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☆ put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. it's time to spread positivity!

[ from: theorist anon]

((ooc: wahhhh recovered from a fever and saw this :']

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((ooc: just so you guys know, he's at the old church again and he's yelling at the statues there

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((ooc: hey chat! I know I haven't been that active much, hope y'all don't mind :T

I'm not leaving! Don't worry. I'm just working on some stuff irl rn and there's also two projects for this blog I'm working on, one of them might be finished in a couple weeks or so.

Anyways, I just wanted to say thank you guys so much for sticking around with me and my muse! It was honestly so fun getting to play as my oc! I started this blog off when I was first introduced to rp ask blogs in Tumblr, more specifically the doppelworker blog, which inspired me to make one for Asmo! If it hadn't been for my SIGverse addiction and my curiosity about this little hellsite, this blog wouldn't exist today and I wouldn't have met all the lovely roleplayers in the community.

I love you all <33

The "Wouldn't You Like GMV" will be posted soon! I promise!

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u mentioned going to a musical theater college before. why did u go there in the first place anyway?

"How about you mind your own fucking business?"

> [He walks a bit further into the city, trying to find the same abandoned building he left before he notices...]

"... WHEN THE FUCK WERE THERE SO MANY CROSSES IN THE STREET?!?! GODDAMN IT!!!"

> [He kicks a trash can.]

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Holy shit! What happened to you?!!

"Hehe, i-it's alright! I'm fine. This one sure isn't, though..."

> [Asmo kicked the corpse's body before summoning a handkerchief for himself, wiping his mouth and hands before it disappeared in thin air. Most of his features were slowly returning, the light in his eyes glowing once more and the red in his hair slowly fading in.]

"*Hurk...!* ... I need to clean up..."

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Uuhhmm... Do you eat human food?

(TW CANNIBALISM(???))

> [This time, he went all in.]

> [He took a bite out of a heart that he had just ripped out from the unfortunate victim. He looked up at the Anon with his ruby-red eyes.]

"... Define human food."

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Bro... What happened to you?!

"I was fasting because I got self-conscious and felt guilty. Next question."

> [He stared at a lone man in an alleyway with hunger in his eyes.]

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The doors to Lucifer's office are kicked open. Asmo walked inside. He looked a lot different than his usual look now. More... human-like. Slightly thinner, too.

"Hey, boss. Uhh..."

Lucifer looked down from his desk, staring at Asmo in shock.

"Oh, wow."

"Yeah... Mind helping me out? My arms hurt a lot."

"Right. Here."

Lucifer handed Asmo a file, letting it fly through the air as it went in front of the incubus. Asmo read through it and nodded.

"You sure this won't get me in trouble with he higher-ups?" Asmo said, taking the file from the air.

"If you are good at going under their radar, then yes. I trust you well with that."

"Yeah, well, they aren't too clever these days."

Lucifer watched as Asmo was about to leave before calling out to him.

"Asmo, hang on."

Asmo turned around, hand still on the door handle, "Yes, sir?"

"Mind explaining to me why you haven't eaten for a month?"

"Two months, actually."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow at Asmo. The incubus sighed, letting go of the handle and going back to the spot in the middle of the room.

"I've just... Been putting it off."

"It's because of that human friend of yours, correct?"

Asmo looked down at the ground in shame before nodding slightly, "It's been feeling wrong for me to do so, sir. Sorry."

Lucifer simply nodded, letting the other continue, "He's been missing for a while now and I've been waiting for him to write to me again. And after a while, I realized it kind of feels wrong for me to eat people now that, y'know... What if I killed someone close to him? Someone who he was fond with? I never really thought about that until now and..."

"You feel like you're a traitor?"

Asmo nodded.

"Well, all I see is someone who only wants to do the right thing while making connections with others. Though, I have to admit, your dependency on him is a little concerning, to say the least."

"I know, sir."

"If you'd like, we can set you up for one of the counseling sessions we provide. You've been putting that one off as well ever since you got here."

"I didn't think I needed it, sir. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize. I'm glad you came up to me. Now, if you would like, we can set one up for you either now or next week. You still need to eat, after all."

"I think I'd be okay with next week."

"Alright. I'll let Leviathan know. You're dismissed."

