Crossposted on dear_player, this is what happens during disney summer

[blackcauldronking]

Watch your words, mundane for you cannot possibly fathom, nor control me; my power is eternal. I AM ETERNAL! The gods themselves fear me and so shall you, and the rest of the pathetic rabble that surrounds me in due time.

Now be gone, before my patience wears itself thin. And I have little patience for fools such as you.

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[mini_misotheist]

What is the source of your power?

[blackcauldronking]

The power is my own, child.

[And stuck inside a pot.]

[mini_misotheist]

Yes, but where do you obtain it? It has to come from somewhere.

[blackcauldronking]

Time and experience. Now begone, you bore me with you incessant questions.

[mini_misotheist]

Not much experience then. I thought powerful beings liked to talk about themselves.

[bestjournalever]

Wooow.

You know, you couldn't be more obvious with your villainhood than if you put a little sticker on the front of your shirt and handed out cards that read:

"I. M. Villain.

Murders, Assassinations, and Overly Long Monologues."

...and now I'm wondering if I couldn't make a business selling those.

[blackcauldronking]

Another fool come along to test my patience.

One that would make for an excellent rug.

[bestjournalever]

[small flinch and then...]

Oooh... scaaar-ree.

You know for somebody who is supposed to live forever, you are pretty bad at the whole waiting thing. Is it just me, or are all evil underworld tyrants major workaholics?

[azaleafae]

What sort of creature are you, that even gods would fear?

[She doesn't sound the least bit intimidated. She actually doesn't believe he's scary enough for gods to fear.]