@Eli-the-transboi group
(yup- yet again literally ALL of us were in morning so-)
(yup- yet again literally ALL of us were in morning so-)
(Hmmm. . . how do we want to get the party started again? Who's at war with who?)
(I don't think anyone is at war right now but feel free to correct me, bad memory)
(I’m just a chaotic ghostie bean idk who I’m supposed to chop the limbs off of)
(Hm. Interesting. So a mercenary?)
(*grins)
Hey, Eli. . .
I smirk, and examine my fingernails, painted shades of blue, red, purple and black.
Would you care for a position in the high courts of my queendom?
No thanks. I'm already part of a cult-
(I will preface everything by saying this is a role I am playing- it doesn't reflect my true views on anyone. I enjoy all of your guy's company)
I tilt my head and nod Ah yes, I forgot. . . I chuckle Visiones Crystallinae. Gemma. I enunciate each word clearly She's a strange figure here. Started off as a harbinger of chaos. Now the ruler of what is quite possibly one of the most powerful groups. Though I suppose it is an inherited legacy. She does have a reputation, though, I'll give her that. I look at you bluntly I'm much more powerful than her. Join me, and I will give you everything you want most.
I hold up 5 fingers, and with each thing I list, one finger goes down
Power.
Happiness.
Love.
Comfort.
The last finger goes down
Knowledge.
I smirk, waiting for your answer
Damn, Null- I've got to hand it to ya, you've got great acting skills. But - I raise an eyebrow - what you don't seem to realize is that Kai is my kid. He already has everything you've promised. I understand what you want, though. I smile, and my eyes shimmer dangerously You want to be recognized.
I take a step forward
You want to be famous.
I take another step closer
You want to be powerful.
With the next step I take, there is only a foot of space between us
You want so much. My expression is kind, and yet there's still that gleam in my eyes For so little. You could do better. I kneel You should have come to me, first. Not Avhira, the peacekeeper. Not Gabs, the Empress of Cheesecake. I look up at you Me. Visiones Crystallinae. Gemma.
(YIKES- god damn, alright- forgot I was dealing with an actual cult here.)
I look bemused
Why are you kneeling? Has the mighty Visiones Crystallinae seen that she can't stand up to me? I laugh slightly Has she come to pledge her allegiance to me?
Abruptly, I stop laughing, and my face turns serious I don't need your pity, if that's what this is. I pause But if you've truly come to submit, well. . . who am I to refuse?
(Lmao, yep. Always will be. That's who I am here.)
I chuckle softly Less of a submission or admission of weakness than an offer of services. You see, the Primus de Pulvere Natus has nigh infinite resources. We're a multi-dimensional organization. Death himself bows down to me. I've conquered Middle Earth, Nirn, and Alagaesia. I've broken Amalur, and shattered countless other places. My eyes burn with a passionate blue light We don't lightly put our faith in the other factions. We're on friendly terms, to be sure, but I cannot remember alliances being forged between us and them. So. . . I bow my head High Queen Null, the Primus de Pulvere Natus would like to formally and cordially extend an offer of alliance and open borders with your queendom.
I chuckle darkly And what do you stand to gain from me? If you have everything, why us? After all, there's Cheesecake, who has their vast wealth and near infinite supply of their namesake. There's Chancla, who has their vast armies and fanatical belief in the power of their idol, a sandal. There's even Pollo, from whom you could gain the ability to do whatever you wished without fear of rebuttal from your allies. I pause So why my queendom, the queendom of glitches and vast expanses of void?
I think You have the potential to run rampant across the continent with your glitches. My occult states are very close to your queendom, and I do not wish to lose a land established only a few mere months ago. Plus, you are correct, I do still have something to gain from the other factions. However - I look you dead in the eyes - they aren't the ones I'm interested in.
I close my eyes briefly and nod Very well. I accept. I grin Now stop kneeling. It's starting to feel really weird.
I watch from the shadows, silent
(Oh we started something)
(yes we did)
(grins I may start something…)
I stand in the corner, a translucent figure staring at everyone with glowing purple eyes. I lean on my sword, completely silent.
I look at Ami and grin
I glance at Eli and wave, smiling.
I smile back, then place my hand over my bag
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