I think I figured out why Cio’s so unamused… her spectacles are broken.
What I wonder is whether Himself is king of all devils because of his cunning, power, or both? … Also, I might wonder how his power would compare to that of one of the Demiurges.
You know, in some cities, there are still laws on the books regarding spittoons.
Buffalo, NY: Every corporation, proprietor or other person owning, operating or controlling any store, factory, theater or other building or room which is used in common by the public or any depot or railroad station shall provide a sufficient number of nonabsorbent receptacles for expectoration and shall provide for the thorough cleansing and disinfection thereof at least once in twenty-four (24) hours.
El Paso, TX: Churches, hotels, halls of assembly, stores, markets, banking rooms, railroad depots, and saloons are required to provide spittoons of a kind and number to efficiently contain expectorations into them.
(Obviously these laws aren’t enforced. But somehow they’ve managed to avoid being removed from the books.)
A clock carefully selected by an elite cadre of demons to provide the most irritatingly incessant ticking possible for the continued, endless ‘comfort’ of their prisoner.
And yes, Himself is on the supplicant’s side. Cio and AL-YS-UN are on the side reserved for passing judgement, or perhaps more accurately here, the warden’s side.
The color scheme is lovely. And clearly tea is one of the great hidden powers of this universe. The great lady of the flying city accepted tea sets as fitting tribute, Cio wears a broach depicting the reverently filled teapot, and of course the warden’s desk has an exquisite tea set to remind the interned of their lack of access to such holy and puissant things in much the same way that the clock reminds the prisoner of the slow, inevitable passage of time.
I must say this is a rather lovely tea set. Now to adress the demon in the room; Is the cage to keep something locked away or is it a cocoon for something more sinister?
HIMSELF has no fear of being weak and thusly no need to keep the trappings of those trying to appear strong. How powerful he must be to keep the simple comforts, like a great general farming his own fields with no fear of going hungry.
Of all things I knew, few strike me as a greater show of power than the capacity to have windows placed on interior walls. To say that no, the structure that surrounds you is not indoors enough, that you must peer out from even further confines as though the area of the building accessible to guests were some sort of half-wilderness.
Himself… his office is pristine, and yet he prides himself in being the exclusive occupant of his booth rather than lowering himself to actually sit as the same desk as another.
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The devil is in the details after all.
The devil is in the details.
I think I figured out why Cio’s so unamused… her spectacles are broken.
What I wonder is whether Himself is king of all devils because of his cunning, power, or both? … Also, I might wonder how his power would compare to that of one of the Demiurges.
The cage has no reflection.
Are those spitoons on the floor to the left and right? Eew!
You know, in some cities, there are still laws on the books regarding spittoons.
Buffalo, NY: Every corporation, proprietor or other person owning, operating or controlling any store, factory, theater or other building or room which is used in common by the public or any depot or railroad station shall provide a sufficient number of nonabsorbent receptacles for expectoration and shall provide for the thorough cleansing and disinfection thereof at least once in twenty-four (24) hours.
El Paso, TX: Churches, hotels, halls of assembly, stores, markets, banking rooms, railroad depots, and saloons are required to provide spittoons of a kind and number to efficiently contain expectorations into them.
(Obviously these laws aren’t enforced. But somehow they’ve managed to avoid being removed from the books.)
Maybe tea tasting is one of the head guy’s “formalities”. being a devil there MAY be some overdoing of it…
I was going to ask about the box with the pointy bits, but the alt text explained it nicely
… I think I like the King of All Devils already.
This new season of Twin Peaks looks pretty good
They look like children in front of a principle. But the reality its quite the other way around
A clock carefully selected by an elite cadre of demons to provide the most irritatingly incessant ticking possible for the continued, endless ‘comfort’ of their prisoner.
And yes, Himself is on the supplicant’s side. Cio and AL-YS-UN are on the side reserved for passing judgement, or perhaps more accurately here, the warden’s side.
The color scheme is lovely. And clearly tea is one of the great hidden powers of this universe. The great lady of the flying city accepted tea sets as fitting tribute, Cio wears a broach depicting the reverently filled teapot, and of course the warden’s desk has an exquisite tea set to remind the interned of their lack of access to such holy and puissant things in much the same way that the clock reminds the prisoner of the slow, inevitable passage of time.
I must say this is a rather lovely tea set. Now to adress the demon in the room; Is the cage to keep something locked away or is it a cocoon for something more sinister?
Holy crap, Ms. Trunchbull threw him in the chokey!
And Sean Connery as HIMSELF.
Huh.
Best angel name yet. 😛
When the righteous men speak for Satan
The heretic has to speak for God.
– The Heretic
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HIMSELF has no fear of being weak and thusly no need to keep the trappings of those trying to appear strong. How powerful he must be to keep the simple comforts, like a great general farming his own fields with no fear of going hungry.
enter the amazinh… Jack ‘N’ Box!
WHAT DO YOU SEE
I MUST KNOW WHAT YOU SEE
TELL ME
Why does Cio has blood on her face? As I remember she said that she doesn’t has it at all.
So this is where that Darkstalker Kaathe ran off to!
Of all things I knew, few strike me as a greater show of power than the capacity to have windows placed on interior walls. To say that no, the structure that surrounds you is not indoors enough, that you must peer out from even further confines as though the area of the building accessible to guests were some sort of half-wilderness.
Himself… his office is pristine, and yet he prides himself in being the exclusive occupant of his booth rather than lowering himself to actually sit as the same desk as another.
Presentation provokes expectation. The chained beast unleashed is infinitely more deadly than the prowling predator
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