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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:25:04 GMT -6
[Papes]
Oliv eventually found himself poking at the food on his plate instead of eating it. He'd only taken a few bites before deciding he actually didn't really feel like it. A shame, since he picked stuff he liked too. He set the fork down before gently pushing the plate in Alexandrose's direction.
"You want the rest of this?" He didn't offer an excuse.
When Noctalle spoke up about how pointless threats and blackmail were, he felt sick. In an attempt to distract himself from the feeling, he set the bag he always had with him on his lap and stared at the embroidered lizard on the flap.
". . ."
Remembering one of the people sitting next to him was Noctalle, he quickly moved the lizard bag so it was away from her. He'd always been unusually protective of something that looked so plain, even if it was a bag of holding.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:25:21 GMT -6
[Plastic]
"Of course." Alexandrose cheered, his pleased voice piercing through Oliv like a shriek. A claw slammed down on the plate without hesitation, and was hefted into the toothy abyss with the rest.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:25:35 GMT -6
[Tsuki]
"Perhaps if someone showed you a little love, you'd learn how better to treat those that serve. Does a well kept toy not last longer than one abused, hm? Perhaps after your coronation, I can show you what it means to be loved." Meito smirked, knowing the likelihood of Noctelle accepting that kind of invitation would be next to zero, in the negative direction. Of course, stranger things have happened.
He then poured himself a glass of wine, and while aerating the glass by rocking it gently, tapped his kiseru upon the table once more. A mouth appeared on the table in front of Alexandrose, and another would appear in the kitchen, so that the maids could just dump food in it for Alexandrose. "We wouldn't want them to tire out too quickly, yes?"
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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:25:57 GMT -6
[Roz]
Oh, she knew Meito was teasing, but that didn't stop her stomach from turning like a centrifuge. By now, she had amassed a plate of delectables for herself, but she found herself sheepishly pushing them in Alexandrose's direction.
"Oh, no dear, I assure you, I take excellent care of my things. I just see no point in creating unnecessary emotional attachments to them. My time is better spent elsewhere, you see. I have none to waste weeping or..."
Her face scrunched up uncomfortably before her final word.
"... fornicating."
She took a loooooooong drag on the cigarette once again as she idly glanced towards the empty seat. It was going to be a terribly long evening.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:26:09 GMT -6
[Papes]
"The concept of you fucking at all is enough to give some of us nightmares anyway. Really disturbing,"
Oliv decided to pour himself a glass of wine, too. This was gonna be a long night for him as well. Was he going to regret this? Yes. Was it the roasting of Noctalle, or his decision to have wine? Yes.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:26:19 GMT -6
[Iso] "Ughhhhhhh," Nette groaned, "UGGGGGGGGGGGH"What kind of insult was that, really? Nette took two-hour-long baths EVERY day with glittery cosmic bath bombs, Brooke wasn't even trying!! Luckily, Oliv did all the hard work for her, prompting her to snrk and go to take a sip of her Capri Sun that was poured into a champagne glass to make it look valuable. "Goddd, and you wonder why it took this long to get invited here, jeez. 'Ooh fucking is so lowly but I'm gonna sit here doing my weird BDSM schtick!' 'Ooh everyone is garbage except me OMG why doesn't Ignis want me around when I'm like totally so fun to go clubbing with?' It's called networking, people!"Suddenly, she had a brilliant idea. Netteworking! She could so make that a book! What a genius! Maybe this dinner wasn't a total waste. "Though I dunno if she's better or worse than you," she continued, glaring at Brooke as she noticed what he was up to. You know, slavery aside. "How many more people are gonna bring a plus one, huh?!""Hey, dickweed's maid! How do you feel about twin tails?!" she shouted in Kalpana's direction. She didn't wait for a response before aggressively reaching across Brooke to grab a lil sandwich from Phoebe's platter, causing her to "SQUAWWWWWWK" in terror and flee