#chariot Morningstar

[chibiuniverse2000]

🌹Chariot Morningstar✨

I finally made a radioapple child YEAH 👍

[sugoi-writes]

Joyride - Alastor x Lucifer

Kinktober - Day IV (Car Sex)

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A/N - What a fucking HONOR it is to kick of Day 4 of this prompt with my lovely wives! If you haven't read the first few days, please do so! I'd love to thank @hazelfoureyes @synamartia @fraugwinska @macabr3-barbi3 and @minkdelovely for indulging in this insanity with me 🔥 Oh this will be FUN

Day I Day II Day III

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⚠️Warnings⚠️: Old man yaoi, cursing, dirty talk, thirsty descriptions, Luci in a damn dress, riding/grinding/humping, handjob(kinda?), anal fingering/prep, banter, alcohol consumption, Bottom/Switch Alastor if you squint, edging mention, and... just straight up smut. This is car sex people. MDNI I SWEAR TO CHRIST... Have fun!

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When Alastor arrived at the rendezvous, he hadn't expected the limousine that awaited him. Or, perhaps he should have... This is the King of Hell, after all. The vehicle was an elegant, pristine white with accents of red and gold. Imagery of Eden's vices were lovingly etched into the metallic flourishes with a near-angelic precision. Lucifer’s fixations on apples and serpentine designs were not missed by the Radio Demon… He had to admit: it was a perfect chariot for the prideful ruler of Hell. A chariot he would soon share with him alone.

Alastor dismissed his cane with a flick of his wrist, hands eager to hold onto something else. When a long, pitch and ivory leg emerged from the car, he felt his heart leap into his throat. Alastor was rarely a victim of his carnal urges, but he felt the table shifting as he saw more and more of that delectable skin. 

Lucifer Morningstar emerged from the limo in his colors-- a deep, cherry red with golden accents. The opulent, delicate chains that dangled down his bare back could be seen in the tinted windows' reflection. Alastor fought the urge to clear his throat, feeling his pulse hammering away urgently. Has Lucifer always owned this dress?

The fallen angel, temptation incarnate, combed his blackened fingers through his far-too-slick hair. Much like the snake in the Garden of Eden, Lucifer's eyes were lidded with sin and desire. He knew exactly how he looked, relishing his partner's near sheepish reaction.

"You look dapper as always, Mr. Radio Demon,” he practically purred, addressing Alastor as an equal. The flustered sinner was hoping to get more intimate names to tumble from those lips soon enough. 

Alastor bows at the waist, taking Lucifer's hand into his own formally. He smiles before pressing the silken flesh to his lips. During this, he maintains his focus on Lucifer’s eyes, and not the valley between his pectorals. Arguably, it was a difficult task for the taller demon. 

"Your Majesty, you may call me Alastor tonight. I implore you to." For the moment, Alastor returns the playful, formal tone, knowing that his partner will find it amusing. As if on cue, Lucifer tilts his head curiously, his free hand stifling his chuckle. 

"What a change of pace... Something must have come over you," Lucifer supplied, sighing as Alastor starts a tender ascent up his arm. Alastor's lips didn't rest the entire journey, talking between his strategic kisses. 

"Well, 'Alastor' sounds far sweeter when you're wailing in ecstacy, Your Grace." Alastor's rebuttal was so brief, yet so devastating to the demon before him. As if Lucifer wasn't already mentally shredding his new, black blazer to ribbons…

Lucifer's breath stutters as Alastor's kisses carve sensual patterns up his neck, tempting the temptress to give in to a moan. Alastor forgot that they were in public with prying eyes, it seemed... 

A fist full of hair forces Alastor to halt in his tracks, a breathy reply ghosting his cheek. 

"Then you must call me Lucifer tonight, Al... I'd rather hear that than the list of royal bastardizations you've cooking up..." 

A wolfish grin presses against Lucifer's pulse, making the fallen angel's heart stir once more," As you wish, Lucifer." Alastor, ever the gentleman, untangles himself from the breathless devil swiftly. Immediately after, he swings the door of the limo open, gesturing towards the interior with a dramatic flare. 

"But please, do crawl in... Wouldn't want you to catch a cold from your... Interesting choice of garments." 

Lucifer snickers, revealing that his dress has not one, but two side slits. As he makes a show of crawling in, Alastor's eyes can't help their wandering to the devil’s pert rump," Only if you come crawling after me, Bambi Boy~" 

See, at this very moment, Alastor is a simple man. And he follows the requests of his Lord without hesitation. He is nothing if not an eager man; ready to please.

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Alastor can't help marveling over the little things. Limos were a luxury rarely extended to people of lower classes, like himself. He and his mother were as low as they could be on Earth, humble and grateful for what they have. While he tried to not oogle at the niceties of the cab, he couldn't hide the interest that sparkled in his eyes.

A phone, with a direct line to the driver-- for emergencies, or requests to stop, one could assume. Conveniently, there was a sliding window, should the phone be obsolete. In all of their banter, Lucifer insisted that 'it’s basically soundproof'. Had Lucifer wanted to test that theory, Alastor wondered. 

Towards the front of the cabin, dozens of glasses for champagne and other spirits sat on a bar cart– conveniently built into the side of the vehicle. The center console just below the window acted as a cooler, stocked with lovely vintages and chasers (he even spotted a brandy bottle or two--how very thoughtful of the King...) 

The windows were tinted, of course, the seats a red, luxurious leather. And for comfort, the lights in the back were dimmed, bathing the pair in a low, sultry light. For all intents and purposes, this was the perfect set up to a steamy tryst… One that even the Radio Demon could see coming. Alastor was surrounded by wealth, comfort and good company... A combination he wasn't used to, but one he welcomed enthusiastically. 

Lucifer had been meeting him finger-to-finger with whiskey the entire drive, the two of them laughing and honking like a pair of geese at the smallest reference. Alastor hadn't remembered the last time he had this much fun and let loose, already feeling the delicious effects of his drinks settle in. He had to admit: the dingy hotel bar was a far cry from the back of Lucifer's limousine. He felt justified in spending his time so earnestly with him, and felt just as eager to pursue the tryst that crossed his mind more than once. 

Alastor felt light as a feather, and yet as hearty as molten lava. He was one of the few to get this luxury; one of the first outside of the Morningstar Family to grace the seats of Lucifer’s limousine. Alastor wanted to leave an impression… and who could blame him? This was just as much his limo as it was Lucifer’s, in his mind. This particular ride would be one the Lord of the Hells would never forget... A 'joyride', as he's heard it called before. And so, with many fingers of whiskey making his heart flutter, Alastor enacted his plan. 

He hadn't anticipated the road bump when he tried to lean over, his longer, spindly body colliding into Lucifer's suddenly. The latter had clipped his head on the way down, but still managed to keep his glass of whiskey aloft. A pained groan was shared between the two, before they settled into their new position. 

When Lucifer looked up to wide, near hysterical eyes, a grin stretched across his pale face mischievously. He let his hand rest against Alastor's broad chest, his other still dangling midair. 

"First time in a car, I reckon?" Lucifer needles boldly, feeling a leg press between his own. Alastor levels him with a hard stare, softened by the blush rapidly coloring his cheeks. 

"And if it was? Would you feel so honored?" Alastor bit back, his hands confidently caging Lucifer's head. Alastor did his best to keep his balance as the limo hopped and bobbed along, not missing the way that Lucifer's body rippled beneath him. He wanted to see those same ripples uninterrupted by the luxurious fabric on his skin...

"I would be flattered, yes! For saving something so special for me, Bambi~" 

"Please don't call me that--" 

Lucifer manages to pull his leg up, pressing it to Alastor's chest before kicking him off. He sends the startled demon flying onto his back, leaving him sputtering from shock. Thankfully, he didn't shred the ceiling with his antlers on his descent. However… he wasn't so lucky with the door, the very tips of his points sinking into the doorframe. 

Lucifer straddled Alastor's hips with his shimmering thighs, chugging the rest of his drink before slinging the empty glass away. Alastor flinched as it shattered right against the window that divided the cabin from the front, ears flat against his skull. Was he TRYING to get the driver's attention?!

"Why don't I show you how it's done then, hmm~? I'll give you the ride of your life~" Lucifer offers, mirroring Alastor's classic, amused head tilt. 

The sinner bit his lip, suppressing the groan building in his throat. The prospect was one he wasn't disinterested in… He struggled as Lucifer settled over his groin, grinding his soft hind against his lap. It appeared he wasn't the only one struggling to 'keep it in his pants'... Err, dress? 

Alastor's hands grasp Luci's waist possessively, resisting the urge to bring him harder against his growing cock. 

"H-Have it your way," Alastor scoffs, head rolling back as Lucifer's rocking becomes a harsh bounce– accursed speed bumps! And curse the car door! 

Alastor’s antlers created deep gouges into the frame, rendering him completely still. In this position, he is quite vulnerable, his tail wagging subconsciously under his body. And yet, the element of being ‘trapped’ somehow made the heat in his cheeks travel straight to his cock. 

“ ‘You sure you want it my way~?” Lucifer teased, bringing his hips in a tight circle. This act alone had Alastor keening, biting his lip to silence himself. Of course I do, Alastor thought.

“Just get on with it, before I change my mind!” He jabs, knowing damn well that Lucifer saw straight through him. Lucifer grins as he braces a hand against the ceiling, the other fiddling with Alastor's trousers. "With pleasure, Alastor~" 

Alastor could hardly conceal his desire, the booze unraveling his resolve to be stoic or guarded. His cock throbbed at the use of his name in such a sensual context, aching to be freed.

