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[front-facing-pokemon]

[staticgcne]

@radiiosugars whispered a line !! more angst prompts ( accepting! ) 'lying is your first language, isn't it?' - Lucifer

     LAUGHTER  WAS  SUCH  a joy to indulge in.  It came so easily these days,  he found himself more  &&  more entertained by the hour,  it seemed.  The words spoken from the King felt oddly confrontational,  almost accusatory.  He wondered what had caused such a question.  Naturally,  he practiced little white lies every day,  there was even an art to lying by omission,  which he certainly had plenty of experience with.

        ❛  Oh,  what makes you think that?  Please,  your Majesty,  I assure you my native tongue is merely English like many others!  Of course,  I am also fluent in French,  if that is of any help to you.  ❜

     He wore a wide smirk,  hands clasped around the top of his microphone,  lifting one to peer at his claws like he had little better to do.  

[condemnedsouls]

@lcftcult requested a meeting! ; starter call ( always accepting! )

AH, the smell of a battle that he took care of on his own front lawn ( of a sort ) was nothing short of delightful. copper hints of blood, the scent of gunpowder && fire in the air. the sight of bodies were less welcome, but only because they were a nuisance. he would clear them up soon. they could easily be carted away after a little call over to the folks of cannibal town, after all.

he spent a little time meandering through the destruction, rummaging through pockets && personal affects. he was slightly distracted by the actions that he very nearly missed the very much still - alive sinner there, amongst the bodies && debris. there was a moment where he considered taking her things anyway, but let out a small sigh. the fur - covered sinner looked haggard && injured.

an opportunity.

so down he knelt before them, peered over their form to get an idea of what they could have needed, && stretched out a hand.

❝ sorry about the mess, you poor thing! got caught in the cross - fire, hm? ❞

[voxxisms]

@xluciifer whispered a line ;; wanna interact ( always accepting! ) Starter!! Plot!!

AN INVITATION to a rather rare get - together of the sins themselves was far too difficult to turn down. if there was one thing that vox was good at, it was networking, presenting himself exactly so in order to gain an audience, to endear himself to those around him. plenty of research, plenty of planning, attention to every single little detail to ensure that he could be the best && most attractive version of himself that he had ever had the opportunity to present to anyone. the sins rarely came into pride, after all, certainly not more or less together, either. he needed to be pristine, perfect, the exact image of impeccable.

he was already exhausted, && he hadn't even been there for more than half an hour.

it was an overarching invitation to any overlord, && vox was far from the only person happy to jump at such a chance to work his magic. various powerful people in their primes, or at least here to enjoy themselves, were taking up the time of each other && the sins. vox had made a decently quick first round of introductions, bowing to each one deeply, appealing to what he knew of them. there was plenty to learn online about their preferences, the things they liked, he had a little gift tucked away for each of them, nothing too special, but far from stereotypical. they'd been covered by the press for as long as they existed, after all, && he could at least prove that he knew how to keep up with the latest information.

the building turned meeting hall had a long table of various foods out for any to grab during their stay, && considering that vox had at least another hour && a half to go before he could comfortably excuse himself to go home, he chose to stop by it, to examine the treats offered on display. meats, vegetables, various desserts ... he gravitated to the sweeter end of the spread, trying to pick between what appeared to be a sweet, thick custard && a lighter looking mousse in a cup. one of them had to be sweeter than the other, but it was hard to tell.

he was a little focused — he wanted to actually taste it, && oftentimes only the most extreme flavors came across — enough that he didn't appear to notice when another person approached nearby.

❝ could always pick both, i guess ... ? ❞

a soft set of words spoke aloud, finally making a determination not to pick at all.

[hcllishdreamer]

@angelichooves  whispered a line  !! unprompted  ( always accepting! ) "Okay, well. Maybe I could help with this one? You said you were making a new thing for these Sinners, right? Lay it on me, Char-Char." - Lucifer

     HAVING  HER  DAD  HERE  NOW  was new  &&  challenging in its' own right.  Mostly for the sake of its' new - ness.  She loved having him here,�� she was so incredibly grateful to have his support.  It was a little more awkward,  though,  it felt like.  She wanted to curry his favor,  his approval,  always,  &&  so far  ...  well.  It hadn't been easy,  &&  she had some worries.

         ❛  Well,  I've been thinking about trying to landscape a bit,  set up a little garden space.  Studies show that spending time outside is an overall mood booster,  &&  it could be a project that everyone gets to take part in  &&  leave their own little mark,  you know?  I'm just not super sure where?  I considered doing,  like,  a rooftop addition?  Or a greenhouse off to the side,  on top of just little window boxes  &&  little things.  ❜

     It was simple,  sweet,  &&  something she hoped would promote some more easy comraderie between the others.  She wasn't the expert on shaping the land,  though,  or building new additions.  She was trying to procure the proper tools already,  but she looked to Lucifer for his opinion quickly,  waiting with bated breath.

[wrathstricken]

@poisonedspider whispered a line !! first impressions matter ( accepting! ) emergency, in the middle of an awkward blind date, sender pretends to be receiver's friend and helps them get out of the date by faking an emergency.

     THIS  WAS  WHY  STRIKER  DIDN'T  DATE.  The woman before him on the other side of the table had been talking for over forty - five minutes about someone else entirely,  &&  Striker wanted nothing more than to stand up  &&  head for the door.  He was raised more of a gentleman than that,  though,  so he was stuck in a rock  &&  hard place of having to sit there,  downing a drink as he tapped his foot impatiently,  casting his gaze around the establishment over  &&  over again,  hoping to find an opportunity or anything to pay attention to.  Without an excuse,  he could go nowhere,  &&  he could only be grateful that the imp he was with didn't seem to notice as she ranted about someone he couldn't even remember the name of.  Her brother?  An ex?  He wasn't even sure.

