clownturnedkiller

[clownturnedkiller]

What will you do?

Kick

Caress cheek

Punch

Run away

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"We really need to stop running into each other."

Blitzø wrinkled his nose in distaste and grumbled, "Ugh. You're damn right we do. The hell are you doing here anyway? Didn't figure I'd run into you outside of Lust."

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Jesus fucking christ, I didn't realize Angel Dust was on here! Or that he knows who I am, apparently. How the fuck does he know who I am? I'm a nobody. It's not like half'a Hell's got me plastered on their wall.

And for the record, Moxxie, I do not stalk you. If anything I stalk Millie. But I'm not stalking her either! We're a family! Family spends time together!

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Well, folks, I finally managed to drag Stolas into the modern era and got him a blog! He's been talking for ages about how he wished he could have some sorta platform to talk to people more directly and blah blah blah. All that shit. I've been telling him, the internet is where it's at! Anyway, I may have also talked Moxxie into starting a blog. He's certainly got enough free time. Buuuut I've gotta go. My horse is waiting for me!

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“ ugh, you again ? thought i’d seen the last of you at ozzie’s , blitzo. “

"You should know by now I can hold a grudge. And I'm not backin' down until I say so." He sounded quite irritable. In truth, he had had no intentions of running into Fizz today. That had just been coincidence. But by Satan, if he wasn't going to take that opportunity.

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FAQ

//I have made some updates to my FAQ. That page is basically all the stuff not covered by my rules page. I know it looks long and intimidating, but it's as long as it is because I've been accumulating that page since 2013. It's gotten copied to all of my RP blogs and tweaked for the specific blog. But because it's as long as it is, it's also comprehensive. It's exactly what FAQ sounds like: a resource for if you've got something you're wondering about as far as how I run my blog. There are a lot of things covered there, from who I will and will not RP with to information about my muses vis-a-vis relationships to why I trim posts the way I do. So if you've got questions, that page likely has answers. So I do encourage you to go check that out. I also require that people read my rules prior to interacting, so just a friendly reminder to do that as well, since I've got a handful of new followers.

The FAQ page for Blitzø is here and the rules page is here.

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//I've been behind on my thread trackers, but I've finished updating Blitzø and the rest of the crew. If we've got threads together, I would appreciate it greatly if you could take a peek at his tracker and just make sure they're there. Blitzø's tracker can be found here.

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"You know, you're the only one who seems to mind. And I do not have a shitty attitude. My attitude is perfectly reasonable. You just need to grow a spine. I mean, you're the least intimidating assassin I've ever seen. Now, you could use that, but I don't ever see you doing that."

"Of course she can take care of herself! It wouldn't make me worry about her any less though. This isn't about Millie, this is about you and your shitty attitude! How you treat me and continue to harass me and invade my privacy no matter how many times, I tell you to stop! If I could, I would!"

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"What, you think Millie can't take care of herself? For shame, Moxxie. She'd be just fine. She's a natural born killer."

"I could quit."

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"You could. What's stopping you? I mean, aside from Millie. You know she's not quitting. That woman was practically made for violence."

"I could quit."

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In the spirit of Sinday, feel free to send 💞 + any dirty questions you may have for them on anon, and they HAVE to answer honestly!

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Blitzø managed to get in a headshot to take down one of the other demons, but that was the last of his ammunition. He reached for the knife at his belt and managed to catch another as they lunged at him. But the third was still circling him and far too fast for him to catch. The tentacle that speared the fourth through the head was a bit of a distraction, though and he darted closer to the sinner, figuring he might be safer there.

"Don't know what they are, but they're too fucking fast," Blitzø replied.

"Relax! I've got this!" He did not, in fact, have this. Not even remotely.

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Blitzø's smile faded very quickly upon hearing Angel's tone. He had, of course, recognized the sinner. This was Angel Dust. He was kind of a big deal. But the way he spoke stifled any excitement Blitzø may have held over meeting the man. The spider sounded scared, and that set off all kinds of alarm bells in the imp's head.

"Nah, I'd be wary, too," Blitzø assured him. "You're a star. You probably have some pretty crazy fans."

That was very clearly not what was going on here, but Blitzø was also aware that pressing Angel about it wasn't going to get him anywhere. Not with how frightened the sinner sounded.

"So, you've got some unfinished business, I assume? Since you're here and all. What can we do for ya? Need somebody to kill the bastard who got you sent down here? Maybe an ex? Bitchy neighbor?" Blitz speculated with a broad grin on his face.

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//As a reminder, I've got a bunch of Hellaverse blogs. And I've got at least a handful of open starters up on each. So I've listed those blogs and a link to their open starters below:

Angel Dust: @angel-dust-addict - opens

Alastor: @pentagramcityradio - opens

Husk: @gamblinggryphon - opens

Cypher: @theliarshart - opens

Stolas: @stolasowlofgoetia - opens

Blitzø: @clownturnedkiller - opens

Moxxie: @themoxxieboy - opens

All of these characters are canon to either Hazbin Hotel or Helluva Boss except for Cypher. Cypher is an AU version of Danny Holt from London Spy created for the Hellaverse. Each muse has their rules and bio in their pinned post.

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Anonymously tell me what ships you would like to see with my muse--

Canon/non-canon/another URL let me know--

OR

Send a ❤️ if you would like for our muses to ship~

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"Relax! I've got this!" He did not, in fact, have this. Not even remotely.

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Blitz sat, a bit apprehensive as he watched the grimoire drift into Stolas's hand. The night sky was a bit of a surprise, but the little figures were more so. He wasn't quite prepared for the lengthy explanation, though. The story did sound a bit fantastical. But he believed it. He believed Stolas. And that left him with a strange sensation of joy and trepidation.

