[Something...odd...is happening in the lobby. Again.
All of the café NPCs have taken to wearing unorthodox
uniforms, and are currently in the process of methodically covering the walls of the DR with rather distinctive
postersStanding on a random pedestal among the café tables, meanwhile, is a man in the costume depicted on the posters. He's
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[Yeah, nothing to say. Other than useless glaring. Though it could be translated as "What stupidity is this?" Although the disruption in itself is amusing.]
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[The helmeted head swivels slowly, taking note of the newcomer. A low chuckle issues from the hidden features, one hand curling up beneath his chin thoughfully.]
So you dare to show your face...?
[The curled hand unfurls in a crisp snapping motion, the pronged cape flaring behind its wearer.] People of Area DR, I give you: your tyrant! I, Zero, shall not tolerate your oppression of this people any more! And neither shall my soldiers, the Order of the Black Knights!
[The NPCs stand as one at attention and salute.]
Though it's good of you to face me man to man. Step closer, so I may look into the face of oppression itself!
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[...what the hell is this guy going on about? Granted, even in that suit and using his deeper Hail Me voice, Yahtzee now recognizes he's looking at a Marlick of some sort which has nothing to do with hearing vaguely similar speeches back home.
So, recognition made, he'd be happy to walk off and ignore him until he gets off the table and whatever else he's on. Except for the 'man to man' comment, which gets him to walk a few paces closer - ignoring the miniature army around him - and scowl up at him.
What the hell does he want, anyways?]
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Well then, Pharaoh. I see you're not without pride.
Let's see how long that lasts.
[A glance about; none of his men are listening, having gone back to work. Perfect.
A slit in the mask opens, revealing Linner's left eye. A strange red symbol flashes in the center. If Yahtzee doesn't break eye contact by the time Linner is through with the following command, he'll be powerless to disobey.]
Marik Ishtar of the Gravekeepers commands you.....BECOME MY SERVANT!
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He stretches out a hand to her in such a ~fabulous~ manner one can almost imagine rainbows trailing from his glove. I-it's not every day he actually meets the people he puts on this show for, after all.]
You there! Do you tire of not having your rights as a human being validated by this imperial system?! No longer must you suffer in silence!
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