Angel rp!

I miss the good old sniper mask posting days..

I kinda miss 'em too. Those were the good ol' days.

(Just telling you this now, Zin has a rare condition in which she communicates entirely telepathically.)

Zin: '...I am not sent to hell, yet I am barred from heaven? Would you have me go to purgatory?'

Malaika: You are not worthy.

Zin: '...is there a way I become worthy?'

Malaika: Hm...follow me.

Zin: 'Okay...'

Malaika takes her to a castle-like building.

Zin: '...what is this place?'

Malaika: Necrosoph's palace.

Zin: '...who is that?'

Malaika: Guardian of the goddess of the 2nd layer of heaven.

Zin: '...oh my.'

Malaika: ...

Zin: '...so what do I do here?'

Malaika: You will meet Necrosph.

Zin: '...and then what?'

Malaika: He will judge if you are allowed to enter this level of heaven.

Zin: '...okay...'

Malaika goes inside.

*Zin quietly follows.*

Malaika stops in a large room.

*Zin looks around.*

Necrosoph nods: They do.

Zin: '...well, I intend to earn my worthiness.'

Necrosoph: I see.
(Did you want an erp or rp?)

(...erp.)

Zin: '...so how would I go about doing that?'

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Necrosoph: Malaika what have you brought me?
Malaika: A mortal that is not worthy.
Necrosph: Hm...I see.

*Zin looks at Necrosph.*

Necrosoph: What is your name mortal?

Zin: '...I am Zin.'

Necrosoph: I am Necrosoph. imgflip.com/i/5nxl9x

Zin: 'You are... very impressive, sir.'

Necrosoph: Are you attempting to flatter me?

Zin: 'No, I'm simply stating my opinion.'

Necrosoph: That is a first.

Zin: 'Makes sense... I assume most try to flatter their way into being labeled as worthy?'

Ryder: What did I do wrong?

Malaika: Quiet down *She holds one of her knife-like fingers to his throat*

Ryder: I'm not afraid of that

Malaika: Quiet down

Ryder: Fine, damn

Malaika throws him into a room and stares down at him.

Ryder: F**kin' hell, are all angels that rough?

Malaika: Rough...? *Her hips shift a bit*

Ryder: That hurt!

Malaika: Rough...

Ryder: *sighs*

Malaika picks him again but like a baby this time.

Ryder: *blushes a little bit*

Malaika: Is this better? Is it less rough...?

Ryder: Y-Yeah

Malaika nods,

Ryder: *smiles a bit*

Malaika carries him to a castle-like building.

Ryder: What's this?

Malaika: You are not worthy.

Ryder: Why not?

Malaika: You are not worthy.

Ryder: *growls* That doesn't answer my question

Malaika: *She draws her sword* Please refrain from being aggressive, I will not hesitate to end you.

Ryder: *chuckles* How the hell would you do that? I'm already dead! Besides, I just want an answer, or am I "unworthy" of knowing why I'm "unworthy" of going to heaven?

Malaika: *She bends down to his level and seems to inspect him*

Ryder: *starting to get pretty ticked off*

Malaika picks him up and carries him through the gates.

Ryder: Hey what the fu-