4th Vice: [Accidental Video]// foredated to after the ball!
[The video turns on, and at first, it's hard to tell who exactly it is on-screen: the figure has the familiar silver-white hair, the familiar shiny black horns, but the outfit is different. He's not wearing his usual, gaudy fur-ensemble, but rather, a rather nicely tailored suit-- something like this. And he's leaning over a rather terrified-looking alien, leaning waaaay into its personal space, practically spitting his words against the alien's face.]
What does a devil look like?
What?
[TIME FOR THAT NEARBY TABLE TO BE OVERTURNED.]
What country are you from?
What?
"What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "what"?!
W-what?
ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER, DO YOU SPEAK IT?
[The poor alien sputters, not knowing how to deal with this. All it did was accidentally bump into Verg, and now this... Clearly, Verg is making more enemies than friends on this ship.]
Y-yes!
[The alien has no idea what Verg is talking about, but it agrees anyway.]
Then you know what I'm saying.
Y-yes...
[Verg tilts his head, leaning in even more.]
Describe what a devil looks like.
What?
[And at that, Verg reaches out and thrusts his hand in front of the alien's face, the fingers charged with electricity.]
Say 'what' again. Say 'what' again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time!
[The alien looks terrified, and starts to yell.]
Y-you're big!
Go on!
A-and you're...I don't know, you have horns!
[The palm is thrust even closer to the alien's face.]
Do I look like a bitch?!
What?!
[Verg tases the alien on the shoulder.]
DO I LOOK LIKE A BITCH?
[The electricity crackles a bit more, and then the feed turns off. What the...]
((OOC: Feel free to action him up and tell him to calm down! His 'costume' is Jules Winnfield from 'Pulp Fiction'.))
What does a devil look like?
What?
[TIME FOR THAT NEARBY TABLE TO BE OVERTURNED.]
What country are you from?
What?
"What" ain't no country I ever heard of! They speak English in "what"?!
W-what?
ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER, DO YOU SPEAK IT?
[The poor alien sputters, not knowing how to deal with this. All it did was accidentally bump into Verg, and now this... Clearly, Verg is making more enemies than friends on this ship.]
Y-yes!
[The alien has no idea what Verg is talking about, but it agrees anyway.]
Then you know what I'm saying.
Y-yes...
[Verg tilts his head, leaning in even more.]
Describe what a devil looks like.
What?
[And at that, Verg reaches out and thrusts his hand in front of the alien's face, the fingers charged with electricity.]
Say 'what' again. Say 'what' again! I dare you! I double-dare you, motherfucker! Say 'what' one more goddamn time!
[The alien looks terrified, and starts to yell.]
Y-you're big!
Go on!
A-and you're...I don't know, you have horns!
[The palm is thrust even closer to the alien's face.]
Do I look like a bitch?!
What?!
[Verg tases the alien on the shoulder.]
DO I LOOK LIKE A BITCH?
[The electricity crackles a bit more, and then the feed turns off. What the...]
((OOC: Feel free to action him up and tell him to calm down! His 'costume' is Jules Winnfield from 'Pulp Fiction'.))