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Warning: OOC, random craziness, past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/flashback/Text

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((Request by MyFirstWordWasPor Request: Maybe Error as Valentino? He is just a big mole, who want live a normal life. And make horror films.
Note: I have no idea what I'm doing. Enjoy!))

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The succubus screams as the killer in a hockey mask trap her against the wall. A chainsaw that was thrust in their stomach. She gutted, cried out as she tried to push them off even as her stomach split. Guts, blood pouring out. It was no use at all. Lower her head down as there is not much fight left in her.

"Cut!"

"What?"

"Cut now!"

The succubus and killer actress both look over. Sees the taller moth come by with an irritated look. Not at themselves but at the 'guts, blood' on the ground. Both of them see it and groan as well.

"Where the prop crew?" The moth looks at one staff member. A pair of wings on his back. Wrap around their next is a blue scarf that many pick up over time as his signature look. Same with shaded glasses. Got out from his seat and the purple skin sinner was very, very tall. Which doesn't help many if he starts to look down at others with a serious look.

"Getting stuff ready for the next scene."

"Well get the one who was working on her split stomach prop."

"Yes, Valentino!"

Valentino shook his head. Look at the two as the actress looks annoyed. The killer took the hockey mask off to see was a sinner woman with aquatic like features.

"Do I have to do this scene again? It was bitch getting that on before." The succubus groans as she took the towel her helper gave her.

"Might have too." Hears her groan.

"I just got this junk off too." Lift the very real looking chainsaw with 'blood' and some 'gut' pieces.

"Ys, yes, will make sure of it." Look around the set. "Everyone takes 30. Will do the next scene and come back to this tomorrow. Get that blasted crew over here now!"

5 minutes later.

"IM SORRY BOSS!" The prop guy cried as he looked up at the moth. He shaken up at the shaded glasses down at him. "DON'T DO THIS TO ME!"

"I will have too because you can't follow one simple request."

Eyes clenched shut.

SLAM!

Cries seeing presentation on the screen of the difference between a hellborn and sinner blood. Slide show time!

"Hellborns have black blood! We made it clear she was a succubus. Even a two second screen time on her profile page showing her one. Do you know any succubus that have red blood? I don't! I'm not going to hear a blasted critique rant about a wrong color."  One pair of arms crossed. One hand points at the slide. The other smacked the table.

"I'm sorry! I'll go fix it!" They hate blasted slide shows! Everyone who works with Valentino does!

The sinner wants everything to be very authentic. Real as it can get for Horror movies. It's a tough industry in the film department in Hell, well in the Pride Ring. Yet, he is one of the few of the era that has arrived till today who is one of the best leading directors for a horror film. Horror films that actually made many jumps, scared and lost it a bit. Decent story plot lines if it leads to a sequel.

Valentino will even go far to study, do his research to make sure things are possible. Ideas. Folk legends turned into films that made it look very real. Heck, the guy is even a good designer with their own stitching skills. So, that helps if the costume department has trouble and will lend a hand.

As strict as he can be own staff. He is actually a really good decent boss and director. If somebody is sick, on medical leave, or seriously injured. Will check on them, call and see about helping out. Have a crew that's a mix of Heilbronn's and sinners as he doesn't discriminate.

"You will," Smile very big, "But first, tell me different shades of black from a Hellhound if they are sick."

FUCK!?

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((Request by RandomPooch Request: Moxxie/Errorbumps into Angel Dust? Angel being a mess of himself and doesn't know what todo. Moxxie/Error finds him and helps him get back to his feet.))

"You're a weird imp. You know that?"

Moxxie not looking at the sinner across from them. Instead, just push their food towards them while still reading.

"Some date this turn out to be." Angel muttered, but couldn't complain as he devoured the food in front. He needed food. Not having enough money lately either for rent or to feed Fat Nugget. Sure, I could go back to being like before. But he wasn't in the mood to crawl back to Valentino. Yet, he knows at the end of the day he will be heading back. Is a bit proud of himself to last a bit longer.

Today was just a bit rough. What he wanted to wear tonight for hook-ups was ruined. Half his money stolen from some trash-eating slut. The drugs from one the vending machine rip him off, but to get stolen next! It is just one thing after another. Sure, maybe sinking low to flirt with an imp the bump into by accident may have gotten looks. But he didn't care. Even just for the smallest amount of cash will do. Plus, come on they could brag to others about banging a star like them.

Nope!

One they did apologize. Okay cool. Soon Angel thrown in a flirting, charm and add a wink.

Decline on the spot.

That shocked Angel, then well he snaps. Threw insults at the imp. Told them how much they would pay to be with someone like him. Some words would have taken back but he didn't stop. It was probably from everything crashing down at him. For peak sake an imp doesn't want to get it down with them! Ready to walk off as he flips off the unresponsive imp. Well, he walks off only to slam into a pole.

Angel face was hurt along with sheer embarrassment alone for doing something so stupid. He was leaning against this pole not too long ago for a smoke! His stomach decided to growl on the spot for not eating enough these past few days. No, what happens next?

Acid rain!

Fuck. His. Life!

Until they were suddenly protected from the rain by umbrella. Blink, and then turn to stare at the imp just looking down at them.

"Here, hold it up and stand. We're going over there."

Over there not being a dumpster but inside some restaurant. Nothing fancy or anything. Angel Dust order away after calming down a bit. The pair silent. Angel tried to make some kind of small talk but they didn't look at them. Instead reading. It was a little cringe in Angel opinion to read in a place like this but who is he to judge. Food came out not soon after and here it is now.

