#chat: epiales

[sol-st1ce]

Chat.

Chat Thanatos would destroy Epiales w/o prep time.

But only the first time though because Epiales thought Thanatos didn’t have the balls to actually fight him …

Chat Im gonna throw up he’s avenging his wife chat

[unbindingkerberos]

Revelations ("Lost Kitten" Sidestory)

Words: 678

Tags: @poisonedtruth @children-of-epiales @chadillacboseman @unpetitoiseau @infinitewhore @linoleum-ice

Amarice has many bad days.

From a dreadful hangover to the irritable sound of a car salesman. Out of all of them however, Amarice can't pick which was the worst.

It was snowing that day. Small flecks of snow pour down from the cloudy sky. A cold breeze passed by and swept away a lock of her hair. Amarice had just finished buying groceries; some supplies and a new batch of food. She plans to make a lovely dinner all by herself. Which is why she had been confused when she saw a man outside her front door.

Amarice had not been expecting any visitors; her friends left her and Marcus barely makes any visits anymore. The man's back faces her as he makes an attempt to ring the doorbell. Amarice wonders how long he's been standing there. With careful and cautious steps, she approaches him.

"Can I help you?"

The man turns and Amarice gets a good look on his face; blond hair and hazel eyes with foreign features. "Are you Amarice Locke?" The man had an accent on him. Amarice squints her eyes. He looks familiar and her gears start turning. She glances up and down, then every detail on the man's form. "Are you Marius Streicher?" The man looks surprised and caught off guard. "How did you--" "He sends me pictures sometimes." Setting the grocery bags aside, Amarice fishes out her phone from her pocket. "Honestly, I'm rather surprised that he settled." She hands him the phone and watches as Marius's face melts. He's on the verge of tearing up when he hands her back her phone. 

A coiling and twisting sensation is felt in Amarice's stomach.

"Say, why don't you come in?" She offers. "I can make us some tea while we'll talk. Sounds okay to you?"

Marius fiddles with his fingers before he accepts. 

--

They both sat in silence.

A silence that is becoming more and more tense with each passing minute. They gave each other quick glances before completely looking away. Marius had tried bringing up small talk at some point in the silence but… well; it is small talk. Amarice thought it best not to bring up Henry, Marius's pained expression still fresh in her mind. Whatever sensation in her stomach worsened-- burrowing deeper.

The kettle comes to a shrill scream. Amarice stood and brought the kettle over to the table. The earthly scent of jasmine filled her nostrils as she poured the liquid into each cup. Muttering a thank you, Marius sips the tea and sighs in relief. Amarice stares at her cup, not bothering to drink. Her fingers tap the wooden surface nervously. 

"I'm guessing you didn't come all the way here for a chat?"

Marius nods stiffly, there's a shakiness in his voice: "Yes.. It's about Henry…" Amarice closes her eyes and palms clenched into fists. "What did he do?" Marius struggles to meet her gaze. Uneasiness is painted all over on his face and Amarice does not question it. "We do not know when and why, but Henry works for a terrorist organization. During his stay in RAINBOW, we suspect that he had leaked information to the organization." 

"Where is he now?"

"That we don't know. When he was confronted by Specialists Fenrir and Thermite, Henry escaped and triggered an explosion-- injuring many personnel."

Amarice leans further back to her seat, too tired to make a reaction. She gazes at one of the photographs on her wall; Marcus, her, Nathaniel.., then to another photograph of her and a young Henry at a picnic. She puts a hand on her face, feeling her skin pulled by her slipping palm.  "Stay for the night.."

Marius raises a brow. "Why?"

Amarice walks out of the room and returns with a bottle of whiskey and appropriate glasses. She sets the glasses on the table and gestures to the bottle. "'Cause we're gonna need a proper drink." She poured the alcohol and both drank to their heart's content. 

Amarice has had many bad days. And today, she finally found the worst one.

[phobetos]

for: @epialcs​ location: sibyl’s cave

"I hired someone named Sibyl,” Phobetos said excitedly, pushing through the door of the shop. “Well, her name is Sara, but she looks like a crone so we call her Sibyl. The customers love it.” They had been entirely too excited to get to meet Epiales, and now that the other oneiroi had taken them up on their invitation to see their shop, Phobetos was all too eager to show them around. She was a source of fascination, an entirely new creation in a species that they had been convinced had been all but stamped out. They were one of the first, and now-- one of the last, but before them was a new breath to their kind. “Sometimes, a genasi brings me cursed objects. Don’t touch the that black stone,” they warned, beaming at the display before gesturing towards the entirety of the shop. “What do you think? Do you like it? It’s all new, but I think it’s nice. We have beads and everything on the doors.”

