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(Well that was an episode. Overall it was very good, though I'm not a fan of how they handled Stolas and Via's reunion/interaction.

And yes I will be doing something big for sinsmas)

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SEND “⚡️” AND A QUESTION AND MY MUSE WILL BE FORCED TO ANSWER HONESTLY

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(I'd participate in the ball but I seem to be blocked by @qveenofgluttony.)

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(If anyone here has an overlord muse they don't mind getting sent to limbo and have seen S2EP11, send me a message or PM so we can plot something out.)

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The Red Legion had been enraptured by the trial along with the rest of Hell. Even Lucille Fides, the self proclaimed overlord of Imp City, was glued to the large screen along with the rest of her gang. She didn't believe a damn thing anyone was saying, but still wanted to see how things turned out.

However, something the sin of wrath said set her off: Imps were made to be obedient. The empowered imp would howl with rage, an aura of lightning cloaking her as she tore the offending monitor out of the wall and slammed it into the ground, errant sparks arcing from both herself and the new pile of scrap metal and electronic parts.

She wouldn't take this insult lying down. She wasn't obedient. She wasn't a slave that followed orders, she was her own mastermind.

And it was time she proved it.

It was time...to kill an overlord.

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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?"