[video / teneka] btw he's in house #6
[The first thing you'll notice about the man you see before you- is that his face is rotting, actually, but that's not the point here. Okay, so the second thing you notice is the extremely pleasant expression on his face. It's almost disturbingly placid and calm, bordering on amused.]
So.
[It's barely intelligible over a dizzying strobe of hatred, incandescent rage, and pure wrongness. He smiles crookedly.]
Controlling us with magic. That's definitely one way to make your new citizens feel comfortable. It's cute. And to think it's strong enough to even collar the Devil. I must admit, I'm impressed. Good for you.
[Another wave of anger and rage on a level far larger than, for instance, can actually fit in the average human mind. Just for a second. One second, then something changes. His eyebrows furrow slightly in sudden realization, then the foreign emotions vanish suddenly. They give way to perfect calm. Stillness. Only his words come through, measured and as perfectly controlled as the eerie calm on his face.]
I'm sure oh-no-where-am-I videos are common here, so I'll spare you. Obviously nobody leaves this box willingly. This prison is made of nothing more or less than dreams and in this city, breaking the law has consequences. Anything beyond that I'm sure I'll learn.
[Pause. There are fairly big icicles hanging from a lamp behind him.] I do apologize to those sharing this house. The cold won't spread beyond this floor.
So.
[It's barely intelligible over a dizzying strobe of hatred, incandescent rage, and pure wrongness. He smiles crookedly.]
Controlling us with magic. That's definitely one way to make your new citizens feel comfortable. It's cute. And to think it's strong enough to even collar the Devil. I must admit, I'm impressed. Good for you.
[Another wave of anger and rage on a level far larger than, for instance, can actually fit in the average human mind. Just for a second. One second, then something changes. His eyebrows furrow slightly in sudden realization, then the foreign emotions vanish suddenly. They give way to perfect calm. Stillness. Only his words come through, measured and as perfectly controlled as the eerie calm on his face.]
I'm sure oh-no-where-am-I videos are common here, so I'll spare you. Obviously nobody leaves this box willingly. This prison is made of nothing more or less than dreams and in this city, breaking the law has consequences. Anything beyond that I'm sure I'll learn.
[Pause. There are fairly big icicles hanging from a lamp behind him.] I do apologize to those sharing this house. The cold won't spread beyond this floor.