#3: Confections and Reversion.

[sinistralofdeath]

[A: Action / 459 Stone Street]
[It was like any other normal Sunday for Erim. She awoke, made her drone children a meager breakfast of cornflakes and milk, and rolled her eyes once more at their seemingly earnest praise of her pouring skills. Going upstairs, she changes into her normal attire and heads back downstairs, ready for another walk about town.]

[Today, however, is different. A plate of chocolate cookies lay on the kitchen table. The silver haired woman regards them dubiously for a second, but decides to make herself some tea and perhaps read a novel. Traveling can be exciting, yes, but a break once in a while does not hurt anyone, does it?]

[The tea is done, and Erim slowly begins to munch on one of the treats. It is soon gone and she eats another, and then another.]

[And suddenly she is left wondering why she is here.]

This house… a human house. Disgusting. Why am I here? A place such as this is of zero consequence to I, the Goddess of Death!

[Tossing the book aside and letting the tea cup fall from where her hand holds it—which happens to be midair—the goddess kicks off her black heels and attempts to rip her pantyhose. When that proves fruitless, she grabs a knife and cuts them off; the mangled shreds fall from her.]

((OoC: Anyone Erim has invited over can drop on by, and of course the residents of this home are quite welcome to respond.))

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[B: Action / John Doe Park]

[A barefoot woman with silver hair approaches with a stern look on her face.]

You. I cannot sense your energy waves as this place has rendered me powerless. Tell me, are you mortal?

[After all, a goddess isn’t a goddess unless she has people to worship her. Of course, other higher beings will be regarded instantly as allies.]

Comments

B

[daughterofchaos]

[Quelaan freezes up as soon as the cruel-looking woman approaches.] I- I- Who are...?

[sinistralofdeath]

I am Erim, the Sinistral of Death. Did I stutter? Answer me.

[The silver haired female allows a grin to appear on her lips.]

Are you afraid I would hurt you? Worry not, I have no power as I said before. I have no means of disposing of those who oppose me.

[daughterofchaos]

Mortal... I- I do not know. I was immortal, once, but now... [She gestures down at her ordinary human frame.]

I am of no danger to you, either. Please, be at ease.

[sinistralofdeath]

I shall refrain myself from speaking harshly then.

[It disquiets the goddess, however, to hear of one stripped of her godliness.]

…Did someone do this to you?

B

[woodsiequeen]

[Viktoria watches the woman with curiosity from behind a tree. Once she's addressed directly, she's so taken aback by how stern and direct this lady is that all she can do is giggle most unhelpfully and shy away.]

[sinistralofdeath]

[Her face falls as she looks at the other with mild distaste.]

Are you only capable of laughter? Then you are of no use to me.

[woodsiequeen]

[She giggles some more, but she doesn't want the funny lady to go away yet.]

I speaksie just fine. See?

[sinistralofdeath]

Indeed you do. Then… what are you?

[Erim’s patience is growing thin, but at the same time she is intrigued.]

A.

[railtracer]

[Clare hasn't eaten any cookies yet. Not that anyone would tell if he did or didn't but hey.]

Gee, I'm sorry you suddenly don't like the house...and your pantyhose for that matter...

[sinistralofdeath]

[Red hair, like Maxim. Red like the blood of the Sinistral—in mind, at least—which begins to boil.]

Is it of consequence for a mortal to question the gods? Hold your tongue before I remove it.

B

[atailoftwoworlds]

Eh....? [Looks up from his sandwich. Wow, that chick looks scary.]

[sinistralofdeath]

[Erim really has no time for games. Leaning over into the blond’s face, she gives a vicious smile.]

Are you human or are you not?

[atailoftwoworlds]

.....What the...?! What's your problem, lady?!

[sinistralofdeath]

I have been burdened with delivering humans their fate, and too have I been made to give life.

Life and death, two sides of the same coin, yet never to intersect.

[That doesn’t exactly answer his question, of course.]

B

[noluckduck]

[What in the world--] Uh... Yeah? [Unfortunately, she thinks for a moment.]

[sinistralofdeath]

[Good. The first one, then.]

Then kneel before me. I am Erim, the Sinistral of Death, and as a goddess I am in need of worshipers.

[noluckduck]

Well, don't look at me, lady.

[sinistralofdeath]

You would not bow for a goddess capable of ending life with a single spell?

[Even if it’s gone, it still works as a threat. Or at least, that’s what Erim is hoping.]

B

[jumpsinline]

Huh? [ She has bandages around her head to keep a gauze pad against the back of her skull and she looks a little more scraped and bruised than when they first met but, as usual, she doesn't seem bothered by it.

Yoshika points to herself. ] Me? I guess I sorta am, but I'm not supposed to be!

[sinistralofdeath]

[Even if her mannerisms are unlike the ones everyone is used to, Erim still remembers the people she’s met… and Yoshika is no exception.]

Yoshika… As I seem to recall, you weren’t accustomed to a human body. I don’t know what you really are or where you’re really from, but you and I could rule this pathetic city!

Think of it: Mistresses of Mayfield, great goddesses supreme! Would you join me in this?

I laughed. So hard. You don't even know XD!!!

[jumpsinline]

I didn't tell you? [ That's odd. She kind of told everyone. ] I'm a jiang shi! I'm not a goddess or anything like that.

I aim to please. ;D

[sinistralofdeath]

Yes, but they don’t need to know this. Even mere humans can be deified if you delude the masses. Countless rulers have done so throughout history!

[Pausing, the goddess looks the other up and down. Not exactly the best, but a good start.]

Well? Shall we embark on this conquest?

[B]

[ceasetoexist]

[Oh hey, it's the new woman he had an awkward conversation with a bit ago. He kind of has to struggle to keep from outright laughing at her statement though. He just manages to dull it to a very wide, very noticeable smirk..]

Nope. Immortal. I'm a god.

[Well. The first part is true. The second part not so much.]

[sinistralofdeath]

Excellent. You are… Lord Pokey, are you not? Come with me—join me in righting the wrongs placed upon us. Treated as mortals in a pathetic town such as this.

[Pushing a lock of hair back behind her ear, Erim grins.]

There is nothing here for those of our stature but to rule it!

[ceasetoexist]

Yep! That's me.

[Lord Pokey. Even with the humility the town has taught him in the time he's been here he still likes the sound of that. And sure why not play along with this. It's not like they can do anything anyway and as far as he can tell Erim is so new here she probably isn't dangerous on her own.]

I'm up for that. We should seriously teach the people here some respect.