tickleironysjudgment | Scene One: Act Three [Text]

Well, it seems I've become quite well adjusted to this new world. Already I find myself in the company of some fellow academics and researchers of various backgrounds. While this world still confuses me in some respects, I feel I've found myself a place that will be quite conducive to my new field of study into these magnificent creatures.

[Filtered to Archer and Cobra]
I was able to establish contact with Gorthan, he has welcomed me into the Goldenrod facility and I will be working with him from now on. Thank you, gentlemen. I very much appreciate the assistance and look forward to working with you.

[Filtered to Dante]
I would like to pose some questions to you, if I may. It is understood that hungers of various sorts can make a devil of a good man. Why, then, do you stand by the side of such foolish, capricious creatures as humans? If it is for our so-called virtue then are you not as well possessed of such? What love have you for humans, Dante? You, a demon, who seems to care for these sinful, stubborn things called man.

If even you, a devil, are capable of such a love then you must understand the line between us grows thin indeed. The difference between us grows evermore one of simple physiological nature, rather than the elusive thing you so quickly venture to posit. Perhaps it is folly for me to so quickly assume this situation, but humor me the hypothetical if you will.

[Filtered to Gloria]
How fare your observations, Sister? Can you tell me anything of his current activities and status?

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[ snorts. ]

A civil conversation on my planet is one that doesn't end with the loser's blood tainting the fucking ground or if moirails and auspistices are around.

Whatever, since you offered and apology I will stop wringing out your nubs. Not everyone here has always been a pink meatsack. Apparently being brought here changes your entire fucking being to fit the dominant species of this realm. Anything that doesn't LOOK human enough gets forced to change on an unheard of level before waking up to that woman spewing shit out of her seedflap.

Yes, I know what you mean. I, too, have undergone a radical transformation.

Perhaps someone could research into the how and why, it might be a bit too large to grasp at but 'there is no knowledge without worth of having' as it were...

Transformation? What were you before then?

A devil.

[Can you taste the perverse smug on his tone? It's there, oh yes.]

Like the horns and pitchfork shit?

Precisely the same. Pitchfork notwithstanding, I preferred to use lesser devils as my weapons. Summoning, if you will.

[ he's got no issue with that. ]

That's one way to tire out the enemy.

Indeed. It was quite satisfying to summon a swarm of demons that took the form of swords, grasp them and impale the enemy. Or, summon forth a fire-breathing hound of hell to roast one's foe with prejudice...

The possibilities were endless and ever-so amusing.

No wonder there's a fucking lock on this shit.

If some of those soft hearted and equally so minded humans heard this, they'd be getting the torches. Or scolding you based purely on their limited morals.

[ can you tell he's not a fan of that? ]

Oh, I was just making conversation. But...I do suppose some out there would be adverse to my approaches, yes.

Not just "some." I say one string of "curses" and I get people riding my ass. Can't imagine how much shit I'd get for partaking in some classic blackrom practices.

Fucking stupid.

Anyway, I don't know why we can't at least LOOK like we normally would. Goddamn, there's enough weird shit here that no one would even notice.

Yes, I quite understand your point there. It is most beguiling...

There has to be some explanation for all this nonsense... While I enjoy the chance to expand my research, it is somewhat irritating.

Only somewhat? Having your identity stripped from you is only somewhat irritating?

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