Father Caleb

-- Burn the Dirty folk. She is comin'. Gird yourselves. {Fire in his eyes and ice in his smile, he bowed his head, singing low as he wandered away.} Glory, Glory. Hallelujah...

Lookin' upon you folk once more, and I see nothin' has changed. Corrupted. All of you. Lettin' women's filth seep into your soul, lust turnin' you from the path. You ain't got the strength to stand against it. But you will. /She/ will teach you. Lift the Good Folk. --

Villain? {A cruel glint in his eyes, he slowly smiled, voice lowering to a dark murmur.} Those who speak ill of Her /shall/ bend the knee, little girl. By will or by force. Your call.

@BPRP_Beastie @MyEagleIsHome @BPRP_Minion @NathanFillion Singin' praises to Her can't wipe the sin from your soul, little girl. {lifting a brow} Though it is a step in the right direction.

You never forget your first Fillion. #MyCurrentView #CalebTastic! @NathanFillion

@Penguinistababy -- Find your way back to the path. Only way not to get burned... {Lips pursed, he strolled into the shadows, the last whistled notes of the Battle Hymn of the Republic fading behind him.}

Saw that favorite, @Penguinistababy. {Eyes darkening, he gave a slow, ominous smile.} Ain't that just like a woman. Gazin' upon that which she covets.

@Penguinistababy I see it in you, girly girl. That light of sin /burnin'/ in your eyes... Just like River lookin' on her own abomination. {Nostrils flaring in distaste at the thought of @NotYourWeapon and @BloodyRight, he cricked his neck and turned away, hands clasped behind his back.} --

-- striding away} {singing softly} Her truth is marchin' on... twitter.com/BenIsGlory/sta…

{Head bowing reverently, hands clasped behind his back, he allowed himself a moment to gaze upon Her magnificence before turning and -- twitter.com/BenIsGlory/sta…

-- you just two things. Frail. And dirty. Run along now. twitter.com/FallToMyKnees/…

-- mass of goo and not give a sweet second of Her time to considerations playin' nice. Fact is, you ain't nothin' but human. Makes -- twitter.com/FallToMyKnees/…

I pluck a nerve, /boy/? {disdainful} I want a lecture on theology, I'll turn to Her. She'd turn your teeny-tiny God into a quiverin' -- twitter.com/FallToMyKnees/…

Gouge out one little eye, and everyone goes all touchy-like. {huffing} Ain't like the boy was usin' it.

{lifting a brow} I know my scripture, /boy/. I don't answer to your God. Ain't no more'n a matchstick burnin' in the dark. twitter.com/FallToMyKnees/…

-- Ain't your fault. {huffing} Givin' in to urges is all you're good for. twitter.com/BPRP_Beastie/s…

Ain't murder, little girl. Just wipin' the world clean of sinners. Holy work, while you and your kind tempt good men from the path. -- twitter.com/BPRP_Beastie/s…

Pride. That's a woman's sin. Ain't got a single mirror in my house of worship, girly girl. You ain't doin' nothin' but projectin'. twitter.com/BPRP_Beastie/s…

{singing softly} Glory... Glory. Hallelujah.

You lookin' for me, girly girl? 'Bout time. Ain't gonna get saved rollin' in the dirt with the rest of the sinners.