or saw all the work—just radio silence- very little like or conversations about how the worlds would build. Unless I'm saying what they think or long after AU mas is over.

It's a selfish thought; yes-people have lives outside of Tumblr. And the MPVS who reply and gush with au with me- love you- I get it, but after a few years of working on AU MAS and little feedback... I'm starting to understand that one post that I can not find, but it hurts if you made a cake that took hours- heart and soul- to bring to a party, but no one touches the cake, not even a glance.

Forcing myself for the last two years to make fun ideas for AU Mas and watching my excitement die as no acknowledgment is present is exhausting compared to Mermay, which has many more feedback loops and entertaining stories to share.

So after thinking about it I’ve come to a desicion: until further notice or a better compromise, 2023 is the last year of AU MAS.

Thank everyone for allowing me to share AU MAS in the first place. But now I’m ending this chapter.)

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Anyway tomorrow expect a lot of valentine’s stuff.

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This is giving me so much serotonin. You must love Hollyberry's two big sisters, who will make anyone cry if you spit in their younger brother's direction! But are otherwise chill as baby brother's happy everyone's (safe) happy.

Hollyberry's Very Big Sisters.

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Ghostwire and Phantasma don't usually tag along on Hollyberry's Adventures, as they mostly leave him and the rest of the guardian cores to their own devices. But every now and then, they'll show up and traumatize- er... I mean "meet" all his friends as good big sisters would lol

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Hunter belongs to @speedartist-skyliner

Tchaik belongs to @wooahiexist

Ghostwire & Phantasma belong to @cyberghost-scout

Hollyberry belongs to me :3c

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Well, work is going to be something for a month. If you guys don't hear from me, that's the reason.

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Pride month is tomorrow. Well, I gotta do something... *grins devilishly*

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(When you look through old roleplay threads, We're talking between 2019 and 2020 and realize that is so rough in pacing... like if I were to do them now. I would have changed the pacing or indicated that time had passed before some of my characters would be warmed up to the other mutual's muses. It would have flowed better and given more room for story stuff...)

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Where the heck did I leave off here...

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(Like, what are my style's traits? What is my evil art style without them?)

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Okay!

Here's the deal. Starting on the 3rd. My booty is going back to work-- and other adulting things. I'm going to be busy. So, if you guys haven't heard from me for a while, I'll be alive and okay. Just settling things out.

But if you guys are around and see me being active, you can still send cool things.

Cool?

Cool.

And remember, I care for you and love you. Be safe and happy.

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I got a job. So if you do not hear from me like instantly that is why.

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"RP Wish List" ((Bladedalchemistreplica

Send 📝✨ to hear a plot I'd like to write with my muse.

For @bladedalchemistreplica

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Fuuuun time~!

OKAY, realistic plot ideas:

~ Phantasma meeting some mean lesbian (Axca).

~ Flow in a constant state of blank face with being a new parent-- and of course Ozar either being a good mate/ something angsty and he is going overboard with protecting.

~ Fedelis being a good dad/ friend to a couple of Alteans with trauma.

~ Ghostwire being cool and using that old Galra suit to good use.

Somewhat fantasy:

~ Pet mayhem

~ Flow's mommies appear to be alive.

~ Delta interacting with the nanny

Pure fantasy:

!I will not spoil it, but I get a few things written out on the last Au Mas.

~ Stuff I can spoil cause it's not in the AU MAS:

~ Pro wrestling au! , Alfor being a former wrestler would be hilarious, especially with his luck of getting into trouble.

~ The gods au-- the freedom fighters getting into nutty adventures cause of the gods.

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Soon...soon Halloween... the costumes, the au mas

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(Okay Tumblr is just deciding to ignore my tags existence again. Have to make some new tags...again)