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“It’s truly a shame, that such a town continues to outright refuse the sun’s love. Pity them not for the love they deny themselves, but for their ignorance as a whole,” Lucas added, his own grin never faltering.

“Absolutely! Red, scorched skin is visible proof of receiving such love; one should ever be so lucky~”

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“Absolutely! Red, scorched skin is visible proof of receiving such love; one should ever be so lucky~”

“Precisely - the sun smiles and breathes life into everything it loves; even to those who are undeserving!”

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“Your very existence is proof that the sun showers you in its love, whether or not you reject its generosity,” Lucas retorted, smiling widely.

“And remember, the more the sun loves you, the tighter it’ll envelope you in its wonderful rays!”

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“Precisely - the sun smiles and breathes life into everything it loves; even to those who are undeserving!”

“And remember, the more the sun loves you, the tighter it’ll envelope you in its wonderful rays!”

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“And remember, the more the sun loves you, the tighter it’ll envelope you in its wonderful rays!”

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How did you meet the Smiling God? What happens to the nonbelievers?

The Smiling God came to me when I was young. He showed me a world beyond what we live in, one created in His image: a perfect paradise. And He told me that we were not put on this earth to suffer, but to experience joy!

Nonbelievers are pitied, as they choose to live their life without the joy we experience. But no worries, Strexcorp has been very helpful in us recruiting more for our cause!

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Are leather lab coats banned in your religion?

One is free to choose their attire, although more cheery colors such as yellows and oranges are more appreciated.

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I look forward to it!

And we look forward to having you join us~

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Can you help me do that? Is there a special place he likes that kind of thing to be performed?

Absolutely! Come to our morning services and listen to His word. We shall lend a hand to your baptism to find yourself closer to Him.

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What is the best way to fulfill my potential and please the smiling god?

Give your everything, your all to the Smiling God. Your blood, your eyes, your teeth. Give it all to the Smiling God.

-only then shall He give you His blessing.

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What is thy God's will o' priest of light?

“The Smiling God wishes for everyone to reach their fullest potential and bring forth the perfection He knows resides with them!”

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Ravish me Red

Lucas forced a widened smile on his chiseled features, hands oppositely clenched at either side of himself. “-and what is this nonsense you approach me with, lost one?”

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“Ahh, it’s a week until Easter - the day little children pluck those blood filled eggs decorated in viscera and every little wonderful thing possible! <3″

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(( I recognized it far too quickly ahaha it's wonderful <33 ))

thesmilingpriest replied to your audio post “dark-owl-lucy asked:  ¿2, 3, 9?”

(( i fucking love your ring tone holy shit ))

((It’s pretty much the best because to most it sounds like a normal ringtone but I had a guy stop and stare at me until I was done on the phone to ask where I got it :P))

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(( give me doodle suggestions?

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"Cannot say I have, Ken," the priest stated with a pause. "Time for leisure is often not on my side, I'm afraid~"

"Ah, I don’t believe we’ve met," Lucas stated towards the other. "My name is Lucas. And you are?"

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With the church seemingly empty, Lucas took his time suffocating the lights of the numerous candles that flickered about. The loud, obvious creaking of the wooden door hardly deterred him from his task, although Kevin's voice earned the faintest smile to tug at his lips.

"-Kevin," he responded, his voice echoing amongst the walls. "I've missed you."

Burning away one more candle, Lucas then averted himself towards Kevin, smiling broadly. Standing underneath a stained glass window, the dwindling sunlight engulfed the priest in an ethereal glow as he held out his arms. "-We've missed you."

How long had it been since his last visit to the church? The days had become a cruel blur since new years eve. Time ticked by, the golden hands of his watch moving without hindrance. It was all due to his attempt at — He could feel that subtle pulse at the back of his head, trickling down his neck. It had taken time for him to recover from the withdrawal symptoms, but he was doing better than before. That wasn’t to say the cravings were gone. 

But Kevin had made it from the darkness that was his home and to the front door of the church. And finally, once the service was over, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. “Father Lucas?”