Character Meet and Greet~~ At Night

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I. Main Street Usa!

It's twilight, edging to evening, and yet the streets are still alive with citizens and Apprentices (that means you!) alike. Take the time to admire the lights, pop in and out of the cafes or just relax in the garden.

Weapon shops and magic shops are open late into the evening this time of year, so feel free to enjoy yourself before you equip yourself for the life head.


II. Apprentice Training 101- Evening Class

Same commons behind the fire house, same weapons and wands available for practicing your skills-- though this time under the cozy street lights and the bright blues and tired purples of a fading summer twilight. Strike at the training dummy or try to catch fireflies with whispers, its all up to you.


III. Things that Go Bump

Are bumping. And they mean business. A few level 1 corroded monsters are scurrying around Main Street causing havoc and it's up to you to stop them. The question is, is it early in the evening or do you dare to face the creatures at the night's darkest hour?


IV. It's time to Sparkle!

Everyone has a spark of imagination. That is, in fact, why you're here! It's time to shine with your own scenario! Just try to keep from causing too much trouble.

Comments

[blessedarethebookmakers]

"I am sorry, my dear. But you know, it's not unattainable."

He smiles warmly and takes her hand, laying his other hand over hers too in a gesture, he hopes, of warmth and security. He does care, after all, even if it's rather difficult at times.

"My name is Aziraphale. But you may call me Mr. Fell, if you like. It is delightful to meet you, Miss Shellstrop." And he means it.

After a suitable moment he lets go and gestures.

"Shall we?"

[az_shrimp_horny]

...

Where the fuck did this guy even come from?

She fights down the urge to gag. Instead, she just tilts her head, "I dunno. Seeing as I was already sent to The Bad Place?" She shrugs,"I guess you can say I'm trying to upgrade."

Sorry, dude, she's already forgotten your name. It's way too long and stupid. "Eleanor's fine. Lead the way, Fella." She smiles brightly.

[takeitsleazy]

Getting that particular bit of news was enough of a shock that the punch didn't really register right away. Well, that and the fact that Eleanor didn't exactly punch well.

"I told you what I was thinking," he said, only vaguely sullen as he rubbed his shoulder. "And for me, that was a long time ago. It's been over a year. As for the goons, don't worry. Janet got me out of it."

Since she was standing, he reached for her sleeve, helping her cuff it properly instead of just shoving it up to her elbows.

"So instead of shoving you through to the Judge's office, I shoved you through the mirror. ... That means we both got here when we thought we were headed to The Good Place. It figures."

[blessedarethebookmakers]

"Well that is between you and the Almighty, I suppose." It's none of his business why she is here and not in Bad Place or Good Place or wherever. Who is he even to question? He is not going to call her Eleanor since she seems to be either not capable of or willing to even go by a simple variation of his name, so he will leave it how it is. Humans are like that.

"At least, if I'm understanding things correctly, you will find yourself to be rather less dead than you were when you started." Which, good news or not, he's not entirely sure.

[az_shrimp_horny]

"A year?!"

Eleanor's eyes were practically bugging out of her head at the idea. It was enough to dislodge her rage at him for sacrificing himself to save them. What the shitballs?! She didn't even notice that he was fixing the sleeves of his jacket. In shock, she sank back into her seat, her arms resting on the table. "A year... What the fuck happened?"

[az_shrimp_horny]

"I don't know about God or whatever, but I was supposed to be heading to talk to some almighty judge who'd be able to decide if any of us had changed enough to get the upgrade to the Good Place. I just ended up here, instead."

She frowns as a thought occurs to her, "Shit, I wonder if everyone else made it through that portal thingy okay. If I didn't make it, I hope they did, at least." She's muttering practically to herself but it's a glimpse into the newfound goodness she had within her.

Ugh. More important things to worry about. She shakes her head, looking up at the weird blonde guy. "Wait, you mean I'm alive now? How the hell does that work?"

hey, other folks: canon spoilers for S2 & S3 up in here.

[takeitsleazy]

He frowned. Part of him really didn't want to tell her, to hurt her. But then again, she deserved the truth, to know if everything they'd risked had been worth it.

"The Judge wanted proof that you'd changed, but didn't think the metrics from the Neighborhood were good enough. I was desperate, I had to come up with something. I wasn't just going to let her fail you all after all of that ... so I pleaded with her to give you a second chance."

