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[myhairisflames]

You kids are so boring. No wars. No deals with the devil. Boooring.

[[Locked to Hancock//20% Hackable]]

Hey, drunk. Heard it through the grapevine you were learning how to be a superhero from some kid.

[insert laughter here.]

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[alittlegreedy]

Deal, huh? What would you get from it?

[myhairisflames]

Souls of course. Don't you people know how this works? You trade your soul to me, and I give you your heart's desire.

[alittlegreedy]

Not familiar with it, no. Can't say it's popular back in my world.

Just a soul?

[myhairisflames]

Just a soul. I accept first-born children, and eternal slavitude as well.

[His voice takes on a sly tone.]

Why? You interested?

[alittlegreedy]

Yeah. But I doubt you'd be able to cover my "heart's desire".

[myhairisflames]

Try me.

Before you bore me to death.

[alittlegreedy]

Fame. Power. Land. Money. Women. Immortality.

How's that for starters?

[myhairisflames]

Greedy little thing, aren't you?

[alittlegreedy]

Pretty much. So you can do it for that, right?

[myhairisflames]

That's a lot to ask for just one little soul... Throw in some eternal servitude, and you've got yourself a deal, kid.

[alittlegreedy]

[...] Don't like being owned, sorry. How 'bout soul for just the immortality part then?

[myhairisflames]

I said some eternal servitude. Its a name. Like... Coca Cola. It comes in several varieties.

[But in the end, it's still coke.]

[alittlegreedy]

I'm no good at taking orders in general. Gonna have to pass on that.

[myhairisflames]

Fiiiiine, finefinefinefine fine. How's this? I get you the feminine hook up, posh digs whenever we land at wherever we're going, and I'll make sure everyone on this boat knows your name.

Deeeal?

[alittlegreedy]

What about the immortality?

[myhairisflames]

I'll see what I can do. You're already getting the Titans package. What're ya tryin' to do, clean me out? I've got a business to run. I can't go givin' out all the goods.