02-14-2020, 04:59 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]'Tis seemed as they true cause was being lost in translation.
'Tis normal, he supposed, for the Messiah to acquire fangirls. He was the landline between Earth and The Otherside, transferring and interpreting messages, prophecies. That quality alone was enough to be a chick magnet, sure, but it wasn't enough to put as much faith into Kai as they did Abaddon, no. Sometimes he wondered if those who put they faith into their religion was out for the true cause, or just because they Messiah looked slightly more presentable when he wasn't covered in dirt. As a loyal disciple of The Pastor, he took on the responsibility of huntin' down the faith, almost as if he were a bloodhound. It was easy to spot the signs if you was observant enough, and he's got a few names on his checklist. Out of all of them names, there's one cruisin' at the top. Katherine.
She was a little harder than the rest of 'em. Far more vocal, more active within Isaac — a close friend of Kai himself. Karen undoubtledly had faith, but not in What you might expect. Her loyalty ain't rely with The Pastor as much as it did with Kai. Had he been more vocal about his leavin', he's sure she'd have followed Him blindly without his askin'. Jagger held nothing against their Messiah, although closer to his end, Jagger had some questions on whether or not still had his head screwed on straight. He seemed to give his prior right-hand, Silas, way too much credit. The Devil? If the Devil was scrawny and stupid, sure. The Pastor was testing him to see how he'd respond under pressure. And that pressure sent him into a downward spiral into potential death— and now he was, and rightfully, chaos ensued. But no one made a scene quite like Karen did.
If people generated fire, then it'd surely be at her feet. Jagger watches her, absorbs in the halfwitted words she spoke. Not at all surprising for a woman, especially not for one named Karen; she had a knock at being an belligerent bitch. She seemed to give herself far too much credit than what was due, attempting to convince the congregation that she was right. That Kai was not dead. That they have failed Abaddon. For Jagger, however, the signs was there. Life discontinued without the presence of Kai, someone that they was dwelling on coming back. Jagger doubts little that he made it. Even if Silas ain't corrupt him, something else might've. Maybe Kai ain't have this in mind, but he at least had some idea what he was doin' by putting Sam in Temporary lead. Didn't Karen know that by questioning Sam, she was trusting her own 'sovereign's judgement?'
"Ain't meanin' to be rude miss but," Frankly, her accusatory words in Jagger's faith pissed him off. Someone had to speak for them. "I'm sure Abaddon came to you Himself to say that, right?" The question is rhetorical, he doubts it. "Because if not — if you just making assumptions without any proof — then why should we believe you? Accusing us of blasphemy ain't going to stop our future from dying, and frankly, I'm sure this is what Kai woulda' wanted." Young have always died, sure, but never at this rate. The numbers was rising of those of legality, of Sin. No wonder they young was dying left and right. It only made sense that Sam was tryin' to follow Abaddon's — and maybe even Kai's — rule in life movin' forward.
'Tis normal, he supposed, for the Messiah to acquire fangirls. He was the landline between Earth and The Otherside, transferring and interpreting messages, prophecies. That quality alone was enough to be a chick magnet, sure, but it wasn't enough to put as much faith into Kai as they did Abaddon, no. Sometimes he wondered if those who put they faith into their religion was out for the true cause, or just because they Messiah looked slightly more presentable when he wasn't covered in dirt. As a loyal disciple of The Pastor, he took on the responsibility of huntin' down the faith, almost as if he were a bloodhound. It was easy to spot the signs if you was observant enough, and he's got a few names on his checklist. Out of all of them names, there's one cruisin' at the top. Katherine.
She was a little harder than the rest of 'em. Far more vocal, more active within Isaac — a close friend of Kai himself. Karen undoubtledly had faith, but not in What you might expect. Her loyalty ain't rely with The Pastor as much as it did with Kai. Had he been more vocal about his leavin', he's sure she'd have followed Him blindly without his askin'. Jagger held nothing against their Messiah, although closer to his end, Jagger had some questions on whether or not still had his head screwed on straight. He seemed to give his prior right-hand, Silas, way too much credit. The Devil? If the Devil was scrawny and stupid, sure. The Pastor was testing him to see how he'd respond under pressure. And that pressure sent him into a downward spiral into potential death— and now he was, and rightfully, chaos ensued. But no one made a scene quite like Karen did.
If people generated fire, then it'd surely be at her feet. Jagger watches her, absorbs in the halfwitted words she spoke. Not at all surprising for a woman, especially not for one named Karen; she had a knock at being an belligerent bitch. She seemed to give herself far too much credit than what was due, attempting to convince the congregation that she was right. That Kai was not dead. That they have failed Abaddon. For Jagger, however, the signs was there. Life discontinued without the presence of Kai, someone that they was dwelling on coming back. Jagger doubts little that he made it. Even if Silas ain't corrupt him, something else might've. Maybe Kai ain't have this in mind, but he at least had some idea what he was doin' by putting Sam in Temporary lead. Didn't Karen know that by questioning Sam, she was trusting her own 'sovereign's judgement?'
"Ain't meanin' to be rude miss but," Frankly, her accusatory words in Jagger's faith pissed him off. Someone had to speak for them. "I'm sure Abaddon came to you Himself to say that, right?" The question is rhetorical, he doubts it. "Because if not — if you just making assumptions without any proof — then why should we believe you? Accusing us of blasphemy ain't going to stop our future from dying, and frankly, I'm sure this is what Kai woulda' wanted." Young have always died, sure, but never at this rate. The numbers was rising of those of legality, of Sin. No wonder they young was dying left and right. It only made sense that Sam was tryin' to follow Abaddon's — and maybe even Kai's — rule in life movin' forward.
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