Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste.

[wealth_andtaste]

Prepare, O community, to be dazzled

Comments

[notangelwhore]

*...oh, and isn't this a nice surprise -- he's just going to look positively icy* Get out of here.

[wealth_andtaste]

Gabriel! *laughs, in a distinctly condescending manner* If Jovah himself has no power over me, no laws to bend me to, you have none.

[notangelwhore]

*coldly* Jovah has infinite power over you. You should know that. He struck you down.

[wealth_andtaste]

I flew over Galo and the Plain and declared Jovah was dead. He did nothing. He did not strike me down.

[notangelwhore]

*...sighs* You -- must not remember.

[wealth_andtaste]

There is nothing to remember. If this is some scheme to make me doubt my place, it will fail. My mind is set. I know there is no god.

[notangelwhore]

There is everything to remember. I watched Jovah's thunderbolt strike the mountain and I watched you and your followers be destroyed.

[wealth_andtaste]

It never happened, Gabriel. Surely you admit that you see me standing here. If Jovah struck me down, why am I still here? How could I be?

[notangelwhore]

Strange things happen here. The angelica lost some of her memory. I know what I saw, Raphael. I know that Jovah exists.

[wealth_andtaste]

You were mistaken, or you are lying.

[notangelwhore]

Or, more likely, you are mistaken.

[wealth_andtaste]

*holds his hand out* Am I? I felt the wind under my wings and heard the silence Jovah responded to me with. I feel alive. I would be surprised to find I was not.

[notangelwhore]

*watches dispassionately* He will strike you down again.

[wealth_andtaste]

We will see.

[notangelwhore]

We will. You're nothing more than one angel.

[wealth_andtaste]

As are you.