Ok, so to be clear, I was being forced to go to the church. I warned them that if they forced me again, that they would pay for it with their reputation. Its a small town. Word spreads. So, the next Sunday, I was woken for the earliest service. I got on a completely black ensemble, including an Nordic Pendant. I also brought an inkless pen. Sitting in the backseat, I started using the pen to "carve" pentagrams and runes on my skin. By the time we got there, everything had swollen to the perfect level. So I made sure to shaks everyone's hand, letting them see the marks on my skin, including the pastor. I flinched whenever a bible or cross touched me, and when the choir started singing I let out an unholy screech, scratching at the symbols like I was trying to rip out of my skin.
They basically tried to drown me in the holy water and surrounded me in salt. It was hilarious. They even got the catholic church next door involved. I was laughing so hard, but I sound like a dying mule, so that probably didn't help.
They basically tried to drown me in the holy water and surrounded me in salt. It was hilarious. They even got the catholic church next door involved. I was laughing so hard, but I sound like a dying mule, so that probably didn't help.
Needless to say, Im not forces to go anymore.