Asmo bowed down to the king before leaving the office, walking through the halls. If he got his features back, would he still be able to get to Forcas?

... Probably. He had to try.

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Would you like mine? I can try to go get a blog so we can communicate more and make it easier to take my soul….what else…..oh! the contracts you gave me set themselves on fire when I tried to use them.

And-and happy Valentine’s Day! I got something you might like? It’s a little late but it’s better than nothing right?

{ You got a gift! It’s a little keychain of you and the angel, both holding their favorite drinks.}

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"Ah... Well, that tends to happen when the contracts get into the wrong hands. I guess I forgot about that part..."

"For the soul... Hm... Sure, why not? I don't want to go into detail in how I usually take souls, but I guess I can do it the other way where I have to maybe drink a bit of your blood... If you don't mind, of course. I could probably just drink it with a glass, seeing as some of you Anons don't really run out of that soul of yours.

"It's weird, but I guess it comes with whatever power you guys have. Makes me wonder if your kind is just a subspecies of human or not."

> [Asmo took the keychain, his eyes sparkling as he looked at it in awe. He clasped it around his hand and placed the closed fist over his chest, muttering a small "thank you" before keeping it in his bedside drawer. He loved it, and you could clearly see it in his face.]

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ASMO! Happy Valentine's day 💌💘🌹

> [Asmo was doodling on his bed. He looked... a lot more like a human than his normal form. Something was wrong...]

"Happy Valentines day, bud. I know, I'm not in a good shape right now. I might need some... souls to eat. Keeps my form working, you know?"

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Hey there…..Uhhh, it’s been a while? I just- I’m sorry. I think it’s my fault. Well part of it.

A majority of us told him to leave the basement, but right as he left. The chef dude was right there.

Now all of us cant keep in touch and-and he’s probably going to be in worse condition now thanks to me.

{This anon doesn’t look like it slept in days. Weeks even. It’s now less like Swiss cheese, but still damaged.} nobody wants damaged goods after all

I’ve should’ve done something but I didn’t and it sucks. Helping the others doesn’t seem to be working when the location might change.

Well, that’s all the update I wanted to give you. Sorry.

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Note:// I kid you not I literally panicked when I come back and there’s so many things happening, lore wise. Anyways, how’s life? And what’s your favorite drink?))

> [Asmo sat down on the floor, putting an icepack on his forehead. His scar hurt, but he didn't want to open it or else he was in for a hell of a pain.]

"I can't get to him, either... My letters aren't sending, I can't fly... it's like something is trying to prevent me from even going near him. I'm just...!"

"... I can't let something like this happen again..."

> [He looked at the Anon and picked them up, putting them on the bed.]

"You should rest. You look like you need one."

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Asmo! Hi!! Just wondering, if you know Dona Morte? (Or Dianne, if u don't know who that is.)

> [He's banging his head on his bedroom wall. His tail seemed to have shortened in length, and the dark ombre in his arms were starting to look like burns.]

> [When Asmo heard your voice, he turned to look at you.]

"O-ow... Oh, D-Dianne? I um... Heard she was a good dealer but I don't know her personally... I um.... Sorry, you came in a bad time. Can you maybe come back later, please?"

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Y'all, give me like a week then I'll be back. Exams are here and I need to get a 90 on my Math and Science to get into my dream school

I might update sometimes !!

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Uuuuhhh... Yeah, hi. I think Delta is dead

"He's what...?"

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"I'm calling boss."

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"Why isn't he responding... What is going on...?"

"I... Oh no..."

"I can't get to him... I-I don't know why..."

"Oh, fuck please..."

"Please, don't make me go through this again..."

"I-I can't lose another one..."

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"...!"

"Something just happened..."

> [DO NOT TELL HIM. HE DOESN'T HAVE TO KNOW. YOU CARE ABOUT HIM DON'T YOU? HE'S BEEN HAVING A SHITTY WEEK. YOU DON'T WANT TO MAKE IT WORSE.]

> [NO ONE HAS TO KNOW.]

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Asmo! How's it like to be Lucifer's little dealer?

"It's like taking care of a theater kid. Do you know how theater kids act like? I would know, I've visited a few Musical Theater colleges and let me tell you, those people are nuts. I love them. LUCIFER however is an EMO theater kid. You get what I mean, right?"