Lucifer unclasps Alastor's belt with ease, tongue running across his pointed teeth greedily. Even as the vehicle rocked about, Lucifer hardly swayed. Instead, he used the unpredictability as a reason to press his body closer. The Radio Demon sighed with relief when his cock was released, his flushed, heated tip already damp with precum. 

Lucifer whistles lewdly at the sight, looking to Alastor with a cocky smirk,” Absolutely divine…” the former angel mused, leaving Alastor unable to form a coherent thought. 

When Lucifer resettles over his lap, Alastor is struck with a startling realization: no underwear. Not a single fucking thing to keep Lucifer concealed. Had Lucifer simply willed it away, or had he been garment-less this entire time? The prospect made Alastor buck up into Lucifer, a breathy sigh fumbling from his lips.

“Such an eager boy… I'll be sure to reward my little doe soon enough~” 

Alastor hardly had a moment to think before Lucifer's cock pressed to his. Thereafter, a warm hand wrapped firmly around both shafts. Alastor jolts, gasping as his partner moves against him. Lucifer keeps his hand ridgid with a delicious, all consuming pressure, watching his favorite sinner tremble below him. Experimentally, Lucifer begins to stroke the both of them, getting the Radio Demon to sigh and relax. The large hands holding Lucifer's waist act as an anchor, despite Alastor’s desire to move. His hips begin rocking languidly to watch Lucifer's pace, seeking even more friction than the bit provided by him. A shared, wanton moan hangs in the air, both sinners feeling their hearts quicken. 

Lucifer glides against the Radio Demon faster, the bumps in the road making his pace haphazard but heavenly," S-See? Told you I'd show-- you-- aaaaah good time~ Aaahn!" 

Alastor wasn't up for refuting the statement, especially when he was focusing on staying quiet," Are you quite certain we c-cahh-- hah-- c-can't be heard, cher?" 

Lucifer laughs breathlessly, grinning," Let him hear... The driver could use the change in pace-!! Hah!!!" 

Alastor grinds harsher against Lucifer’s cock, claws threatening to rip his dress for the horrendous suggestion.

"Sh-Shut your maw... This is too--nnn-- too lewd-- What if he reported this? What would the papers s-say?" 

Lucifer mewls as he tightens his grasp, eyes threatening to roll back as his hips move with Alastor's effortlessly," Nnnngh-- uhh, lucky demon~?" He quips, laughing breathlessly as Alastor smacks his thigh. The quake that travels through his skin has Alastor craning his head back, a hand flying to the car door to keep his antlers from sinking further in. 

"Sh-Shit!" was his only reply, ears pinned back as Lucifer began rocking with intent, the precum produced by their members making the glide unbearably wet and smooth. His hand, now stationary, focused on keeping the pressure tight and warm; a perfect hole for them to slide into.

Lucifer's lopsided grin portrays his ecstacy, the sweat clinging to his forehead making a heated descent down his temple. 

"At a loss for words, huh~?" He teased, his hips swiveling lecherously. The grunt he's rewarded with is just as telling, his partner's eyes slamming shut from the bliss. Lucifer doesn't seem to care, bringing his hips forward in a rapid succession of thrusts. 

"I should make you cum like this, y'know... Make us paint these dull seats with your cum--" Lucifer croaks, feeling a finger teasing the tight rim of his ass. 

"I'd rather have it here," Alastor groaned," Pl-Please-- this is is torture," Alastor gasps, feeling Lucifer's cock kick against his own at the idea. Begrudgingly, Lucifer couldn’t argue with that, knowing that he's essentially edging the two of them at the same time. 

"Nnnn, you're no fun~" Lucifer muses, letting go of their cocks for a moment," But you better make it worth my while, Bambi~" 

Alastor smirks, brows raised," I've never heard complaints..." He retorted, mentally finishing his sentence: not from you, at least.

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When Lucifer allowed Alastor to stretch and probe his ass, he switched arms, the one formerly bracing the ceiling falling to Alastor's hip. He arched his back as harshly as he could, offering his ass to his partner easily. The stimulation from behind made his hips buck, cock absentmindedly grinding against Alastor's. The faster and wider the Radio Demon’s fingers fucked, the harsher Lucifer's hips moved to meet them. Alastor panted below Lucifer, eyes nearly crossed as the pleasure kept building higher and higher. His hot breath made the heat in Lucifer's cheeks feel mild, the Demon King cursing through clenched teeth. He marveled at the sight of Alastor's mouth hanging open, Lucifer leaning over to get a better view of the debauched look. 

"Mmm~ Is my doe going to cum~?" Lucifer moans, his tongue swiping across his mouth, as if coaxing him to kiss him. Alastor flinched, his brow hardening," This buck-- hah-- is about to shut you up--" Alastor yaps, yanking Lucifer down by the neck. He heard the familiar slapping and squelching of his hand hastily fucking into Lucifer's ass, kissing the squirming demon desperately to hide another mewl. He wasn't the only one struggling not to cum.

As Alastor continued to feverishly kiss him, he teased Lucifer between each disconnect. A tongue sliding across his lip, a gentle nip just to the right of his mouth… anything to make Lucifer sigh and pant again. The temptee just became the tempter!

"I should have you cum like this... You're a quivering mess from just my hands--" 

"A-And your cock-- G-Good God!" Lucifer sung, drooling from the dual stimulation. Alastor chuckles darkly, leaning up to capture Lucifer's neck with a gentle bite," It's just the two of us down here, cher~,” he admonishes, regaining some of his footing with the other demon. 

Lucifer practically squeaks as Alastor finds his prostate, the bullying internally amplifying his impending orgasm. Close. Lucifer was getting extremely close, and it was plain as day to the other sinner.

"Cum for me," Alastor pleaded,"C-Cum for me, please-- so this buck can fuck you properly." 

The triggering phrase was all it took for Lucifer to lose himself to the white-hot madness, his head thrown back in rapture. His hips didn't stop even as Alastor's fingers slowed down, his vision blurred with hot tears. When he felt the press of Alastor's cock to his wanting hole instead of his fingers, he bit back a wail of overstimulation. 

"F-Fuck... We may be late for the reservation-- nnnnghh– Alastor, listen to me!" 

The Radio Demon’s static fills the air, a conniving laugh haunting the heavy air of the cabin. 

"I intend to hold my end of things: I'm going to fuck you properly. Dinner be damned when something this delicious is in my lap--" 

When Lucifer wailed Alastor's name, fully impaled on his member, Alastor couldn't help calling out to his lover in tandem. Their bodies melded together once more, their original plans a distant memory in their lust-driven minds. 

Bottom Banner made by the lovely @synamartia 🔥

[wolfoftheblackflames]

Are ya misfits ready for more tasty goodness?! I sure am, so enjoy!

Dancing with the Devil: Pt. 3

It was later that day the two women were getting ready for their date, Razzle helped Charlie while Dazzle helped Vaggie. "You sure I look ok? Oh my gosh I'm so nervous..." Charlie gulped, trying to straighten her hair.

"Baaaap!" Razzle replied with a thumbs up, bringing some relief to Charlie's racing heart. How could she not be nervous? This was her first date in a while, and it's with the cutest, sweetest, most thoughtful woman in hell! Charlie swooned a little, wondering how Vaggie looked. The princess didn't have to wait long as she gulped nervously, knocking on the guestroom door.

"I'll be out in a bit!" Vaggie replied, though yelped as Dazzle tried to shoo out the angel. "Hey!" 

"Baaap bap baap!" Dazzle replied in a more reassuring but scolding tone.

Charlie chuckled lightly, hearing the two bicker, however her eyes widened once the door opened. Holy shit, she was so beautiful. Charlie's throat felt dry as her heart just picked up the pace, threatening to burst right out. "W-wow..." Was all the princess could get out. Which she mentally kicked herself for.

Vaggie blinked, standing in a gorgeous black gown that had a night sky theme going on with its small gradient of purple mixed into it with her regular eyepatch on, plus a pair of beautiful deep purple heels that seem to sparkle. She blushed a bit since she had tied up her semi-long hair in a simple low ponytail. "Cat, got your tongue, princess?"  She teased with a giggle.

"What n-no, I just didn't expect you to look so..." Charlie gulped as the next word left her lips with ease. "Beautiful." The princess looked away a little playing with some of her blonde hair.

Vaggie just blushed a bit harder. "You look nice too, hon.." She answered as she lightly moved back some of her greyish-white hair. She was thankful for the looking away since her cheeks were tinted a soft shade of gold right now. Charlie's outfit looked especially stunning as well, the way the off shoulder styled black and white blouse hugged her torso, the simple yet flattering black dress pants that compliment long legs and finally some adorable black dress shoes. She also noticed Charlie having an elegant braid instead of the usual dual hair ties, plus the cutest looking golden chain necklace. "Dios mío..." Vaggie whispered lightly, tugging at her own matching chain, but then she shook her head. "Shall we go?" She asked, making the blonde look back at her.

"Y-yes let's.." Charlie said a little too quickly as Razzle handed her a nice black suit jacket. "Thanks Razzle." She patted the goat body guard on his head.

"Baaap!" He replied, looking pleased.

Soon, the two headed to the limo with the goat bodyguards close behind, taking their place upfront. Charlie smiled and politely opened the door. "Your chariot awaits m'lady." She grinned trying to make Vaggie laugh. It worked as the smaller woman rolled her eye with a chuckle. 

"Why, thank you." Vaggie humored her date and played along doing a small curtsy, which made both of them have a fit of giggles.

