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]

[ of course he does. Phrasing it that way just makes sure he gets what he wants ]

Oh--! Ha, I almost forgot about that. Y'know, the weird thing is I actually already told B to specifically not tell you. I should probably let him know he doesn't gotta worry about that anymore.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

. . .

Why me, specifically?

[liftoft]

Hm? Well, you're his boss. You've got him giving you information, right?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Only pertinent to how this place is run.

[liftoft]

Yeah! Yeah, exactly. So, he was pretty sure he had to tell you, but he promised he wouldn't do it without my permission, 'cause he's a good guy like that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[His expression goes carefully neutral. Unreadable even.]

I see.

So are you going to tell me?

[liftoft]

[ tips his head ]

Sure. But, ah-- are you upset I didn't want him to tell you? Don't be mad at him, 'kay? He was just worried about me.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Of course.

[liftoft]

[ Gets up in his face ]

You gotta promise! Take it up with me if you gotta, okay?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Or what? You won't share the information?

[liftoft]

Well, no, but I think it'd make you a pretty crappy boss who only wants crappy employees. I don't want you to make B into somebody like that. I don't wanna think you're like that either, y'know?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

I don't make anybody into anything. They become who they are of their own volition.

But that's also not the point. Let me ask you this - if I had not passed your little "happy" test, would you have kept this information about this production to yourself?

And if so, do you not see the problem with that line of thinking?

[liftoft]

That follow up question makes it sound like you already think I'm gonna say yes to the first part, but it's not that at all. First thing, it wasn't a "test", man. Haven't you ever just gotten along with somebody before? What I was tryin' to say was, I trust you.

To be honest, I don't wanna tell anybody. I wasn't gonna, 'cause it's my problem to deal with, and a hero shouldn't make the people around him worry, y'know? That's not what a hero is for! But I guess if I keep it like this, it's gonna become other people's problem, and that's not cool at all.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Your problem to deal with? What? Did Asmodeus pay you a visit or something?

[liftoft]

Nah, nothin' like that. The one I talked to was, uh...s-k? Anyway...


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listen, he's. he's trying. this is a big deal. It's hard. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

The Shopkeeper. Yes. What did he have to say?

[liftoft]

[ scrubs his hand through his hair. ]

Yeah, so... I needed help with a thing, and nothing else had worked! So he did me a favour and now I sometimes gotta do audience requests in exchange. I got an app on my phone special for it.

Honestly it's not too bad! I get to say no to stuff I really don't wanna do, and mostly all the audience wants is me to hook up with people.

So, sorry for completely missin' the mark they're with you earlier.

[liftoft]

[ brings his phone out and calls up the app, then holds it out for Intensity ]

Is the part about gettin' a special app that the audience connects to that B thought you'd wanna know!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Takes the phone and starts scrolling through the requests. If he finds any of them particularly embarrassing, he doesn't show it in his expression]

Two questions.

Why the Shopkeeper?

And what favor is he doing for you in return?

[liftoft]

No reason! I didn't pick anybody specific. It's not like anybody's actually ever explained much of any of this to me, they just talk about it like I oughta know it! So I just had to go out and ask for help and hope it worked out, and he's the one who answered, y'know?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Ignorance is a poor excuse. If you want things explained to you, then I'll fucking get you up to speed.

[liftoft]

Well I didn't really have a lot of time to figure something out! But yeah, actually, that'd ve pretty great if you would.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Snaps his fingers as if that's going to do something. Wait a few minutes and maybe it might! Who knows...

In the meantime---]

If no one's explained anything to you, how did you figure out how to summon the Shopkeeper? Mess with demons back home?

[liftoft]

Nah man... but I was here for the trial, so I heard about Joker and whoever on Heart Soldier.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Are people spilling out summoning secrets? Heh. Maybe things will get interesting around here.