5th Bite - The Embodiment of Scarlet Devil

[badladyscramble]

[Early Monday morning, Remilia finds a package on her doorstep. Having long since decided it's no use fretting over these things, she opens it immediately - and as realization spreads in her mind, she grins wickedly and heads for the roof. Finally, something that can go right...]

[Action - All Day Monday, Around Town]

[Throughout the day, hints of red mist start to fill the town, spreading around out from Ricardo Street. Also throughout the day, Remilia can be found walking around with her parasol or at her usual hangouts (Sakuya, Flandre and Meiling's houses), seeming a lot more upbeat than usual and grinning far more than is possibly normal. She seems very pleased with herself.]

[Action - All Day Tuesday, Around Town]

[Now the town is entirely drowned in Scarlet Mist, cutting out much of the sunlight and leaving what's left of it deep crimson. Most people can only see a few yards, but Remilia has no trouble navigating through the red cloud that covers even over the tallest houses and buildings. Delighting in her freedom from the sun, anyone in the mist might hear a delighted, wicked laughter or spot a dark shape with large, bat-like wings flitting about through the mists. Feel free to call her out, or maybe she'll stop by herself when she sees those rendered helpless or frustrated by their surroundings.]

[Phone - Tuesday Evening]

Ahh, the world's so much better painted in red! Truly, a devil's delight. Much better than the boring white of all those houses and picket fences, don't you think? But~ I'm sure there are some of you who disagree, don't you?

You're welcome to come and find me if you dare to argue - the Scarlet Devil won't refuse a fun date~ Especially from a certain red-white miko, hmm? It's going to be a fun night.

[Action - Tuesday Night, 506 Ricardo]

[And in a relatively clear patch of the mist, Remi is standing on top of the roof of her house, posing dramatically with her wings out and hands folded before her chest, awaiting the night's entertainments. The thinning mist above her paints the moon a deep red, making for quite the silhouette.]

Hmhmhm, I wonder if she'll come~

[OoC: The Scarlet Mist mini-event has begun! The details can be found here, but basically red mist will begin filling the town on Monday; by Tuesday Morning, most of the town will be so covered in red mist, you can't see more than a few feet to a few yards at most. Feel free to respond to any of the prompts or make your own posts complaining about/dealing with the red mist.

It all goes away Tuesday night at midnight, after Marisa beats the crap out of her, so for anyone who fights her, just know she's either going to win or escape since her fight against Marisa will be the last one.

You can also come fight her faithful servant, Meiling, over here, as it's a midboss's gateguard's duty to take on anyone who wants to challenge the final boss.]

Comments

[ceasetoexist]

But the mist itself doesn't hurt anything. So I'm like, free to walk around it, right?

[That's all he cares about. You can go hog wild all you want for the most part as long as the stupid mist doesn't have some side effect.]

[badladyscramble]

Ah, well... yes, I suppose. Just don't run into anything.

[ceasetoexist]

What? You think I'm an idiot. Of course I'm not going to run into anything in this. I can see fine.

[badladyscramble]

Well, then be careful no one runs into you~ There are plenty of idiots to make up for you not being one.

[ceasetoexist]

[And he'll nod proudly and just start to walk away.]

See? I knew you'd acknowledge my genius someti-

[And that clang you just heard would be him having walked into a lamppost and knocked his stupid ass to the ground.]

[badladyscramble]

[Which is Remi's cue to just start laughing uproariously as she flies over to him, hovering off the ground as she giggles at his misfortune]

[ceasetoexist]

[Excuse him. Just glaring for a moment into the mist.]

Not my fault. It came out of nowhere.

[badladyscramble]

Of course, of course, everyone knows about those sneaky lamppost-oof!

[In her hovering laughter, Remilia had drifted backwards into a tree branch]

[ceasetoexist]

[Just have that special brand of mean, obnoxious laughter Pokey has mastered over the years of his life.]

Yeah, they're nowhere near as well known as those sneaky trees, huh?

[badladyscramble]

You... it's your fault for making me laugh so hard!

[Though one might note she is landing on the ground so she doesn't do any more accidental drifting]

[ceasetoexist]

Hey, if I entertain you that much maybe I ought to charge you for it.

[badladyscramble]

Only if I can send you my medical bill, you fraud.

[ceasetoexist]

Hey.

That laughter sounded pretty genuine to me.

[badladyscramble]

Well, yes. But if it is, then you're admitting it's your fault.

[ceasetoexist]

Except you still had the choice to laugh or not. I didn't force that.

[badladyscramble]

What choice? How could you not laugh when an idiot like you runs right into a pole right after saying he wouldn't? It's a perfectly natural reaction!

[ceasetoexist]

Oh, so you can't hold me accountable for laughing at you as you ran into the tree branch then either, right?

[badladyscramble]

No, because it's your fault I ran into the tree branch.

[ceasetoexist]

Hey. Learn to take some responsibility for yourself.

Constantly passing blame is an unattractive trait, you know?

[BIGGEST HYPOCRITE IN THE WORLD.]

[badladyscramble]

It's not constant, it's only when it's your fault. Oh, but I suppose that happens pretty constantly.

[ceasetoexist]

Have you ever thought that maybe - just maybe - you tend to skew things in your favor?

[badladyscramble]

Only because I'm usually right.

[ceasetoexist]

Yeah?

When have you been right?

[badladyscramble]

Do you remember every slice of bread you've eaten?

[ceasetoexist]

Sure do.