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[When the feed cuts on, it's later in the evening, well after the first day of Rocket training, and thus Emet-Selch is not wearing his uniform while in his little dormitory. What he is wearing is far more extravagant. Yes, he took the time to put that thing back on, he wasn't about to suffer the alternative longer than what was necessary. Of course there are likely those who saw him in that most abhorrent uniform, if others were in training or aiding in the training that is. All of which he's been entirely quick in mastering, almost as if he's already...mastered such trivial skills. He has, and plus some.
Regardless, that's not what this is about. Well, it kinda is, actually.]
Good evening, I am Solus zos Galvus—your newest recruit to this fine organization of unscrupulous villains. Certainly prompt with the training, aren't they? That sort of rigid discipline I can most certainly respect—after all, with poor foundation, you cannot expect aught else but for everything to come crumbling down around you.
[He settles back in his seat, resting his elbow on the desk he's clearly sitting at, cupping his cheek with the palm of his hand as he lazily gazes into the feed.]
Regardless, such training is wasted on one such as I, but I understand rules are rules, and even I am no exception. [There's the slightest edge of annoyance to his tone, but it disappears as he continues.] Regardless, 'twould do us well to know each other properly, wouldn't you agree? So come, introduce yourselves to me. For I will know each and every one of you, as well as what rank you hold—what skill sets you have, and so forth.
If I am to familiarize myself with this team, to know which holes my expertise should rightly fill, then I must take your measure.
Regardless, that's not what this is about. Well, it kinda is, actually.]
Good evening, I am Solus zos Galvus—your newest recruit to this fine organization of unscrupulous villains. Certainly prompt with the training, aren't they? That sort of rigid discipline I can most certainly respect—after all, with poor foundation, you cannot expect aught else but for everything to come crumbling down around you.
[He settles back in his seat, resting his elbow on the desk he's clearly sitting at, cupping his cheek with the palm of his hand as he lazily gazes into the feed.]
Regardless, such training is wasted on one such as I, but I understand rules are rules, and even I am no exception. [There's the slightest edge of annoyance to his tone, but it disappears as he continues.] Regardless, 'twould do us well to know each other properly, wouldn't you agree? So come, introduce yourselves to me. For I will know each and every one of you, as well as what rank you hold—what skill sets you have, and so forth.
If I am to familiarize myself with this team, to know which holes my expertise should rightly fill, then I must take your measure.
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She adjusts her glasses at the intro.] Hehh, wow, you're right to the point..! It's nice to see that actually...
Ah, I'm Carly. I'm one of the Privates here, though I'm not going to be on base for a while...
Oh, but I specialize in sabatogue and disguise~
And also recon, I guess...I was an investigative reporter at home haha...
[And she is Far more canny than she lets on. But the list of skills probably say that for her.]
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I see little to gain by dancing around the point, if we are to work together at all, 'twould make the most sense to trim the fat, so to speak.
But sabotage and disguises, with a dab of recon, eh? Well, you sound the well-rounded and skillful sort. A true boon to this organization, I'm sure.
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Ah- In any case, I just do what I can really..! And I mean, I sure wasn't going to make it in brute force..
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[He's not unfamiliar with world hopping, just it's usually...voluntary.]
Brute force can only go so far, wits and cleverness is far more favorable.
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Oh!! Exactly though! And especially here, frankly. Even trying to pick up a stick with intent to use it as a weapon causes problems...it's all pokemon all the way!
...or fists I guess, but really there's a lot better ways at that point...
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But, truly? Even a stick? What sort of problems occur, I must wonder...
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Makes eating when you're angry an interesting time, I can say that much...
[Boy it must!] From what I can tell, it mostly means that people here for long enough turn to things like practical jokes and such for any revenge moves.
Which is definitely safer, at least!
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[He contemplates that. Such..absurdity, yet in a strange way he doesn't mind it.]
I suppose one must make due with what's available.
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I'm going to be honest, a lot of disputes were solved with pretty similar methods back home...just, using cards instead of magical animal things I guess...
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[Which is a very...mortal way to look at it, but he is indeed speaking with a mortal, so...]
But what is this about cards? You merely played games to sort disagreements?
[Honestly, he doesn't mind that in concept. After all, in Amaurot, they merely debated away their issues.]
someone kicked a loan shark's ass this way thanks ygo
Cards though.] Yeah, for the most part. It uh...gets a little messy when you throw things like disputes between gods, or psychics, but in general if you have a duel and one or the other wins, then it's settled!
[Possibly because duels between massive holograms make it Really hard to save face if you go back on your word.]
oh ygo never change
Even your gods play these games? I do suppose it's a far less messy means to settle disputes. Far less bloodshed.
[He's just imagining people playing triple triad to settle wars instead of the large scale bloodbaths that usually result. Maybe if mortals had turned to that, than murdering their brethren, he'd have more hope for them. Alas.]
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More like they push things around through them with....catastrophic results...
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[what]
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[IT'S BAD NEWS BEARS]
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[Well...]
...Well, I know not your gods, but they sound more akin to fiends.
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[She didn't exactly interact with the twins, but she at least KNEW they were Signers, and That's Not Great.]
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'Tis but the nature of the world, I'm afraid.
[Not his world, or the world he plans to bring back. But, the mortal world(s).]
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[Squinting....]
You seem pretty confident in that... [Suspicious...]
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Whether or not these fiends have a hand in it, changes little.
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Like...You can't really call that 'mortal' nature. Nature of a world with crummy immortals on it, sure, but it's not like the people and animals asked for things like that to poke their noses in.
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[See, what he's doing here is still blaming the mortals of some involvement in it. Sure, the fiend-gods have their problems too, but as he understands it, gods are mere tools created to serve a purpose for the masses. They are mere constructs that serve their purpose, regardless of how violent, and while they become the master, ultimately their creators (usually mortal) are to blame.]
Or am I to believe your lot sits around, doing naught, whilst these fiends fight with one another?
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Look, it's sort of like if something just showed up and started using all of the people around like the pieces on a chessboard. Whether it's tricking them, or possessing them outright, that's still...not their fault, that's the fault of the things that decided 'Hey! Let's have a big fight using these things as our tools!'
Everyone else is kind of stuck trying not to get killed in the process, since...well, those big 'fiend' gods are still pretty strong!
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[Not trickery, though. The lack of intelligence and wisdom to know otherwise is clearly their fault. The fault of mortals and their limitations.]
Tell me, from whence did these fiends arise?
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PHEW! [From WHENCE though!] Rough question! [Very rough.] I mean...that's before humans really existed!
...And for that matter it's kind of a 'my world' problem, after that... I don't know what things are like where you're from, but I mean...world differences are going to mean some things just don't line up when we're talking about this stuff in the end.
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wraps with a neat lil bow,