into the kitchen. Luckily, the platter landed with the hors d'oeuvres intact. Talent! "Meito gets it. If you want, like, REAL obedience and clout," quick glance at Noctalle, "Then it's all about the love! Like, my servants are totally loyal to me 'cuz we have sleepovers and pizza parties and we gossip about hot boys and all the bitches we don't like, not because I step on them or whatever you freaks are into."She couldn't help but frown a little. This whole thing would be more fun if she could bully Dicro on the side. But why bother if he wasn't here to hear it? "Guess Oliv's got a point, though. Even if you two," she pointed at Brooke and Noctalle, "did a total 180 and learned the power of friendship or whatever, I'd still rather fuck The Blob over there."Nette pointed over at Alexandrose, squinting a little bit as she did so. She'd... she'd probably take him over those two, anyway. Meanwhile, the other maids were shoveling food into the Hunger Hole with complete nonchalance because this is Maple Manor. You stop thinking about these things after a while.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 5, 2019 20:43:25 GMT -6
[Tsuki]
"Being stepped on isn't all bad though, sometimes it's exciting! Oh, and candles, candles are so romantic, a bit of hot wax can go a long way~" Meito took a sip from his wine. "Of course, vanilla is fine too."
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:21:38 GMT -6
[Exuro]
"Whoa, harsh! Sounds like you woke up on the wrong side of the luxurious fox-pelt bed this morning," Markis retorted, puffing on his cigar in true 80's action move villain fashion. He refrained from joining on on the dunking collective, likely to none of the other Underkings' surprise; Markis was usually too hung over or spaced out from the raucous parties he hosted on regular occasion. If it weren't for the fact that he was inhaling cocktail shrimp like today was his last day in this Entirety, it could be easy to think him completely zoned out.
"If not the bossman, like, who even would we be expecting to show up? Corrune? As if! He hasn't so much as bothered to show up at any of my get-togethers lately!"
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:22:02 GMT -6
[Gwen] Brooke watched as the rest of table devolved into chaos. Some comments were aimed at him. Others, at Noctalle, at Meito, at Nette. He was glad that Oliv at least had turned his attention away from him for the time being. Couldn't stand to hear that waste of space speak. He didn't deserve to be here. Most of this lot didn't. Noctalle's words and actions towards her Knight gave him quite the giggle, however. She certainly deserved to be here. She was a girl after his own heart. ...but then he watched as this newcomer knocked her cigarette into his glass, and scowled. He looked around grumpily before noticing Nette's Capri-Sun, and instead poured them in, and tossed his glass behind him carelessly. A bunch of spectral birds flew overhead, cooing. "Psht... I'm sure someone will clean that up. That's what maids are for, right? I'm just helping keep them occupied, see? So don't be so upset. And hey, none of you softies even know her, so why should you care? And besides... that girl... heh. We have a history. She once tried to rise up against me. So now she works for me to pay back that debt. I mean, sure, I'm using her little baby brother as collateral... but hey, that's life. You go against the grain, you get the splinters." Brooke monologued to no one in particular, leaning back in his chair with his hands behind his back. "Yep, when you got power, why not flaunt it? Heh...""While I certainly agree... Honestly Brooke, must you always make such a scene?" Suddenly, another woman in a maid dress, covered head to toe in feathers - a great deal taller than most everyone there - appeared behind Brooke's chair, and leaned over it with a smile on her face. Behind her, several spectral birds attended to the broken glass, sweeping them up into a dustpan. They then deposited the glass in front of Alexandrose, before dissipating. She laughed, shaking her head. "Though I must admit... you're always so delightfully devilish towards that poor girl. My, did you see those frightened tears of hers? How dreadful. Makes me sick to my stomach. Crying is so not professional..."Sivala smirked as she slowly, seductively placed another wine glass in front of Brooke, her lips just barely passing his. Brooke happily slurped down the red liquid inside his glass, and stared at his... companion. He smirked and laughed