smk_ooc | Character Meet and Greet: Winter Wonderful!

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i.Main Street

Main Street has settled in for January, but there are still Christmas Decorations here and there to liven things up a little bit. Feel free to shop, mingle with the locals or explore the castle grounds.

Though after hours there are still some shadows that venture into the streets. Not everything here is as peaceful as it seems, and it’s best to defeat the corroded trespassers before they cause trouble.

ii. Cookie Overload

Do you like free cookies? Of course! Everyone does. After the Christmas Rush, there are plenty to go around, available only after the sun goes down to any hungry passerby. There are cookies of all styles and flavors. But watch out for the dreader sriracha cookie. It will make you breathe fire in three flavors and gives a bit of heartburn after, but the aftertaste will leave you craving more.

iii. The Eighth Wonder of the World
Now that the jungle has been purified, Apprentices can wander through to explore all the things the jungle has to offer. Take a (still somewhat shambly) riverboat and explore the river, or come to chat and trade with the villagers. (Shrunken heads, two for one special!) But beware. Even though the jungle is purified, it’s not a safe place. In this kingdom of animals, someone is always hungry.

iv. Pin It On Them
Some smugglers are hanging around the outskirts of New Orleans, selling dubious looking items from even more dubious looking bags. Do you buy from them? Haggle? Steal? (not recommended) Or quietly try to alert any sort of authority (good luck) The choice is yours.

v. Battle Mesa Gate
While the jungle may be purified, many other Kingdoms are still seething with corrosion. Erstwhile Apprentices will find such corrosion on the banks of the Rivers of America, right where the jungle river joins in. Fight corroded creatures on the shore and in the water and be careful, they are stronger than they look and cleverer than they seem.

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He laughed and scooted out, rising about twelve feet not including his bubble of water.

"If she did, you wouldn't be here. You'd be dead. But happy. That's how she sings to you." He took the plate and picked off the cookies.

"That's what I am. Oh! I'm the keeper of Aby's precious memories. That's important. What are you?"

Like one of those classic old cartoons, Crowley's head slowly inclined to look up as the massive creature rose up out of the tablecloth. It was a wonder it could fit under there! And how did the bubble not pop?

"Must be some singer, something like Cecilia Bartoli."

A famous female opera star whose voice, he had once been told, was to die for. Sounded like the same thing. Maybe the lantern lady was a soprano.

"A demon, keeper of temptations... currently between things. Why were you hiding under the table?"

"It's the lights that are worse." The lights begin to dance under his skin in mezmerizing patterns. "You see it and you think, it's so beautiful. I want to hold it in my hands, taste it with my tongue. And then the teeth tear you apart and she sucks you down, down, down." He grinned and ate another cookie.

"Oh, your a Keeper too! Who is Temptations? Are they nice?" He considered the question. "I was hunting."

It was fortunate Crowley wasn't a bit of sea life easily dazzled by brilliantly flashing lights. He was able to watch the display through his shades with only the wicked thought running through his mind that it was a good thing Aziraphale wasn't here to see some strange guy flashing him.

"Hunting biscuits? They don't run very far."

Or humans? Hmm... maybe sending the old bag in there hadn't been as much fun as he thought. She might have had a near miss there.

"They tend to put the food on the tables. It doesn't walk up to you, scream, and run away."

Maybe the surly clarification would help, who knew. This was sort of like one of those first contact alien situations one sees at the movies and he wasn't really a diplomat trained in alien language.

"And temptations are a thing not a person. It would be like if you were torn between two choices and I encouraged you to pick the wrong one. You must have heard of the concept... "

A glance again at that large water holding bubble.

"In your aquarium."

"Dead food." He'd stumbled on the cookies by accident. They were tasty and filling but not very nutritious. And so very small. It's human food. Or...dee mon food. But not Keeper food.

He has to think hard about the temptations one. Right and Wrong are so strange. He knows dee mon doesn't mean clever or foolish. The Right or Clever thing is eating what he wants so he survives. The Wrong or Foolish thing is asking first, making survival harder. But this Right and Wrong is different.

The lights flicker out as he tried to think, but it's no use.

"No, I don't understand. You cant eat it" He knew that much. "Is it some kind of mating dance?" he scudded a bit closer, circling around the dee mon to get a look at him. "Your fins are very strange."

"Of course it's not alive. You wouldn't eat anything while it was still alive!"

Would he...? This encounter with the unknown took a sudden wrong turn towards the Twilight Zone or maybe it was more Tales from the Crypt. That show was always more gruesome.

Crowley was beginning to feel a touch ill at ease as if this large creature might suddenly throw its tentacles around him... A situation that was not helped in the slightest when the monster paced around him talking about mating dances and looking at his 'fins'.

Over the thousands of years he had lived and worked on Earth there had been those who desired him or her sometimes. It happened to some humans that the unique pull of evil simply drew them in... but this was an unnerving first. Crowley couldn't recall ever being checked out by a fish before!

His wings defensively flared, making him look as big and as bad a demon as you would never want to run into and his otherwise cool timbre shifted into a snarl.

"You aren't my type and if you don't back off I'll..."

I'll what, burn him? The damn thing is in a floating tub of water!

"Boil you in your own bubble!"

"I would." It was more nutritional that way. Sometimes he had eaten dead things out of desperation but they always made him sick. The dee mon made a defensive gesture, wings flaring. Keeper didn't really understand type, but he understood threat well enough.

"I won't eat you." He scooted away to give the creature some distance. "You're just very strange to look at."

"I'm strange to look at? You're clear!"

Which of the two of them made him far more bizzare in the demon's opinion. But Crowley relaxed, his dark wings folding slightly as the big hungry thing moved away.

"Two tables down... Try the sushi."

"It's alright. Don't be afraid." He bobbed a little further back. "All that food is dead. Only the cookies are good." He watched the strange being for a moment. "Is the sea nearby?" He says it with a longing hope, like someone who ached to go home after a long, hard, day.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

He snarled but some of that was just bravado meant to make the creature think twice before trying his luck with him. Much like a rattlesnake will give it's tail a good warning shake before actually striking as it would rather not fight.

"Haven't seen an ocean since I've been here... And we don't go in for that eating things while they are still alive thing especially people like that old lady you scared off earlier."

He frowned, more upset about the ocean than the humans and dee mons not eating live things. Not many mers did either. And one of them, when he asked, called him a bottom-dweller. Which he was. Or used to be. Maybe only bottom dwellers ate live things.

"I think that's because your guts are very tough and don't mind old dead food." He shook his head. "But if you find anyone who doesn't mind getting eaten, could you tell me?"

Your guts are very tough...

Being tough was a good thing. People tended not to mess with you when you were tough which was why he always tried to make a point of making himself look as tough as possible. But that's why you can eat old dead things...

Old dead things?

Crowley almost snorted. Azriaphale would not take to the idea that his prized sushi was an old dead thing. The fresher it was the more expensive!

"I don't think I will ever run into anyone that suicidal but if I do, I will send them your way."

It was save the pavement some trouble he supposed.

"What are you going to do if you can't find anyone willing to be dinner? Can you live off biscuits?"

He is pleased with that. It was a good trade. He didn't know what he could do for the dee mon in exchange, but he would keep a tendril out for it.

"No but there are fish in the river that I can eat a lot of. It just takes so much energy." A big sigh that ripples through the bubble. "I don't think I like it here." A frown.

Character Meet and Greet: Winter Wonderful!

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