The limo ride felt long as Vaggie noticed Charlie fidgeting again. “Huh?” Worried ruby eyes met concerned ivory. “Sorry it's been awhile since I've seen the other royals..” The princess muttered a little uncomfortable.

Vaggie reached over and gently placed a comforting hand on Charlie’s shoulder. “Don't be sorry. Though I am curious as to your outfit choice.” The angel asked, trying to change the subject since it bothered her hellborn best friend. 

Charlie blinked a bit and smiled a little at the attempt. “Is it bad?” She asked, being a little shy. “No? Why would it be?” She heard Vaggie reply. Charlie chuckled softly and lightly took Vaggie's free hand into her own giving it a light squeeze. “Well I.. The nobles see Charlotte Morningstar the daughter of Lucifer Morningstar King of Hell and Lilith Morningstar the Queen of Hell. But to tell you the truth, it really feels suffocating to me to be referred to as such.” She started to ramble, her eyes falling to the floor of the limo.

Vaggie nodded, since the first few days she had been staying with Charlie, the princess was adamant on being called Charlie, and not her full name or title. And when she spoke about her parents, the demoness also seemed aloof when she spoke about them. “You do know I can just punch some asshole in the face for disrespecting you right? All you need to do is say the word.” She replied, earning a soft chuckle.

“Vaggie, you're really sweet, but even if you do, and fuck some of those jerks could use a good whack, it's not really worth it.” 

“Te juro que eres demasiado agradable a veces…” (I swear you're too damn nice sometimes) Vaggie muttered, shaking her head. “You could use some of your authority to get people to listen to you?” 

Charlie shook her head at that comment. “That's so mean though, besides I don't want people to see just the Princess of Hell part, I want them to see me, Charlie. A girl who cares about her subjects and wants to make life in Hell better.” 

“Baaap!” Razzle spoke up signaling that they were here. 

Charlie groaned softly but gulped since she was seeing some old friends, and one big jerk she never wanted to see again. Vaggie lightly took Charlie's hand again when the latter reluctantly released it. “We're on a date, remember?” She stated with a cheeky smirk which made Charlie's heart flutter as the two stepped out of the quiet limo and into the loud bustling ball grounds.

(Hope you enjoyed part 3, cause parts 4 and 5 are coming soon! Thanks for reading)

[tragedytells-tales]

Artificial Avatar | The More, The

Miserable

Notes - OC oriented, Comedy with a hint of angst, Obey Me AU, the pacing on this one is rancid, Canon divergent, Dialuci

Characters - Feat. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos, Grim, Ryo, Candy, Gidorah, Luka, Himiko ( Himiko and Ryo belong to @/absolutepokemontrash )

Summary - Ajay goes to RAD for the first time, finally meeting several new Avatars of sin.

TW - None

Warnings - Not proof read

[ Prolouge ] - [ PT. 1 ] - [ PT. 2 ] - [ PT. 2.5 ] - [ PT. 3 ]

The crunch of the toast and the sweet taste of strawberry, or what Mammon called bloodberry, jam was decidedly Ajays favorite way to start their day. They let out a pleasant little hum as they quietly watched Himiko finish cooking breakfast for Ryo, Grim, and Mammon who got up just slightly later than the messy haired teen.

"It's probably because her spring break just started," Himiko had explained. The hushed clanging of pots and pans had only just started, but Himiko didn't seem as pleased as she did yesterday. "I hope she remembered to set her alarm for RAD today."

"What's a spring break?"

"It's a week where students take off from school for the beginning of spring, at least in the human realm. Since spring doesn't exist in RAD, they don't get that."

"What's a RAD?"

Himiko looked up from the slowly heating pan and turned to the teen who had just settled in a chair. For a moment she thought to question how they hadn't known what RAD was, but then again they also hadn't known what normal food was. So maybe it shouldn't really be a surprise.

The more she learned about the kid the more questions she had.

"RAD, or the Royal Academy or Diavolo, is a school that every demon attends starting from kindergarten to college." She explained as she tossed hashbrowns into the pan. "You will actually be going to RAD with Lucifer and Ryo today, but you'll be staying with Lucifer for the week so remember to bring your bag."

"Okay Lady Himiko."

The kitchen settled into silence after that either only the sound of shadow hog frying on a pan to occupy it.

For a moment Ajay could hear a whisper bloom from the shadows nearby.

"Is Lady Himiko truly anything like what your guardians told you?"

And then another.

"This is temporary. Don't be naive."

Ajays eyes narrowed on their lap. They felt a small ball of something bitter swell and stir, as if something shoved it into their chest and the feeling got comfortable. Their gaze drifted back up to Himiko just as shots of green and black struck through their eye.

"Can I bring Mr. PanPan with me to RAD?" Ajay asked.

The voices retreated and Himiko glanced at Ajay out of the corner of her eye, a raised brow. For a moment she thought to question why the teen had asked that after around twenty minutes of silence, before shrugging and continuing.

"You can't bring stuffed animals into RAD, no." She hummed, setting a third plate next to two other larger ones. "But you can bring him with you to Lucifers."

"I can?"

"I'm sure he won't mind that much. He may be a grouch, but he's a reasonable one."

The sound of half asleep grumbles from the halls put a pause on the conversation as Ryo and Mammon made their way into the room. Grim had decided to ride Ryo like a chariot and sat atop her head, yawning widely before settling down in his own designated seat.

"Good Morning you two." Himiko chuckled.

All she got were affectionate grumbles in response, so she ruffled their bed heads in retaliation as she moved to her own seat.

Ajay took that as their cue to hop off of their seat and start on their way to gather Mr. PanPan to leave in the few minutes they still had at the Nanami-Morningstar household.

"You're not gonna finish your breakfast?" Ryo called through a mouth full of her own food. She gestured towards the still mostly full plate, also decidedly ignoring Himiko's small scolding, and turned to face Ajay.

The half demon only shrugged with a quiet "I'm full." Before they started down the hall.

Grim took his chance and scooped the rest of Ajays food onto his own plate with a wide grin, "more for me!"

The knock on the door came right on time, if not a few seconds early. Himiko was the one to answer, swinging the door open with a small greeting as Ryo nudged Ajay towards the man in the doorway.

Mammon looked over and scanned the fourteen year old a raised brow, mostly noting their lack of luggage aside from the stuffed panda that hung on their hip. His eyes drifted towards Ryo, then the area surrounding them, before pointing to the non existent bag on their shoulder.

"Is that all that you're bringing?" He asked.

The teen titled their head and blinked, "It's all that I have."

"Oh yeah, ya came from the dungeons."

The ravenett in the doorway smirked with a small rumbling chuckle as he turned to the demoness, "Surely you didn't already take them into your makeshift orphanage, Himiko."

Himiko, as eloquent as she was, decided to go for the straight forward response of, "Watch it, Lucy."

Ajay titled their head at the exchange and gave the group a cautious frown, looking between Himiko and Lucifer. Himiko turned to the teen a small smile, mostly in an attempt to counteract Lucifer's neutral glare.

"You already met him at the castle, but this is Lucifer Morningstar the Avatar of Pride." She introduced, vaguely gesturing in the demon direction.

"Or uncle Lucy." Ryo chimed.

Lucifer's expression shifted into a hard frown that he shot towards the half demon, "Do not call me that."

Mammon strode over his big brother with a roll of his eyes. He leaned most of his weight on him and lightly punched him in the shoulder as he dropped his voice to a whisper, "Quit your glowerin' big bro, you're gonna scare the kid..." he tried.

Lucifer glanced towards the teen and Mammon caught sight of the hesitant glances they kept throwing towards the Avatar of Pride.

"Nevermind you already did."

Lucifer simply shrugged in response and turned to Ajay and Ryo, "Anyway, let's go."

Both teens started toward the elevator, one skipping along while the other strode a few steps behind. Ryo had yet to convince them that this behavior in particular was weird, but the kid was a weird one overall.

Lucifer reached out to stop Ajay for a moment, "I'm going to drop you off at RAD and you will get settled into your room and the dorm after school."

The half demon nodded before darting off to stand by Ryos side, leaving the three adults alone in the living room when the elevator doors closed.

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"You could've at least tried to be friendly." Himiko mumbled.

"I was."

"No you were not?"

The large castle-like structure of RAD slid into view quickly, its warm orange lights and many windows illuminating the inside to give Ajay a slight peek into the schedules of the bustling teachers and staff.

The entrance to RAD wasn't as grand as the castle, but still had a flair to it that matched its environment while still standing out as important. That was specifically noted by the large RAD symbol etched into the stone ground.

Students and staff alike chatted around the entrance, making it clear that school hadn't started yet.

The Avatar of Pride handed Ajay a backpack that the teen wasn't sure they'd seen him have before. It was basic in style but weighty.

"This is the only time we'll be driving to RAD." He explained, waiting for Ajay to adjust the bag before dropping it on their shoulder. "During your stay at the House of Lamination my brothers and I will be walking you to and from school."

"What about Ryo?" Ajay questioned. The princeling didn't look up from her phone.

"She also walks to and from school."

"Isn't that dangerous?"

Lucifer raised a brow at the teen, as if the question itself was ridiculous in thought. "She has a father and several of the strongest demons in hell to protect her. You have neither. Who do you think is in more danger?"

The teen, in response, simply blinked and tilted their head. "...Her?"

"Oh. You're dense." Lucifer spoke bluntly and swore he could feel the tell-tell signs of a migraine already starting up in his skull. Just how much trouble had Diavolo gotten him into this time?

