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magisteriaexe2024-09-29 01:50 pm
thindarkduke) wrote in magisteriaexe2024-09-29 01:50 pm
git gud
Where: An arcade
Who: Crowley, Gilgamesh, and Rhea'li, and anyone else who wants to get their game on
When: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
What: Crowley is Here to Help with their gamer dreams
Warnings: None
Kira wants him to get Rhea'li and Gilgamesh to win a video game? He can do some miracles on the subject. But first he needs to look the part.
Crowley has observed the video game culture of Magisteria, and he has drawn some conclusions. All the elite gamers are girls, so that's a requirement. And he's seen how they dress.
So when Crowley goes looking for her targets, she does it with a chin-length bob of curly red hair, dressed to kill: two artfully shredded tank tops in cyan and magenta, over a black lace bra, and a black snakeskin miniskirt and clompy black snakeskin platform boots over artfully shredded magenta and cyan fishnet tights.
Rhea'li
When she manages to find the arcade Rhea'li is in at the moment, she drapes herself over his shoulders from behind. "I hear you've been challenged to win some games," she says, without further introduction. She assumes Rhea'li will recognise her--he knows she can shapeshift after all--but it would also be funny if he didn't, so either is fine. "And that it would take a miracle, which is something I can help with."
Gilgamesh
The bugger calling himself Gilgamesh is easy to track down. He is, as always, loud and self-aggrandizing, boasting of his prowess at something or other while getting absolutely creamed by a girl who looks about fourteen who has cat-ear headphones nestled behind her horns.
Crowley leans against a nearby machine and manifests some cyan-and-magenta pom-poms. Kira wants her to make Gil win, but nothing said she couldn't make fun of him first. And he's so very easy to encourage.
She waves the pom-poms vaguely. "Gil, Gil, he's our man, if he can't do it, no one can!"
Who: Crowley, Gilgamesh, and Rhea'li, and anyone else who wants to get their game on
When: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
What: Crowley is Here to Help with their gamer dreams
Warnings: None
Kira wants him to get Rhea'li and Gilgamesh to win a video game? He can do some miracles on the subject. But first he needs to look the part.
Crowley has observed the video game culture of Magisteria, and he has drawn some conclusions. All the elite gamers are girls, so that's a requirement. And he's seen how they dress.
So when Crowley goes looking for her targets, she does it with a chin-length bob of curly red hair, dressed to kill: two artfully shredded tank tops in cyan and magenta, over a black lace bra, and a black snakeskin miniskirt and clompy black snakeskin platform boots over artfully shredded magenta and cyan fishnet tights.
Rhea'li
When she manages to find the arcade Rhea'li is in at the moment, she drapes herself over his shoulders from behind. "I hear you've been challenged to win some games," she says, without further introduction. She assumes Rhea'li will recognise her--he knows she can shapeshift after all--but it would also be funny if he didn't, so either is fine. "And that it would take a miracle, which is something I can help with."
Gilgamesh
The bugger calling himself Gilgamesh is easy to track down. He is, as always, loud and self-aggrandizing, boasting of his prowess at something or other while getting absolutely creamed by a girl who looks about fourteen who has cat-ear headphones nestled behind her horns.
Crowley leans against a nearby machine and manifests some cyan-and-magenta pom-poms. Kira wants her to make Gil win, but nothing said she couldn't make fun of him first. And he's so very easy to encourage.
She waves the pom-poms vaguely. "Gil, Gil, he's our man, if he can't do it, no one can!"
no subject
Crowley watches the match with bated breath and an increasing frown. "Hm. Not quite enough. What if I..." This time, the character becomes very small--barely knee high on the competition--and she makes sure to shrink the hitbox as well. The weapon stays jumbo-sized. "Try again."
no subject
Focus.
"Ready for another round of getting your butt kicked?"
Rhea'li takes hold of the controls. "I will be the one who snatches victory this time."
This time, he's more prepared for the dissonance of his small character moving what appears to be a much longer distance (but in reality is the same as before). Even with the advantages that Crowley has bestowed upon him, his opponent is truly very skilled. Still, he knows better than to let his guard down even when he has the advantage, and by keeping a cool head he slowly but surely claws his way to victory!
(Though it did look dire at numerous points...)