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strange-ghoul · 2 years ago

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Okay, I’m gonna start world building on main here again. Specifically for Dead Dove Copia.

Dead Dove Copia is a AU where Copia has both the antichrist within him and an “guardian” angel attached to his soul. It screws with him in the worst way possible, sending him down a spiral of madness and tragedy.

Anyways HC time:

Copia and Terzo were very close before Copia went through the ritual to become Cardinal.

Copia is ex catholic, and still has a “guardian” angel connected to his soul after all those years being devout.

Copia is the antichrist. When he goes through the process to become cardinal, this “awakens”, along with his “guardian” angel trying to “save” him after detecting the antichrist within him, which greatly fucks with his sense of reality and mental stability.

Imperator basically groomed Copia into a monster when he after he became Cardinal. She’d constantly mock him and demean him about his features and his life, making him anxious and self conscious. At least, she thought that was what she was doing.

In reality, Copia had lost his mind long ago after the ritual to become cardinal. This only solidified his very little connection to reality, especially after he realized they were going to use him as the lead singer for Ghost.

Copia had the Papas killed in a fit of jealousy when he realized they were coming on tour with him. Then he dragged around their bodies to mock Imperator.

Imperator didn’t know who killed the Papa’s until her own investigation with her sisters of sin proved that Terzo’s own ghouls did it. When she found out, she was horrified at the monster she created. She had wanted Copia to become strong through “tough love”, but it’s evident that’s not what happened.

Copia had torn apart and defiled the former Papa’s corpses to send a message to Imperator: “This could be you.”

Imperator becomes deeply concerned not only for herself but Papa Nihil.

Copia deeply regrets killing Papa’s, but refuses to accept that’s what happened. Because of the antichrist and angel within, he can’t seem to face his issues when he’s awake. Instead, he hallucinates and gets stuck in nightmares about the papas, specifically Terzo.

He misses Terzo deeply, and visits his corpse often. He goes as far as sewing together the body again after his rage incident with imperator in an attempt to “fix” him.

Nobody but Sister Imperator knows of this Copia however. Copia continues to play the naive, innocent and awkward version of Papa he’s always played. All the siblings assume he’s the same as he always was, especially Papa Nihil. Imperator won’t leave those 2 alone in fear of Copia doing something.

Mr. Saltarian had no idea of Copia’s streak of madness, and assumes he’s as stupid as he behaves. Though Imperator has tried to bring it up to him, she just gets too nervous and bails out last second every time.

Please send asks or something about this if you’re interested at all in the lore lol. I’m going to be writing fics for it ofc, I already have one called “Accusations” which you can find in the “My fanfics” tag if you’re interested.

Till I make more HC posts, toodles~

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strange-ghoul · 2 years ago

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Accusations (DD:DNE)

Part of the “Dead Dove” AU | Do not need to know anything to read

Sister Imperator confronts Cardinal Copia about killing the brothers.

At the end, she leaves wishing she worshipped God.

Word count: 1,085 Rating: Mature || Whump || Drabble

Posted on AO3

“You… you killed them,” Sister Imperator could barely breathe, staring at Cardinal Copia with shock and horror written into every feature of her face. Her mouth was agape, her eyes wide and wet, and her chest rose and fell with her quick breaths. Copia was collected, he barely glanced over his shoulder, a cruel smile across his face. He was wearing his black cassock, his hands clasped behind his back and he was staring out the windows of the library. His back was to the sister.

“How do you know for sure?”

“I… I don’t.”

He turned his head more towards her before slowly turning to face her fully. His back was now to the window. His smile is now gone, replaced with a grimace.

“My, my, what a big accusation with no evidence.”

“We both know it’s true though, isn’t it?” She felt small, her voice meek and wavering. In reality, she had come petrified and uncertain. Now, with each coming second, it was looking like she was right.

Copia rocked on his heels, his face unreadable.

“Let’s say… you were right. And this is quite a big leap, yes? How would I do it? With what time?” He cocked his head, hands fidgeting behind him.

“Your… ghouls?” She hesitated on her answer, even though she thought this through close to a thousand times at this point. His ghouls were all unaccounted for at the time, and an empty syringe was found under the table after her sisters did a thorough investigation of the game room and morgue. The mortician was put off to the side for now, as she wasn’t sure what his whole role in this plot was.

