First Treasure

[epicdouchebag]

[phone; 10:00 AM]

[What a nice, bright, beautiful day in Mayfield. I mean, who could ask for such an ideal spot to appear out of nowhere? Even though the bed isn't recognized, Gilgamesh gives no fucks. Instead he'll be hopping up right out of the bed and walking outside. Except, wait... just where is he anyways? The last thing he remembered was the war ending, and now he's here? Oh well, no reason to fret. He'll just get himself a good glass of-

...Wait.

Wait...

Woah what the fuck.

WHY ISN'T THE AIR BEHIND HIM DISTORTING?! WHY IS THERE NO GOLDEN GLOW?!

No. Fuck this man. Game over, game over.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, can't access his treasury or fetch his wine made by Gods.

Rage mode? Activated. During his ranting, raving and overall stomping around his house in Mayfield he'll end up knocking the phone right off the receiver to let the entirety of the town hear his wondrous butthurt state.]

Who dared to steal the King's treasures?! Speak up now and I might just let you live, mongrel. [It's to be noted here he's yelling at his drone son who is practically terrified.] Who dared to lay their filthy hands on my things?!

[action; john doe park - 4:00 PM]

[After procuring a wine glass and some wine, given what he's forced to deal with, you can find the ex-goldie laying down on one of the park benches. His irritation knows no bounds and he's taking very reluctant sips from the glass. His red eyes are staring up at the sky and he's trying to take everything in. Feel free to bug him, splash his wine on him, or for people who know him use this opportunity to get sweet, sweet revenge on him.]

Comments

[1st_superhero]

King's treasures? Were they cool toys?

[...And look who answered that phone call?]

...Could they compare with the stuff in my closet?

[epicdouchebag]

You dare to call them mere toys? They were weapons under the ownership of a King! Objects that included wine brewed by Gods themselves. To call them toys is to insult their nature.

[1st_superhero]

Ah...

[He nods, though the other man cannot hear him.]

I had a bunch of toys made by gods too. Doesn't make them any less of toys.

[epicdouchebag]

A mongrel such as yourself would not understand the value of the King of Uruk's armory.

[1st_superhero]

King of...Uruk?

[Okay, this is a little odd.]

...What's your name?

[epicdouchebag]

Gilgamesh. The King of Heroes.

[1st_superhero]

...

[There is a prolonged period of silence. Then he screams.]

AWESOME! YOU'RE THAT OTHER ME!

[epicdouchebag]

Other you? What the hell are you talking about?

[1st_superhero]

Well, you see, I also happen to be the King of Heroes, GILGAMESH! If you don't believe me, then go ahead--ask me something that only we'd know.

[epicdouchebag]

You are but a mere mockery of the true King. If you intend to prove your worth as my double, then perhaps you should think of something I only would know.

[1st_superhero]

[He's silent for a second. When he speaks again, he sounds...sad.]

Enkidu. Before he died...he...he was a good kid, okay? Kept on telling me that the thing he regretted most was that once he died, nobody would be there to keep me company or understand me.

...And up to that point, I...kept on teasing him and telling him to suck it up and be a man and stop whining about dying.

[It was one of the few things that he had actually regretted in his life.]

Hell, I didn't take him seriously. I kept on thinking that we could find some loophole. That the gods would be impressed with his nobility and bring him back or something.

...But they didn't, did they?

[epicdouchebag]

[Ow, other him. That hurt him right in the feels. Though, he's not going to show it. Gil isn't the kind of person to show depression on his face. Anger? Sure. But depression? No. He'll stuff it right down into the very bottom of his being, the other voice on the end of the phone faltering for a bit before speaking.]

...You speak the truth. How is this possible?

[1st_superhero]

I dunno. This place takes people from everywhere. Find two people on the street and it's likely they're from two different Earths.

[Though his voice is still a little shaky, Gilgamesh has pretty much gone back to his cheerful self now.]

So...now that there's two of us here...wanna have some fun?