17; dirty little secrets; evil evil evil; all your fourth wall are belong to me

[sandinmyboots]

[It's a huge cave full of lava. And rocks. And roads. And soldiers looking miserable in their armor. And Kefka, who hasn't ditched his ridiculous outfit despite it having more layers than pound cake, whose mere presence is terrifying all the soldiers into huddling together.]Soldiers! We've got reports that people are blurting out dark secrets, so

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[a_pretty_fire]

[Drusilla was delighted rather than disgusted, pouting a little when the camera failed to track the death of the unfortunate soldier. She had to close her eyes and imagine the images that accompanied the screams and the sizzles.

She applauded - not mockingly, but genuine and sincere - when the performance came to an end.]

We can burn it down. I'll play with you.

[sandinmyboots]

Princess Drusilla! I'd love to play with you. I can't burn it all down quite yet, but once I can, you can come along. We'll make the worlds our playground!

[Although he's sure this post will end badly in general for him, he's glad that Drusilla approves. He oozes eager withe very syllable, bouncing on his toes with excitement.]

[a_pretty_fire]

I'm patient. I'll wait for you.

[She drank in the wickedness like a flower turning towards the sunlight.]

Did you make the soldiers yourself? Are they tin?

[sandinmyboots]

Good. I'll need time to prepare.

[He's delighted, a child showing off.]

No, they're made by the dance of humans, birds and bees, so on and so forth. I don't make the tin soldiers; they rarely leave their nests, instead preying on those who raid them.

[material_guy]

Well, when you think about it, a quick death might be better than torture, life in jail, or life in a lab.

[sandinmyboots]

Exactly! Everyone dies! I'm fated to a particularly unpleasant death, if my knowledge of genre proves true. Lava would probably be nice in comparison.

But we're all going to die, so I may as well do my job and do it right before that happens, right?

[material_guy]

Now, that's a shitty attitude to take. You're already just giving up to dying. That's no good.

[sandinmyboots]

I can't live forever. I'd get bored! The world will crumble to dust eventually and I'll be stuck on a pile of nothing. Boring. I'm going out with a bang!

[ifishouldreturn]

I expected the darkness to reach the community, but I did not expect it to take such a form.

[Kefka had welcomed him warmly to the community, giving every appearance of amiability.]

[sandinmyboots]

I don't intend to extend my rainbow of evil to you. This is my role on my world, and that's where it's staying.

[He's a little....shocked? Surprised? Not quite hurt, but...he doesn't want to lose all his company, even if it's on the wrong side of the morality spectrum.]

[Was his natural malice hidden so well? He hadn't realized...he'd been having too much fun, he'd been slipping up lately.]

[ifishouldreturn]

See that it does. This community is not without those who will fight to protect it.

[sandinmyboots]

Rest assured, I'll only meddle in other worlds if I'm invited.

[madeitsquare]

... I don't even know what to say this time.

[sandinmyboots]

You're still allowed to kill me, Scrooge. You've earned it.

[madeitsquare]

I don't kill.

[sandinmyboots]

Maiming is acceptable!

[weliveandwecry]

Will you still train me?

[sandinmyboots]

Of course, my dear. You may not be good at conversation, but you are still my wonderful apprentice.