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Send me 'Behind the scenes' for conversation between the mun and the muse

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"...I hate to think about this...but I'm probably going to outlive Fizzy if we don't do something."

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Send me “Boss Battle”, and I’ll post the music that plays when your muse fights mine as a boss.

Alternatively, send me “Reverse Boss battle”, and I’ll post the music that plays when my muse fights yours as a boss.

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Send ⚔️ for a vs. battle quote to your muse

This includes:

Battle intro: Victory: Defeat: Assist: Taunt: Reacting to Taunt: Tie: Perfect Victory:

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(Did anyone else notice Stolas ran out of pills during the song?)

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(Fizz is now forklift certified.)

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(Blitz you FUCKING idiot.)

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(Can Millie please stop taking Ls at every possible opportunity?)

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I haven't beaten it yet but

God the urge to make a Karlach blog is high.

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The display with the pitcher was less of a boast and more just a demonstration, to show her money was where her mouth was and that she really was a cut above most other imps. Lucille smirked at the question, another cookie held between her fingers.

"Wouldn't you like to know~?" She'd remark before chuckling, shaking her head. "Jokes aside, I don't have an exact number. Not like a spend my waking hours counting every contract I've made. Somewhere in the hundreds, I'm sure. This has been a long time coming for me, you can't blame me if some of the deals I've made blur together."

Carmilla kept an eye on the hovering pitcher until it was safely back on solid ground. Showoff, she scoffed silently. But imps generally didn't have any degree of power at all, so such a display was interesting.

"This isn't an easy thing you ask for, but you've already managed most of the hard work, from what I understand. How many souls do you have under your control?"

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Lucille had no intentions of betraying Camilla. Camilla was by far her biggest chance to get accepted into the ranks of the overlords. She intended to treat this as a test of her business and diplomatic skills, not of her strength. Besides, even if she did want to betray the overlord, doing so in their own weapon-filled home would be a death sentence.

Besides, she didn't know if her little trick would save her from a holy wound.

Once the duo reached the room the meeting would take place in Lucille would grab a plate to fill up, then grabbed a cup, but didn't fill it up. Instead she'd take a seat across from the arms dealing sinner and lift a hand, which would glow with a yellow electrical aura.

The same aura would envelop the metal pitcher of hot chocolate before it floated to the imp's cup, tipping as if held by some invisible waiter before returning upright and floating back to where it had been before, the aura disappearing from both the pitcher and Lucille's hand soon after.

"To put it simply, I want to become an overlord to prove we imps shouldn't be the bottom of Hell's totem poll." She'd remark, taking a bite of a cookie after.

"Of course, I have a space prepared. Follow me, please."

Carmilla turned fluidly and walked briskly through the manor towards the meeting room. The idea of an imp becoming an overlord... Well, she would be lying if she'd ever claimed she hadn't considered having Lucille killed rather than discuss letting her into the fold. But if she did this right, she'd have a staunch ally with most, if not all, of the imps in Pride at her command. It would be incredibly foolish to throw away such an advantage due to prejudice or paranoia.

Nevertheless, the many weapons decorating the walls, most of which were angelic, alongside trophies taken from those who crossed Carmilla, hopefully served to quell any thoughts of betrayal Lucille might have.

There were refreshments waiting when the two entered the room - a pot of tea still warm, several cans of soda, and a pitcher of hot chocolate alongside a collection of cheese cubes, cookies, and finger sandwiches - classic finger sandwiches, not the more literal Cannibal Town variant.

"So, first thing's first." Carmilla said as she took her seat. "Why do you want to be an overlord?"

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Lucy had been about to knock on the door when the imp servant opened it for her. The difference in height would be made ever more evident in comparison to the servant. The empowered hellborn would smile as she was greeted, as if they weren't about to discuss something that could shake up the overlords' carefully curated status quo.

"Long time no see, Carmilla. As much as I'd love to get straight to business, I'd rather not just stand here in your doorway for it. Do you have a particular room in your manor for this discussion?"

This will prove to be an interesting meeting, Carmilla mused as she watched the limo drive up past the gate and to her manor from the living room window. As Lucille approached the front door, she nodded to one of the imp servants, who opened the door before it could be knocked on.

“Miss Lucille.” Carmilla greeted her guest.

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The imp overlord-to-be took a deep breath once her limo took her to the estate of Camilla Carmine. Alright, this was it. If everything went well she'd either finally be an overlord, or know what she needed to become such.

The limo was almost exclusively used for meetings such as this. Both stylish and practical, it was fully armored with bulletproof glass. While angelic weapons might get through, it did the job well enough of keeping her safe.

On the topic of angelic weapons though, the 7ft tall imp would pop the trunk of the vehicle once out, pulling out a large black sheath and putting it on her left hip so she can draw the weapon with her right hand.

The weapon was an angelic blade she got from Carmilla in the past. She figured carrying a reminder of past business couldn't hurt, and it wasn't like it made her a particularly dangerous threat, Carmilla had many more weapons at her disposal.

Lucille had forgone her coat today, going with just her usual lightning bolt t-shirt and jeans. Probably more casual then she should have for such a meeting, but if things did get violent for whatever reason, she'd rather have full movement, and a fancy suit or coat would get in the way.

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(If there's anyone following me that plays Carmilla I am on my knees BEGGING to rp with you. There's so much we could do between her and Lucille.)

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(If there's anyone following me that plays Carmilla I am on my knees BEGGING to rp with you. There's so much we could do between her and Lucille.)

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. 〖 would you like a finger? 〗

not feeling a fancy promo rn, so! please like &/or reblog if you'd be interested in interaction with Rosie, a charming Overlord from Cannibal Town!

please be advised that this is sideblog to @/gamblost; all the follows & likes will come from there

. HEAVY TRIGGERS WARNING.

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"Is it wrong I kinda want to taste angel meat? I mean if the exterminations are over this is my last chance after all."