Jackal

The air was heavy and still as the faithful followers of the Church of sulfur gathered around the closed casket. Father Oleander was no longer with them and it still hadn’t settled in how they’d never see the sleazy priest around again. Father Jasper surveilled the scene closely, taking in all the grieving faces with his own passive one. Truthfully Jasper was surprised that it took this long for Oleander to, literally, dance his way into bed with trouble. Th...

It was one of those days in Burrowgatory when the yearly weather cycle gathers clouds high up in the ceilings of the cave, threatening to empty their bellies of water on the unsuspecting buns in the city. On a normal day, most Succubuns would carry an umbrella and carry on with their day as usual, indulging in all the temptations the city has to offer. Today, however, few of that debauchery was to be found on the damp streets of Burrowgatory. The colorful avenue...

Oleander's funeral was a surreal affair, most who attended found themselves weeping at the sudden and unexplained loss of the church's figurehead. Nuns and priests, holding back silent tears as they stood strong by the front rows. Groups of devout followers and a collection of Oleander's favourite hookups intermingling their grievances. Even Cherubun and Envies found their way to the church to pay their respects. This was truly a somber day.    Darlet wasn't asked to perform o...

Iba hissed and spat, plaster crumbling beneath their fingers as they clung to the ceiling, lips pulled back in a snarl. "Iba, please," Fin pleaded, "You agreed that you would come!" A truly impressive mixture of profanities were spewed out of Iba's mouth, Fin not even deigning to look hurt at the admittedly creative insults being thrown his way. ...