Wicked (totes_wicked) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2016-02-18 20:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, character: daimon hellstrom, character: wicked |
Never been a sinner I never sinned I got a friend in Jesus
Characters:Wicked OTA
Setting:Battery Park
Content:Someone is definitely playing a pan flute
Summary:A peaceful assembly of wormhole worshippers are meeting in central park for a festival, yes Wicked is there,people watching and witnessing the birth of a cult.
As she sat on the bench watching this trainwreck she wondered, why was it, that when any group of yahoos got together to create a new religion they went for the tambourines and terrible folk music. And they all had the white robe Polyphonic Spree look. Was it because conventional religion was so stifling that long robes and pan flute seemed freeing. She was also at a lost for what exactly they were worshiping? The things coming out of the wormholes or the fact that they existed. It was fascinating.
"Here child, break free, you are not a child of this earth but a child of the universe." Someone who looked like their name might Moonbeam handed her a pamphlet. As Moonbeam moved on to her next target Wicked thumbed through the literature.
"Look to the sky for answers," It read. "For there we will find the truth. These so called wormholes are not a threat but the next natural step in the evolution of our world. We are no longer earthlings we are children of the universe and must accept our role in it. Only when we accept these gifts with kindness and not fear will the universe lift this dome and allow the rest of the planet to share in this glorious step in evolution."
It was an idea she hadn't thought of herself, what if this was all a part of nature. They had to climb their way to the top of the food chain maybe this was the universes way of giving them a new challenge. But as she looked across the park at a fat man dripping mustard down his cult robe she highly doubted they were ready. No this was definitely one of those things that just happened to New York and that all the capes were going to have to deal with. Christ! For once could it be Boston?