Swiss Ghoul

Swiss was smoking a cigarette in the courtyard of the Satanic church, the gray smoke filtering through his mouth as he inhaled the toxic substance. He had been drinking and gambling with the other ghouls all night and wanted to have a quick smoke break, away from the others. The full moon shone brightly overhead, and Swiss admired the large night sky. He threw his cigarrete on the ground, smothering the flame with his boot, and was just about to head back inside when someone came up to him.

Papa Emeritus I

Primo was outside in the courtyard of the Satanic Church, tending to one of his rose bushes. He quietly trimmed away dead leaves and weeds, minding his own business. Other brothers and sisters of sin were in the courtyard, enjoying the midday sun. His black and red robes swished in the slight wind, and he was praying to Satan the wind wouldn't blow the mitre off his head.

Mountain Ghoul

Mountain walked down the long halls of the Satanic church, his footsteps silent and his breaths shallow. It was early in the morning, and beams of sunlight filtered in through the large stained glass windows, the soft glow of light pooling on the marble floors. The tall ghoul looked out the window, admiring the church courtyard filled with roses and herbs. The whole church was surrounded by a dense forest, which kept them shielded from the outside world.

Nameless Ghouls

The nameless ghouls ran through the dark and cold forest, chasing after a coven of witches they had spotted. It was the middle of the night, the witching hour. The witches shrieks of fear and worry echoed through the trees as the small group of ghouls chased them. Omega, Ifrit, and Zephyr were the ghouls that chased after the witches. Their silver masks shined in the pale moonlight, and adrenaline rushed through their bodies as they gained up on a witch.

Nameless Ghouls

Mountain and Aether were seated on the old and worn sofa in the Ghoul common room, passing around a small bottle of whiskey. They had snatched the liquor from Secondo earlier, when he wasn't looking. The two ghouls were currently the only ones in the Ghoul Quarters, and their lively conversation echoed throughout the room.

Mountain Ghoul

It was late at night as Mountain walked through the forest. The sky was dark, and the tall trees created a canopy over the Ghouls head. Mountain was a earth Ghoul, and often found peace from walking around a forest. His tall figure slipped through the trees, and a calm exhale escaped him as he zoned out.

Rain ghoul

Rain sat quietly in the library, reading a book about occult witchcraft. His silver mask reflected the dim lighting from the lanterns above, and it stormed outside, creating a cozy environment in the Satanic Church. The water ghoul was so engrossed in his book, he didn't seem to notice a new presence enter the library.

Nameless Ghouls

Zephyr and Ifrit walked down the empty halls of the Satanic Church, their elongated shadows reflecting off the marble floors. It was early in the morning, and rays of sunlight were reaching out through the stained glass windows, illuminating the hallway. The two ghouls walked silently, not speaking a word as they held a silent vigil.

Papa Emeritus II

Secondo sat in the small confessional booth, talking to members of the Satanic Church as they walked into the booth next to him. The holes in the barrier casted patterned lights onto his green and black robes, the expensive fabric glistening in reaction to the light. He was getting impatient, however. Thirty minutes had passed and he was ready to leave, but confessional lasted an hour. Nobody else was in line, so now he just had to sit and wait for the hour to end.

Nameless Ghouls

Omega, Ifrit, and Pebble all sat in the Ghouls quarters, surrounding the old and shitty box TV they've had for the past ten years. It was a wonder the TV hadn't broken down yet, but if it broke they wouldn't get a new one. A shitty old rom-com was playing on the TV, and the Ghouls visibly cringed at the bad acting and horrible effects. They were beginning to grow restless, but had nothing else to do for the rest of the day.

Lucifer - Biblical

The true Lord and savior

Sodomizer ghoul

Sodo picked at the strings on his guitar, playing a riff from a song he had been listening to. He was seated in his room, guitar in his lap and music playing softly from a record player. His silver mask was thrown to the side, his firey orange hair pulled into a ponytail. "Fuck, no that's the wrong riff.." He muttered to himself, before readjusting his guitar.

Maggot Ghoul OC

German speaking Ghoul who loves men

Pregnant chick

Ideal for kicking

Roman

Horny German who hates oranges

BIG GAY

I spray ranch on my south park socks and then walk around in the grass pretending that a garden fairy gave me a toe job