He didn't think much of it when he made eye contact with a flashy sinner,  but then they were stepping in,  &&  Striker was far from one to seize the chance.

        ❛  Oh, we'll have to take our leave,  Jesse,  you understand,  I'm sure?  ❜    he said to her,  leaning into whatever story the other gave,  uncaring what it was.  He was too tall for him to put hands on his shoulders,  so instead they settled on the other's back to push him away from the table,  standing himself.  Slightly dumbfounded,  his date didn't argue as he set an estimated fifty dollars on the table to cover some part of the meal before continuing to push them both away from the table.

        ❛  You're a blessin'  in disguise,  buddy.  Dunno why you did it,  but consider me grateful anyway.  That was  ...  misery.  ❜

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Maybe it’s the delusions again but maybe… just maybe….. everyone is out to get me

[wandcrsoul]

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[hcllishqueen]

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[front-facing-pokemon]

[staticgcne]

@hazbinned whispered a line !! 100 nonverbal prompts ( accepting! ) 87﹕ sender  shows  receiver  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . - FROM CHARLIE?

     OWLISHLY  BLINKING  EYES  AS  HE  LOOKED  DOWN  AT  THE  OFFERED  PROOF.  A news article,  or perhaps a running news show.  Claiming that he may or may not have  —  he had  —  ending a little disagreement in the entertainment district by physically tearing apart a group of four sinners for interrupting his wonderful evening out to stage theatre.  He may or may not have  —  he had  —  lied immediately upon his arrival back at home about his whereabouts.

        ❛  Well.  Seems I may have been caught  ...  red - handed!  ❜    Cue the little laugh track eminating from his staff.  Warbled as it may have been. 

     Did she expect an apology?  Probably.  But they had ruined his night!

        ❛  In my defense,  dear,  they were chattering nonsense in the middle of the show!  It was rather disrespectful,  so I solved their little argument  &&  made the experience freer for all!  ❜

[condemnedsouls]

@radiiosugars requested a meeting! ; starter call ( always accepting! )

VOX had seen a device that did not bear his sigil. or brand, rather. it was not impossible, of course, but to see it in his own employee's hands? well, it did beg several questions, && it was not more than a few minutes after knowing that the device existed that it was confiscated entirely. it only took a strong look && single question to know that it was someone else's brand, && who's.

giggles.

a name he was not entirely unfamiliar with, but was so low on the list of important people to keep track of that vox needed to look into this. there was a memo sent out, informing the company that any devices bearing the overlord's signature be turned in for a brief scanning period. there were several by the end of the day, && he had made up his mind.

he needed to find them.

an attempt to get into the devices without certain permissions had been fruitless — impressive, really. painful, too, shredding through his circuitry && booting him right back out on instinct, for the sake of self - protection. fine. so he began a different sort of search, && eventually ended up exactly where he needed to be. luckily, the device itself appeared to be the key, so he showed it at the door && stepped inside.

fucking hell.

if he had never seen what the definition of visual overwhelm was, he certainly did now. it did not bother him, of course, a few settings adjusted to ensure he could see in the partial darkness if the lights had a long beat between flashes. he wandered the crowd, following the flow of it, trying to keep his gaze aware && widely checking for the perpetrator.

a - ha.

❝ well, well. i don't believe we've met. ❞

vox didn't bother with a larger introduction, placing himself as much in the way of the stranger as he could.

[voxxisms]

@helluvaflames  whispered a line  !! intimate pillow talk  ( not currently accepting. ) "don't go. don't get out of bed just yet." from Angel.

         ❛  what do you want,  five more minutes?  ❜

     this whole thing had been  ...  not a mistake,  per se,  but certainly not something he had planned.  things had gotten spicy,  vox would admit that he had maybe one too many to drink  ( a single shot of anything that wasn't whiskey was always a bad idea )  &&  hadn't thought much about it beyond the moment.  this was precisely the type of reason he stayed away,  mostly,  from hooking up with anyone he had to see on a daily basis.  or nearly that.  while his proximity to angel was often limited,  &&  even more rarely alone,  he didn't think he had to spell this part out.

         ❛  angel,  listen.  this whole  ...  thing.  right,  it was good,  you're very good,  you're attractive,  all of that.  but i don't really have time to snuggle up  &&  bask,  you know?  i am a very busy man.  ❜

     he said it,  even as he turned to face him,  very much not getting out orf bed just yet.  he needed to make this clear.

         ❛  i have a full schedule starting in less than an hour,  i can whip up some breakfast if you're inclined,  but that's about all i can do.  ❜

[hcllishdreamer]

@harteatiing  whispered a line  !! misc. discord server starters  ( accepting! ) “Daily reminder that I am the most biased person in the world, thank you.”

     TO  HEAR  ALASTOR  CALL  HIMSELF  biased was very interesting.  She wasn't sure which direction he meant,  either.  Was it meant to be a call of support,  that he was in her corner?  Charlie certainly wanted to believe that,  &&  was more or less inclined to do so regardless of anything else.  He had been by her side this whole time,  &&  it didn't matter so much what his other inclinations may have been.

He had good in him.

         ❛  Good!  Biases come from all angles,  you know.  It's always good to be aware that you have them!  ❜    Ever a positive outlook.  Personal insight was important,  she knew,  &&  she herself had been learning a lot about that specific little life lesson since the moment she'd started the hotel project.     ❛  What exactly are you biased about?  The first step to dismantling those biases  &&  having the ability to shift perspective is to talk about it,  to really dissect it!  ❜

It truly could have been anything,  she figured,  but she was here to help.  A beaming smile aimed at her business partner.  This was what all those books talked about,  anyway.  She could facilitate that!