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[temperedinpride]

Who: Cosmo
Where: Lobby
When: 436

[Cosmo is rocking a look. Minus the plague mask, it's just his normal mask. He's got a set of fruity drinks in front of him, and he's leaning back with a drink in hand.]

"Risk" and "Reward".

Half of these drinks are non-alcoholic, most of the rest are quite potently alcoholic, a few are drugged.

The risk is obvious, the reward is engaging in the live. Or perhaps in avoiding the traps.

The drugs are one of three kinds--a potent psychedelic, a numbing agent, and something to get you a little hot under the collar. Do take it elsewhere if you get that last one.

[He sips his drink.]

Of course some say the best way to win at gambling is not to play, but where's the fun in that?

((OOC: tag any toplevels with the aphro as nsfw and you can have like, multiple if you want. I'll toplevel Lahabrea to talk to but you can also just engage with drugs.))

Comments

[tradesecret]

Are you volunteering or seeing how far others are willing to go?

[abovefate]

I might take a few here and there, but only to encourage others to drink more.

[tradesecret]

Perhaps Cosmo has antidotes for you to sneak while you keep up the encouragement.

[abovefate]

I should ask him. It would make it more entertaining.

[tradesecret]

It'll be especially confusing for anyone opposing you, even if you never promised to fight fair~

[ in this house, we love deception ]

[abovefate]

[ WE DO LOVE DECEPTION ]

I did already intend on just using our powers so I won't get drunk at all. It's their fault for thinking they can win a drinking contest against us, after all.

[tradesecret]

[ IT IS OUR VIBE. ]

That will make their shock even sweeter.

[abovefate]

That was exactly what I was thinking. How good their faces will look when they finally realize.

[tradesecret]

Glad we're on the same page. Any particular favorite targets?

[abovefate]

[ he's going to gesture toward Tenn and Thoma ]

They're easy targets.

[tradesecret]

A new LiliS. We haven't been acquainted.

[abovefate]

I know who he is.

But I don't think the same is true in reverse.

[tradesecret]

It seems this place is drawing more from your universe here.

They tend to come in waves.

[abovefate]

There is another person from my homeland, and she also doesn't seem to have any memories. So you're right.

Not that it matters. They're not people I'd ever worry about.

[tradesecret]

Is there anyone you would worry about? In case you'd like us to keep an eye on them for you.

[abovefate]

... Worry is maybe a strong word.

But my creator, perhaps.

[tradesecret]

Your creator? Not a parent, then.

[abovefate]

I'm a puppet. I was created to become someone's substitute body.

[tradesecret]

[ she presses her lips together in a thin line, not hiding the thought of how painfully familiar that sounds. ]

I see. And how do you feel about the circumstances of your creation? What does it mean for you now?

[abovefate]

[ he notices the reaction, and it is not something he expected, so he's quiet for a moment as he very clearly studies her face ]

Why are you asking?

[tradesecret]

I know someone in a similar situation. I'm not trying to project that person on you, but I hope my understanding of it can help me sympathize.

I'd also like to help you, if you're amenable to that.

[abovefate]

I was created and abandoned as a defective. Had I not been, I probably wouldn't have cared. I wouldn't have a consciousness of my own at all.

I resent the circumstances of my creation, and I hate my creator. And that will never change.

But I don't need help.

[tradesecret]

If you don't need help, is there anything else you'd like?

[abovefate]

Aside from another excuse to perform? No.

Why was your friend created?

[tradesecret]

Spare parts, or to be a test body for experimental drugs and procedures. The person he is a copy of was a concert pianist and their mother was doing whatever she could to preserve his career. It was a dream job she wanted to have for herself, but couldn't obtain due to an accident that took away her ability to play.

But That Man grew bored and walked away from it all. My friend was deemed useless. As he grew to remind her more and more of her lost dream, she tolerated his existence less. He went to live with That Man instead, only to be manipulated by him as well.

I was hired as part of that plot.