forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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(Lmaooo okay, here we go)

As Lucy sat and watched, she noticed a figure walking over to the group. It was a very angry looking man, and he seemed to have his clothes splattered in blood. But he was a human.

Vaughn had been out on a goddamn job when he had come back to the apartment to find both Argo and Malachi missing. And there was some weird petal looking thing in the middle of their goddamn living room. Naturally, he was ticked off. He didn’t even have time to change out of his blood specked clothes, he was so angry. “Argo!” he shouted, grabbing Argo by the back of his collar and yanking him roughly to his feet. “I am going to kick your goddamn ass!”

"Father wait! It wasn't his fault!" Malachi cried, not wanting Argo to be in trouble for his actions. An angry Father was a force not to be reckoned with. When he was angry, he was angry. He ran up to Vaughn, hugging his legs.

Vaughn’s head looked over at Malachi, his expression softening, though he still had his hand on Argo’s collar. “Malachi, precious, give Father one second, okay?” He asked in a kinder tone before turning his attention back to Argo. “You just wait until I tell Kaz,” he threatened.

"But dad's already here!" he told Vaughn, voice becoming higher in pitch from worry. He was now tugging on his father's sleeve, trying to get him to let go of Argo.

Vaughn froze at what Malachi said. He slowly turned back to his son, brow furrowed. “He’s at work. At the tattoo parlor,” he said slowly, seeming confused. He was a work, right?

Argo held Vaughn's wrist with one hand gingerly while Cas shrunk into the chair next to him. "Look, I was going to give Malachi a tour of the parallel and it didn't work out that well. Not my fault, okay?" he grumbled

"Nooo, he's here!" he said, pointing. He began to try and loosen Vaughn's grip on Argo by prying each finger away.
(great this is another KazVaughn family rp lol)

“Shut it,” Vaughn snapped at Argo, letting go of him. He turned his attention to where Malachi had pointed, squinting softly. And, of course, there Kaz was, right in the middle of the goddamn stadium. “What the hell?!,” he shouted loudly, eyes widening.

Kaz, noticing a group of familiar energy signatures, looked up at them. His eyes widened at the sight of Vaughn, Malachi, Argo, and even goddamn Cas up in the stadium. "Ohhh, shit," he mumbled, waving at them before waving at the rest of the stadium, trying to keep from drawing attention to his family. The announcer began talking again, about to announce the next fighter

(Lmao maybe, he probably wouldn’t want to hit him though)

“How the hell did he get in there?” Vaughn asked, pointing in Kaz’s direction. This was insane to him.

(true)
Malachi shrugged, looking worried for Kaz.
Lata however began to grow bored. She was unsure how to deal with the whole situation. Thinking for a moment, she had an idea. Summoning an illusion, she made two tiny ears appear on Sam's head, looking similar to the ones he had in his true form.

Argo and Cas shrugged, both looking vaguely sheepish now. The announcer began talking again. "Now, for a very special combatant. She's been on Molhaven's most wanted list for nearly 200 years, and the only archangel left in existence. I give you the angel of Rome herself, Pluto!" Zashi yelled. Large shadows fell over the coliseum in the shape of wings, and a figure descended from the oncoming dark. Classic rock had begun playing, and the crowd erupted in mixed reactions. Half the coliseum seemed to be cheering and shouting, but the other half were booing and even throwing things at the newcomer. She sailed from the sky on large black and gold wings, landing in the arena opposite Kaz. She looked mean too, between her black and gold eyes and her leather jacket. She flapped her wings once on the ground, the feathers turning to blades as she glared at the coliseum around her. Argo and Cas seemed to break at the sight of her, a small "Why in the hell," coming from Argo as he buried his face in his hands

(Ahh, gotta go to archery, Oof)

“This is a disaster,” Vaughn groaned, sinking into a seat. Kaz was so going to get it when he got home.

(wow that sounds cool
GL and have fun)

"Ya think?" Lata muttered under her breath over hearing Vaughn.

Orion is mildly happy. Gay people tend to be the nicest people, and there are a lot of gay people here. Kaz he didn't recognize, but Pluto… Orion isn't about to let Pluto be slaughtered. Not after she had helped him escape. Blue eyes darkening in his anger, Orion stands taller. Knowing that Pluto won't recognize him but hoping all the same.