"Stolas, I... You... You want to make me immortal?" He sounded as shocked as he felt. He honestly didn't know what to do with that. It was overwhelming. And it really drove home that Stolas meant what he said. He really did want to keep Blitz around. Blitz still didn't understand why, but evidently he did. And he absolutely did not know what to do with that.

"Why?" The question was out of his mouth before he could really think about it. He really, truly did not understand. Stolas would find someone else, surely. Despite their relationship still being very solid, Blitz couldn't help but feel insecure. He had been completely sure of Fizz, too. And that went to hell in a hand-basket, to use a rather ironic living world turn of phrase. Blitz had a history of fucking up relationships. Or of people getting sick of him and wanting out. This felt like Stolas was planning on keeping him, essentially, forever. "What's gonna happen when this blows up? I'm not good at this long-term shit. There's a really good chance I'm gonna fuck it up. Again. You're gonna want that back eventually."

Stolas sighed in releif when Blitz gave him the setting he wanted- essentially agreeing to Stolas's desire for him to never take the gem off, even if he didn't outright make the promise

He was a little hesitant to go into detail, but... if he had learned anything from their near breakup, it was that not being fully forthcoming with Blitz was an absolutely terrible idea

"Please sit my darling, this is.... a bit of a better explanation with full context," he said softly, setting the gem down on the desk before calling his grimoire to him from the shelf it currently rested on, Blitz still had it in his possession every night but the full moon, after all

With an easy sweep of his hand, the book turned to the correct pages, conjuring a beautifull illusion before them- the atmosphere falling dark like a night sky, and golden, sand-like textures emerging from the book, creating stick figures standing atop the pages- figures that began to move to act out the story Stolas was beginning to tell

"We call this gem the Moonstone- it's been based down through my family for generations, according to legend, it was created by my great, great grandfather many eons ago, before Hell even existed, back then, Earth had two moons, and as I mentioned, Hell had yet to come to form, meaning that my great, great grandfather- like all of Lucifer's original followers- was an angel, one night he received a prayer from a human woman- a witch- who was afraid for her lover's life, she had fallen in love with a soldier from an enemy clan, you see, and she worried that her lover would perish at the hands of her own family, now back then, witchcraft wasn't seen the way so many humans have seen it in recent years, it wasn't a sin or a condemnation of God, it was just an art form like any other, so the witch prayed to the angels, the spirits, and all other manner of celestial being to help her; my great, great grandfather ruled over the skies and cosmos much like I do, and when he heard this girl's plea, he was so moved by her sincerity, that he decided to answer it, and in doing so, he concocted something that could never be replicated- he took Earth's second moon from the sky and laced it with the embers of a dying star, then gave it to the young witch, who infused her own magic into the creation- thus, why it cannot be replicated, magic is always unique to it's holder, and in the end, they created this crystal- a crystal that grants it's wearer immortality, so long as they wear this crystal, no harm can come to them, not even age can claim their soul, for a time it worked for the young woman and her lover, but the crystal can only work for the wearer and there is only one, so as the woman began to age and the soldier found himself trapped in stasis, he began to fear that the crystal would curse him with a life alone, he decided one day to give the crystal back to his lover, so that she could stop her own aging for a time- though, it's unclear if the crystal really works that way or not- but unbeknownst to him, his bride's father knew what his daughter had done, knew of the crystal's power, and the moment the soldier took off the gem, his beloved's father cut off his head, separating the lovers.... but only for a short time, his daughter was so distraught that she took her own life to be with her love again, but not before placing a curse on her father and his descendants- it was around this time that the rebellion in heaven began, and by the time my great, great grandfather fell to the underworld, the curse had been set, and her father and all his other descendants had begun to appear in hell- with the crystal, a gift my great, great grandfather took back, angry that his good will had been practically spat on by the girl's family, he held onto the crystal until the birth of his first son and the passings on through generations began there, each one growing less and less impressed with what they presumed to be a powerless chunk of space rock- but I rule the cosmos as my great, great grandfather did, I KNOW the story is real- or atleast.... the magic held in this crystal is, I've seen Earth's second moon in visions, and can feel the indescribable power that sits in this box, to a Cosmic Witch- for lack of a better term- such as myself, it's... much the way you would feel holding a loaded gun I suppose, but more- much more,"

Pausing, he took a deep breath, reaching out to gently take Blitz's hand, the sand figures from the book crumpling into nothing more than piles of glitter, before fading away completely

"My family believes this crystal to be nothing more than a useless rock, so they think nothing of letting me have it, but I know the truth, I know that it can protect you, it can keep you safe from the horrors your profession entails, from people down here who seek to stand against you just because of who or what you are, or.... your association with me.... from the very concept of mortality it's self, I'm not sure but it may even protect you from angelic weapons, given it was created- at the time- by an angel himself, I'm already very close to immortal- as is Via- so we don't really need it but you..... you do..."

Pausing again, he glanced down, squeezing Blitz's hand

"But it's absolutely imperative that you never give it to anyone else, it's.. as I said.... the original owner of the crystal was so overcome by greif when her lover was murdered that she cursed her own family... and... she used the crystal to do so, I'm a little foggy on the exact details, but from what I understand, only someone who possesses the same magic of that wich resides in the crystal can choose to bestow it upon another, anyone who does not possess such magic and attempts to do so will face a gruesome death, as will whoever they've given the crystal to, I share the same powers my great, great grandfather had, so I can choose to give this to you, so... please Blitz, please wear it... please..."