video; might as well get this pantheon started

[bastardofipswich]

[ Here's a teenager, holding his phone up to record himself as he lounges in his kickass new throne. Really, he's practically draped across it, legs dangling over the arm. What can be seen of the temple around him is... dimly lit and sparsely furnished. But he grins, looking totally self-satisfied, with the kind of obnoxious smugness that 18 year olds are particularly adept it projecting.

His eyes go black as the torches' flames flare up in size and intensity. ]

Bow down, bitches. The mortal coil's about to make a biiiiig comeback.

[ GRIN.

...

There's a bit of an awkward pause as he cranes his neck to look around. ]

So who the hell-- [ Does he own Hell now? HEH. Yeah, he has to pause to snicker. ] --knows anything about interior decorating? This place needs a serious makeover. [ Chase needs a makeover while we're at it. He's projecting 'high school student' instead of fearsome death god. ]

Comments

[bastardofipswich]

What, I'm supposed to be sad about this? [ R U KIDDING? This is awesome. ]

[ask_alexa]

You could at least be a little more ... gravitas-y. I mean, it's kind of a big responsibility.

[bastardofipswich]

I don't know... I think I'd rather be a jazz funeral kind of death god, instead of a sad goth death god.

[ask_alexa]

[ Okay. That genuinely earns a laugh. ]

I guess that's fair.

I mean, it's not as if we've got rules around here saying how we have to do things. Unless I missed some.

[bastardofipswich]

[ Chase grins. FINALLY, somebody who gets it! ]

Exactly! [ BESIDES. Even if there were, rules are made to be broken. ] And it's like... Have you been to any of the temples yet? The way it feels... [ DREAMY SIGH. ] When it's right, it's right.

[ask_alexa]

Y-y-yeah. I know what you mean. [ Slightly awkward pause. ] That is—I'm kind of. Running the Temple of Law and Justice now, if you know what I mean.