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turnanythingon[ Before you is a somewhat unkempt fellow in a dark suit. And he looks incredibly annoyed. At what? Basically everything. Because he does not appreciate being plucked from his home without the proper time to pack the essentials. As is evident by the lock of hair falling over his forehead. When he speaks, it's with a British accent that's one part aristocrat and 2 parts rockstar.
And he's very, very annoyed. ]
First off, since it seems I am quite literally starting at square one since being dragged into this Dad forsaken place, let's get introductions out of the way. I am Lucifer Morningstar. Yes, the Lucifer. The devil, the dragon, Satan, Old Scratch, Beelzebub. All of the above. I am certain we can skip the whole "no you're not" part, seeing as you lot just had a party with Odin himself.
Now. It has come to my attention that somewhere along the way, someone forgot to create alcohol. Wine, whiskey, scotch, vodka, bath tub gin. It doesn't matter, I have yet to find a drop. So it seems I must take matters into my own hands. I have the know-how but what I lack is supplies and man power.
Seeing as this-- [ he holds up a very thick billfold, with a hundred dollar bill on the outside ] --is now completely useless, I must find other means of acquiring what I need. Thankfully, no matter where humans congregate, favors will always be a valid currency.
If I am to be shackled in this...place-- [ He holds up his free hand, indicating the bracelet ], I may as well make myself comfortable. So if you happen to have what I need, I will owe you a favor. Meanwhile, I will be rounding up as many locals as I can.
And he's very, very annoyed. ]
First off, since it seems I am quite literally starting at square one since being dragged into this Dad forsaken place, let's get introductions out of the way. I am Lucifer Morningstar. Yes, the Lucifer. The devil, the dragon, Satan, Old Scratch, Beelzebub. All of the above. I am certain we can skip the whole "no you're not" part, seeing as you lot just had a party with Odin himself.
Now. It has come to my attention that somewhere along the way, someone forgot to create alcohol. Wine, whiskey, scotch, vodka, bath tub gin. It doesn't matter, I have yet to find a drop. So it seems I must take matters into my own hands. I have the know-how but what I lack is supplies and man power.
Seeing as this-- [ he holds up a very thick billfold, with a hundred dollar bill on the outside ] --is now completely useless, I must find other means of acquiring what I need. Thankfully, no matter where humans congregate, favors will always be a valid currency.
If I am to be shackled in this...place-- [ He holds up his free hand, indicating the bracelet ], I may as well make myself comfortable. So if you happen to have what I need, I will owe you a favor. Meanwhile, I will be rounding up as many locals as I can.