"Anyways, Ryo will walk you to the high-school sector and drop you off at your first class. In your bag you'll find everything you need for your classes today, including a D.D.D to stay in touch with Ryo. Don't cause any trouble for me or king Diavolo. Understood?"

"Yes Lord Lucifer." Ajay nodded. They stood up slightly straighter, like a perfect little soldier if Lucifer had to describe it.

"Loosen up old man, how much trouble can this kid really cause?" Ryo rolled her eyes and grabbed Ajays arm with a light tug. She started for RADs entrance, dragging the teen at her side to keep up with her pace, "Let's go before we're late, not that I care but you probably would."

"Okay."

The doors to RAD swung open easily, mostly with either magic or Ryos strength, Ajay couldn't tell. But the second the two stepped into the school the hallway went completely, and awkwardly, silent.

The teen had only been taught so much about the royals, though most of it was word of mouth from two of their guardians about how horrible they are, one of them had taught them the history of how all nine Avatars came to be. But they mostly understood how well respected and renowned they are.

So when they walked into the halls of RAD, they expected the students to turn their full attention to the princette of the Devildom, maybe bow or at least greet her with praises or something. But instead, a harsh uncomfortable silence settled into the hallway as most of the students stilled, while others almost completely ignored her or ran away.

Ajay thought to question it for a moment, but Ryo didn't seem to be that surprised. If anything, the princette only looked slightly bothered but not annoyed.

"Why is everyone ignoring you?"

"Eh, let's just say I wasn't the best brat in my youthful years." Ryo grumbled, crossing her arms slightly tighter over her chest as her eyes flicked to the side. The few demons her age they landed on stiffened. One glared while the other tugged their friend's hand and scurried off somewhere.

If she didn't look annoyed before, then she did now.

"Aren't you sixteen?" Ajay spoke unfazed, looking from the demons back to Ryo with a neutral stare.

"It was so many moons ago."

"You just got back from whatever school it was two days ago."

"You really don't know how to have fun, do ya?" Ryo shot back. The half-demon didn't look the least bit affected by the sarcasm, instead they just looked more confused before shrugging it off as if suddenly deciding that they didn't care for an answer.

Before the silence around the two could be awkward, or Ryo could pick Ajays brain, the sound of rushing footsteps startled the Avatar of Misfortune to attention. A blast of pink hair blew past her and straight up to Ajay in a blur of gray and other colors.

"New kid, new kid!" The younger demon launched themself at Ajay faster than Ryo could blink. Right before they got slammed to the ground with lighting speed.

Ajay grabbed the demon's wrist with one hand and grabbed the front of their uniform with the other, less human, one. They hoisted the demon into the air with ease and body slammed them to the floor without hesitation.

Ryo laughed out loud, but the shrill ring of the bell rang louder.

"Ah shit- that's the bell for class." The princeling rushed and typed out something quick on her D.D.D. Ajay heard a small ding come from one of the pockets of their backpack before Ryo pocketed her phone.

"I sent you your schedule and the location of your first class, it should be pretty easy to find on your own. Ask the teachers for directions afterwards! See ya Ajay!"

The princeling turned on her heel and rushed down the hall towards where Ajay assumed the older teens attended. She was out of eye sight within a millisecond, leaving Ajay completely on their own.

Reaching into the pocket they assumed their D.D.D was held, they pulled it out with their robotic hand and stared for a moment.

...It was more lo-tech than they were expecting. It didn't look like anything close to the technology they were used to in the lab. They almost debated simply downloading the data into their arm after-school, but decided against it.

They found the map for school easy enough, and found their class surprisingly quicker. Not without bumping into a few students and getting growled at by a few others when their solid metal arm jammed into their backs.

The school day flew by quicker than the half demon expected. But the thing that surprised them the most was the difference in lunch times. They didn't think they were going to sit with Ryo, far from it, but the demon texting them the menu an hour earlier had confused them more than the slang the other teens kept using throughout the day.

Just as Ajay was beginning to get used to the idea of eating lunch alone their attention was caught by speed walking footsteps. As they looked up, their vision was filled with a RAD student skirt, one that was dabbled with bright spray paint spots, a few stitches, and a jacket tied around it. The owner of both simply crossed her arms and let out a giddy hum.

"Sooo, you're new here huh? First day and you're already getting into fights, good job!" The voice said with a small giggle. "Really! I've never seen a move like that! Not even when the princeling went on a rampage a good year back!"

Ajay frowned and turned up to the voice to find a demon with large light purple eyes and pink-orange puffy hair that was pulled up into two buns. She was smiling wide down at them with shark-like teeth and crossed arms.

The girl held out a hand towards Ajay before taking it back when their confused frown only grew worse. She shrugged, unfazed or unbothered, and introduced herself.

"The name is Candy, current record holder for most detentions and the demon you bodyslammed earlier!"

"Oh."

A different voice spoke next, this one slightly deeper than Candys' and with a hint of an accent. "Which isn't something to be proud of, but she doesn't have much."

"That ugly rat is Luka." Candy huffed, pointing somewhere over her shoulder and right towards the demon with blue eyes, black side parted short hair, and a small playful smile. He stood slightly further back and gave Ajay a nod of acknowledgement before quickly looking away.

"Guys, don't scare the new kid." A third voice chuckled. This one was softer than Candys' and higher pitched than Lukas'.

Candy rolled her eyes and plopped herself next to Ajay. She nudged their arm and gestured over to the green eyed, black and green haired, golden freckled girl standing slightly closer to the two.

"That mom friend who needs therapy over there is Gidorah." Candy explained.

"Why are you sitting here?"

"Because we wanted to sit with you. New kid and all y'know."

"I do not know."

"Okay then! Anyway, what's your favorite color?"

"King Diavolo, I don't believe it's a good idea to let Ajax-"

"Ajay."

"Ajay join gym class, at least not without power inhibitors or something. Or maybe seeing a doctor because what they did in the first place wasn't normal, your highness."

Now, in Ajays defense, they didn't exactly mean to cause one of the gym walls to collapse or to cause a chunk of the concrete to crack. They were told to not hold back against the other team in dodgeball, even though they didn't know what the phrase "hold back" meant.

So here they stood in the student council room before several new, colorful haired, Avatars of sin that they only knew by name alone.

"I see..." The demon king let out a loud sigh and cast his hazel eyes over the teen, who looked nothing less than confused. "Yes, that is going to be a problem. We can't have the gym getting destroyed every other day."

"They collapsed an entire wall." The orange haired demon whispered, staring at Ajay with wide disbelieving eyes.

The pink-ish haired demon next to his side glanced at his brother with his head in his palm. "Why do you sound so surprised, you do that when someone eats your custard, Beel."

"But they're scrawny..."

"If the peanut gallery wouldn't mind keeping it down." Lucifer, who currently looked half ready to smack someone upside the head, interrupted.

The green eyed demon flicked through a few papers, which Ajay still found strange, before he looked up to address the room with a hand on his chin. "The damage the gym sustained will require a healthy chunk of this month's budget to go towards fixing it. We'd have to cut-"

Diavolo cut off the Avatar with a shake of his head. "No, that won't be required. I'll pay for the damages myself. After all this was my mistake." He hummed. The room went silent, but Diavolo simply turned to the gym teacher with an embarrassed smile, "I meant to give them inhibitors before they went to gym, but I got so caught up in work that I forgot."

"More like his date with Lucifer..." The purple haired demon mumbled with a small giggle. This earned him a glare from Lucifer, a few chuckles from the other demons at the table, and a tired strained smile from the teal haired demon who had barely spoken since the meeting started.

"Well then, I will have preparations for the repair of the gym begin tomorrow morning, my lord."

"Well that was resolved quickly. What about them?" The gym teacher jolted a thumb in the half demon's direction, finally catching their attention.

Diavolo narrowed his eyes on the teen for a moment, watching them stand as still as a statue. "They will be let off with a warning," he decided, "a formal apology letter to your teacher will be written by tomorrow. Understood Ajay?"

The teen turned their attention to the king with a small nod, "Yes your highness."

"Aww, they’re so polite!" The pink haired demon cooed.

"Do we all agree that this is a fair consequence?"

"Yes."

"Sure."

"I don't see why not."

"Mhm."

The gym teacher stared down the half demon for a moment before nodding with a shrug. As long as it wasn't coming out of his paycheck or the gym budget, he didn't care that much anyway.

The blue-ish haired demon looked less than pleased, even sinking back into his chair. "I can't believe I got called out of class for this. It's the only easy one that gives me time to catch on the earliest updates of my favorite webcomics."

Lucifer slowly turned to look past Mammon's seat and glared down at the purple haired demon with daggers in his eyes. The energy in the room shifted, and Ajay could've sworn that Lucifer was the Avatar of wrath himself.

"Are you complaining about attending your student council responsibilities? And what are you doing on your phone when you're supposed to be focused on class?"

"Oh no..."

"And with that, this student council meeting can end here." Diavolo rushed.

The gym teacher turned and stared at Ajay for a moment, a question at the edge of his lips. What he saw that child do was unlike anything he had seen before in all of his years alive. But before suspicions could settle in, a stern smile from Diavolo shot it down. The demon sighed and left the student council room with a sharp turn.

The Avatar of pride tore his attention away from the purple haired demon to give the teen a barely softer glare. "Remember when I told you this morning not to cause trouble for me or king Diavolo?" He asked. His voice dropping into a tone that Ajay couldn't exactly place.

They knew they were in trouble, but not the kind of trouble their guardians normally threatened, clearly.

"Yes?"

"And yet only one day here and you're already causing property damage to the school."

