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Realistic or Modern The Cathedral

Turbinail

The Intelligent
The cathedral, a perfect place to take shelter during a strong winter blizzard that could last for who knows how long. The seven people stuck inside have matches, lamps, heating sources, as well as lighting sources. Being trapped in doesn't seem so bad, when snow of very thickness covers the door and the windows, it seemed like a nice place to take shelter, you think you're all settled to wait for the blizzard to end, but you're not alone. You have six other people with you, and something incapable to analyze, and that something is unholy for a cathedral.


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The Cathedral


1. Don't control other characters


2. Be literate


3. Use correct grammar


4. Have fun!


I'll add more when the role play starts.


Cassie rushed inside, trying to get herself out of the blizzard that was about to arrive. She had parked her car in the front and had quickly took a seat in one of the deserted slide in chairs and clamped her hands together and began to pray about this blizzard. "Please heavenly father, let this blizzard be short, bless my family, bless my friends, bless the sick and the poor, please let me survive this night in this place protected by my heavenly father. In Jesus' name we pray, amen." She finished, being very religious, she thought it would be the right moment to say a prayer.


She lied back in the chair and saw a red figure rapidly fly from rafter to rafter. She pushed the idea out of her head, thinking that it was just a hallucination from her brain, which was going through anxiety, tiredness and stress, probably causing her to see things is all the answers. She knew it was just probably her brain made up, because her eyelids felt heavy, as if they were being pulled down my concrete blocks that would just keep falling and falling.
 
Alcina watched the girl, her presence unnoticed. Perhaps she gave off a cold aura of doom, but she had used her powers to make herself blend. It wasn't invisiblity, more like creating an illusion of nothingness, and in her opinion much more dignified. Even though she was invisible, her dark cloak's hood was drawn up to cast a shadow to conceal her face. The blue orb of fire at the top of her staff puffed and sifted serenely. She almost gave a small laugh at the way the prayer was said: with hope, as if he was to be believed in and loved and not scorned. If the Lord was so great, why was she so unrighteously murdered on the land of the Cathedral. Still, she had to commend her spirit. Praying immediately coming into a strange place...not exactly helpful, but very spiritual.


As the girl fell asleep, she felt almost sorry for her. A haunted holy place wasn't something a young woman should bargain for. Such a shame, such a shame. So young..yet so naive. She sighed, the first noise she had made in two days, a soft whisp of sound that traveled with the wind. She caught sight of Hellfire evilly flickering and she had to roll her eyes.
 
Hellfire shot down into one of the backrooms and transformed into his priest form, into the body which he once had. His hand was covered in a dark leather glove, which was the only sign of the burn he had left. He walked up to the woman. "Good evening, hello?" He shook her until she awoke again. She rubbed her eyes and stared at the priest. "Oh, I am so sorry." She said, about to get up and walk away. "Oh, no. It's fine, you may stay." He said, keeping her sitting in the seat.


Cassie tried going back to sleeps Hellfire walked back into the back room, transformed back into himself and shot over to Alcina. "This girl, very naïve, she's going to be too easy to manipulate." He says, cracking his neck and his knuckles.
 
Alcina rolled her eyes, a bit annoyed at Hellfire's sudden enthusiasm. "Just don't overdo it." She knew he was evil, he was plotting. However, she had a sense of justice that she wasn't sure the other demon had. She felt obligated to keep him in line if he overstepped his boundaries. Even demons couldn't go crazy over a weak human. She, of course, felt no need to toy around with this person unless she was excessively bored or if they angered her. Her illusions could be really gory if she wanted it to be. She was an observer at heart and didn't meddle around like Hellfire did.
 
Cassie awoke, due to a noise in the rafters. She looked up and saw shadows. "Oh, please lord. Keep me alive for tonight, these demons are here, I sense them." She had gotten these senses of demons before, mostly at graveyards, empty places, or a crime scene. She caught a glimpse of what looked like red burnt skin. She began biting her nails and scurried through her purse and snatched her phone.


"Pick up, pick up." She mumbled as she began calling her mother. There was no signal, only a voice mail. She chucked her phone across the cathedral and pulled her knees to her chest, and began breathing heavily. She pulled her cross necklace out from underneath her shirt, saying a prayer, or revealing a cross accessory could repel unholy forces for a very short time, but she didn't think that the blizzard would last a very short time.
 
She's so stupid. Alcina couldn't help but think that the girl was unbelievably dull. "Hellfire, what are you going to do with her?" She saw the cross being pulled out and frowned. She could tell that the girl could sense them now, which was sort of interesting. At least she had some sense of sanity. Crosses were useless to her, especially the way people used them to repel unholy forces. If the forces were after you, you could never throw them off for long. "Oh. She thinks a cross can save her in this dire situation. Maybe she believes we'll never be able to hurt her with a cross." The demon shook her head, sighing lightly. These humans really needed to think these beliefs thoroughly.
 
Hellfire jumped from the rafters, and slightly slid his fingers among her back and her neck, then turned up towards the rafters and flew up before the girl could notice. Cassie turned around and jumped from the long aisles of chairs. She sprinted towards the door and tried pulling on the rustic handles, but it wouldn't budge, it was locked.
 
Alcina exhaled. Hellfire was having fun. She quickly made an illusion that the ceiling near the girl crumpled and sank into the ground, dissolving in an inky mess beneath the tiles. However, she took the illusion away afterwards so that the girl would think that she was only imagining it. Nothing was more amusing than seeing someone sane think they were going insane, it was a special type of psychological entertainment.
 
Cassie freaked at the crumbling ceiling, but it disappeared and she pushed it off as an illusion, or maybe she was going insane.
 

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