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@ElderGod-Carrots

“Luke calm down. I’m fine but Blake has me. He’s trying to convince me to join him, because he doesn’t want to keep me here against me will.”

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

"Well, screw that, am I right?" His voice cut out for a second, but you suspected he was cursing Blake in colorful terms. "Where are you, can you tell? I'll come help as soon as I figure out what happened to Crash. The stupid mutt's disappeared."

@ElderGod-Carrots

“I don’t know. I was asleep for god knows how long and then I was with Bake in his office, which by the look of things was by a rainforest,” I was slient for a minute. “It’s nearly 6, I have to meet with Blake for dinner, please hurry.”

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

"A rainforest? Dangit. I'll have to ask around, see if any of the guys I found know where Blake's headquarters are. Just hang in there, I promise I'll come as fast as I can. If he does or says anything you don't like, punch that pompous–static–where it hurts, all right?"
(I have to go in a second, see you a little later)

@ElderGod-Carrots

(Ok, see ya)
“You’re so stupid Luke. Click the grey button on your tracker, you will be able to see me, you, Nate and Crash. Why would I give you a TRACKER if you couldn’t use it!”

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

(Hey there, long time no see. Luke came back from his meeting with Blake, Blake's a god, they decided to move to a new safehouse, they did, Crash went out hunting, Luke went out to see if he could buy some powerful help with their predicament, a shadow spirit came while they were gone and kidnapped Maddie (and Crash), Maddie's in contact with Luke via radio and they're figuring out how to get back together, and Nathan's currently with Luke, out cold in a non-profit hospital. Sorry, I'm sure he fought valiantly to protect Maddie. XD )

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

(And now, back to the narrative….we'll figure out how to get your character back in asap)
"Oh." Long pause. "Oh yeah, you're right, I am stupid. Jeez. Hang on." Muffled clicking. "Okay, here's me and Nate, we're at the old people-patching shop for his head…..Wait, what the heck? It says that you're still downtown! And Crash too."

@ElderGod-Carrots

(Bye)
I walked over to the old wooden dresser and picked out a strapless mint green dress. Even though Blake was a psycho, he had good taste. I found a pair of black heels and walked out of my room where one of Blake’s minions escorted me to the dinning hall.

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

(Lol if Blake could hear her right now he'd be so flattered)
It was Morgan again, a bit more well dressed and lacking any expression. He didn't speak to you, only led you down the stairs to a lovely hall with a long table set for a dozen at its center. Several seats had already been taken by dark-haired young men and women, who barely looked up when you arrived. You saw Vin standing in the corner, ready to wait on anyone who needed him.
Blake was at the head of the table, and he had you sit at his right hand. "Thank you, Morgan. And good evening, Maddie. I hope you enjoy the meal we picked out for you."

@ElderGod-Carrots

I looked down and saw a classic roast dinner in front of me. “Thanks.” I said slowly. I wasn’t really hungry and besides, I didn’t want to eat his food but I took a few bites anyway.

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

It was, for the record, quite good. You noticed, however, that you and Blake were the only ones eating it. Everyone else at the table had a different dish that, honestly, resembled moist coffee grounds with a side of something that looked like meatballs, but rust-colored and crunchier. The liquid in their glasses was a finely-strained green-brown color.

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

"Ah, yes," he said. "I forgot to mention. Most of my employees are shadow spirits, and shadow spirits cannot eat human food. Instead, they dine on things like synthetic chemicals, degraded metals, poisons, and radioactive substances. For your sake, I have asked them to prepare a meal that is free from radiation or toxic fumes. I do believe there is liquid mercury somewhere in that dish, however, so I would advise you to avoid contact with it."

@ElderGod-Carrots

I pushed my plate away. “On second thought I’m not that hungry,” I sat back in my chair, looking into my lap. “Are there any other humans here?”

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

"Only one at the moment, and he is often away on business. Walker Clay is the co-founder of an investment company I run on the side. He's an intelligent, ambitious individual, and not very interested in socializing. I'm afraid you would probably bore each other." Blake tilted his head at you. "Not going to be lonely, I hope? I'm sure that the other young people here would be happy to keep you company."
His claim was met with a mixed response from the others at the table. Some grumbled quietly, a few nodded and smiled. But none argued with Blake on the matter.

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

Blake waved his hand airily. "Oh, do let's keep this meal a pleasant experience. I won't bother you about that for the rest of the night, I promise. You deserve time to think it over, perhaps learn a more about the details of such a commitment. Vin tells me that you spoke with him about it this afternoon. I hope his perspective shed some light for you. In the meantime, I feel that it might be necessary to explain who I am exactly. Do you have any questions about me or my work?"

@Young-Dusty-the-Monarch-of-Dusteria group

"Well, you seem to have already gathered that I am a god. To be clear, I am the god of Negativity, time, fate, and curiosity. I have always found Earth to be my favorite planet, mostly due to the humans on it. Call me someone who likes to tamper with things. It's great fun." He smiled cheerfully. "These shadow spirits, and various others around the world, are a species of my own design. They are made entirely of Negativity, one of the Rare Energies which–"
There was a cough from the other end of the table. One of the shadow spirits, a girl with short black hair and bold makeup, raised her hand. "Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we are now finished with our meal. If you're going to talk about us like objects, then may we be allowed to return to our duties?"
Blake sighed. "Yes, Miss Rex. All of you except Dimitar and Piper may go. I have to speak to them in a moment."
The others got up, muttering to each other and casting you dark glances. Morgan stayed lounging in his chair, along with a grey-haired man with a perpetual scowl.
(These paragraphs just keep getting longer I need to stop XDD)