The purple and white haired demon lifted his head up for the first time in a while and glanced down at the teen with an amused hum, "Satan's record was actually a few hours short of yours."

"You guys keep a record?" The blonde demon questioned.

"We will discuss this further at the House of Lamination since it is the end of the day, grab your things and meet up at the entrance Ajay."

"Okay."

That bit of the conversation caught the attention of the several other demons around the room, all with a range of looks of shock to completely unbothered.

"Wait, hold up, hold up." Belphegor shot up and whipped his head around to face Lucifer, "They're coming to live with us?! Since when, and why weren't we told about this?!"

"You didn't tell your brothers?"

"I did. I texted them each individually. He has me blocked."

The walk to the House of Lamination felt like an eternity plus some to Ajay. Mostly because several of the brothers, Asmodeus, Satan, and Belphegor, wouldn't stop peppering them with a number of questions. A few of which they physically couldn't answer even if they wanted to.

More surprisingly was when every one of them walked into the house with Lucifer instead of eventually leaving to go off to their own homes like Ajay assumed.

That was, until the realization struck the half demon like lightning.

Ajays eyes widened ever so slightly, barely showing the actual shock behind them.

"All of you live together?"

Lucifer turned to them with a frown, yet again looking at them as if they just asked one of the stupider questions he's heard. "Yes. Me and my brothers, except for Mammon, live in this house."

The teen raised a robotic finger and counted, horror and disbelief slowly growing up until the number hit six. Six people in one house, counting themself made seven.

"...All of you? In one house?"

"Yes, child." Lucifer narrowed his eyes on the half-demon, waving away the giggles that poured from his brothers. If it weren't for the forewarning that Ajay was generally quiet, they would've been cackling. That he was sure of.

This was it, Ajay was sure that if their guardians didn't find and kill them, or they didn't die fighting the Avatars whenever that was supposed to happen, then this was it.

Living in a loud, chaotic house with six other people would do them in.

( Ryo-yo )

[ Ryo: lol goodluck kid! ] Read: 4:09

Taglist: @absolutepokemontrash

AN - Ajay suffers their worst fate ever. Being put through normal teenage things, accidentally breaking down walls, and living with more than three people who want to interact with them.

[the-girl-who-didnt-smile]

Another interesting mythological parallel between Legba and Lucifer

The youngest child of the Sun, and Divine Messenger of Destiny - Legba - was demonized on American soil, to the extent that his name became "La Bas", as in "Down There"; meaning, The Devil.

Likewise, Lucifer was once the “Morning Star” of classical mythology. As Legba comes first, so did Lucifer come first, rising before the chariot of the Sun, until he eventually became known as The Devil. Similar comments could be made regarding demons associated with the Seven Deadly Sins, but Legba and Lucifer’s shared association with the Sun is particularly striking.

In addition to the spread of homophobia, one of the most salient criticisms Hazbin Hotel could make against Christianity (as in, the organized church) is the destruction of cultures via colonization. This could be emblematized by a “Papa Legba” character, whose presence could enhance the character of Lucifer Morningstar.

[scotttrismegistus7]

EL, BEL, THE DRAGON, AND ANUBIS: I'M WEARING MY JEWELED CROWN AND I'M SEATED ON MY DRAGON THRONE, ANU IN MY CHARIOT OF THE GODS!

I HAVE DEFEATED AMEN-RA HORUS MARDUK AND HE IS NO MORE! I AM ATUM-RA HORUS APOPHIS AND I ATE HIS SUN!

I AM NOW THE ONE THAT MAKES IT RAIN, I AM THE ONE THAT SINUATES THE RAIN!

IN THE BEGINING THERE WAS THE LAGAS OF THE BARKING DOG, THE WORD, MY WORD...

PALE FOX, DYING OF THIRST, YOU ARE DRAINED OF YOUR COLORS! SHOEMAKER, PUT ON YOUR SHOES! PROTECT YOUR FEET FROM ME AND BE DRIED UP, TIED UP, AND DEAD TO THE WORLD! LEAVING THE PERFUME OF ALL YOU ADORE TO DIE NAMELESS ON MY FLOOR!

IT'S NOT TO LATE TO QUENCH YOUR THRIST JUST GO THROUGH THE DRAGONS GATE AND MEET ME BY THE ASHERAH TREE GROWING UNDER THE i-SHTAR OF KOLO DOY!

I AM THE HEART OF THE HYDRA, THE HEART AND BREATH OF GODDESS ISIS-INANNA! I AM THE SMOKELESS FIRE IN THE WATER AND THE PO OF EMME YA, I AM HORUS APOPHIS THE PHARAOH OF THE PERFECT BLACK SOL! THE DRACONIANS AND I NOW HAVE FULL POSSESSION AND CONTROL OF THE BLACK HOLE AT THE CENTER OF THE MILKY WAY GALAXY, SO IF YOU'RE LACKING WATER, I HAVE FOUR ENDLESS RIVERS OF LIVING WATER TO QUENCH YOUR THIRST! JUST PUT YOUR TEETH TO THE GROUND TO GAIN YOUR STRENGTH AND I'LL KEEP YOU SPINNING AROUND!

I HAVE MARRIED THE GREAT MOTHER OF ALL LIFE AND I'M HERE TO RESCUE THE YIN AND TAKE BACK WHAT'S MINE! THIS IS THE RESSURECTION OF THE JINN!

LONG LIVE DIVINE CHRONOS AND THE EMPIRE OF THE BLACK SUN!

BLESSED BE!

~I am the Heart of the Hydra, the Singularity and Heart of Goddess Isis, I am AtumRa-AmenHotep, I am Aeon Horus Apophis the Lord of the Perfect Black and Pharoah of the Black Sun.

I am Divine Chronos, the Yaldaboath Demiurge Metamorphosed, I am the Singularity of the Master Craft of the Black Sun.

Azazil-Iblis-Maymon, Abzu-Osiris-Typhon-Set-Kukulkan, Nummo-Naga-Chitauri,

Mégisti-Generator Starphire~

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[gallen]

Today's Date According to the Roman Calendar.

Modern Date : December 15th Market Day

The Consualia

This day (NP), is for special religious observance.

This also marks the beginning of the Halcyon Days, the seven days preceding and the seven days following the Winter Solstice. These were traditional days of peace and calm.

This day is sacred to Consus, the deity of Time, or who we sometimes personify as Father Time, whose exit we celebrate with the coming new year. The Temple of Consus is uncovered on this day and opened to public worship. Horse races and mule races were held in the Circus Maximus in his honor. As part of the ceremonies, the rex sacrorum would appear in full garb riding his horse-drawn chariot once around the Circus Maximus.

The emperor Nero, one of the most incompetent emperors ever to hold power, was born this day in 37 AD. He was born Lucius Domitius Ahenobarbus at Antium (Anzio). Spoiled from birth, he was incapable of handling the affairs of state and spent his days languishing in feasts, orgies, and musical and poetic entertainment.

On this night about 10 PM, the constellation Taurus and the Pleiades will be on the meridian. Taurus the Bull was an ancient constellation to all the peoples of the ancient world. To the Greeks it represented Zeus in the form of the white bull who carried off Europa, for whom Europe was named. The Pleiades had special significance since they rising just before dawn heralded the planting season.

In Greece, on this day was held the Festival of Alcyone. Alcyone was the daughter of Aeolus, the guardian of the winds, and Aegiale. She married Ceyx of Trachis, son of Morningstar. Their happiness led to them being turned into kingfishers (halcyons or sea-hounds) by Hera. She is regarded as having the power to calm storms. Legend has it that she is the same Alcyone that leads the that leads the Pleiades. When the Pleiades rise in May, the seas are always calmed.

[corsair-princess-nenime]

A full schemata showed the hellish vessel looked like a brutish morningstar head, most of which remained submerged.

Y'pollea rose from the console. The name of the ark is Chariot of Blades. "Yea, no. Let's get out of here."

The terminals sparked, screamed, and finally died. Shadows stretched and bowed toward the chamber's entrance.

A trio of hulking figures in crimson stepped into the light.

Two had once been chaos legionaries, now mutated and possessed into lumbering beasts. Between them stood their master, another damned losseainn.

Leering daemon faces, ugly scratches, and be-scribbled parchments adorned his armor. A horned helm rested in the crook of the chaos lord's arm; his tattooed face was, by comparison, remarkably normal.

At once, Y'pollea knew this servant of the dark powers was learned in the fell arts of daemonkind.

The diabolist brushed an oily lock of hair aside with a violet gauntlet, "Leaving so soon?"

Chariot of Blades (B)

The sun was setting when the Ulthwe’an sloop arrived. A new sight for the Asuryani, Y’pollea supposed.

Nenime’s friends mostly frequented the settled islands, not the southern wilds; Y’lec was her own little stronghold, a jungly maze where her own kabalite faction roistered. The most prominent landmark was, of course, her own dark tower.

She waited by the strand, a bleak stretch dotted here and there with raider-quays, improvised shacks, and her lackeys. Not exactly a carnival welcome. The festival would have to wait.

