The Cultist lets out a cackle, before that toothy grin wavers, only for a moment, upon realizing she hasn't met the royal bird demon before! "Ah, Manners Manners, Especially for someone who CONDONES such acts!" She puts her knife away on her leg, putting her hands on her hips and grinning-

"Because most people don't realize what their existence does to other people, so I clean up what they can't understand~!" The Cultist swings her knife around in her fingers, she was someone who enjoyed bloodshed, and carnage of bleeding others dry, quite a good silent killer.

"The Blood Moon~! It's a time where souls of the dammed and monsters from the darkness come back to live once more!~" She was REALLY giddy about this-

-{ BLOOD MOON START }- "Witness the blood moons rise~ When It's red glow basks down from the heavens~ The restless souls of Gannon's army rise once more~ Just as we did in a battle long forgotten. . . We Threaten the lands once more~"

"BLOODMOON BLOODMOON BLOODMOON BAHAHAHAH~!" She LOVES bloodmoons. It allows for much, much more gory things to be done.

How I roleplay Stella Goetia, a Thread: Stella Goetia is an interesting character, a well designed royal bird lady who is both graceful AND deadly. The character at first had a lot of potential, but in the end her canon personality boiled down to 'Evil witch who hates Stolas.' - - -

She has a urge to start singing to the gloom She doesn't sing normally. She won't be singing right now.

"Sin for me, mortal."

yeah, its Valentines day, the cultist is fucking HAMMERED She can handle quite a bit of alcohol. . .however she is 5 bottles deep-

Points at the electric rat thing "There"

"I just witnessed a grown man lie to himself" It brings a tear of pure joy to her hair covered eye.

yeahhhh. . .totally a kissing booth.

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"Someone said awooga to me earlier today" "they died."

<- Can speak in English and Gloomy Tongue, something she uses to communicate with gloom hands

Don't mind her, just taking some gloom hands on a walk away from their normal spot- aaand they just ripped a guy in half. She was walking them so they could hunt on their own.

//Sì, so parlare italiano. //Succhiati questo, Bill Gates

//do I need to start speaking Italian on the feed

" #SwordSunday ~!" . . . That's just a dead body-

She likes to stare at people she finds interesting from a distance It's quite hard for her to step within 45 feet of them however.

@prettycosplay.bsky.social "I know where you live, and I will personally hang you with your own intestines~❤️"

Touch her chest and she'll turn you into a tater tot. What is a tater tot? It's where your arms and legs are lopped off and made into a hearty broth for the gloom.

Feeding a finger salad to some gloom hands. Its literally just a bowl of fingers.

SHE HEARD MURDER WHERE

They usually carried either the smell of death, or like Blue Nightshade, which was the easiest way of telling if she was actively carrying around any gore on her person. She also had a extremely similar color palette to the gloom.

❝ I can't blame you for trying... But I /can/ punish you~! ❞ [ ❤️ & 🔁 ? ]

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Spinning around in the middle of a massive pile of gloom She's hoping she can entice some sort of reaction to make it dance with her after a sacrifice.

She's currently eating a bunch of fingers. if you put any sort of lettuce in her finger salad she'll add your fingers to the salad.

Spinning around on a rusted halberd she got from her latest sacrifice, she's grown quite skilled at her agility when it comes to such feats. It's how she's grown so good at avoiding attacks and making it seem like she teleports around.

❝ されどバラバラ マダラに紛れ 、 待てど暮らせど怖気づいた頃には、 ちょいと遅すぎた間に合わない。。。❞

She's heading to bed, of course, not before a nightly ritual to feed the festering gloom of the Gerudo Highlands. Two victims, a couple that were having a night out. decided to try and help the wrong "Poor old lady", that trick never gets old. Once they are consumed she's going to go rest.

ᅟᅟ ❝𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐙𝐲𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞... 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞❜𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞.❞ | #DnDRp | #MVRP | #FantasyRp | 𝗌𝖿𝗐 & 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐 , 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗂 - 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗈𝖼 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅 ♡ ／ ♺ ᅟᅟ ᅟᅟ ᅟᅟᅟᅟ

"ȶɦɛ քɛʀֆօռ աɦօ ɦǟɖ ɨȶ ʟǟֆȶ ɖʀօքքɛɖ ɨȶ աɦɛռ ɨ ֆȶǟɮɮɛɖ ȶɦɛʍ."

"ֆɛʟʄɨɛ~" This Selfie was not taken on her Purah pad, hence the poor quality. She just got this one.

( new pinned for the entire arc )

Casually pushing a random person's finger down the barrel "ռօ."

Wiggling the tail in his face

"ֆɨʍքʟɛ, ȶɦɛ ɢʟօօʍ ռɛɛɖֆ ֆǟƈʀɨʄɨƈɛֆ~!" She says, tossing the knife in the air with a skilled spin, before her deft hands catch it upside down, before she shifts the blade closer to her mouth and licks it. . .clearly that knife has not been cleaned. "ʍʍʍʍʍʍɦɦɦɦ~"

Casually holding out the tail "ʀɨɢɦȶ ɦɛʀɛ, ֆǟʋɛɖ ɨȶ ʄօʀ ʟǟȶɛʀ."

"օɦ ǟʟʟ ӄɨռɖֆ օʄ աօռɖɛʀʄʊʟ ȶɦɨռɢֆ, ɨ ֆɦօʊʟɖ ֆȶɨʟʟ ɦǟʋɛ ֆօʍɛ օʄ ȶɦɛ քǟʀȶֆ~" Cue her rummaging through her robe pockets, only for things such as eyes, tongues, teeth, fingers, toes, and other grotesque things.

"ɨ ɖօռ'ȶ ȶɦɨռӄ ʏօʊ'ɖ ʟɨӄɛ ȶօ ʍɛɛȶ ȶɦɛ ʄǟȶɛ օʄ ʏօʊʀ քɛօքʟɛ աɦօ ʄɛʟʟ ȶօ ʍɛ, աօʊʟɖ ʏօʊ քʀɨռƈɛֆֆ~?" Casually flipping her sacrificial dagger out from her exposed thigh, twirling it around her fingers

"ӄռɨɢɦȶ օʄ ʏɛ օʟɖ ʄʀօɢ ɮʀɛǟȶɦ."

Now you all are probably wondering, what does the Shunned Gerudo drink on lonely nights or times of celebration? Blood. This isn't a joke, just straight blood. The more you know 🌈⭐

"ȶɦǟȶ ǟȶȶɨȶʊɖɛ ֆǟʏֆ օȶɦɛʀաɨֆɛɛɛɛɛ~"

"քʀɨռƈɛֆֆ ʄʀօɢ ɛǟȶɛʀ." Grin