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maskormenace2016-07-14 02:05 pm
mirrordarkly) wrote in maskormenace2016-07-14 02:05 pm
Entry tags:
- jonathan crane | scarecrow,
- ronan lynch | greywaren,
- † axel walker | the trickster,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † frederick chilton | chief of staff!!,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † isaac gates | felix,
- † james patrick march | the master,
- † julian day | calendar man,
- † kitty jones | n/a,
- † klarion bleak | n/a,
- † lucifer | n/a,
- † max caulfield | n/a,
- † pablo arjona | n/a,
- † sally mckenna | hypodermic sally,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | stop that,
- † the corinthian | n/a,
- † tristan duffy | n/a
video;
[[so after a week of aimless wandering and several failed attempts to return to the Dreaming or remove the tattoo on his wrist, the Corinthian finally decides it's time to say hello. Twin black lenses peer thoughtfully down at the communicator, their owner nestled in the shade of some nondescript building.]
It is a curious thing, to be out of place. They have done their best to make us fit, but ill-fitting it must remain for those who had purpose before. Ties are not as easily cut as some lesser materials, and I find these unwanted attempts to bind... [he hums] ...mm, an irritant. I doubt that I'm the only one.
[a pause. The Corinthian glances briefly down at the tattoo on his wrist, glowing in the shadow. He frowns, then returns his attention.]
...I am also aware that there are none here I know, and I am cut off from contacting them. So instead I would have your names and a word on your world, if you would give them. Or not - as you will. But it seems the only thing to do with a communicator is to attempt to communicate; there is no point to hiding in a false world. I will even begin, to make it more comfortable. [he adds, humored:] That is a rare offer from me.
[the nightmare touches a hand to his chest genially.]
I am known as the Corinthian, nightmare of the Major Arcana in service to the Lord Shaper, Lord Dream of the Endless.
And it is good to meet you.
It is a curious thing, to be out of place. They have done their best to make us fit, but ill-fitting it must remain for those who had purpose before. Ties are not as easily cut as some lesser materials, and I find these unwanted attempts to bind... [he hums] ...mm, an irritant. I doubt that I'm the only one.
[a pause. The Corinthian glances briefly down at the tattoo on his wrist, glowing in the shadow. He frowns, then returns his attention.]
...I am also aware that there are none here I know, and I am cut off from contacting them. So instead I would have your names and a word on your world, if you would give them. Or not - as you will. But it seems the only thing to do with a communicator is to attempt to communicate; there is no point to hiding in a false world. I will even begin, to make it more comfortable. [he adds, humored:] That is a rare offer from me.
[the nightmare touches a hand to his chest genially.]
I am known as the Corinthian, nightmare of the Major Arcana in service to the Lord Shaper, Lord Dream of the Endless.
And it is good to meet you.
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[Spoiler alert: He's not. Even slightly. Unless you find fratboy humour hilarious.] Nah, the guy is a giant bag of dicks in general but that part bothers me the most. Just can't appreciate a true trickster, I guess. Had to ruin my flow.
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[just on someone else. Gagging the Corinthian would make for a dangerous joke.]
Oh? I have found tricksters to be happiest with an opponent - someone to pay attention.
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[Maybe you should have specified that part. He has the unfortunate tendency of having no survival skills and a terrible sense of humour.]
It's fun, I guess. I can fuck his shit up so I always got something to do but it gets a little old being ripped off all the damn time.
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[does he want to see a swag bag? It sounds dubious. But curiosity calls, and the Corinthian must answer.]
Then you must find a way to one-up your adversary. That is the game, as I understand it. Stake your claim on your identity.
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[No one wants to see a bag of swag but he was so painfully proud of all his dumb prank material that he showed it off to anyone interested.]
That's totes what I'm doing, bro. I'm just gonna like make everyone see who is the true owner of the title. And that's me.
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I look forward to the performance.
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You should, I'm gonna knock your socks off bro.