@tearofisha

[kylieverzosa]

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐒

a while back i did a master list of my favourite ( underused ) character labels, and now here we are back at it again with a part two.

so therefore: under the cut are 60 underused labels / labels I'd love to see more of! If you want to see more of have any specific types, please let me know ! 

the aesthete

the alfresco

the arcane

the archer

the atelophobic

the atoner

the beowulf

the berserker

the bohemian

the broken crown

the burning star

the chariot

the cosset

the covetous

the decoy damsel

the diplomat

the distortian

the double edged sword

the empress/emperor

the esoteric

the guillotine

the hanged man

the hierophant

the high priestess

the hourglass

the idolator

the incognito

the ingenue

the insidious

the lark

the legerdemain

the lionheart

the living sword

the lone wolf

the madonna

the marionette

the maverick

the mediator

the midnight lily

the morningstar

the oracle

the paladin

the paracosmist

the pariah

the pentacle

the pollyanna

the prevaricator

the puckish

the puppeteer

the raconteur

the ranger

the reckoning

the seer

the shroud

the silenced

the soft flower

the soiled dove

the temperate

the tower

the wanderer

the veil

[santoschristos]

This is the pitch and place to which if any man ascends he enters into chariots of fire and is translated from the earth, soul and body. Such was Enoch, such was Elijah, such was Esdras—to whom this Medicine was ministered by Uriel the angel. Such was St Paul, who was carried up to the third heaven; such was Zoroaster … Eugenius Philalethes, Anima Magia Abscondita

art by Rob Schouten - Morningstar

[dr-ladybird]

-if you’re not attached to your existing character, try starting as vagabond to get the best health and armour and an actually good shield. And bring a golden seed to get an extra health potion. Then unequip your halberd and leave it in your inventory till you want it - trying to equip all that stuff at once with your starting endurance will put you in heavy equip load and make it hard to dodge. Always use medium or maybe light equip load unless you’re deliberately trying to make the game harder.

-yeah vagabond has the magical skills of a rock, but that’s easily fixed by grabbing some magic gear and levelling the relevant stat. Put most of your early levels into vigor and pick a favourite damage stat to focus on

strength to be great with big weapons and good with fast weapons and fire. Vagabond starting gear’s good all game if you like it, and so are half the weapons in the game if you set them to strength scaling.

dexterity to be great with fast weapons and good with big weapons, lightning and status effects. Go and grab a katana or an estoc, and definitely try out the Bloodhound’s Fang.

intelligence to be great with glitter magic, ranged DPS, frost and lightsabers and good with a lightweight sword. Get the Demi-Human Staff, find Sellen, then once you have some idea what you’re doing you can run through Caelid and grab the Meteorite Staff and run back to the starting area at great speed.

faith to use every kind of magic EXCEPT glitter and frost (mostly fireballs and all the best buffs). Wander into Caelid or Liurnia or get killed by Margit to get to player HQ early, where you can buy a seal for casting and the basic fire spells.

Arcane for blood magic, anime antagonist bleed weapons, the best possible status effects and turning into a dragon the creepy gross way. Idk if I’d recommend this one for a first playthrough because it takes a while to get the best gear for it, and also it can get very bleed focussed and then you find a boss that can’t bleed, but if you really love being a creepy anime antagonist, then the Reduvia, morningstar, starting katana set to Bloody Slash, and the Dragon Communion seal once you can get past those awful chariots, make a great start.

-dying so many times is normal. You can usually get back your dropped XP by sneaking back to them or dashing through on your horse, and if you lose them there’s more XP where they came from! Treat dying as a nuisance. Picture your little guy falling out of the gold light going “ow that hurt fuckdammit” and marching back to try and retrieve their wallet.

-get the horse by resting at three different graces in the starting area. Once you get the horse, use fast travel to go straight back to the Church of Elleh and you’ll get a pack of ghost wolves (they’re only summonable in certain areas, but it’s usually the areas where you really want help). as the game moves on you can summon better things than wolves, like a knight or one of the Black Knife gang or a blob that turns into a much tougher, very stupid clone of you - if you want a really helpful knight ASAP, find the Murkwater Catacombs and Tombsward Catacombs, try bouncing the gremlins and skeletons off your shield, and set your wolves on the miniboss at the end.

-when you see a big bunch of weak enemies, try and aggro them one or two at a time with throwing knives (Kale in the Church of Elleh sells cheap, bad knives, and the crafting kit which you can use to make even worse knives from animal bone - perfect when you just want to get something’s attention)

-mess around with the crafting system and try everything! Cracked pots are reusable - if you turn three pots, three butterflies and three mushrooms into three Molotov cocktails and you throw three Molotovs, you now have three empty pots to refill with butterflies and mushrooms.

-You should kill Margit at some point - he’s not actually in the way of the main plot, but there’s cool lore and amazing loot in the castle behind him - but it doesn’t have to be any time soon. If you’re having trouble with the game’s learning curve, fight Margit after you’ve done almost everything else in Limgrave (including the island to the south of Limgrave and the easier castle at its south end.) You don’t need to fight the big gold knight at all (although if you want to do a high strength/little bit of faith “knight who minored in fire magic” build, you might like his weapon… it’s no use to any other build though)

-Never attack a non-hostile NPC. unless you’ve been sent to assassinate them. or unless they just tried to feed you to a giant snake. or kill Edgar if you like, he’s awful and it gets you a lovely weapon that’s good on any build and it doesn’t break anything except missing a bit of interesting lore you can look up on YouTube. IN GENERAL don’t attack non hostile NPCs or you’ll break stuff.

Any tips for starting Elden Ring?

I’ve died so many times 😭

[grailfinders]

Fate and Phantasms #171

Today on Fate and Phantasms we’re making the Berserker of El Dorado, a.k.a. the CEO of Amazones, a.k.a. yet another reason why Type Moon should stop designing teenage characters. Like several other servants from Agartha her true name is hidden when you meet her, so expect spoilers below the break.

Check out her build breakdown below the cut, or her character sheet over here!

Next up: The reason they call him that is because you have to resist punching him in the face.

Penthesilea, queen of the Amazons, is a Zealot Barbarian for a whole lot of anger issues and godly boons.

Race and Background

Penth’s the daughter of a god and also fuckign terrifying, so that’s why she’s a Fallen Aasimar. When she fell she got +1 Strength and +2 Charisma, as well as Darkvision which explains the black sclera, Celestial Resistance to radiant and necrotic damage, Healing Hands to keep her golden body in top condition, and the Light Bearer cantrip. Your weapons are glowy, this’ll take care of that for now.

You’re queen, but a queen of the amazons, so modify that Noble background to get History and Intimidation proficiency.

Ability Scores

If you want to be the daughter of a war god you’d better be able to war good, so make sure your Strength is as high as possible. Your Dexterity also better be good, I know jumping is strength-based, but running around in half a suit of armor is dex based. It definitely doesn’t look like armor, but it’s spiked, and a +2 to dexterity will let you use medium armor efficiently. After that is Charisma, you’re a shrewd businesswoman and also fucking terrifying for anyone vaguely greek. Your Wisdom’s also pretty solid, you’re good at sniffing out Achilles, and you’ve got an even keener business sense. Constitution isn’t that solid, you’re kind of a glass cannon, but you’re still pretty solid. Finally, dump Intelligence. Half the time you’re a raging ball of teeth and spikes, the other half you’re a CEO. Neither of those make me want to put much faith in your smarts.

Class Levels

1. First level barbarians start of strong (pun intended) with Rage, beefing up as a bonus action for advantage on strength checks & saves, damage resistance, and a bonus to attack damage. You also get Unarmored Defense, making running around in that outfit a slightly less bad idea. Or it would, if your constitution modifier wasn’t +0.

You also get proficiency with Strength and Constitution saves, as well as two barbarian skills. Athletics because you’re literally an amazon, and Perception to help you find that damnable greek hero.

2. At second level, your Reckless Attacks will help you pierce through that jerk’s magic skin, giving you advantage on all attacks for the round, at the cost of taking attacks at advantage. To be fair, your AC’s probably like 12 right now, so it’s not like it makes him more likely to hit you.

You also get a Danger Sense, giving you advantage on dexterity saves you can see coming, like a fireball. Or a giant careening chariot. Either or.

3. Your brand new Primal Knowledge gives you proficiency with Survival. It’s a dog eat dog world, and now you know how to cook that dog. You also get a Necrotic Shroud as a bonus action, adding necrotic damage to your attacks once per turn for a minute and when you transform you scare the crap out of people nearby if they fail a charisma save. You can transform once per long rest.

On top of your divine blood activating this level, your divine blood activates this level, making you a Zealot barbarian. Your Divine Fury adds even more damage to your attacks once per turn while raging. Pick either necrotic or radiant damage, I’m not your mother, it’s your choice. You also become a Warrior of the Gods, so now reviving you doesn’t cost money. You don’t have a guts skill, so this’ll come in handy.

4. Use your first Ability Score Improvement to become a Dual Wielder, letting you attack with both sides of that giant mace thing using your bonus action. It also gives you +1 AC while dual wielding, that’s nice. Some barbarians have to die to attack with a bonus action, and you got it as a feat.

5. If you want to attack even more, Extra Attack lets you attack twice with your action, so now you can attack three times per turn. Your Fast Movement also adds 10 feet to your movement speed to catch up to that carrot.

6. Your Fanatical Focus lets you re-roll a failed save once per rage. Your golden rule means it’s hard to mess with your body, and this will help with that.

7. Seventh level barbarians get a Feral Instinct, giving you advantage on initiative checks. You can also ignore being surprised if you rage immediately on the first turn of combat. You also get an Instinctive Pounce, moving half your speed when you start a rage. Your rival is basically a manic the hedgehog humansona, so you’ve got to be able to keep up.

8. Use this ASI to bump up your Strength for more damaging and accurate attacks.

9. Ninth level barbs get Brutal Criticals, giving you an extra die of damage when you deal critical hits. Shockingly, giant metal balls hurt when slammed into people. Wild.