“My… ghouls?” He repeated slowly, taking a step towards her, “Final answer?” She nodded. He slowly smiled, giving her chills. His eyes were dead and his face was unnerving. She remembered when her little Cardi was sparked full of joy, anxiety, but persistence. Who was this person standing before her? What in Satan’s name happened to him?

“And why would I do it? Kill the only men worth anything around here, other than Papa Nihil of course.” He stepped into her space, his gaze staring straight into her soul. She brought herself back.

“I’m not you, I don’t know all the whys,” She breathed.

He hummed, nodding thoughtfully. His eyes sparkled but with danger and malice. She finally just walked backwards, shaking. He was scaring her, the way his eyes looked at her body like trying to determine what would hurt her and what wouldn’t. The faint sound of his tongue clicking on his teeth was enough to send her into lightheadedness as she walked to where he stood earlier to look out the window.

In their faith, death was nothing to fear. He was their friend and they welcomed it with open arms. Despite that the Emeritus family was nearly impossible to kill, with their blessings from Lucifer and all, but they still kept attached to that mortal side of them as much as they could. Sister Imperator was trained alongside them to never fear death, and so she never saw it as her adversary. Even then though, she would never wish it upon anyone, as life had so much worth enjoying and living. She had 60 years of work in the clergy under her belt, since she was a small child, and she had yet to waver in her faith. She was the most loyal sister and there was good reason she practically became head of the church once Nihil became more unstable. She was not one to lose her faith.

And yet, the mess out on the garden in front of her was enough to make her vomit and repent to God.

She looked out the window and saw the brothers. They were not fully together; they were torn asunder. Their heads on pikes, looking up towards the room. Their limbs were strewn across the grass, blood covering everything. The hairs on the back of her neck raised and as she took a breath in, she swore she could smell the thick iron from below. Their eye sockets were empty, filled with the void. Their jaws hung open in slack; they were most likely broken.

She screamed and then hurled her stomach's contents right next to the window. She heaved and then took a few shaky steps back. Her legs gave out right as she hit something hard and she felt hands wrap around her shoulders, holding her up.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” Copia whispered into her ears. He dragged her through her vomit and got her close to the windows. She lightly pushed against the windows to get away, but she was too weak with shock and adrenaline.

He chuckled, “This is more than proof of the allegations, huh? Well, I’ll give you a little extra evidence, you were right. About all of it. Now, the ‘why’ part?” He chuckled into her ear, pressing his body against hers more, “You’re smart, you can figure that out for yourself, Sorella. Besides, there’s no fun spoiling what little we have to do here at the Abbey.” She tried to look away from the scene as she let out a pathetic sob. He let go of one of her shoulders and brought a gloved hand to her jaw, forcing her to the massacre below. She cried out, shutting her eyes next. He slammed his body onto hers against the windows and she gasped. He let go of her shoulders completely and brought his hands to her eyes, forcing them open.

“Look at it you puttana, or you might just become fertilizer.” He growled. She hyperventilated; eyes locked onto Terzo’s empty ones. She threw up bile again all over her dress and he stumbled backwards.

She fell to her knees and hands, limply looking up at him to see what he was doing. He watched her with self-satisfaction, before turning away.

“I expect no one to hear of this, yes? I’ll see you at dinner, Sister. And I would suggest getting cleaned up, you’re gross.” He began to walk out.

“Why?” She coughed out. He stopped walking out and turned towards her.

“Because I can.”

He left the room without another word. Her heart pounded in her ears as the silence became one with the tension and she shakily stood up. There was nothing now but the faint sound of a clock ticking.

Tick tock.

She wondered vaguely how long she had left. Tick tock.

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strange-ghoul · 2 years ago

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Ghoul-ish things

AU’s/Long Running Trends

Here He Was - Copia and Special Ghoul deal with the consequences of killing the brothers and getting away with it.

Preacher - Terzo is the preacher of the Satanic cult, and he's making sure that nobody else can ever take his spot as God. Beside him, his ever-trusty Cardinal with an agenda of his own. C3. Inspired entirely by the "He Is" video.

Dead Dove - Copia is the anti-Christ. However, due to the past relations with the catholic church, an angel is chained to his soul. Both of these effects tied to his spirit make him go insane after the ritual to become Cardinal, and these are the events to follow. Dead Dove.