[bunzilla-king]

Every god has an aura. It has color, taste, intensity, and even texture. Lesser beings can feel the intensity of a god's presence if they are near. Most gods can see the aura. But god eater can taste it, lap it up almost like honey. Its similar to wine in that the older the aura, the greater it will taste. Beasts can and will travel for millenia looking for the source of a meal if the aura is juicy enough but only the best actually have the luxury of consuming that source. Epiales has tailored his looks to those he has consumed. His horns have multiplied, tendrils have grown and he developed new tails all in inspiration of his prey. This actually frightens and angers other gods as it is a sign of his trophy collection and how it has grown over the generations. Many may comment to epiales about a feature he adorns as it would be very similar to a friend that would have gone missing... As for monster breeding, after epiales has had his fill, all of the energy not used and saved up for himself is used to lay eggs on different locations. He prefers quality over quantity so his body generates a monster, up to 5 at a time and leaves them on a planet somewhere for them to grow and develop. Eventually these beasts will go off on their own to live basic lives but procreation is normally top on that list. Epiales doesn't care to watch over the eggs so they are suspect to attacks but they are incredibly hardy eggs and it takes more than brute force to break or destroy one. Anything could come out of them. Big or small. Many of them are minor god teir but are so young that no other god eater tends to notice their presence.

[nightmare-party-prince]

Epiales pouts again. "Oh, you're not going to help?"

With a laugh, he takes the sponge and resumes washing himself.

"That won't be necessary, darling. Plenty of time to chat after I'm good and dry. Don't want to spoil dinner by having dessert early."

Epiales, my beloveddd. How was work? @batsandmarshmellows

Epiales appears before Mel, hopefully not startling them.

"Eventful, I would say. Luna colony seems to be doing fine but my... other duties have been more strenuous as of late. I won't bore you with the details, dear. How are you?"

@batsandmarshmellows

[bunzilla-king]

Epiales’ most powerful feature is his third eye. It is used for more than just seeing 360 degrees around him. It rarely closes, even when he sleeps. It keeps idol watch. It can also see through the eyes of any creation he has developed. It gives him a feeling of omnipresence because of it.

The eye also acts as a powerful hypnosis tool. It fills the user with a feeling of grim and hopelessness. It dulls the spirit amd makes you feel empty, weak, and alone. This is the primary tool against gods that dont like to go quietly. Which, btw, he likes it if you go quiet. He makes death not so bad if you aren’t an asshole. He does carry many other tools for eating and killing: transformation, camouflage, his talons, his whip like tails, an acidic spit, tentacles, and the unhinging of his jaw and opening of his throat to consume large objects.

[bunzilla-king]

Just some idol musing

Epiales, though selfish and cruel, cares the most about his creations, even more than his own life. In tne end, they are his life: if by chance he dies, his 3rd eye will seek out a new body, which can only be one of his kin.

He takes great care to protect them, no matter how far they may be.

Of all of his children, his greatest treasures are 7 beasts he breed from the loins of the four horsemen. 2 per horsemen except for an unfortunate accident that killed the 8th beast.

As demons are considered a human concept and only shared by a few external species, they would describe these beasts as such. Humanoid in form but beast by nature, each represent an aspect of Epiales:

Lycan - The beast of rage and hunt Dorain - The beast of lust and blood Flux - The beast of covet and deep Phage - The beast of consume and rot Arcane - The beast of pride and conquer Thorn - The beast of bone and sacrifice Ahsh - The beast of apathy and silver

As most of them dont communication through normal means, their names and titles were loosely designated and translated.

[bunzilla-king]

Epiales will pay you 3 gold nuggets, some acid slime and one monster servant of ur choice for tummy rubs pls submit ur application. Hours may vary

[sol-st1ce]

Ok so I’m back and I’ve been cooking w/ gas rn

Still debating whether or not I want both kids to be dead or both kids dead + her husband dead cus Epiales was feeling funny BUT

i was trying to figure out how to make her more “plant-y” while still seeming royalish because her district is all about farming/gardening and stuff

And then I got the idea to give he flowey-sorta powers cus it was COOL and I haven’t (currently) seen it done w/ Toriel bfore

I had an idea too since it is A swap toriel that she’d probably want the human souls too and be like “Give me your soul so I can liberate us” and then Helios not knowing how to fucking communicate is like “Bro I can’t” and Toriel is like “Ur just like your father” thinking that Helios won’t give her his soul but he physically CAN’T BCUS HE HAS NO SOUL!!!

Sorry chat i really like writing misunderstandings in stories it makes for really interesting conflict

I’ve been thinking about the swap area bcus i never did before and i have sm cooked for the poor queen man cus I’m here like “well there’s no way NONE of th ambassadors took a public stand against Epiales” and i thought abt the queen and was like “oough she probably would’ve” and made it so that once when she tried to actively rebel against the Empire , Mors & Epipen pulled up and SENT HER KIDS SIX FEET UNDER 😦😨

Now she usually turns in any rebels that come to her for aid (with the exception of Core!Frisk that one time because they remind her of her dead kids) to keep her kingdom safe

Here’s me trying to figure out her design fr will update if I finalise anything

[nightmare-party-prince]

"No problem at all, Echo. You're free to come visit me on the moon anytime you please. Here, my card."

Epiales hands them a business card with his name and a phone number. As expected, it has a Lunar area code.

"Call me anytime, I'll be happy to chat."

*There is the sound of a rift quite suddenly and violently being opened, and a being being thrown out of it quite roughly, though it's clear that it was more from the angle of the rift than anything else. There's a large bruise on their face and they seem to be in pain... though they're completely silent. They're wearing a white dress, clinging to their grey cardigan like a lifeline* - echo, thedarkgardens

Epiales stands up from his desk in surprise and cautiously steps over to investigate the intruder.

"Are you alright there?"

@thedarkgardens