Fortitudo Dei

Monsters now. Appearances give insight and deceive in the same moment. Monsters are not always so fittingly made up to be so. Our Lucifer have been given a very different look, and an outlook. What can be made of that? I will not tell you. No, you can all be lead into the righteous waters or given the pen to write your name in the Book of Life but yourself alone can write in it.

Have the things you seen repulsed you? This curse and others... how much blood and suffering, magic and might, has passed before us all. I am not the oldest occupant. And I know that there is still so much more to come.

And to the former monsters...what does that make you feel?

All of us are creatures of creation. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Ah, are we all ourselves once more?

Some of you had made such a terrific improvement. While others had gone to the extreme. That was an interesting romp into the possibility of extremes. What now? A sigh of relief? Perhaps a sense of longing for what could have been.

A complete transformation is always possibility, for better or for worst. Take care for the decisions you make can lead to an entirely unexpected path.

Don't fret, the curse may be over but your Father is always watching you.

[ooc; Someone has made themselves scarce.]

Come out, I know you are there! Show yourself.

I want to see the face of the audacious person who spills blood on holy ground. Oh you may hide, yes hide all that you like. You, the lowest of low, can slink away to whatever corner or crevice this City has to offer but you cannot evade the eyes of God.

Lilith... Of all, why you...

Is this the price to be paid for claiming mastery over that which God has made?

Only He can save you from eternal death. Consider this a baptism. You shall live through this horror and lead a life of faith and strength because of Him.

Peculiar day, City. Of course it doesn't escape me that today is April Fool's Day. It isn't beyond you to celebrate it as a holiday. And what a disorganized, un-uniformed fashion.

Several of you are unchanged while others are carrying on in the most ridiculous of fashion. Even for a curse the results vary greatly.

The deities want to make a point that we are times prisoners, our John Constantine for example is literally captive. How do you fair, John?

And you, Tony?

Private to Lilith;

I haven't seen much of the man with his blasphemous new church. I trust you are well in all respects.

Gender, does it truly matter, City? Yes, do change form.

It may do a few of you some aesthetic benefit, however the health and quality of your soul remains.

Sexual impulses...I suppose that is another topic entirely, isn't it?

I have looked everywhere and John, the true John, is no where to be found. How disappointing. On the other hand, with this John there can be opportunity. He does have the same wayward streak. I imagine Father would want me to reach out and attempt to help. That gives room for my other plan.

Father, what would you say? I'm listening. Tell me.

The limits of my patience are greatly tested in this City. So many ungrateful, proud sinners. And to see and hear their thoughts...utterly consumed by the demands of the body. Do they not know that time will betray them, illness and age will lay it all to waste what they put so much effort and time into? Ah, mankind. Such gifts given. Near a waste.

I wonder if these two curses are meant to pit the sexes against one another. There is a large number of women in the City, solitary without a man. The men over all have taken to their own gender for comfort and needs. A sign of the times. There are so many people as it is. Copulation and infancy are not such hit or miss tasks.

The newer shelter dwellers don't wish to go to chapel. Perhaps if I were to give incentive...that would be much, much better. An empty stomach can motivate a mind. Ah, yes.

Has a portion of Los Angeles been poured into this wretched place? I would say so by the looks of it. You are welcomed to come to the chapel, I dearly hope you are prudent enough to respect the rules therein else we will have a problem.

A John Constantine has come about in exchange for another magician. What will the City lose of so many are welcomed I wonder.

Dear citizens, I worry for you, as any member of the clergy and a child of God would. I have a message for you, all of you:

Our restless passions of youth and in general turn our lives upside down. The only way we can endure is through devotion to each other and to God. He sees all, hears all and knows all. Be upfront with your Father and you will have nothing to fear.

( Private//Unhackable )

God already knows all secrets.

A new year by another calender always inspires the impression of a fresh start, does it not? Why not. Through out your existence you will only have so many opportunities. Why not take a chance?

Start a new, citizens. Purify your heart, mind and soul. Come as you are to your Father in Heaven.

Confess.

[ooc; Heeenrymun comment spam?]

One justice has been dispensed and another emerges. What manner of chaos are you inflicting now, rabble? What is your cause? The smell of smoke and sound of screams will not satisfy you in the end. You spill blood in an effort to feed your gluttony? I'm curious.

Tony, I know it is still soon yet but I would your opinion of the layout I have for the church's garden. At your leisure, of course.

Father in Heaven, perfect in your honesty and love of truth this day.
Grant that lawyers and judges may imitate you and achieve true justice for all people.
All I do this day and all the days to follow shall be in your name and your honor.
I wish for your justice, my God, and the capacity to protect innocence.
Let your will be done.
Amen.

[ooc; I go to work nao. DX Tags and trialness en mass when I return!]

Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue, I am justly proud.

Et tibit Pater.

Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar--

What is this nonsense?

I'm rather surprised to see that reconstruction after the destruction we had endured are moving along smoothly. Too smoothly.

In light of recent events, I feel action is needed.

How will this battle be won? You all have done so well thus far. Such trials to defend your own and seek out those lost.

It's pleasing and disheartening to see so many varied warriors from the prideful, the pure hearted to the greedy, the deranged...with their weapons of intellect, tact and material. The qualities of materials sum up to mean that they are breakable and can fail you.

Now is the time, City. "Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against rulers of this dark age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in heavenly places."

Save yourselves.

Curses and revelry for the new year, a charming celebration, dear City. Polarity is just everywhere, isn't it? Comedy and tragedy. The cursed and the blessed. 

Heaven and Hell.

 I feel a vague...sense of forboding static electricity. I pray for you, all of you. Let this be the year which opens eyes and hearts. Your inability to see will greatly pain you, friends.

The church remains quaint as per Tony's preference. Perhaps the exterior can be improved. An appeasing walk way with flowers come spring time. Roses, thornless to one side. Do you care for flowers, Rosiel?

Carmine, what on earth is going on? I'm a reputable couselor if you need assistance. Keeping and interpreting law is part of what I am. 

Filtered to Lilith//Warded and Cursed

Thank you.

Contrary to popular belief, it was not in winter. Shepherds don't comfortably sleep in the open at night especially in the cold of winter. They were about 2 kilometers East from Bethlehem, just outside of the village of Beit Sahour "Place of the Magi" as some call it. The sky was so clear, every star paled in comparison to that star.

Can you imagine? These days you hardly see the stars with all of those electronic lights. I imagine that is part of how the tradition came to pass. Light is important. It guides the way doesn't it? He is the Way, the Truth and the Light. And one star to outside the others was a signal.

I was not able to see Him with my own eyes, the night of His birth. It was the first time my feet touched ground since I spoke with the young bride of Joseph. I can almost remember the cool blades of grass beneath my toes as I and others watched the flock and sang.

You give gifts because of Him. It began as a reminder of the greatest gift of all that has been given to you, mortal man. Salvation.

 Hosanna in Excelsis.