The waiter approached with Eleanor's drink and shrimp, and Michael paused to let him set them down and refill his water glass.

"Thanks." Once they were alone again, he sighed. "She gave you one, alright: by bringing you back to life at the moment you were supposed to have died. All four of you. To see what you'd do if a near-death experience gave you a wake-up call."

[blessedarethebookmakers]

That is quite an interesting bureaucracy. He wonders if that's how it really works. It's both a sort of relief to know that humans do get another chance, but also wondering what is the point then of themselves? Are angels or demons really necessary? Or are they just there to provide a little variety in the human's lives? It seems to him that they provide enough variety to themselves and whatever use angels or demons have had in the past has long since lost its usefulness. It was a strange feeling, both freeing and disconcerting and depressing all at once.

Oh and the human is talking.

"Hm? What? Oh, I'm sure I don't know. It's not my area. Perhaps it's just a mystery. But isn't it a wonderful one?" After all, alive was certainly better than the alternative.

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[bigbadrose]

"Nah," Rose opined, wearing exactly the touristy kitsch of which Eleanor spoke of, and which Tahani would be throwing a fit over: themed print leggings as pants, and an overly big beach T-shirt likewise themed to fit the region. "Least not until Lydia gets her goth clothing line off the ground, and even then, really hope you're into black and bats and ghosts, and all that." Rose couldn't help the smug little smirk. "Mal will hate it, I'm sure." So much gloating.

Rose offered a handshake, "I'm Rose, by the way, Rose Tyler. If you're new, you can raid my closet, see if there's anything you like. I'm half-raiding my roommates' wardrobes too, but they're stupidly tall men, so I tend to look like a child playing in Daddy's uniform," an eyeroll. Rose was a little taller than Eleanor, but not enough to make up for nearly the full foot the Doctor and Michael had on her -- and did have on Eleanor.

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[ace_of_hearts]

A shirtless tattooed pirate hands her a bottle of rum, and leads her back outside. "Trust me, anyplace that requires a shirt, never has any booze worth the bother."

[az_shrimp_horny]

Rum. Relatively attractive dude. Strike that, relatively attractive ripped shirtless dude. Yeah. She's taking that bottle and following him.

"You know I've always been warned about taking candy from strangers, but they never said anything about booze." She grins and cracks open that bottle, taking a swig. "So, tall dark and shirtless, what's the deal with this place, huh? I got the welcome speech but I honestly didn't pay attention."

[az_shrimp_horny]

Eh, she'd worn worse. At least it wasn't as bad as someone doing the walk of shame in leather pants and a shirt that said 'get a load of these puppies' with pictures of dogs on the boobs. Not speaking from experience, of course.

"Wow that's... A lot of information." She forced a smile, remembering her ethics lessons. Taking the offered hand, she gave it a shake. "Eleanor Shellstrop. Have you been here long?" long enough to become a fashion disaster, at least.

[ace_of_hearts]

Ace laughs at that. "You neither? It's weird. Apparently I'm not dead, but my curse is now magic, and magic's a thing, even though it's all bullshit in my world. But yeah, corruption bad, you inspire magic and help stop the corruption which would otherwise make everything ever not exist. Oh, and something about jobs, but--" a grin. "Guess how many places hire shirtless ex-pirates here."

Ace shrugged his shoulders. "So how long have you been here? Long enough to get your class-type or roommate situation down?"

[az_shrimp_horny]

So she has a bad memory for names. Sue her.

She looks curiously at him. He's far too cheerful, it makes her suspicious. Shit. No. That's not right. Ethics, Eleanor. Remember the lessons. Some people are just that nice and aren't out to screw you over. It's still disgusting but she can deal with that.

"Wonderful... Right... Yeah I'm still trying to get a handle on this place. It's, uh, pretty different." which is a nice way to say it's fucking batshit crazy pants.

[az_shrimp_horny]

She stared at him in shock as he spoke. There was only one proper response to this news... To chug her drink and wave to the waiter. "Yeah just keep these coming."

When the waiter left she leaned back in her seat, arms crossed. "So you're telling me that instead of going to the Good Place or back to the Bad Place we just got stuck back in our shitty lives? What the fuck kind of logic is that? Wouldn't we be different just 'cause we died and came back?"

