#whatever little baubles it is MC has collected

[thelonelyshore-if]

A while ago I decided that it would be fun to add a 'keepsakes' portion to the stats page, aka a little inventory of the objects that MC can pick up throughout their run, and tonight I actually went about coding it in! I'm pretty excited about it c:

[gloryofluv]

The Art of Wooing: Greed

So, you’re trying to bag yourself a wild MC! Well, you’re going to need to learn the art of wooing there, immortals. Courting behaviors are quite particular for each different type of demon/angel/human, so, there’s definitely room to try everything! Let’s see how they do it.

Pride

Okay, okay, okay. This demon rarely knows what the hell he wants… however, he did know for sure he wants you! Deep down. You were the thought he had late at night when terrible dreams wreck him. He misses your touch and your voice. However, he’s not really great at feeling these things.

He woke up one night and began writing. It was with such passionate urgency that he needed to get it out of his head. The words on the paper were all about you and how he could figure out how to tell you. How he could actually get to it. It ranged from getting you to confess your undying love to figuring out how to rent out a private beach and ask for your entire heart.

It was something he fell asleep doing with a pen still in hand. Grant it. It’s still ridiculously early for him to ever think about saying a word to you. This damn human that you are, collecting pacts from his other brothers. He kinda felt this way from the very beginning, but damn, feelings are kinda hard! These feelings, whatever they were.

What’s even worse is he wants to tell you. The more you smile at him. The more you wear his jacket when you’re cold. Instead, he snaps at you for looking at him weirdly and grumbles about putting your gross (it’s actually the best his nose ever smelt) scent on his things. He can’t help it! This word diarrhea just spills out.

“It’s just that, ya make it different, human. Ya make me feel different. Why can’t I just say it to your face!”

So, when he’s alone in his room, he’s agonizing over what he said. How stupid?! No one could ever have affection for a demon who’s that much of an asshole to them. Gah! He hates it! Still, he perseveres and tries something new. Things! Humans like shiny things, right? Well, that’s what credit cards are for, but, well, he can’t look desperate, or else his brothers will catch on. (News flash: They clearly know.)

Now, he buys you custom shoes, a nice jacket that he says came packaged smelling like him. It didn’t; he had rubbed his wings and spritzed it with his cologne. Oh, maybe you both should wear similar glasses too! That would be good. You’d see him when you look in the mirror, right?

Soon your room is filled with things from Mammon to Lucifer’s great stress about the creditors howling. Oh, another shiny thing! Must collect for human! He also sends his little feathery friends to bring them to you randomly throughout the day. You say you need a snack… Well, a cute little bird just brought you your favorite packaged Devildom chips.

“Now, you guys, don’t tell em’ I’m doing it, okay? They don’t need to know it’s from me.”

You know. It’s fucking really, really, really obvious. Don’t call him on it, or you’ll make his two baby steps forward, two giant leaps back. So, you have to play along. Baby steps. His brothers are a huge roadblock to success for him. Man, he fucking knows it too, but he can’t help it.

Poor baby… He actually doesn’t know how to do this right. It isn’t until you’re gone that he really starts to feel the lack of you there. All the dicking around and fighting over feelings when the word finally comes to him. He loves you! Fuck does he love you. Watching you die, watching you with his brothers, watching you live… He just needs you in his life, forever!

“Fuck, fuck, what do I do? What do I do? They just can’t be gone! There has to be a way!”

This demon plans. Elaborate, chaotic, world-disturbing plans! First, all the familiars are sent to watch your home, and he sends them with baubles and small reminders of the Devildom. Of him. Then, he gets desperate. He begins begging Lucifer to let him go to the human world. That doesn’t pan out, so he asks Lord Diavolo. He’s unhelpful.

It just so happens Solomon is his odd savior in this mix. You’re back! He’s fucking terrified… What does he say? It’s actually you. You do the heavy lifting after this long. You kiss him and really kiss him. He’s done for. Did he die? Is he dead and didn’t even know it? You kissed him! You missed him? You want him? You love him??? Yeah, he’s dead but totally okay with dying if he means he can kiss you again and again.

“Ya know, we could, if ya want, do this all the time. Just you and me, human, what do you say?”