#satan please don't threaten people's asses they could horribly misinterpret that as something else

[king-of-wrath]

"Keep this up and your spanking on Hell-wide TV will be legendary."

@king-of-wrath

♫"How ba-a-a-ad can I be?"♫

♫"I'm just causing Satan all kinds of grief~"♫

♫"How ba-a-a-ad can I be? How bad could I possibly be?!"♫

[king-of-wrath]

"Satan.." The Archangel said slowly moving into his brothers throne room in his demonic disguise "I've been wandering the different circles and this disguise seems to be working. But.. I do have intresting news. Someone in Greed is apparently planning to ruin Wrath-O-Mania and replacing it with their own version. And No I don't have names"

"Well, you better find out who's doing it! I NEED names, bro!"

"But I swear to Myself, if it's Mammon, I'm gonna fucking annihilate his ass and leave him an inch away from mortality..."

"I ALREADY GAVE YOU ADVERTISING RIGHTS AND LET YOU SPONSOR FIGHTERS, MAMMON! YOU'RE STILL NOT GETTING ONE FUCKING CENT OF TICKET SALES OR MERCHANDISE!"

"YOU FUCKING HEAR ME, MAMMON?! YOU FUCK WITH WRATH-A-MANIA, YOUR ASS IS GONNA BE MINE!"

[king-of-wrath]

Hiding behind a magic shield? Absolute coward behavior.

"Oh-ho, you'll be taking these hands alright!" Satan bellowed, igniting his fists. "I'm coming for your flabby ass, Adam! And no amount of protection's gonna save you!"

Not at all realizing the homoerotic undertones of his trash-talking, the Sin launched himself forward and slammed both fists against the holy barrier's roof. Whether he shattered the shield entirely or punched a hole large enough for Lute to get through, it didn't particularly matter: Satan just wanted to see Elohim's Man get trashed for the audacious idea that Hell was somehow his playground.

@kugel-bitch

"The fuck are you looking at, shrimp?"

“Nothing at all, now if you excuse me, I’m going to try and see if swallowing a bottle of bleach will kill me to keep myself from looking at your dumb stupidly sexy ass, thank you very much.”

He is turning around and he is walking away immediately face somehow both beet red and looking like he’s about to hurl at the same time. He is not dealing with this. He is NOT dealing with this. Nope. No. He refuses. He is refusing the urge to latch onto that fucking bowling pin of a man and cover his face in kisses and never let go so damn hard. He‘s going to have to peel his skin off and bathe his flayed body in hellfire after this.

[king-of-wrath]

Suspicious squint. "...You DO know that my blood's basically napalm, right?"

"You keep your little science experiments at least 20 miles away from any population centers, got it? Because if I see a giant fucking mushroom cloud popping up anywhere that isn't a desolate uninhabited wasteland, the televised spanking of your ass in court will be LEGENDARY."

Queen Vine: "Satan dear? Might I....procure something of yours? Just one itty, bitty, teensy weensy thing. In the spirit of Sinsmas."

"Depends on what that 'something' is."