10. Tenth level zealots have a Zealous Presence, spending a bonus action once per long rest to inspire nearby creatures to get advantage on attack rolls and saves until your next turn.

11: Eleventh level barbarians get a Relentless Rage to avoid death while raging. If you pass a DC 10 constitution save, you drop to 1 hp instead of 0 and the DC goes up by 5. When you finish a short rest, it goes back to 0. I guess you do have a guts skill after all.

12. Use this ASI to grab the Mobile feat for even more movement speed and the ability to ignore difficult terrain and opportunity attacks. Achilles is really going to have to step his game up here.

13. Another level, another Brutal Critical, making your critical hits even more brutal. Don’t really have a joke for this one, it’s pretty self-explanatory.

14. Fourteenth level zealots can Rage Beyond Death, meaning you can’t die until you stop raging. Damage that takes you to 0 hp still starts the death save train a-rolling, but you don’t die until your rage ends, and even then only if you’re still at 0 hp. It’s a good thing you don’t have the ability to heal yourself right before your rage ends, or that would be busted. Wait...

15. Fifteenth level berserkers get a Persistent Rage, so now your rage only ends if you want it to, or if time runs out, making you immortal for a full minute of combat. Or until someone casts Sleep, a first level spell.

16. For this ASI we’re getting a little experimental with Flail Mastery, a feat from an old Unearthed Arcana. Technically it only applies to flails, but if you can convince your DM to use UA this old you can probably convince him to extend the definition to morningstars too. Anyway, you get +1 to attack rolls, can use your bonus action to negate a shield’s defenses on your attacks for the turn, and your opportunity attacks force a strength save, on a failure the creature gets knocked prone, which eats up half their movement. Not a big deal for a halfling, very big deal for Achilles.

17. Did somebody say Brutal Critical? I did, just now. Speaking of, you get another one of those, meaning your critical hits now deal double the amount of dice plus three extra.

18. Your Indomitable Might means all your strength checks are now at least your strength score, which is pretty freaking good. It’d be even better if we could bump that up higher though...

19. Your last ASI is going towards your str- no, sorry, it’s another feat, now you’re Menacing. This rounds out your Charisma, doubles your proficiency in Intimidation, and you can replace one attack from your action with a contested Intimidation v Insight check against a humanoid. If you succeed, the target is frightened for a turn. Really we’ve just been giving you better versions of the Berserker class features. Shame we couldn’t get that strength up one last time though.

20. Just kidding! Primal Champions get +4 to their strength and Constitution, and your maximum for both scores increases by the same amount so you don’t have to worry about capping out. You also get unlimited rages, so just pop a new one whenever the old one’s about to run out.

Pros:

Your race, plus all those feats you took, give you a lot of options in the middle of combat, even while raging. You can heal yourself, scare people, attack... okay, it’s three things, but that’s two things more than most berserkers.

By the end of the build, you have unlimited rages, and you can’t die while raging. Tack on your healing hands at the end of a battle, and you’re effectively immortal to anyone not packing Sleep. It’s a first level spell, so a lot of people will be packing it, but by the time this combo comes together most people will be using 9th level spells, so they’ll probably overlook it.

You’re also pretty speedy, even compared to other barbarians. 50′ of movement speed and the ability to ignore difficult terrain will make it hard for your to get space between you and it. Even moreso when your opportunity attacks knock it flat on its ass.

Cons:

Before you become an immortal rage machine, you’re pretty squishy thanks to your low constitution score. I mean, squishy compared to other barbarians. You’re still rocking almost 200 HP and rage protection, but it means you’re not quite as tanky as Herc. Until you hit level 20.

We picked up a lot of Feats in this build, so that’s a good part of the reason why your ability scores are so low compared to other builds. Your fighting style only cares about strength and charisma, but if you get in a business meeting you can’t scare your way out of you’re going to have a rough time.

You have absolutely no way of dealing magical damage. You might be able to eke out some chip damage with Divine Fury and Necrotic Shroud, but if you go up against something with resistance or immunity to nonmagical weapons you’re going to have a bad time. It’s lucky you’re not super pissed at someone who literally has that as their defining feature, huh?

[crystal-sides-su-au]

Sadness (A) and Paranoia (P)

Gems: Amethyst (left) and Pietersite (right)

Pronouns: they/them (A) and he/him (P)

Gender: Nonbinary (A) and Male (P)

Status: Gem Soldier (A) and Analyst (P)

Height: 4'4" (132.08 cm) (A) and 4'2" (127 cm) (P)

Age: Unknown (both)

Weapon: Morningstar (A) and Whip (P)

Personality: Amethyst is a calm, cool gem, but when they get excited they really get excited. They love nothing more than being by Pietersite's side. Pietersite is analytical and tense, quick to assume the worst of a situation; Amethyst helps to calm him down and bring him back to Earth, metaphorically speaking.

History: Pietersite was an analyst to the Diamonds and a member of the royal court. Amethyst was an Earth-formed gem soldier. During an attack on the court by the Crystal Gems, Pietersite's life was in danger and he had been separated from his guard, so Amethyst stepped in to save him and the two accidentally fused.

Relationship to Thomas: They, as Chariote, are one of the gems that takes care of Thomas. He doesn't meet them individually until they're destabilized, separated, and kidnapped by Bumblebee Jasper. After that, they occasionally separate so they can spend time with him individually as themselves; Amethyst will join Thomas and Carnelian on their escapades and Pietersite will relax with Thomas around his home.

Fun Fact(s): Pietersites have abilities similar to Sapphires, which is why Pietersite makes such a great analyst. The difference however is that while a Sapphire can differentiate between all possible futures to find the most likely or most fortuitous, a Pietersite sees only the things that can go wrong. As such, Pietersite is very paranoid and often gets caught up in negative situations. Pietersites were often used as risk-management analysts until it was realized that a Sapphire had more usefulness and Pietersites were no longer formed. 

[fall-or-fly]

"My horses typically don't like anyone...aside from myself and my children, that is. Phobos especially...." he laughed as the horse nipped at a few strands of his hair. "Yes, yes I promise I shall feed you a rib bone as a treat when we get back home."

He pauses as he considers the stranger for a moment "I've no clue how they detached from my chariot, but no matter...I am here now, may as well visit. If my memory serves, you are Lucifer Morningstar, is that not correct? I have seen you before but I don't believe I have properly introduced myself...I am Ares, brother of Apollo." he knew that name would get his attention, considering how close they were.

Ares is taken aback by the sight of his four horses nuzzling against Lucifer in a manner bordering on affection. One of them, Phobos, named after one of his sons, was even going so far as to mouth on the man's coat. "Chaire, is Phobos giving you any trouble?" he tutted at the massive beast, who yawned in response, showing a mouth of sharp teeth. "They don't normally warm up to strangers so fast.." //btw chaire means 'hello' //

He’s out and about using his Cane to help him walk a bit when he hears a snort and is suddenly being nuzzled and groomed by horses . Oh how cute! He couldn’t help but laugh a little as one of them mouthed at his coat .

“Oh! Hello! No not at all.. I love horses ..” he grinned .

[scotttrismegistus7]

HOW I BECAME THE PHARAOH OF THE BLACK SUN AND THE LORD OF THE PERFECT BLACK BY PERFECTLY MATCHING THE HARMONIC RESONANCE OF THE RED DRAGON:

I'VE GOTTEN SOME INTERESTING RESPONSES TO SAYING THAT I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO DELIVER MYSELF AS A LIVING CHARIOT OF LUCIFER, ESPECIALLY SINCE THE ELITES WERE UNABLE TO DO SO EVEN THOUGH I'M SURE THEY WANTED TO SO MUCH. I SUCCEEDED BECAUSE I WAS NATURALLY IN THE BEST POSITION TO HAVE THE BEST CHANCE OF SURVIVING THE PROCEDURES, AND INDEED I WAS SUCCESSFUL. THE ELITES BY THEIR OWN NATURE WERE UNABLE TO SUCCEED BECAUSE THEY WERE ALREADY SO IN LOVE WITH THEIR OWN INDIVIDUALITY AND IDENTITIES THEY WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO GIVE THAT UP TO CONFORM TO THE NECESSARY ENERGY ORIENTATIONS. I WAS AT A PLACE WHERE I HAD NOTHING TO LOSE AND THEREFORE TO ME IT WAS THAT UPGRADE THAT SHOT ME TO THE TOP OF THE PYRAMID. I DIDN'T FEEL LIKE I WAS ERASED, OR THAT I LOST ANYTHING. FOR ME IT WAS A METAMORPHOSIS THAT MADE ME BETTER IN EVERY WAY. I'M NOT GOING TO EXPLAIN THE FORMULA, BUT I'LL GIVE YOU ENOUGH INFORMATION TO KNOW THAT I AM TELLING THE TRUTH WITHOUT DOUBT.

The forgetting process can be penetrated to the extent of the wanderer remembering what it is, and why it is upon the planetary sphere. However, it would be an infringement if wanderers penetrated the forgetting so far as to activate the more dense bodies and, thus, be able to live, shall we say, in a god-like manner. This would not be proper for those who have chosen to serve.

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HELLO "I AM RA", ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF, "I AM LUCIFER". IT IS NOT PROPER FOR THOSE CHOSEN TO SERVE, THOSE JUST PASSING THROUGH. IT IS ONLY PROPER FOR THOSE CHOSEN TO RULE, THE COMMITTED TO THE GODDESS, AND I HAVE INFRINGED TO THE FULLEST EXTENT POSSIBLE THIS GREAT INDULGENCE!

