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Character Lucifer Morningstar
Series The Sandman / Lucifer [Wikipedia]
Character Age Younger than God, older than a lot of everything else.
Job Lounge Pianist
Canon: First, there was Yahweh’s creation. And then there were Yahweh’s two sons, Michael and Lucifer, who provided the power and will to shape the world. And Yahweh saw that it was good. Except Lucifer was not so convinced, there was a war, and a whole bunch of Falling and then Hell opened for business. Lucifer reigned in Hell for a really long time, until he decided to lock up shop and retire. More or less. One does not simply retire from being the Lightbringer, Morning Star, Devil, etcetera. Heaven makes him an offer, and he wouldn’t be Lucifer if he didn’t take it.
In some ways, Lucifer is exactly how you would imagine him. He is smooth talking, condescending, and knows the punch line to every cosmic joke. Perhaps unexpectedly, he does not have horns, does not deal in temptation (strictly speaking, as he never made anyone do anything) and does not speak in Middle, Old, or Ancient English. Like every businessman, he has adapted to the times and become more modern. Lucifer has a particular brand of humour as well, especially surrounding his own, and his Father’s, mythology. You could also say that he’s aware of his own assholery, and doesn’t give a damn. Beyond that? Well, they do say that Hell gets all the best musicians, and he can play a mean piano.
Note: "Laissez les bon têtes vont tomber" translates to "Let the good heads roll"
Sample Post
I did not come with a desire to trespass. Really, I came with very little in terms of desire. In fact, of all the places which cater to desire, I am sure there are those which would be far happier to hold my presence, but I have time to kill. Lifetimes to kill, even, which brings us back to the first point. Ah, the hospitality of Louisiana and the undead all in one nice, neat little package. In return I could only offer my own warm greeting. Laissez les bon têtes vont tomber, so to speak. Oh, I’m even here in season. Wonderful. Though it seems the spirit of restraint is only here in that, spirit.
Dwelling in the past is not my style. Nor, really, should it be yours, as there is a keen difference between remembering and being pathetic. The same difference that there is between learning and simple imitation. I don’t have the time or patience to indulge you. Yes, yes, you as a general whole. Public announcements seem so. . . dramatic, but drama does suit drama and "Camp Fuck You Die" is a name of spectacle.
Preemptively, then, I am not your Satan, or your devil. If you wish to complain on the current state of affairs, I've heard that a priest and a box will do quite nicely in placating your anxieties. Faith is for everyone, but particularly the meek, worried and disgruntled. I am not here to tempt you or to interfere in your silly little apocalyptic games, and I am most definitely not here for your souls. Perhaps, if you're that desperate to give them away, try Ebay. You may find it difficult to show proof of existence, but not everyone on the internet reads the fine print.
I believe this brings us to the conclusion of this matter. I, Lucifer Morningstar, have been offered a job by your Elizabeth Sayre. It is safe to say that I will not resign from this position under any terms, unless of course you wish to make me a substantially larger offer.
And now, I'm sure you've all been waiting for it. I'll begin tonight's mood music. The last song in the set will undoubtedly be "Both Sides Now", but it seems appropriate to begin with "When You Wish Upon A Star" in three piano variations. Please, enjoy.
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