as he drank, and reached over to his plate to grab food that... that just wasn't there. But before he was going to get mad about it, Kalpana had finally arrived again, placing a large plate of food in front of Brooke. She wiped sweat from her brow. It was clearly quite unbearably heavy. Brooke looked over at her, and grinned, and her eyes hit the floor again. He patted her mockingly on the head. Sivala covered her mouth and snickered. Kalpana shook in fear and anger, and took a step back, inadvertently bumping into Nette. She squeaked, and got down on her hands and knees besides Nette, and cried out. "S-sorry, Mistress Nette!! P-please accept my humble apologies!! I didn't mean... I... I-I'm so sorry! I will take my leave and not bother you again... P-please... don't hurt my brother..." Kalpana choked out between sobs, clearly terrified of any repercussions that might've arose from her actions, before Sivala grabbed her by the ear, pulling her up on her feet. Kalpana held her breath. "Now, now, little pet... everything is alright. No harm done. You brought your Master his treat, so I'm sure he will look the other way, just this once. Mmm. But I do suppose you should be courteous, and get Nette here... no, I think you should bring everyone at this table a little extra... something. A round or two of drinks, no? Whatever they're drinking, I want you to bring back at least two more glasses for everyone. That should make things even. So run along now. And don't keep us waiting. You wouldn't want to end up like some of the other maids, would you?" Sivala finally let go of Kalpana's ear, and laughed threateningly. Kalpana, however, breathed a short sigh of relief. And she was about to do as she was told when her wrist was then suddenly grabbed by Brooke. She winced, and looked back at him in total fear. Except he didn't even look back at her. She gulped. "Now, don't bother giving Noctowel here another drink, maid. An empty glass, sure. So she can rub one of cigarettes out into it instead of mine."[/b] He growled, knocking over Noctalle's glass in defiance. He let go of Kalpana's wrist, and she proceeded to start doing as she was ordered to, as Brooke pigged out on the food on his plate, his companion still leaning on his chair, smirking, watching everyone else.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:22:19 GMT -6
[Tsuki]
Mei2 took another drag of his kiseru, and then promptly downed his entire glass. "After that display, may as well get me an entire bottle. Lust may be my title, but not even I would get intimate with Brooke. Though perhaps someday love will aid him and make him less... Brooke. One could hope, yes?"
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:22:31 GMT -6
[Papes]
Oliv didn't even make it through half his glass of wine before he suddenly stopped, set the glass down gently, and sat there with a very unsettling silence.
It took all of zero seconds for him to go from being at the table to lunging at Brooke and slamming him to the wall with one hand holding a death grip on the bastard's neck.
"You disgust me. Don't get me wrong I hated you from the start. But using someone's own sibling as collateral... you're a monster."
The expression on his face betrayed him as he spoke in a frighteningly calm voice; this is exactly why he was chosen to be Sloth Underking. Him going from 0 to 150 in zero seconds, to be exact. Make no mistake, everyone would be able to feel an aura of absolute rage coming from him.
With a swift blurry motion he reached into a lizard bag, took out an extremely edgy-looking dagger, and stabbed Brooke with it right in the mcfucking throat. He then removed said dagger and casually went back to his seat, wiping off the especially repulsive blood that was left on it.
Wow he's already calmed down.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:22:43 GMT -6
[Gwen]
Brooke was taken completely by surprise by Oliv, not expecting that little waste of air to have any form of fight in him at all. He scowled at him, but laughed proudly as he was called a monster, by someone working for a complete monster. He reveled in his title, and laughed in Oliv's face.
And then he was stabbed in the throat. Brutal.
"H- FUCK."[/b] He shouted, sputtering out blood from the hole in his neck before it quickly closed up, his blood as black as his very heart, splashed all over his clothes and the floor. He raised his right hand, a ball of pure dark energy forming in it, before he finally looked over and noticed Sivala's reaction to everything.
