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[darkasnight]

Who: Night & Villa people (and anyone who wants to crash)
Where: The beach on the island.
When: Backdated to Friday (8-16)
Style: Action/Prose
Status: Open

[One of Night's favorite past times was going up to the island to do a number of things: hunt small wildlife, toss around in flowers, and sunbathe. The normal life of a cat, really.

But after a few recent events he feels like maybe coming up to the beach, not just by himself, but with everyone else, could be a good thing. Who didn't love being out in the sun all day?

Which is just what he does, leaving most everyone in the Villa a message asking them to join him at the beach Friday morning. It isn't a party only because he has no idea what to do or bring for a party, but the intent was to have fun and relax.]

Comments

[darkasnight]

[What are those shorts he's wearing...

It's a little weird for him to see the King of Earth building sand castles, but he's sure it could be worse.

Although he's starting to regret having his tail out right now, if Amaimon was here.

He holds out a (wrapped) popsicle to him.] What are you making?

[demonicdiabetes]

[ In a split second, the popsicle is already in his mouth, the wrapper itself floating slowly toward the ground. When did he even look away? ]

A sculpture of aniue. [ He rolls the popsicle in his mouth once, then twice, his focus never once shifting from the statue to Night. ]

[darkasnight]

[That is really unnerving to him.]

Why?

[demonicdiabetes]

[ Indeed, why? Such a marvelous philosophical question, pertaining to the various depths of the human, or in this case, demonical mind. Why indeed was he making that statue? Was there some intrinsic value? Was it an offering to his brother? Perhaps, in a fit of boredom, it was the first model to come to mind. We will never know, but it stands as a fact that there is a plethora of reasons as to why Amaimon could be building a statue of Mephisto. ]

....

[ ... ]

Why not?

[ Or that. ]

[darkasnight]

If you keep feeding his ego his head will explode, that's why.

1/2

[demonicdiabetes]

[ Excuse him as his brain takes a while to catch up. ]

2/2

[demonicdiabetes]

[ And after several seconds of deep intricate pondering, he answers at last with his carefully sculpted question. ]

What's an ego?

[darkasnight]

[This shouldn't be fun, but it is.]

You know that curly thing on his head? Whenever you compliment him or make him feel good about himself it soaks it up and sends it straight to his head.

[Trying hard to look serious here.] But if you overload 'im with too many nice things his head will explode so bad it would take him weeks to recover!

[demonicdiabetes]

Ooh.

[ Then the ahoge is to blame. Night, Mephisto will probably make you pay for the consequences of this. ]

Then I should cut it off!

[darkasnight]

[Oh definitely.]

Yes, you should.

[Holy fuck.] But you gotta be careful! Know why? [Aside from incurring Mephisto's wrath.]

[demonicdiabetes]

[ He's just going to stare at Night without saying a word, rolling his popsicle with his tongue as he nods. If there's a weird leech on top of Aniue's head, it's gotta go! ]

[darkasnight]

[He holds up a finger, looking COMPLETELY SERIOUS here.]

If you cut it off wrong that'll mean big trouble for him! He might never be able to recover as a full demon if you take it off the wrong way. So be careful!

[demonicdiabetes]

[ That makes no sense. But sense isn't something that makes sense in this chump's brain, if he even has one. ]

So how do I cut it off right?

[darkasnight]

Right after you cut it off you have to dump mud on his head. To seal the wound.

[demonicdiabetes]

Okay.

[ ... ]

[ .................. ]

[ ................................. ]

[ He just turns his head and keeps on working on his statue. ]

[darkasnight]

Also, as payment for helping you out don't forget to get it on camera, yeah?

[demonicdiabetes]

What's that?

[ Night this guy is pretty much from the underworld you gotta spell everything out for him. ]

[darkasnight]

[Pulling out his SFC for Amaimon to see.]

Just click this and point the camera bit at him. That way he'll always be able to watch it and remember how you saved his life!

[demonicdiabetes]

Aah...

[ That's nice. He'll ask Mephisto about that later. ]

So I can use recordings to remember other things, too?

[ This is a genius move, played by someone who isn't very aware of just how much. He pulls out his own SFC, pointing it at night. ]

You should repeat what I have to do so I don't forget.

[darkasnight]

Well... [This could also seriously incriminate him too if Amaimon showed this to Mephisto after everything.] ... Alright.

[So he'll list off his instructions to the Earth King, doing well to stifle any escaping chuckles.]

Remember, his survival depends on this!

[demonicdiabetes]

Okay, I'll do it.

[ He replays the recording, for no particular reason. ]

How much time do I have?

[darkasnight]

[He looks up at the statue thoughtfully.]

About... Thirty minutes. Starting now.