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10 [Accidental Video | Action]

[The NV turns on to show massive paw prints in the snow, spaced an incredible distance apart. The feed continues moving -- the paw prints are getting closer together -- until it stops abruptly, with a soft chuckle from your resident favorite demon -- because it appears that a massive bloody thing is hovering in mid-air.]

Was killing it necessary?

[The bloody lump of... whatever the living hell Crowley's Hellhound has found shakes in mid-air, the bones crunching with a quick snap of her jaws as she swallows part of it whole, before dropping the other half on the ground. The snow then puffs upward in a spray of crystals as Growley drops obediently at Crowley's feet.

The NV moves for a moment or two before Crowley pockets it, though you can still hear him speaking before the feed shuts off.]

Last time I ask you to fetch me a bloody steak, stupid beast.

ooc; You can find Crowley and his hellhound in person if you're wandering around Sector Three!

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Put that way, I guess...

[Frau doesn't question the explanation of who can see the hellhound. Even if the reason isn't because of who he is, he fits that condemned category far too well.]

Though there are certainly unusual people here than what I'm used to. I'd assume that's the case for most.

For most. The condemned are rather hard to come by here. I don't own any souls, as there's no Hell.

Own any?

((That was so supposed to be there are certainly more... but apparently my brain worked faster than my fingers.))

I rule Hell.

Ah.

[No concern here. Though it is interesting.]

Where I'm from there is no hell exactly. At least not in the way you're making it seem.

I'm told few worlds actually have a Hell -- or that they have no idea whether or not it exists.

Our hell isn't really a physical place.

[Granted, Frau feels like he's living in one each and every day.]

Ah, you prefer the metaphysical type of torture.

There's enough torture in life thanks to him. Those who cannot return to the chief of heaven are simply destroyed and then sent back to the same place.

Him?

Verloren.

A god or your own personal Devil?

The God of Death in our world.

[Who has a story incredibly close to Lucifer's, only Frau doesn't know that.]

Gods of Death in my world are generally uptight idiots. But a few are acceptable.

This one committed crimes against the chief of heaven and is now bringing disaster to the living.

So your own personal Lucifer.

Lucifer?

Fallen angel from the Heavens that was cast into Hell.

Unfortunate pain in the ass who has Daddy issues.

Daddy issues?

God doesn't love him.

What's that got to do with anything...?

God is his Father.

I guess that's technically the case for Verloren too. God made him.

Did God not make you, too?

In a way, I guess.

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