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

[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.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

. . . Doing what?

[liftoft]

[ he's fidgeting with his phone, and he looks kind of on-the-edge of saying something

and then very clearly changes his mind, entire expression changing ]

I'll, uh--tell you when you're older!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[What did you just---

Tries to grab his phone]

[liftoft]

woah woah woah--!

[ jerks back, reflexively putting his hand up over his head, like a kid playing keep away ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Icily:]

I'm old enough, jackass. Don't hold back for my sake.

[liftoft]

[ ugh he feels so off balance doing this. He likes to think he could be suave and flirty! He's charming! But having to do so at the instruction of someone else makes it feel very forced.

--siiiiighs and drops his arm, though he does slip his phone back into his pocket ]

...Just havin' some fun, y'know?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Insulting people seems off brand for you.

[liftoft]

[ huffs! ]

That felt insulting? Man, then yeah, I'm way off...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

How was that not insulting?

If you want to share your secrets with the "adults" around here, then be my guest.

See how far that gets you.

[liftoft]

The point of a secret is not to share it, y'know? Anyway, I was going for teasing, but this ain't really my kind of teasing...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then what is your kind of teasing?

Flattery smothering until the other person can't breathe. That also won't get you very far with me.

[liftoft]

Flattery isn't really teasing either. Ah, probably if I got to pick I'd just go with more trash talk.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Then pick something to poke at that is something less arbitrary than age.

Let's see how far you've come.