[bigbadrose]

Of course.

"Yes," anywhere more than a week was really long to Rose. One year was the longest since she'd run away from home at sixteen, and that was not by choice as much as sheer desperation and in spite of trying to flee anyway. "Settle in, because it's..." Rose waved a hand. "Hades is an immortal god of the dead, Merlin's probably secretly six hundred even if he's not from Harry Potter's universe, and the other four semi-immortals here haven't figured a way out either other than fight the corruption and defeat it once and for all, and unless I miss my mark, that's not going to be done from here."

[az_shrimp_horny]

She snorts, "You too, huh? Glad I'm not the only dead hottie walking around this place." She takes another swig from the bottle before offering it back to him.

Shrugging she shakes her head. "That whole magic thing is bonkers. I'm still not sure how the fuck any of it's supposed to work. And don't get me started about having to get a job. How lame is that?!" at the mention of classes she makes a face, "Yeah I got the class thing... I don't know where I'm living yet, though."

[az_shrimp_horny]

Eleanor shook her head, making a face. "Gotta be honest, all I got from that is there are some weird-ass people here and we're supposed to fight something. Which, if you ask me, is a bad enough movie plot let alone something to ask a whole bunch of randos to do. Come on, I'm not a fighter! I'm barely a functioning person!"

But something Rose said made her curious. She'd heard about Hades and Merlin. But... "okay I might regret asking this but who are these 'semi-imortals?"

[bigbadrose]

Rose nodded quietly. She did believe the barely functioning person thing. No shame though, lots of people, most of them are like that.

"One demon, not offended by the term, one Architect, demon is racist to him, one angel, literal not a metaphor, because he's kind of an asshole, and one -- no sorry, scratch that two TimeLords?" Rose tilted her head sideways. "Does it count as two if it's the same person from two different points of time?" Rose rubbed her temples, "Semi-immortality is such a bitch."

[ace_of_hearts]

Ace offers her a high five at that, and holds up his own bottle of rum. Yeah, dude's a heavy drinker, he comes from an insane world, okay. "Keep it."

And nod nod! "Well, my roommate bailed. Called me the AntiChrist a dozen times and talked about killing his world's version of me, so I made it clear that wasn't happening. Scared him off a bit. You can stay with me, if you don't mind me being a man."

[takeitsleazy]

"Weeeellllll..." He glanced around, guilt painted plain on his face. "See, here's the thing. Janet and I knew you could all turn your scores around if you had each other, because that's how the neighborhood always worked. So ... We may have cheated. And made sure you all got together again."

[az_shrimp_horny]

She returns that high five with a grin. They should compare crazy world stories sometime. "Hey thanks!" She's never going to turn down free booze! She takes another swig, enjoying the delightful burn of good alcohol.

"The Antichrist, huh? That's rough. I'm pretty much a semi-reformed trash bag fresh from Hell. I was trying to get into the Good Place but I don't think any of that fucking matters here." She thinks about it for a second before taking another swig. "Hey why the fuck not. Though we should set some ground rules." Turning, she gestures towards him. "I snore, so you'll have to deal. Also I like to drip dry after a shower so keep those eyeballs to yourself. Other than that? We good." She pauses. "Oh! I'm Eleanor, by the way."

[az_shrimp_horny]

Eleanor froze, staring straight ahead. An architect. Demon is racist. She missed everything else she said.

"The architect. Would his name happen to be Michael?"

It couldn't be. What were the odds? There was no fucking way, right? Right!?

[ace_of_hearts]

They should definitely compare and it'll be completely insane.

"Good place?"

He grins and offers her both a handshake and a bow, because he has manners despite being the spawn of the devil. "No worries, I sleep like the dead, and I'll be as much a gentlemen as you want." And maybe then some, because he doesn't know how much the dead thing carries over with blood and pregnancy and that's not a talk with Hades he's really looking forward to having, ever.

"Ace, Portgas D. Ace. Portgas is my Mom's name."

[az_shrimp_horny]

She smirked, yeah that sounded right. "You cheated." She couldn't resist screwing with him, "that's not very ethical of you."

With that, she snagged one of the shrimp and took a bite. Her eyes roll back. Damn that was a good shrimp.