She was losing her absolute shit. She was just laughing so hard. And Kalpana even peeked out of the kitchen for a moment, and smiled, letting out a giggle herself. Brooke grumbled, annoyed that he got blood stained all over his nice, purple clothes, and even more annoyed that he was just publicly humiliated... partly by his own companion, no less.
He returned to his seat, growling under his breath, and pouted. He pouted while thinking about all the nasty ways he could get back at Oliv. Pouted while his companion was still holding her stomach laughing at him. But he spent so much time fantasizing, that he was losing out on crucial minutes, minutes that were rapidly fading. Minutes before he missed the window to make an impactful comeback. So he just winged it.
"You have some nerve, olive branch... why don't you make like a tree and shrivel up and die already?" Brooke snarked out, growling it with murderous intent himself. "So what if I'm a monster? We're all monsters here, you worthless scum. Some... eh, more literal than others. So why do you care about the lives of those that would oppose us, if given the chance? Those that would oppose... Ignis, might I add? You're not... taking their side, are you? Don't let him catch you saying that. I'm sure it wouldn't end well for you. Either way, I'll make sure you're the first to go...[/size]"[/color]
His words probably would have had more meaningful impact to them if Sivala hadn't still been laughing throughout his entire speech. He slouched down into his chair and pulled his hood over his eyes. Annoyed.
"Oh my god I can't believe he's actually being serious after all that... pfffffft.... come onnnnnn... read the rooooom... hahahahaha"[/color][/i]
Spectral birds, meanwhile, began cleaning the blood off the floor intently.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:22:56 GMT -6
[Papes]
Soon Brooke would find that same dagger fly in the air, pull a magic bullet, completely pass through the trash man's throat, and make its way back into Oliv's hand.
"Bold of you to imply such a thing. If you're REALLY gonna break someone, then just fucking kill their friends and family from the start. Blackmail takes way too much time and effort."
He started cleaning the knife again.
"I'd be careful with making accusations if I were you. Then again I'm not, because at least I have some brain cells left."
2liv said nothing more as he checked the lizard bag before magicking any blood off of it.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:23:11 GMT -6
[Gwen]
Brooke bled all over his food, all over the table, all over his clothes, and blood splattered onto Nette and Noctalle as well. He coughed a bunch, his air restricted for a moment or two. When he had finally healed back up - it look a little longer this time to recover, since it was a Larger Hole than the last - Brooke once again had to deal with his companion laughing at him.
And now, his food was ruined, too. He was writhing internally, and wanted so desperately for everyone at the table to fear him. To respect him as the terrifying tyrant he was... But alas, in the end, he knew his actions would have very little impact, since Oliv mattered so very little, and Ignis would be rather upset were he to lose one of his more pathetic Underkings from such a petty squabble, so... he decided to conserve his energy. Bide his time. To wait.
...but just for good measure, Brooke raised his right hand and snapped twice, and two more tears showed up in the room. One, below where his plate used to be. And the second tear, was, of course, right above Oliv's plate. He dropped his bloodied plate right on top of Oliv's. This time, however, he kept his mouth firmly shut for once.
"You two really are so entertaining..." Sivala snickered to herself, eventually calming down and returning behind her companion's chair.
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Kalpana was also totally watching this entire time, and was also very entertained. She was really rooting for Oliv.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 6, 2019 15:23:22 GMT -6
[Papes]
"Oh shit I am so sorry about that,"
An absolute fool would mistake this for an apology to Noctalle or even Brooke. However, it was blatantly obvious he was directing this to Nette. Sighing quietly, he magick'd away any blood that got on the gremlin underking, and on whatever was left on her plate too.
"Didn't mean to get blood all over your cute outfit." Did. Did he wink at her just now. Is he flirting with her right now. Good lord.
He saw it out of the corner of his eye but paid absolutely no attention to the bloodied plate that was dropped on top of his own.
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