timelostobserver

[timelostobserver]

"Ah, Lady Lilith.. Indeed, I'm often incredibly busy. It feels as if more and more humans die every day, while continuing to populate out of control." A grumble of annoyance.

"Oh? Hardly worth anything honestly, I'm simply doing my job." And totally NOT telling personal bias get the better of him. Nooo.. not at all. He was the picture of impartial, even in regards to the first man.

Totally.. not.

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#[ The Judge of the Underworld - Hades | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ Wall of Text ] #[ He wants nothing more than to rip Adam's soul apart! ]

[timelostobserver]

"Why thank you! I am very pretty! Ehehehe!" Oh no.. don't stoke his Ego!

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#[ The Warden of the Underworld - Hypnos | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ Wall of Text ]

[timelostobserver]

"Pssst... I snuck this up behind the boss' back!" The Goetia cackles!

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[timelostobserver]

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#[ Another Name in the Book - OOC Post ] #[ Quality Assurence - RP Memes ] #[ Oohhh looks fun. ] #[ Specify Muse ]

[timelostobserver]

"It's one of 'those' nights, hmm? Well.." He is forgoing the coffee, and breaking out the hard liquor.

Something he rarely does, but he needs it after tonight.

#[ Incident Report - Dash Commentary ] #[ Annnddd he's been driven to drink asdghadjk ]

[timelostobserver]

"They think they'll gain something from it, but all they do is invite their own demise. Though-" A pause, idly flipping thought a small notebook.

"They do make for some of the most hilarious deaths I've had to record. Yet they remain the most oblivious souls." A mildly amused smile graces his face.

"Had one yesterday that didn't realize that yes.. a succubus CAN drain their life through sex.. And it wasn't just a 'rumor'."

#[ Yes.. The Cerberus Bites - Open Thred Reply ] #[ The Judge of the Underworld - Hades | Hazbin Hotel ]

[timelostobserver]

"Get his ass, Lady Lilith! Ahahahaha!!!"

Ooohhh Hades is very much enjoying the chaos. Damn, he wished he had popcorn or something right about now.

Any time Adam suffers is a good time in his book.

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[timelostobserver]

"The sheer amount of humans who no longer seem to fear death has become.. staggering." An exhausted sigh, closing the Book of the Dead as he relaxed back in his chair. So many souls argued with him today, it was draining on the fallen angel's mind.

More so for the exhaustion.

"Perhaps I need to fix that..It's been so long since I actually got to drag some soul, kicking and screaming into the life beyond." Pursing his lips, musing aloud as he spoke.

It has been a long time since he's gone to Earth, hasn't it.

#[ Reaching a Verdict - Open Thread ] #[ The Judge of the Underworld - Hades | Hazbin Hotel ]

[timelostobserver]

"There's honestly not enough coffee in all of Creation to make me comatose enough to ignore the insanity of everything around me.."

A very tired Hades grumbles as he goes off to get himself what amounts to his twentieth cup of coffee today, alone.

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[timelostobserver]

Azrael do not torment your brother further.

"Awwww..." He puffs his lip out a bit, even huffing. Of course, the 'fun police' had to arrive. Why did his elder brothers get to heckle each other, but he didn't get to.

"Yes Dad..."

Man.. what a killjoy. Oh well.. he had paper work to get back to.

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[timelostobserver]

Nope.. he's laughing, straight up CACKLING!

"Never enough, Gabe! Never enough! Besides, I'm doing my due diligence to ensure I heckle you as much as possible!"

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[timelostobserver]

"Well.." The Angel of Death looked very much unlike the rest of the angels. Six black wings, short statue, bright red hair, more like a young child than anything. Dressed like he was some sort of funerary priest rather than some benevolent entity.

Though he acted more like a scared animal.

Azrael didn't know the length of interactions his eldest brother, Michael, had with Adam. Only that he'd traded words, and didn't want to impede on Azrael's job of leading Adam to the afterlife after his mortal body passed away.

All of this.. was new to him. But he knew what to do, it was ingrained within him.

"It's.. a scale. It's meant to weigh your 'heart' and determine if you're fit for Heaven, or Hell." And the scale, currently.. weighed heavy. One one side, a simple, pure feather, the other..

Adam's 'Heart'.

"Well this is the first step, well supposed to be but-" He gently readjusted the scales.

"It's.. ruling that you bear too much weight to be welcomed into Heaven." Sera had drilled it into his mind that it was imperative that the first man be welcomed into Heaven.

"By that record, I'm.. supposed to cast you down into Hell. But-" He was hesitating, Azrael's eyes were focused mainly upon the scale. It was made in conjunction with himself to ensure a balance was kept between both places.

But then the Head Seraphim's words weighed down on him as a result. If he didn't rule Adam for Heaven then..

He wished Michael was here for this, he wished he could get advice from his older brother right now on what to do with this conundrum.

That wouldn't last too long however, as the door to the office opened, and Sera's voice rang out.

'Azrael? Are you finished? I do hope there was no 'issue'.' He didn't like her tone, he could see her looking right through him even through the door.

"Ah- Y-yes.. N-no.. problems I'll.. I just need to finish up." A nervous amount of laughter before the door closed, leaving him alone with the first man.

"... So that's how it's going to be.. I see." A defeated sigh before he returned Adam's 'heart' to him. Which was just a fancier way of saying ones soul. In turn, he'd go to the large black and gold book on his desk, and open it to the very first page. With a pen holding gold ink, he wrote something down, before closing it.