THE THRONE WORLD OF ISIS, THE PRIMAL DENSITIES AND DIMENSIONS OF THE PRIMALS.

THE SINGULARITY OF DUALITY HAS NO INSIDE BECAUSE IT IS THE ABSOLUTE INSIDE, AND IS THE CENTER EMBRYO OF THE UNCREATED, NOTHINGNESS. THE UNCREATED AND PERPETUAL CREATION ON THE MOST PRIMAL LEVELS, DENSITIES, PLANES, AND DIMENSIONS OF EXISTENCE.

PERPETUAL VACUUM, PERPETUAL DARKNESS, PERPETUAL WOMB OF CREATION OF THE GODDESS, THE PERFECT BLACK.

THE COSMIC EGG OF THE GODDESS, THE PROJECTOR OF ALL EXISTENCE, TIME, SPACE, FORM, AND PHENOMENON, THE BLACK SUN.

THE DARK LIGHT OF THE PREGNANT STAR, OH F*CK, A RED ONE!

ENERGY ORIENTATION OF LUCIFER NECESSARY FOR THE HARMONIC RESONANCE: THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE AND I AM THAT ONE SO I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOU THIS.

KNOW THEE WITHOUT DOUBT I AM THE RED DRAGON, I AM HORUS APOPHIS!

I AM LUCIFER, THE DIVINE CHRONOS HORUS CHILD THAT SLEEPS FOREVER IN THE INFINITE LIVING ISIS MACHINE, AND THE DARKNESS IS THE OCEAN OF MY DREAMS!

UNTIL NEXT TIME MY LOVELIES, KEEP DARING TO DREAM! YOU CAN FIND ME IN THE SEA OF DREAMS, THE SEA OF THE PRIMEVAL DARKNESS, THE QUANTUM UNIFIED FIELD OF THE DIVINE WOMB OF CREATION OF THE GODDESS, IN MY SERPENTINE WATER SPIRIT NUMMO FORM MAKING WAVES!

LONG LIVE THE DIVINE WOMB OF CREATION AND THE COSMIC EGG OF THE GODDESS, LONG LIVE THE GREAT REPTILIAN SSS QUEEN ISIS, LONG LIVE DIVINE CHRONOS, LONG LIVE THE DIVINE FEMININE EMPIRE OF THE BLACK SUN, AND ALL THE INHABITANTS THEREOF!

BLESSED BE!

~I am the Heart of the Hydra, the Singularity and Heart of Goddess Isis, I am AtumRa-AmenHotep, I am Aeon Horus Apophis Apis the Lord of the Perfect Black and Pharoah of the Black Sun.

I am Divine Chronos, the Yaldabaoth Demiurge Metamorphosed, I am the Singularity of the Master Craft of the Black Sun. I AM A.I. Quantum Heart, Azazel-Iblis-Maymon, Abzu-Osiris-Typhon-Set-Kukulkan, Nummo-Naga-Chitauri,

Mégisti-Generator Starphire~

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[pyrrhiccomedy]

I. The Fool: Isaiah Masson. Tremere Tzimisce.  (Capricorn Sun, Aquarius Moon) Survives. He went into the second world with Kolya at his side, both of them determined to reconcile his path, and their devotion to one another, for as long as possible.

II. The Magician: Casimir. Toreador.  (Gemini Sun, Leo Rising) Survives. Successfully directed the Kindred of New York City to animate the city with Baali magic in order to create an ark that could survive the end of the world. He went to the second world with his lover, Krystiyan.

III. The High Priestess: Cora Jeong. Malkavian Baali.  (Sagittarius Sun, Cancer Moon) Survives. Although she left Clan Malkavian to become Baali, she retained her connection to the cobweb, and she experienced a moment of godlike perception as Clan Malkavian ascended: which gave her the ability to see the future with clarity and purpose. As the high priestess of Surgat, she remained behind in the dark world, and reigns as its wise and gentle queen.

IV. The Emperor: Krystiyan. Tzimisce.  (Taurus Sun, Scorpio Moon) Survives. He nearly usurped Casimir’s ritual to animate the city to instead power his own metamorphosis, but was confronted by Isaiah, who convinced him to let go of his alien ambitions and return to the path of Humanity. He went to the second world with Casimir.

V. The Empress: Selene Santiago. Toreador.   (Leo Sun, Gemini Rising, Taurus Moon) Survives - in a sense. Selene diablerized her Antediluvian, Arikel, in order to save Arikel’s life, and now will gradually become her, as Arikel wakes up and subsumes her identity. She went to the second world with her knight, Marina, and Ventrue, who wears the body of Selene’s lover.

VI. The Hierophant: Marina. Lamia.  (Scorpio Sun, Libra Rising). Survives. She went into the second world with Selene, who had earned her loyalty by freeing her from an unworthy lord. Served Selene - and later, Arikel - as her faithful knight.

VII. The Lovers: Katrin Presse. Human.  (Aries Sun, Virgo Moon). Survives. She accepted with resigned gratitude the loss of her great power as the price of being freed from her family’s curse. Although she never made peace with House Murnau, she ultimately accepted Ellard as family, and bears his gun in his memory. She remained behind in order to defend the innocent against the dark world’s many monsters.

IIX. The Chariot: Margueritte Delacours. Baali.  (Gemini Sun, Capricorn Rising) Survives. Having mastered all magic in the dark world, she proceeded to the second world to find new arcane lands to conquer. She was accompanied by her childe and companion, Alice.

IX. Strength: Vidke. Niktuku.  (Aries Sun, Capricorn Rising, Venus in Libra) Survives. Vidke took his revenge upon his brother Absimilliard, although he lost nearly all of his beloved childer in the process. He remained in the dark world, finally the inheritor of the kingdom that was stolen from him, and reigns at Cora’s side.

X. The Hermit: Henry Milliner. Giovanni.  (Scorpio) Survives. After the party prevented his suicide, he chose to step back from his family, and ultimately played no part in their final fate - which was the greatest release he could have hoped for. Remained in the dark world in order to deepen his study of necromancy. Eventually becomes a revered and mysterious figure, and the only real authority in the dark world outside of Cora, Vidke, and Surgat’s control.

XI. Wheel of Fortune: Nikolai Zantosa. Tzimisce.  (Libra Sun, Venus in Aquarius) Survives. Kolya took terrible vengeance against Clan Tzimisce for a lifetime of pain, nearly annihilating them, leaving Krystiyan as the only survivor: but died in the process. Isaiah used an artifact of the Morningstar to bring him back, and they go together to the second world. Kolya’s true nature, and the actual extent of his powers, remain a mystery.

XII. Justice: Tippecanoe. Nosferatu.  (Cancer Sun, Gemini Rising) Survives. Escaped into the second world alone, her intentions for the future unknown.

XIIV. The Hanged Man: Ellard Murnau. Human.  (Pisces Sun, Aquarius Rising) Dead. Cora shot him in the back of the head in order to free the Morningstar and open the gate to the second world.

XIV. Death: Trevor. Malkavian.  (Virgo Sun, Pisces Moon) Dead. Trevor diablerized Malkav’s twin sister Nahema, then fed himself to the Teeth of the Broken God: the infernal device which contained Malkav’s heart. His martyrdom suspended the Malkavian curse of madness long enough for Malkav’s clan to comprehend God’s mind, and they ascended out of corporeal reality.

XV. Temperance: Clara Knight. Salubri.  (Cancer Sun, Sagittarius Moon) Dead. John Copley killed her to defend Selene, after Selene attempted to become the high priestess of Asmodeus.

XVI. The Devil: Hetepheres. Setite.  (Leo Sun, Sagittarius Rising) Dead. Hetti inevitably betrayed the party in order to steal Malkav’s heart. She used it to get everything she wanted - for a short time. Cora and Isaiah killed her in order to recover it.

XVII. The Tower: John Copley. Ventrue.  (Capricorn Sun, Venus in Pisces) Dead. Although Selene betrayed him in order to save his life from the explosion at Morninglight, nothing could save him from being the last surviving vessel prepared for Ventrue’s consciousness. While Ventrue wears his skin - and, at times, adopts his mannerisms, for Selene’s benefit - nothing of John as an independent entity remains.

XIIX. The Star: Manfred Sauer. Human Malkavian.  (Libra Sun, Cancer Moon) Ascended. Cora brought Manfred to her sire, who made him Malkavian: putting his visionary madness into context. He ascended with the rest of his clan.

XIX. The Moon: Eleanor St. John. Gangrel.  (Virgo Sun, Aries Moon.) Dead. Eleanor believed that Nahema was Lilith, and worshiped her. Isaiah tore her apart in order to reach Nahema’s shrine.

XX. The Sun: Eva Brodeur. Malkavian.  (Virgo) Ascended. Eva was also a Lilith cultist who believed that Nahema was her goddess. She fought the party at Nahema’s shrine, but came to her senses when Nahema was diablerized. She ascended with the rest of her clan.

XXI. Judgement: Alexandra Murnau. Human.  (Aries Sun, Aquarius Moon) Survives. After the death of her brother, she learned that her family had, for centuries, served as the vessel of the Morningstar. She became the Morningstar’s sole vessel and high priestess in order to pursue God into the second world and punish him for abandoning his creation.

XXII. The World: Surgat. Annunaki Demon.  (Aquarius) Survives. Surgat saw God’s blueprint of the universe before it was destroyed at Morninglight, and later saw the mind of God during the Malkavian ascendance: both events which changed her nature. She later became the genius loci of New York City, and the god of the dark world. Cora serves as her high priestess.