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..Grrrr

Fri Nov 6, 2009, 10:24 PM
.. I'm Satan, the Stake of Wrath. I am the third oldest of the Stakes of Purgatory. Watching my sisters bicker and act like idiots is absolutely infuriating.. But.. where are my manner..
As I was saying, I serve as Beatrice-sama and Ange-sama's furniture. Maybe we can play sometime. Ihihi.

[This is a double RP account for :iconhigurashi-umineko-rp: Feel free to check out the club and roleplay with me~ My main account on dA is ~Intoxicated-Fox]

  • Mood: Annoyed
  • Listening to: Those other six sisters
  • Watching: Beatrice and Battler's game
  • Playing: Umineko no Naku Koro ni

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:iconbelphegor-of-sloth::iconwrathfulsatan: IT'S WINCEST

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  • Current Residence: Purgatorio
  • deviantWEAR sizing preference: ... loli size
  • Interests: Hating, killing, obeying orders.
  • Favourite band or musician: A HATEFUL BAND OR MUSICIAN
  • Favourite genre of music: HATEFUL MUSIC
  • Favourite poet or writer: Bernkastel-sama.
  • Favourite style of art: THE KIND THAT HATES
  • Operating System: Siesta-XP
  • Skin of choice: Kanon's skin eve

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:iconhoujo-satoshi:
From afar, Satoshi gazed at Satan, blankly. Her uniform... seemed rather familiar, to him. He quickly walked up to her, pleasantly saying, "Oh... ah, hi there! ... You wouldn't happen to be applying for a job at Angel Mort, are you?" He tilted his head quizzically at the stake of wrath, though, a kind smile still on his face.

"Well... if you are, I hate to say, but you're not really near Angel Mort... it's over in Okinomiya." He pointed towards the city, adding, "You're in Hinamizawa..."

(Thanks for the watch~)
:iconx-mammon-of-greed-x:
I walked up to Satan, smirking slightly. She glared at me looking angry.

"Hello, Onee-chan!
How have you been?" I said.

It was obvious she didn't take me seriously.

--
"Mammon of Greed, Present!"
:iconwrathfulsatan:
She looked over at her sister, appearing frustrated as usual; but confused as well.

"Nee-chan, you seem.. Rather cheery," she responded.

Satan's arms were crossed, looking at her younger sister skeptically.
:iconx-mammon-of-greed-x:
Satan stared me down with her intimidating red eyes.

"Oh?~ Do I?" I responded, back to my normal, greedy, tone of voice.

"Ahaha! Sorry about that, onee-chan..."

My voice now had absolutely no trace of cheerfulness in it anymore.

--
"Mammon of Greed, Present!"
:iconwrathfulsatan:
"You sisters of mine.. All oddballs.. Now wonder I have to keep all of you in check," she grumbled, looking her younger sister over before responding to that apology.

"Forgive.. nee-chan."
:iconx-mammon-of-greed-x:
"I see your as full of yourself as always onee~"

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"Mammon of Greed, Present!"
:iconbeatrice-the-golden:
Satan, I hope you are helping Lucifer, it keeping order between your sisters.

(OCC: hi :3)

--
I Beatrice welcome you to Rokkenjima! Praise my name and you may be worthy of the Golden Land! Hope you enjoy your stay.
~Beatrice the Golden~

Avatar by: =Fanficciera
:iconwrathfulsatan:
(Hiiii :3)
Yes, Beatrice-sama! I am doing the best I can to keep both my older and younger sisters in check.
:iconbeatrice-the-golden:
"Haha such a weird thing I hear from my laziest Stake" She petted her head softly, "You don't have to look so bold all the time Belphegor, relax a little afterall Sloth shouldn't be worried from most of things~ that's what I like about you the most, the way you keep the cool even if the most difficult situations"

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I Beatrice welcome you to Rokkenjima! Praise my name and you may be worthy of the Golden Land! Hope you enjoy your stay.
~Beatrice the Golden~

Avatar by: =Fanficciera
:iconcall-me-gretel:
Satan, the third oldest of the seven stakes. She often took Lucifer's position and tried to control the seven. Despite her hot-tempered personality, she also put a lot of trust in me.

"...thanks for the watch." I stared at her blankly.

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...fight seriously, you idiot.

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