Turn 2: The Sultan and his Pharaoh.
Son of a... это пиздец!
Continue vomiting.
[1] - Somehow, you absolutely
fail to vomit and feel sick. You have never felt better in your whole life!
You also notice John screaming at the mysterious man and Nathaniel thinking about something really hard.
John while surprised by current flow of events will still keep being gentleman of fine manners, Russel would greet black man in expensive suit, who seems to be host of event.
( btw, how modern is modern world, year ? )
[6] - You scream a greeting to the man as loudly as possible, expressing with all of your breath how grateful you are of being part of the party. You become winded after the effort and need to rest before talking again to regain your breath.
"Right, thank you and please shut up. I understand you want to express your gratitude and I might know the perfect way for you to repay me the favor... We'll talk about it later."You feel like you have seen or heard about this man before, but you can't remember fully.
That black man is suspicious. Try to figure out how he would have reacted to have eaten eyes.
[4+1] - You quickly realize the man's mind doesn't work like that of a common person. You don't know what does this means, but with the way he reacted to the chefs and the eyes, you deduce that he eats human eyes regularly just like a common person might eat a chocolate. The chefs might have not realized that common humans don't eat eyes...
Mallo would stare at the messenger from a distance in a conflicted state. Half of him wanted to ask about what they knew, and the other half didn't want to go anywhere near them. Not just because they are an outer god mind you, but because he already was adverse to social interaction, and from the way they were acting this situation would rapidly go from bad to worse.
"Well, no pain, no gain I suppose..."
Against his better judgement, he would approach the crawling chaos, and greet them.
"Ah, I know you from somewhere. You're quite the.. Exotic host if I do say. I would ask for an autograph, but knowing who you are, that is probably not a good idea. Is there anything that I might be able to do for you?"
[5] -
"Ah, I see. You seem to understand what's going on here, unlike your simple-minded companions. You remember me, right?"For a split second, you see the man deform into a figure you easily recognize. A cyclopean figure with a single, three-lobed eye, that is eternally burning and a pair of black bat wings seemingly made of pure darkness in it's back. He's exactly as you remember.
You stand there, staring at his eye with determination for what seems like centuries. You're not afaird of it.
The abomination laughs.
"YOU ARE A BOLD ONE. I LIKE THAT! WE WILL BE HAVING A LOT OF FUN! HYAHYAHYAHYA!"
The dark beast then throws a small artifact that you quickly grab. It looks like some sort of shining, crystaline geometrical shape, although you don't recall which. Without thinking, you pocket it.
"I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU DESIRE: KNOWLEDGE! I CAN GIVE YOU THAT, AT A PRICE... A HEFTY PRICE! I WANT TO SEE, I WANT TO SEE... HOW MUCH YOUR MIND CAN HOLD BEFORE BREAKING. WHEN YOU ARE READY, USE IT TO CONTACT ME. I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU...!"
Everyone else just sees the man in the black suit twitch for a second before just giving a look of understanding to a confused Mallo.
"I know he sometimes gets excited about things like that, I'm sorry. Entities like me don't have a lot of control over it, as their are manifestations of the belief of mortals."
"Talking about annoyances and mortals..."
Antioch tries to remember and process his vague recollections of having seen something strange while also deciding to strike up a conversation with one of the newcomers.
Hey, sweet piercings. Want to help me try to wake up the King?
[5] - You manage to recall everything, but now you have time to think carefully about it. You are about to say something, but then you gaze at the sultan sitting on the throne.
You know what would happen if he woke up. And you get the feeling that if you ever moved there with the intention of trying to wake him up, the "men" would crush you to death with their "musical instruments". You don't feel like dying right now just to end the universe...
You suddenly snap and realize that the man in the black suit had been staring at you really hard. Did he influence your thoughts?
"Everyone is probably wondering about things like "where we are?" or "why we are here?",but I don't believe this is the right place to talk. I know of a less noisy place we can discuss at. Follow me, mortals. I mean, humans. I mean... Eh, whatever. Just come with me so I accomplish my job."The man in the black suit exits though one of the doors of the room. You all have some time to discuss or talk before he returns.
(I decided to skip juicebox for now. Also, a reminder to
bold your actions, please.)
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