"So, going to pay for this?" Took another bite of his burger. Got a nod. "I'll pay you back."

"No."

"Come now I'll make it good."

"I think your mouth did enough work insulting me." Flip a page, "By the way heard the same and worse but the Italian new."

Angel flinched as he looked down. "Um I. That was shitty of me."

Another shrug. "Shitty days can bring out the real and nasty."

"Unless your nasty 24/7."

"Then you're just unhappy, a mean prick who looks down on others because of insecurities. Or just plain bitch in general who going to waste away with their bite."

The spider couldn't help but snickered, "Damn you would have got smack if you talk like that around my bosses."

"Their fault for hiring me and having no taste." Look at him, "Still hungry?"

"You mind your wallet I order extra to bring back."

"I'm fine with it."

"You must be paid well." Try to flirt just to a get a reaction, "Is the little bookwork imp actually a pimp daddy. I bet you have a charming smile behind that scarf."

"I'm no parent of any sort. Let alone a pimple."

"A pimp is not a pimple." Stare at this clueless imp. There is no way this imp this clue. Or oblivious. Right? Well, time to see. "Did you know what I was trying to serve you on the street?"

"Candy."

Stare at them for a very, very long time. "Do I look like a candy man to you?!"

"You look like one of those candy canes right now."

Doesn't know to insulted or charm by the comparison. Hey, not the craziest thing they have been called lately.

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((Request by JPBluePj Request:What if Moxxie met Andrephus before they met Stolas in their childhood? Maybe something like 'a prince in shiny armor saves a princess from kidnapped' situation but it was a one very weird Imp and icy peacock who look like Elsa from Frozen instead.
Note: This one Stolas doesn't know Moxxie in their childhood. I'm also doing sceneries from the trailers I saw alone. Still hope you like it.))

Andrealphus was ready to bury and freeze the two in the spot!  Stolas mansion and the whole property covered in ice, frost. The winds blowing all around him as his magic lift himself in the air. The Feathers rising up, glowing. His chilling ice stares at this imp holding Stolas. Point a dagger in his direction. Like some knight protecting a princess.

It angers him.

The past 48 hour his patience has been poke at. The meeting. Vassago. Stolas. The Trail. His bloody sibling not keeping her beak shut. Everyone is losing their minds. The disrespect. The insult from this filth that Stolas giving everything up!

For this imp!

Fist clenched tighter. An ugly feeling buried underneath it all.

He'll get rid of them both. Can make sure at least Octavia has a better mentor than this pathetic owl. Trick too easily to wear those cuffs and now can't use his powers.

"Any last words?"

BANG!

In an instance everything changes in a snap.

Andrealphus froze at how perfectly accurate that shot was. So, close to have severely wounded them. Felt it breeze a little past them cheeks. A stinging sensation that it was a holy bullet

"Back away now."

Spun ready to freeze the one who dared interrupted them. Again! He is so done! He is just ready to end it all here! As he was ready to freeze whoever dared shot them. Anger suddenly disappeared at who they were staring at.

Next thing, well nobody has no clue what was going on after this.

"MY PUPPET!"

"Son of bi-"Moxxie tackle down. The two of them rolling cartoon style. Until suddenly a twitching annoyed imp cradling, cuddled by a happy peacock.

Nothing being frozen anymore.

"My darling Puppet! It's you! I miss you oh so much." Andrealphus chirped and nuzzled his face. "Look at your grown? Still little but still has that deadly look. Your hair? I do like the look."

"Let go Yeti." Look like they rather be anywhere else than with this one.

"Gah! I told you to stop calling me that." An unhappy pout and soon squeezing his cheek. "It horrid and I'm not like those wretched beasts."

"Says the one turning this whole place into a blizzard storm and those two into ice statues."

"Eh needed some redecoration and it belongs to my sister now."

"That's stupid."

"Politics. You'll understand. Who am I kidding you had years to learn from my letters."

"Burn them."

"Some of those should have been impossible."

"Volcanoes."

"That makes better sense and so cruel."

"HEY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON! WHY DOES ICE PRICK OVER THERE KNOW YOU MOXXIE?" Blitz yells as he swings his dagger around, "ALSO UNHAND MY WEAPON GUY!

"YOURS?!" Andrealphus hissed and eyes glowing, "YOU GOT THE IMP SUCKING DISATEROUS OWL! THIS ONE MINE! THEY WERE MINE WHEN THEY SAFE MY LIFE!"

"YOU HATE IMPS?!"

"No, Stella hates them. I can deal with them to a certain degree. But this one," Holds Moxxie up, who looks so done," Is mine!"

"Why?"

"Their my knight." Pull them back down and nuzzle him. "They save my life from horrid bandits trying to kidnap when my father wasn't paying attention. It was cruel enough already when he drags me to Wrath. Wanted to me to see through the common people or something. I had to dress like ordinary people but still in style. It really wasn't a business meeting either. I just remember him trying to buy a barrel of Whiskey from some bar. Wouldn't budge for it. So, I went outside. Then out of know where I was thrown a caged box. Me! In Holy rope no less. Then my knight appeared. He was so brave. So, ferocious. So, blood thirsty! I declared they will be mine!"

"How long ago was this?"

"Many, many years ago."

"I was a child. This one was a teenager and declared to me I had the 'honor to serve them'."

"How did you save them?"

"I bet you shot them."

"It was amazing. I thought we were a goner as we were far away from the town."

"You were only two blocks away and I threw a bag of rats."

"This is the dumbest shit I heard yet still sound badass."

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