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

[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?"

[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.

[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.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

He has a short patience for mortals generally speaking. So in that they are equally well matched in being ill matched.

"Oh, it's not too different. You should be used to this sort of thing. It's very er...Americana. Not a tea shop for miles." He laughs self-consciously at his own joke. "But you may feel somewhat differently than you had before as, in coming here I believe, you are imbued with certain abilities." Even if he's still a bit on shaky ground with those himself.

[az_shrimp_horny]

"Yeah it's pretty close. And hey at least it's better than a million frozen yogurt shops..." She muttered, shaking her head.

Oh yes. Powers. She cringed at that. "Yeeeeaaaahhhh I'm still not sure about all that. They told me I'm a fairy? That makes the least sense of anything else in this place." No, really. What the fuck?!

[blessedarethebookmakers]

"Yes. I never was fond of that particular eating style. I am not about the fro yo." He had learned that word in order to impress Crowley. Though he wasn't sure if he had the enunciation right.

"I don't really think it's a species reclassification. More of a... I don't know... abilities classification. Something about temperament and kinds of magic and that sort of thing. I am sorted into the prince class and, well, am hardly that. I wouldn't presume to be one."

[az_shrimp_horny]

She has to hold her tongue to stop herself from making fun of him for the way he said 'fro yo.' It was a close one, though. Damn ethics!

Her grimace further contorts and she rolls her eyes, "Yeah well I'm no fairy, either. I mean c'mon, fairies are all supposed to be nice and grant wishes and all that shit, right? Or something like that... That's so not me."