maskormenace | First Promotion(?) ; video

[the screen is overtaken by a black hole, blurred pale around the edges. there's a deafening tap tap tap. is it a monster? some new demonic threat?! MORE VENGEFUL TOILETS RETURNING FROM THEIR SLUMBER????? the black recedes and...it's some doof's finger. one red eye peers at the screen way too closely]

Maaaaan, I don't get these smart phones at all. Where's a guy gotta go t' get a good ol' fashioned flip phone huh? well, whatever. [he clears his throat and projects his voice needlessly, briefly wearing a regal tone like an old cape]

Citizens of America! Thank--[he pulls back the camera, accidentally turning it so he stands diagonal in the feed] Thank you for your hospitality. I'm Sadao Maou, and I'm the new assistant manager at Blessed Bounties, the best produce store you'll see around these Pennsylvania parts! Drop by for a discount on oranges later today.

[he flashes a winning grin. not even an hour in the place and he's already doing PR]

I'm kinda from Japan, so please have patience as I get used to how things run around here. Otherwise, I'm at your service!

Now that that's outta the way . . . Urushihara! I know you're out there, lurkin' somewhere on the net. Come fix my phone for me, it kept sayin' I need an "update" an' now it's wiggin' out.

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What the hell kind of priority is--

You know what? Never mind.

What downside were you thinkin' of?

...Now I just think you'll mock me if I tell you.

Not this time. I swear an' everything.

Fine. My back is killing me because of this crazy place.

Ahh. [he leans back on his hands and frowns at the ceiling] Yeah, it would, huh?

[his tone is as laid back as his posture, as if he were agreeing the weather was a little cloudy that day. does he even care???? oi.

when Maou continues, though, his voice turns serious]

Will it be a problem?

No. [ Simple, nonchalant answer. Nothing to see here. ]

[have a concerned, not-entirely-convinced stare] You're so full o' shit.

What~? I can do whatever here, right?

Within reason. Like, sane reason.

[ His eyes flash a riot of colour and then there's a terrible rending sound as his wings suddenly explode from his back. His expression doesn't change, even as he flexes them and folds them behind himself. ]

Sane enough?

[Maou's spine snaps to attention. He had been meandering on thin ice for only a little while. He hadn't expected to hear the ice crack so soon. It's more than a little nerve-fraying.]

Yeahhh, not . . . what I had in mind. [Maybe he should step lightly] But that's fine.

[It isn't the wings that worry him right now. It's those eyes]

We could move to a different city, once we've got the funds.

Aww, why? What's the difference? Don't you like it here, Maou-sama?

[ The edge of the name made it clear he would have said Devil King, but wasn't ready to be quite that aggressive.

Yet. ]

I do. But as my subordinate, your health is my responsibility. If it's gonna be a problem, we'll move.

[Subordinate. There was no way he could let that sarcastic Maou-sama tone go without reminding him where they stand right back]

Ugh, fine.

[ His tone drips with resentment, and his own stance is quite clear. He's loyal to Maou, but he'd better prove he's worth that. ]

[He intends to.]

Give it some time. Feel the place out, then get back t' me.

Yeah. I'll get right on that, sire.

First Promotion(?) ; video

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