He looked conflicted.

"Welcome.. to Heaven, Adam. No doubt Sera will want to show you around, to get you situated here in.. Paradise." He hated saying this. He knew down to his core that he shouldn't be bullied and pushed around by the Seraphim.

He was an Archangel! But-

There wasn't much he could do.

"I do regret to inform you that you are the very first human to be welcome here. I do not know how many others may follow, but.. at the moment, it's just you."

#[ A Riveting Narrative - RP Reply ] #[ Before the Reaper's Fall - Azrael | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ic] - [ Heaven's Rockstar - Adam ][originemesis] #[ That is the literal aesthetic and I'm cackling! ] #[ Only difference is the 'principal' is terrified of the 'dean'. XD ] #[ Also like 'Sooo sorry Adam. You're alone up here.' ]

[timelostobserver]

❝ I was praying. ❞ (from fallen mike) @cast-you-dxwn

"For what purpose?" Confusion coated his words, looking over his current stack of paperwork to come eye to eye with his elder brother.

Such a silly thing, prayer. Something tied to Father so intrinsically that Azrael, now Hades.. felt little reason to resort to. The question of why rattled around in his head, surely.. Michael was not showing regret in siding with those still in Heaven?

Not after everything he's seen, everything he's witnessed.. and knowing Heaven and Sera's lies.

"It won't 'fix' anything.. He won't fix any of this." Because Father would have done so already if that was the case. Sera wouldn't have been able to cast them out for standing up for what they believed in. Wouldn't have cast out the more prolific figures in Heaven for questioning HER.

"That's been loud and clear for eons." He set his papers down, then turned to grab his coffee mug. A simple polished black surface that looked like a skull, but hallowed out to hold the fragrant black liquid.

"Sometimes I wonder.. if He's abandoned us, or meant for this all to happen."

#[ Please Wait Your Turn - Answered Ask ] #[ The Judge of the Underworld - Hades | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ic] - [ The Tears of the Fallen Legion | Fallen!Michael ][cast-you-dxwn]

[timelostobserver]

[ Can't sleep. So doodling. Have Hades/Azrael's whole 'Grim reaper' get up. Something he wore in his earlier years after falling when he dragged humans to the afterlife. ]

#[ Painting a Brilliant Canvas - Art Post ] #[ Another Name in the Book - OOC Post ]

[timelostobserver]

@radiiosugars - Hades is getting a hug from Peter, how dare you uno reverse his hug!

Well, then this was a hug of mutual assurance. Because, when it really boiled down to it.. Hades didn't need one.

But he knew the Saint, likely, needed one more than he did. After all, it was his world that had just been flipped upside down. It was his life that had the wool pulled away from his eyes.

Hades.. Azrael.. Had done his time a long, long time ago. He fell, he had his wings torn out, he was broken, beaten, bloody... He had his chance to shed tears.

So he certainly recognized that Saint Peter would need that reassurance in this moment. Even if the selfless Saint would not say anything.

There was a reason Hades considered him a friend, even after all this time.

"It's okay to sometimes ask for something for yourself.. But I know you won't, so.." The much, much larger angel, even if Fallen, essentially held the Saint in a bear hug.

#[ Please Wait Your Turn - Answered Ask ] #[ A Riveting Narrative - RP Reply ] #[ The Judge of the Underworld - Hades | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ic] - [ Heaven's Brightest Gatekeeper - Saint Peter ][radiiosugars] #[ They're both sad tho. Just one hides it better asdgajdk ]

[timelostobserver]

For the rest of the cleaning, he'd be undisturbed. Not even the owl demon came back for a potential 'round two' of getting sharp objects thrown at him. Instead, eventually.. the sounds of another entering the area would become more apparent.

A silent arrival who wasn't so much concerned with the kitchen itself, rather moving through toward the rooms. A straight, black haired, horned individual who looked far less disheveled than the demon before them.

They'd say nothing in passing, going into one room for a short while. Not bothering Vincent.

As for the freezer, it was bizarrely.. Insanely well stocked and organized. And especially so with the organized blends of.. coffee. Which seemed to be the place that held the most traffic.

But the rest felt relatively untouched. Kept stocked 'just because'. As with other bits and bobs that were clearly taken from the mortal realm.

Meanwhile, at least in a smaller part of the kitchen, water was being drawn for the kettle by the silent individual from before, a mug with a mesh ball with loose tea set into it.. The other resident simply making themselves their daily drink to relax.

Just gentle humming of some nondescript music.

#[ The Ferryman of the Underworld - Charon | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ gemscales-and-tea ]

[timelostobserver]

"Boss really knows how to pick them." A mutter as he could take the hint, taking the blood soaked cleaver with him to leave the kitchen area.

He'd heal, that wasn't a big deal. It'd take more than a simple cleaver to do some actual damage.

But he admired the gusto, and as much as he loved to torment his boss, the message was loud and clear here.

Likely vanishing into what ever room he'd claimed for himself. Making many a mental note that this new face was definitely a bit short fused!

But at least the owl demon didn't stick around, and was gone by the time Vincent would come back.

Well, at least the demon himself was gone. The black blood that had spurted out was still there from the cleaver's velocity based contact.

#[ The Warden of the Underworld - Hypnos | Hazbin Hotel ] #[ gemscales-and-tea ] #[ I love it honestly. Zero fucks given~ ]