Did somebody say mirrorverse?

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Imagine, if you will, that some manner of hideous inter-dimensional magic mix-up has occurred, and doubles of your characters have appeared. These doppelgangers all have one thing in common: they are the polar opposite of their original in at least one way (which way/s is of course up to you

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Father Winchester is here to hear confessions.

[chosenfreedom]

*Stepping out of St. Micheal's Church after finishing his sermon for the week.*

hell. right here. hell.

[truewhitequeen]

*is walking past the church on her way back from the bakery*

Afternoon, Father.

so wrong it's right?

[chosenfreedom]

Oh hello Lara. Looking forward to your booth at Saturday's Bake Sale.

So wrong it's... still wrong. And also a little right.

[truewhitequeen]

I suspect you say that to your entire congregation, Father Winchester.

But I'll save you a slice of cherry pie anyway.

[chosenfreedom]

Ah, but your sweets are truly blessed. My humble thanks.

[truewhitequeen]

It's the least I can do for such a stalwart member of the community. How was the service?

[chosenfreedom]

It went well, I was just finishing my sermon for next Sunday. "Angels are Watching Over Us," for this theme.

[truewhitequeen]

Sounds illuminating. I hope I'll be able to hear it.

[chosenfreedom]

*stepping closer to clasp her shoulder with a smile*

I found myself...truly inspired recently. I think you will enjoy it.

[truewhitequeen]

[she smiles back, resting light fingertips on his hand]

I expect I will. Divine inspiration is always a pleasure to hear.

[chosenfreedom]

*His warm smile brightened further.*

It's rather personal to me, but I think the congregation will find it comforting. The promise of Paradise.

[truewhitequeen]

If anyone can comfort the entire congregation with a single sermon, it's you, Father. I've always held that you were extremely talented.

[chosenfreedom]

*He finally lowered his hand, and ducked his head bashfully. He would need to pray later and reflect on the sin of pride.*

Thank you, but it is not my words. I'm merely His humble instrument.

[truewhitequeen]

But a fine instrument can still be appreciated even if it isn't the Creator.

[she rests her hand on his shoulder for a moment before pulling away, a faint blush rising in her cheeks] It was good to see you, Father.

[chosenfreedom]

*Dean cleared his throat, and he should reflect on the sin of lust as well. He prayed he had not committed adultery in his heart.*

Appreciated yes, but only as a simple man. Focus anything more upon our Lord and Father.

I'll see you on Sunday, Lara.

The Boy King doesn't do confessions...

[huntingmemory]

*This one's not part of the congregation. He doesn't entirely stick out, except for his height. And the way people seem to instinctively walk around him. But he's standing at the gates, not trying to get closer.*