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לָמָּה, רָגְשׁוּ גוֹיִם; וּלְאֻמִּים, יֶהְגּוּ-רִיק. יִתְיַצְּבוּ, מַלְכֵי-אֶרֶץ-- וְרוֹזְנִים נוֹסְדוּ-יָחַד: עַל-יְהוָה, וְעַל-מְשִׁיחוֹ. נְנַתְּקָה, אֶת-מוֹסְרוֹתֵימוֹ; וְנַשְׁלִיכָה מִמֶּנּוּ עֲבֹתֵימוֹ. יוֹשֵׁב בַּשָּׁמַיִם יִשְׂחָק: אֲדֹנָי, יִלְעַג-לָמוֹ. אָז יְדַבֵּר אֵלֵימוֹ בְאַפּוֹ; וּבַחֲרוֹנוֹ יְבַהֲלֵמוֹ. וַאֲנִי, נָסַכְתִּי מַלְכִּי: עַל-צִיּוֹן, הַר-קָדְשִׁי. אֲסַפְּרָה, אֶל-חֹק: יְהוָה, אָמַר אֵלַי בְּנִי אַתָּה--אֲנִי, הַיּוֹם יְלִדְתִּיךָ. שְׁאַל מִמֶּנִּי--וְאֶתְּנָה גוֹיִם, נַחֲלָתֶךָ; וַאֲחֻזָּתְךָ, אַפְסֵי-אָרֶץ תְּרֹעֵם, בְּשֵׁבֶט בַּרְזֶל: כִּכְלִי יוֹצֵר תְּנַפְּצֵם וְעַתָּה, מְלָכִים הַשְׂכִּילוּ; הִוָּסְרוּ, שֹׁפְטֵי אָרֶץ. עִבְדוּ אֶת-יְהוָה בְּיִרְאָה; וְגִילוּ, בִּרְעָדָה. נַשְּׁקוּ-בַר, פֶּן-יֶאֱנַף וְתֹאבְדוּ דֶרֶךְ-- כִּי-יִבְעַר כִּמְעַט אַפּוֹ: אַשְׁרֵי, כָּל-חוֹסֵי בוֹ. Hmm. It's been a long time since I considered that one. ( OOC and Translation )Tags: curse day, my mun is a theology tard, oh so affected, yeshua moment
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*Following Jr.'s orders, chaos arrives in the hangar and doesn't particularly bother with actually climbing into Asher; one moment, he's standing in front of the ES, the next, he's in the cockpit, running through the fastest startup procedure on record.* *A momentary pause, feeling the thrumming energy of the Vessel, and a glint of determination shows in his normally calm expression* Full readiness in ten, nine, eight... *Gloved hands dancing over controls, getting the ES warmed up... so familiar, this one, like an old friend. No time to think about the past, though; it is the present and people need chaos' protection* Tags: big effing plot, chaos goes to war, es, evacuate!, hullo again anima
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...!!! Gnosis...! Everyone, anyone who's reading this -- if you see one of those creatures today, make sure it does not touch you. If they touch you, you will either die on the spot or become one. They do appear to be under something like the Hilbert effect how is that possible? There isn't anyone here who should be capable of it... so weapons will be effective against them, but I can't emphasize it enough. Distance weapons only. Do not get close to them. I will be moving around the City, doing what I can. If you are trapped or need help, please contact me. I can defeat them easily, and can heal you. [ooc: This is what chaos does best. He's wandering around the City doing this whenever he sees a Gnosis threatening someone, so feel free to say you saw him, ask for his help, ask him HOW IN THE FUCKING HELL HE DOES THAT WHOAMG, how he can touch them without getting turned into a salt pillar or a Gnosis himself... any of that. Whether or not the answer he gives you will be any good... well. We'll see ♥]Tags: curse day, gnosis!, is can be magic jesus hands tiem?
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What are these weird red rocks that are falling all over the place? They look really strange... I examined one, and there's most certainly some kind of odd natural aura that it's giving off, but I can't determine whether it's dangerous or not, just strange -- definitely affecting people, though, because I've definitely felt odd ever since I started toying with it, and I really can't figure out how to make the effects go away, but it seems like I just can't stop talking, and presumably this is somehow tied into the red rocks -- a curse? possibly -- so I'm just going to hope that I don't say anything too terribly revealing, because that would really be terrible and... ... I. Need. To. Stop. This. Now. Because you know, it's just really a bad thing to be talking like this, normally I'm much better at keeping my mouth shut, because in most situations, it's much better to say too little than to say too much, and there are certainly some things I would not like to see too widely disseminated here -- or anywhere else really, I much prefer to stay quiet about what I am, it saves all sorts of awkward questions really, and there are always some people who are resistant or upset when they hear the suggestions of it, and I'd really not care to provoke people this time of year... No. More. But I can't stop -- I really can't stop this! I just keep on going and going and you know, Tony and Hammer would be laughing at me so hard right now if they saw it, they've spent years teasing me about not talking nearly enough and now I'm just going at full speed unstoppably -- I think I'm talking the way Tony flies, to be honest, which is rather a frightening thought when I come to think about it, and that's just really a problem because he's actually good enough at flying that the Elsa's still in one piece, or at least it was the last I remember, Jr., is everyone there still okay? Anyway, that's bad because I'm really not accustomed to talking so much, and it's really hard to catch myself before I say something revealing right now... [ooc: Quiet chaos who is all too good at not saying anything has now become unstoppable blabbermouth chaos. If anyone wants to ask probing questions about who/what he is, this is probably your chance!]Tags: blah blah blah blah blah, chaos rambles, curse day, oh so affected, this hurts my mun's brain so bad
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