LIVE AND LET LIVE

[neigh_sayer]

Who: All and whoever!!
Where: Lobby/Lounge/Kitchen
When: 89 morning!! handwave before or after murder idc he'll be doing this for a while

[guess who was up at ass o'clock cooking and waiting for the cafe to open?? IT'S C, IT'S ALWAYS C

anyway when you come downstairs for breakfast or possibly brunch, there's quite a spread waiting. Most of it choice items from the cafe: macarons, muffins, dainty breakfast sandwiches, tea cakes, and such.

BUT there's also at least a 10 person meal's worth of bacon piled high on plates, deviled eggs, and sliced fruit. A pot of coffee is brewing and tea is made too. There's more of the cafe food, since that's always plentiful, but it looks like he didn't skimp on side items either.

C is dressed slightly less like a gremlin today, having brought down one of the alcheme thrones in the lounge and is well, lounging in it. He flashes a grin]

Gooooooooooood morning my lovely little false idols! How are you feeling? Great? Miserable? A whirlwind of emotions swirling inside you? Good, good!

Well, I've a very special announcement to make! It's been a while since we've all had a real heart to heart, don't you think? We're always going on about oh nooo, I died, oh no my feelings, or oh no demons! Demons are especially soooo boring now. Quick refresher for all you newbies--you're playing this game so those rascals can snatch you up and recruit you! Neeheehee, it looks like they're gearing up for something big. . .

But that got me thinking! Why should you all be busting your ass for them? When you could. . .be busting your asses, for me.

[at this point, he stands up on the throne with a grand gesture, spreading his arms]

Neeheehee! That's right folks! I'm officially throwing my hat into the ring! Becoming some demon's lackey is so dull, so I thought, why aim so low? A simple wish, going home. . .why settle. No, no, I intend to become a god. The whole package! I've already have a legion of followers, so this is the natural next step.

So consider this a recruitment breakfast! Oh, and don't worry. Neeheehee, even soon to be gods have to play by the rules! You don't have to put me before your teams or your lovers or your cat or whatever else. Just know that I've got you, when the time comes. . .well, some of you. As god, I'm gonna have to pass a bit of judgement, so not everyone can join. Sowwy!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANYWHO, that could all be bullshit! But come on on down for an Alcheme Brand Fortune~! And see exactly why you should join my faction!


Or just get some free grub and help me brainstorm a name for the new faction. I'm thinkiiiing. High-Cs? Capital C and all my Lowercases!

[as a side note, for everyone he's recruited that doesn't have one yet: they'll find a handstitched bandana outside their unit's door; it's white and checkered with their team colors.]

Comments

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Coming to stand right in front of his crystal throne]

I hear the position is vacant.

[neigh_sayer]

[grins, giving him a little salute]

Oh woooow, how convenient! Well, there are two sides to every coin. If you're gonna takeover hell, someone has to take care of heaven, no?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Does that mean your merry band of misfit toys are to become angels then? Going to get them all halos? --Because I might pay to see Whisky in one.

[neigh_sayer]

Hooooly shit I didn't even think of adding that to my accessory list but I might have to now.

That said! They can be whatever they wanna be. A god isn't a god because they're surrounded by angels. It's all what people choose to believe as truth.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh? Is that what the source of your power is going to be? The shared consciousness.

It's better than faith, that's for sure.

[neigh_sayer]

Faith is ultimately just believing in a lie you really, really want to be true, but can never prove. I can't subscribe to that.

Sooo, I'm gonna make my own truth! And whether I win or lose, at least it'll be interesting.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You should care more about winning.

[neigh_sayer]

Come oooon, you know I intend to win. I'm just saying that to be nice to all my demonic rivals. You know they're watching~

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Nice. Of course.

I see you've snagged one of my newest unitmates as your own.

[neigh_sayer]

Miss Silence? She's veeeery fun. I should probably tell her I'm not actually a cursed doll some day, but it makes her happy. Look at her, eating that bacon.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Are you kidding? Cursed doll is the second most accurate description of you I've heard yet.

[neigh_sayer]

I am HURT and yet I have no argument.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I don't know what to say.




Oh wait, actually I do.

You brought this upon yourself.

[liftoft]

Listen, usually I'm all for encouraging people, but don't encourage him.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Jealous you didn't think of it first?

[liftoft]

Nah, I don't really wanna be stuck in hell forever, even if we take it over.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Yes, yes. So you've said. You want to hop to whatever world you think would be the best for you.

But not all of us share those sentiments.

[liftoft]

Did say you had to. I just want you to not encourage him 'cause his body is so fricken small--if his ego gets any bigger he'll probably just, y'know, explode.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You don't think he can pull it off?

[liftoft]

[ . . . ]

[liftoft]

--Sorry, guess I'm not up for banter today.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

The fuck does that mean?

You only have so much banter per week? Used it up already?

[liftoft]

Gimme a break man, I'm just fuckin' tired.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of what? The ever present cloud of despair and hopelessness meant to keep us apathetic and complacent.

[liftoft]

Oh, I'm always tired of that. I just been, uh, puttin' in a lot of extra hours lately.