OMG PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY DOING IT<333333333333333333333333
((ooc: Damnit, why do I keep getting a pairing with Sollux in it!? I might actually write something if it didn’t have to include him…
Am I the only one that thinks Sollux is worst troll?))
*Avenger nuzzles the hoof, sniffing and licking it.*
Arf?
*she lays on her back, smiling and content.*
*Nightmare Moon starts rubbing her tummy.*
I find it best to keep all my transactions on the record if possible. For instance, I arranged for Celestia's government to provide a large quantity of money and immunity to a serial killer, all so that I could steal a space station armed with atom bombs from him and have all their signatures on paper to laugh in their faces when I handed over the controls to you along with the Archangel Network just now.
Official it is, then. That means there will be a brief waiting period. Since you’ve helped Us so much, however, We’ll try and rush the paperwork through.
Do you have a mailing address right now? If not, you’ll have to stop by in about a week to pick up the keys. Until then, feel free to stay at the Moon City Tavern and Inn.
Gifts... yes, gifts are nice... er... but what kind of gifts does the mistress of the night desire?
*She points to the list on the wall:
RECOMMENDED GIFTS
- Dark chocolates
- Fine red wines (especially sweet ones, like port)
- Binding oaths of loyalty
- Blood sacrifices (of Our enemies only, please!)
- Invitations to orgies
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Clutch: Sup, Nightmare Moon. How have things been for ya lately?
Things have certainly been… interesting lately, dear Clutch.
*She sniffs at him a bit.* Hmm… Have you bathed lately? You aren’t smelling as nice as you used to…
((ooc: Ah, you’re back. I’m assuming it’s been long enough for the ‘want it need it’ spell to start wearing off.))
How may I pay tribute to thee, oh mighty mistress of the dark?
Well, usually pilgrims like to grovel a little, then give Us one of the recommended gifts. Quite honestly, We never cared much for the grovelling bit, but the gifts are nice.
Mmmmm~ *Frau smiled, turned her head and licked your cheek, to her, a sign of friendship; she went back to snuggle*
*Nightmare Moon relaxes further into the snuggle, letting her head rest gently against Frau. She sighs.* We feel so… relaxed.
*Avenger sniffs at the treat, then gobbles it up enthusiastically, going to lie over at Nightmare's hooves.*
*Nightmare Moon teleports a pillow in next to her, then lies down on it. She gently runs a hoof over the Avenger’s mane.* Such a good puppy.
What do you want this holiday season? And please don't say "the Sun hag's severed head", because that'd be too hard to wrap.
AnonymousWhat We always want: Dark chocolates, fine red wines (especially sweet ones, like port), binding oaths of loyalty, blood sacrifices (of Our enemies only, please!), and invitations to orgies.
