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Urushihara Hanzo | Lucifer (
closetdweller) wrote in
cultmirror2026-02-08 07:44 pm
Week 2 | The Fallen Angel Engages In Tax Evasion
[There was a great number of things that Urushihara, the feral cat fallen angel living at the Crosby Street Hotel, had learned in recent weeks.
One: Bonds between people were important, but
Two: engaging in those Bonds and related activities didn't guarantee anything.
So it was that Urushihara- now more regularly introducing himself as Luci thanks to a lot of confusion between people- found himself floating upside down watching the power flicker in and out while he ate his panfried vienna sausages with chopsticks asked a very pointed question:]
Testing. Testing. One-two. Anyone listening?
What's the point of paying taxes to Our Lady of Creepy Stuff if it's not helping anything?
Are we still doing it?
One: Bonds between people were important, but
Two: engaging in those Bonds and related activities didn't guarantee anything.
So it was that Urushihara- now more regularly introducing himself as Luci thanks to a lot of confusion between people- found himself floating upside down watching the power flicker in and out while he ate his panfried vienna sausages with chopsticks asked a very pointed question:]
Testing. Testing. One-two. Anyone listening?
What's the point of paying taxes to Our Lady of Creepy Stuff if it's not helping anything?
Are we still doing it?
Harry Du Bois (
tequila_sunset) wrote in
cultmirror2026-02-06 06:05 am
02. (Week One)
[will link Harry’s TL with his altars here when posted, available to be prayed at, vandalized, etc]
Out of the murmur comes an image: an altar made of tires and chains and cinderblocks. Decorated with multicolored feathers and the cleaned bones of hosts. Crowned in antlers made majestic with their twisted metal branches. An assortment of candles sit around the base, flickering with a gentle and inviting light.
An image isn’t the only thing being transferred in this moment. It comes messy with the residue of Harry’s feelings. (A tumultuous mass of mismatched colors and limbs that tear and bite at each other.) He’s nervous, absolutely terrified of what’s to come upon them all, and afraid he’ll be turned away, mocked-
HALF LIGHT - (Stop! Stop! This is a horrible idea. They’re only going to yell at you.)
-but there’s a hope. That if he does right it’ll all be worth it. Nausea boils in his stomachs. Rejection is painful, scary. It’s cold.
His rough voice echoes as if coming from many mouths:
“I invite any and all of you to come worship with me. The world is splitting, its fragile seams are tearing open all around us. The world ends again. The end of ends comes.”
Speaking of her calms the noisy background chaos of his mind. All can feel it: a deep love for Sleep, and the time he’s spent with her.
“You can offer her what you want, your hope, your past, your blood. I once gave her a memory of a song…sharing that with her was wonderful.”
He falls into a nervous silence, not totally sure what to anticipate.
Out of the murmur comes an image: an altar made of tires and chains and cinderblocks. Decorated with multicolored feathers and the cleaned bones of hosts. Crowned in antlers made majestic with their twisted metal branches. An assortment of candles sit around the base, flickering with a gentle and inviting light.
An image isn’t the only thing being transferred in this moment. It comes messy with the residue of Harry’s feelings. (A tumultuous mass of mismatched colors and limbs that tear and bite at each other.) He’s nervous, absolutely terrified of what’s to come upon them all, and afraid he’ll be turned away, mocked-
HALF LIGHT - (Stop! Stop! This is a horrible idea. They’re only going to yell at you.)
-but there’s a hope. That if he does right it’ll all be worth it. Nausea boils in his stomachs. Rejection is painful, scary. It’s cold.
His rough voice echoes as if coming from many mouths:
“I invite any and all of you to come worship with me. The world is splitting, its fragile seams are tearing open all around us. The world ends again. The end of ends comes.”
Speaking of her calms the noisy background chaos of his mind. All can feel it: a deep love for Sleep, and the time he’s spent with her.
“You can offer her what you want, your hope, your past, your blood. I once gave her a memory of a song…sharing that with her was wonderful.”
He falls into a nervous silence, not totally sure what to anticipate.
adolphe (
commitments) wrote in
cultor2026-02-05 12:34 pm
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γOPENγ LE SALUT.
WHO: Adolphe and anyone
WHERE: somewhere on the streets
WHEN: Week 3-4 discovery
WHAT: We are dying, literally. Adolphe will be dying and his lingering emotions, thoughts, and dreams will swallow the area around his corpse for people to go on an immersive adventure.
WARNINGS: Virche spoilers, possibly! Death, gore, and for the dream parts you can refer to this comment. If you want to interact, but wish to opt-out of certain themes, do leave a comment there.
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WHERE: somewhere on the streets
WHEN: Week 3-4 discovery
WHAT: We are dying, literally. Adolphe will be dying and his lingering emotions, thoughts, and dreams will swallow the area around his corpse for people to go on an immersive adventure.
WARNINGS: Virche spoilers, possibly! Death, gore, and for the dream parts you can refer to this comment. If you want to interact, but wish to opt-out of certain themes, do leave a comment there.
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[Open] Hanbit Library
Who: Agent Choi + Anyone. Bring your own top-levels
What: Canon update @ the Hanbit Library
When: February but let's not think too hard on the details
Where: Hanbit Library (Dream)
Warnings: Spoilers for GDCG chapters in the 290's range.
What: Canon update @ the Hanbit Library
When: February but let's not think too hard on the details
Where: Hanbit Library (Dream)
Warnings: Spoilers for GDCG chapters in the 290's range.
[semi-closed]
Who: Agent Choi, Baek Saheon, Lee Seonghae, Kim Soleum, and Monika is also invited
What: Saheonplex city catch-all
When: Throughout February
Where: 161 Mulberry st.
Warnings: Will add.
What: Saheonplex city catch-all
When: Throughout February
Where: 161 Mulberry st.
Warnings: Will add.