motherfucker I ain feel like arguin over that right now
I took him from the streets
He was abused, so badly starved that I could count all of his bones and he felt like nothing in my arms. His body was covered in bruises and scars and riddled with disease and pain.
He had been kind to me. He spoke with me, and gave me company, asked for me and after me when I was not there, did not shy away from me for being the empress’s leashed monster.
He could barely see, the thick glasses that allowed him the world were gone, taken from him with everything else he had worked for, when he was given the faint rippled scars his godtier had not quite erased.
It was nights trying to bring him to some kind of health, watching him go into panic attacks over and over before I gave him something with my mark on it to calm him, claiming him before everyone and the gods and pledging my protection.
I was just happy it had worked to sooth him.
I tried to find out who had done this to him, but there was too much trauma, and I was far too angry, my moirail would not help me, so I went to where his hive had been, a burned out husk now, and I hunted.
I found the gangers in their den, and I executed them under the righteous fucking judgement and right given to me to do so.
And then I came hive, to face the accusations and anger from people who will never understand why I do anything that I do.
~The empress’s monster.
[03:24] — devotedHarlequin [DH] began trolling deterministPalindrome [DP] at 03:24 —
[03:24] DH: Greetings, and apoligies, formost and first. My modern speech is not being well formed, and I am sorry therefore, for lack of understanding which may be resultant thereof. I would have speech with you, if you is being willing what to do?
[03:26] DP: …depend2 on why.
[03:27] DH: I would know faults mine, what that are had with me, so to discover if reparations can be made, with you and clade yours
[03:29] DP: ii hiighly fuckiing doubt iit.
[03:31] DH: Still, you were asking the why and it is laid out
[03:33] DP: fiine.
[03:34] DP: you want two babble at me about 2omethiing that’2 never goiing two be fiixed go riight fuckiing ahead.
[03:35] DH: I would first know what it is that were to be making unhappiness with mine own self
[03:37] DP: you’re the fuckiing grand hiighblood and you fuckiing up2et my mate iit’2 not fuckiing a2trogatiion.
[03:38] DH: I am not of the know what I have done that were upsetting to him, this I would know. Of the first: what being about my title, former, is being caused what for unhappiness?
[03:45] DP: are you fuckiing pandamaged.
[03:45] DH: No.
[03:49] DP: then how are you thii2 fuckiing /den2e/
[03:49] DH: I am being very old, and not terribly motherfuckin good with young fuckers.
[03:56] DP: there’2 a fuckiing /liimiit/ there.
[03:59] DH: I am not asking what to be mocking you
[04:01] DP: 2ure you’re fuckiing not.
[04:02] DP: go jack off your ego wiith 2omeone el2e.
[04:02] — deterministPalindrome [DP] gave up trolling devotedHarlequin [DH] at 04:02 —
[04:03] DH: I cannot fix what it is being that no one will say to me. I am sorry being for the bothering of you.
[04:03] — devotedHarlequin [DH] gave up trolling deterministPalindrome [DP] at 04:03 —
whose line will forever be one of my favorites
A caelo usque ad centrum.
From the sky to the center.
Astra inclinant, sed non obligant.
The stars incline us, they do not bind us.
Light ever increasing
Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo.
If I cannot move heaven, I will raise hell.
Post nubila phoebus
After the clouds, the sun
Vivere militare est.
To live is to fight
Dia de los muertos ♡