*grins further*... being submissive... thats a change... *nods* You have my word as an immortal *not sure if he is, but knows that she has to trust it if he is*... I will not harm him if you submit to me.
…Very well. *She stops struggling.* We submit to you. We are yours.
*chuckles again* Isn't that fairly obvious?... I thought it would be at least... *smiling, then looks at her curiously* Or.... have you grown soft... do you prefer the weak and kind Arcel to one whose goals more match your own?
If We…submit to you, you will agree not to harm Arcel?
Death: Poor guy, that'd be pretty lonely. I don't have to worry about him taking my job do I?
No, there are many deaths in the multiverse, he is simply the most famous.
We also have encountered a very gentlcoltly death, who offers the newly deceased souls tea and enjoys playing board games with them. Ironically, his favourite game is “LIFE”.
*eyes draw*.... I will find a way to make you say yes... or I will have to drain you of your remaining Nightmare Energy so you will no longer be a threat... returning you to a normal pony form.... *smiles*.... or perhaps I could re-absorb the original Arcel... then I would truely have everything you care about apart of me. *chuckles*
-Dark Descent
Wh…what do you want Us to do?…
((Everyone keeps saying that. What are they talking about?))
Is that the death for humans? Who signs his checks if he can't see immortals?
No, We are referring to the death that maintains a strange little world known as the Discworld. Hᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛᴀʟᴋs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴇᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟs.
((ooc: Discworld series by Terry Pratchett. Great series, very funny, everypony should read it if they haven’t already.))
*leans face next to her, sees Arcel* You hate what is essentialy the fully Dark version of your love? *pulls back, now standing behind her* I am essentialy Arcel... just brought up to your level. *chuckles*
-Dark Descent
*She continues struggling, but her struggles become less intense.*
What… what do you intend to do to Us if We say no?
((I have a new account! yay!))
Death: Greetings, Nightmare.
Greetings, Death. Or should We say, Gʀᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢs, Dᴇᴀᴛʜ. Of course, if you were that Death you wouldn’t be able to see Us. We’re immortal, you know.
Hmm... in order... *kisses her neck lightly, sounding like Arcel now*... What, I am Dark Descent and I said Hello again, indicating I was greeting you again so soon, I flew in, your guards are easy to fool with my superior illusions... and what do I want?... *kisses neck again* You of course... the potion might have been temporary... but I realized something... you are far more useful as an ally... and a queen... then an enemy.
*She starts struggling more violently, but still can’t break free.*
Let Us go! We don’t want to be your queen! We hate you! Platonically!
((ooc: It’s a social rp mmo, based on the pennMUSH engine.))
((ooc: I’m creating Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Rainbow Dash NPCs for a MMO I’m writing. Pinkie Pie throws parties (naturally) and dances with players, but what should Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash do? (Note creating a true chatbot-style AI is FAR beyond the scope of the game.)))?
