cardinalmonstere

[cardinalmonstere]

OC -> Upper Clergy

(Priests, Cardinals, Papas, Emeritus)

General, NSFW Allowed, MDNI

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[cardinalmonstere]

Driving a Kia Soul to begin with is an utter sin, but that's just my opinion.

@frjimdefroque They're towing your car right now. Something about the parking meter timing out? Not sure. Have fun!

[cardinalmonstere]

@frjimdefroque They're towing your car right now. Something about the parking meter timing out? Not sure. Have fun!

[cardinalmonstere]

Monstere pulls back the sleeve of his cassock and looks at his watch.

"I would take up your offer, but I'm afraid I must go, Jimmy."

Monstere heads for the door, but turns around as he's about to exit.

"Bless yourself and genuflect." Monstere smirks at him, before turning on his heel, and exiting the room.

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

Please tell Jesus to stop harassing me. It was a one time thing last summer on my vacation to fire island.

Let Jesus touch your heart. You may not enter heaven unless Jesus enters you.

[cardinalmonstere]

Monstere nods and listens to Jim.

"I'm afraid I will not take up your offer. One can only say the Act of Contrition so many times before it's insincere."

Monstere takes a drag on his cigarette.

"Is anyone ever really truly innocent, Father? We all sin at the end of the day. We can repent and ask forgiveness, but even then we will always continue to sin. I know where I will go at the end, how about you?" Monstere smirks, tapping the ash from his cigarette held behind him.

"But that's enough on that worn out, very trite subject."

"As for myself, I haven't got much going on. We're in an awkward state, I suppose. Frater dearest is off doing god knows what. Papa V is still getting himself adjusted and settled in. As for everyone else? I haven't any clue."

Monstere looks about.

"I just mind my own business. I quite like to come in here, sit in the pews, and do little to nothing. But I'm certain that will change eventually."

Monstere straightens himself out, brushing down his black cassock with his free hand. Immaculate. Just how he liked.

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

A little too physical...

I can hear you playing that damn kazoo all through the Ministry! And stop raiding my office for cigarettes and taking my good pens!!

@cardinalmonstere

I do apologize for taking your ‘good’ pens. I needed something quick so I could finish the accident reports before this new guy came for my head. And if you have to fill out several incident reports all with the name of the same ghoul…you’ll understand why I borrow your cigarettes…

[cardinalmonstere]

You've actually been filing accident reports? I've just been issuing write ups... Another accident? That's a write up!

I can hear you playing that damn kazoo all through the Ministry! And stop raiding my office for cigarettes and taking my good pens!!

@cardinalmonstere

I do apologize for taking your ‘good’ pens. I needed something quick so I could finish the accident reports before this new guy came for my head. And if you have to fill out several incident reports all with the name of the same ghoul…you’ll understand why I borrow your cigarettes…

[cardinalmonstere]

Monstere ignores his request to take the seat next to him.

"Ah, so it was the diocese..."

"I don't know if I can trust you, Jimmy. I don't exactly divulge much about myself."

Monstere pauses.

"But I think you've already gathered who I am as a person. Cold and standoffish. An ice king. I don't think you need to know much more."

Monstere points his cigarette at Father Jim.

"And as for yourself? I'll bite my tongue on that one. The 'jesus loves me' schtick is so worn out, Jim. Are you sure you don't want to defect? Learn the works and toil of Satan?" Monstere smirks. He likes to push buttons and stir up a little controversy.

Monstere pauses and hesitates.

"Maybe I've been too harsh."

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

"You're correct in your assessment, Father Jim. I am a bitch. I'm a tough insolent bitch. But I am fair." Monstere smirks back as he exits the pew and walks up the aisle towards the pew Jim is sitting in.

"So you're on a mission to establish peace as directed by the Vatican? How funny." Monstere's words drip with sarcasm. He walks past Jim's pew and stops. He lights another cigarette and turns on his heel to face Jim, a wispy cloud of smoke billowing from his lips.

