5: What is coming is better than what is gone.

[nos_servabit]

Who: Jacob and YOUUUUU
When: Morning till late afternoon
Where: Near the plaza
Style: Whatever you want, I'll do.
Status: Open like your ears!

[There is a man sitting in the plaza.]

[He isn't at all out of the ordinary- no crazy hair colors or eye colors or anything amiss. Even his clothes are plain and simple, and honestly, he looks like the kind of man who you could spot in a crowd and just forget about instantaneously.]

[He's sitting on a bench while a large black chocobo with flowers tied around its neck rests near his feet. And in his hands is...what appears to be a lute. Huh.]

[There is a few seconds of silence, and then he starts playing, not even looking at his lute as he does so, as if he's gotten the whole piece memorized by heart.]

[And if you're passing by, he'll smile over at you, as if saying "You can come over and listen. I don't mind."]

[Say hi to your resident god figure, Vatheonites? He won't bite.]


[ooc: For all of you new players out there, this is Jacob from the TV show LOST and...he's a god figure in his canon who has powers of omniscience and such. Therefore, I have a handy-dandy permission post over here as to how much he can know about your character and such. Thank you!]

Comments

[nos_servabit]

Why shouldn't I smile? I'm happy to get to know a new person, and it is merely a way of me showing that to you.

[And a slight tilt of the head.]

And what would "your kind" be, exactly?

[evilisfabulous]

...You gods. Do you think I don't know that you're deliberately antagonizing me? Me! Ghirahim, Demon Lord of the surface world!

[nos_servabit]

[There's a long pause. And then Jacob actually lets out a short sort of laugh, shaking his head.]

Oh, I'm not a god, Ghirahim, don't you worry.

[evilisfabulous]

That's Lord Ghirahim to you.

What are you, then? Enlighten me.

[nos_servabit]

Lord Ghirahim. My apologies.

[And that smile gets wide.]

Oh, I'm Jacob.

[BEST ANSWER EVER]

[evilisfabulous]

*finally. Some respect around here.*

I do remember asking what you are. I could care less about your name.

[nos_servabit]

What if there isn't a name for what I am? I'm Jacob. It's simple as that.

[Jacob: canonly worse than Yoda.]

[evilisfabulous]

Hmph. I could think of several. *he'll just. Try to leave now. And go find a vent for all this anger. Maybe he'll find another cast-off homeless human to torture again. That worked last time...*

[nos_servabit]

Then tell me then, if you don't mind. I do like learning things from people.

Especially from a sword...I can't imagine what it must have been like to be one.

[evilisfabulous]

*Oh no you didn't.

Ghirahim freezes in mid-step. The look he gives Jacob as he turns around could melt rust off metal. (and then the metal too).*

Funny. I don't remember ever telling you that. You wouldn't happen to be poking through my private thoughts, would you?

[nos_servabit]

[Does Jacob hide, when such a look is turned on him? Not at all. It's like staring at the horizon of a peaceful ocean and knowing that it will never, ever change.]

Not at all. I just know. I don't read minds.

[evilisfabulous]

Well...kindly know things about someone else. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm not in the mood for excessive cleverness about my affairs.

[nos_servabit]

[He shakes his head, as if he's lecturing a child who will not listen.]

It's not like I can control it. It just falls into my head without warning. It's just part of who I am.