Group Intro

[oi_theoi]

Who: Arrivals
When: Day 16, Morning!
Where: Shrine room
What: Intros!

[At least it isn't some ungodly hour this time.]

[Top Level Comments | Tempest | Sin | Maya Fey | Saguaro | November 11]

Comments

[pyropathic_ambicide]

It's what I do. You're a witch?

[except you weren't there a second ago..]

[oi_theoi]

A goddess.

Of fire, as it would happen.

[pyropathic_ambicide]

Really.

[WELP THROWING ANOTHER FIREBALL AT YOU THEN. this one is several grades higher than the last. In fact, if it hit a living something, they would be ash in about ten seconds]

[oi_theoi]

[She catches it calmly and turns it over in her hand, giving it a thorough examination. After a moment it turns black and she tosses it into her shrine, the flame burning larger and brighter for a moment.]

That's the spirit.

[pyropathic_ambicide]

[I CAN DO A FLAMETHROWER TOO!]

[oi_theoi]

[She holds out her hand and neutralizes it with a flame of her own--much smaller and more refined, but enough to cause Saguaro's flame to crumple in on itself, as if suffocated.]

[She laughs.]

[pyropathic_ambicide]

[I AM SO MAD

BUT ALSO KIND OF ...DIZZY AND TIRED FROM POWER USE

so leans on your shrine but is holding a knife with a whitehot blade like she is thinking of going for that next]

Gods aren't real!

[oi_theoi]

Oh~? You're so sure of that?

[The flame in the shrine burns higher, a rainbow of color swirling in it--not scientifically or logically possible, surely--though it doesn't burn her skin where she's in contact with it.]

[pyropathic_ambicide]

[UNIMPRESSED!! (really...)]

I can do that too.

[with. time. to figure out how...]

[oi_theoi]

Oh, perhaps. [And you get the distinct feeling that she's being charitable.]

Though certainly not without better discipline.

[pyropathic_ambicide]

Fuck you.

[deep breath]

Fine. You're a god. Whatever. Why bring me here?

[oi_theoi]

To lend your powers toward the rehabilitation of this world.

[pyropathic_ambicide]

You're a god damn god. And like you just pointed out, your fire magic beats mine. Also, 'rehabilitate' is about the opposite of what I do.

[oi_theoi]

Ah~ A moment ago you denied my existence, and now you assume so much of my abilities. ♥

[pyropathic_ambicide]

[glareglareglare]

I'm not going to fucking help you!

[oi_theoi]

You might find that helping us is the same as helping yourself~

[pyropathic_ambicide]

I want to be dead. I helped myself just fine before you butted in.

[oi_theoi]

Your grievances are not ones I am in a position to address, I'm afraid.

Now if you have any concerns relating to fire or artwork...

[pyropathic_ambicide]

I think I've got fire handled, and art isn't really my bag. If I kill myself are you assholes going to put me back together again?

[oi_theoi]

Now why would you do something as crass as that~?

[pyropathic_ambicide]

It's what I did before you dragged me in here and screwed it up.

[oi_theoi]

Hmmm. You could certainly try, but Dellen would almost surely see to it that you're patched up.

It would be so rude of you to waste her energy so flagrantly~

[pyropathic_ambicide]

Fuck. You can't be this hard up for people.

[oi_theoi]

[An odd edge sneaks into her voice, but she's as flippant as ever]

I daresay there are many surprises in store for you, child.

[pyropathic_ambicide]

Enlighten me.