"Let's cut the glib bullshit. What is it that you really want from me, Jimmy? My life story?" Monstere flicks the ash over his shoulder.

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

"Father Jim..." Monstere says slowly, as if he was tasting how the name sounds. "You're incorrect in your assessment. I don't require assistance. I know where I am, but have you got a clue where you are?"

Monstere rises from the pew, placing his hands on the back of the next row.

"I see that you are a man devoted to Christ. The local Baptist church is 30 minutes away, just so you know. This isn't a Christian establishment..."

Monstere also looks at the door and then returns his gaze to Father Jim. "So what is it that brings you here, Father Jim? Turning away from Christ? Coming to learn the deep things of Satan?"

Monstere smirks briefly, before returning to his usual stone cold expressionless demeanor.

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

Monstere drops the cigarette to the cold tile floor, squishing it out with his foot as he watches Jim sit in a pew a few rows away.

"My name is Cardinal Monstere."

Monstere stares at the man, still trying to gauge his intentions. He glances down at the cigarette butt and kicks it away, sending it across the floor. The aforementioned silence is thick. The tension is palpable.

"What gives you the idea that I am in need of assistance?" Monstere folds his arms over his chest and crosses his legs.

"And another thing, who are you?"

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

yes omg i accidentally keysmashed and sent before i could revise :sob:

Monstere sits up in the pew, the wood creaking underneath him. A light blue wisp of smoke trails from his lips. He squints, assessing the man before him.

"Can I help you?" Monstere asks in an apprehensive tone. He's never seen the man before. He looks around the Church. It's just the two of them. The silence is heavy in the air.

Cardinal Monstere lies about in a pew, smoking a cigarette. He's had a very long day of doing absolutely nothing. His little relaxed moment is rudely interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching.

@cardinalmonstere

(!!going to assume this is in ghost’s ministry)

Jim walked into the unholy church, looking around curiously. His eyes were filled with genuine wonder, he was back at the ministry after (not a very long time) being in Texas.

Back for a business trip, he strode his way into the church just to take a look around for the first time in a while.

It was empty, Jim noticed, besides one peculiar detail.

“Uh, hi there,” Jim spoke with a slight southern accent. He called out to the figure laying in a pew. Jim raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. That wouldn’t be allowed back home…

[cardinalmonstere]

Lazy night doodle of a malewife

(Should I post more of my art? Also, if you want to follow my main blog would be great lol)

[cardinalmonstere]

The letter, in possibly the most scratchy handwriting he has ever seen, reads as follows:

Papa Perpetua,

About time you got inside!

I look forward to meeting you and offering my assistance if need be.

Many congratulations to you.

Best,

Cardinal Monstere

Who is Cardinal Monstere? He is left with more questions than answers.

you notice a letter with scratchy writing addressed to you sitting on your desk. do you open it?

@cardinalmonstere

He looks down at it, dismissive at first, before ultimately deciding that he did not need even more mail piling up. Picking it up, he used a single claw to slice it open.

[cardinalmonstere]

I always wish I could've experienced the golden age of ocean travel.

[cardinalmonstere]

Bless Yourself & Genuflect.

NSFW 18+ Ghost RP Blog. Run by @herrmonstere. No affiliation with the band.

DM Roleplay is encouraged.

Character Info:

Cardinal Monstere is a 21 year old homosexual male, serving under Papa Perpetua. Quiet. Reserved. Flirtatious.

Likes: Champagne, Gauloises Cigarettes, Fragrances, Capri, The Ocean, Men, inner beauty, fountain pens, old movies, his record collection, silk scarves, his typewriter

Dislikes: Loud and aggressive people, artificial light, ballpoint pens, american cuisine, cellphones

About Mod:

This character is based off myself, albeit a little tweak here and there. Just here for fun!! DM Roleplay is encouraged, but keep in mind I'm not exactly quick with a response.

Remember to be kind! Mwah.