voicetesting....

[euthanasiast]

I find it hard to believe that the insignificant can amuse you so much. Truly, this is nothing to be proud of.

I wonder where I might find myself soon, but I doubt that I'll be going anywhere. It's difficult to be the villain when there is no hero to oppose, especially when our hero is nowhere to be found. Little brothers are like termites, aren't they-- they'll pop out of the woodwork when we least expect it.

In the meantime, let us see what we are capable of. 

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[massaker]

What a terrible thing to call your brother.

[euthanasiast]

Terrible? There are other words in my arsenal that are much worse, Your Highness. I can't imagine you ever saying them, but I'm sure you've at least thought them about your own siblings.

[massaker]

[she frowns] I have never thought illy of my siblings.

[euthanasiast]

[disgust passes across his face, but pulls himself back into neutrality.] How... sentimental. To think well of humans who are unafraid of destruction and murder... They must adore innocence like yours.

[massaker]

[rude. but it is true, isn't it? Euphie is fairly innocent. but she wants to be better than that, so his words make her bristle]

...They are not all like that.

[euthanasiast]

[sorry, princess. rude is his actual middle name.]

You've seen what they are capable of committing, and yet you believe in their innate goodness? [tch.] How foul. I suppose you believe in other fairy tales, like glass slippers and a caring government, too?

[reginamariposa]

You sound bored out of your mind to be doing a speech like this.

[euthanasiast]

Diplomacy like this is a necessary evil. Boredom does not matter when there is something that requires accomplishing.

[reginamariposa]

You also sound exactly the stuffy artist the Guild looks for.

[euthanasiast]

I can assure that your Guild would have no interest or need for someone like me. I'm not the artistic sort, at the very least.

[reginamariposa]

And here I thought you'd brag until the cows came home. But you're either selling yourself short or its on purpose.

[euthanasiast]

I've found that modesty highlights excellence best. Still, I really am not artistically inclined. That much is true.

[reginamariposa]

Hmmm...sounds fake but okay. What sort of evil do you do, exactly?

[euthanasiast]

While a certain amount of scepticism is healthy, I have been honest thus far. Do not waste wariness on me.

[he laughs to himself at the mention of "evil"] I don't "do" evil. My apologies, as I misspoke. I meant to say that I am more of the antagonist-- my actions are nothing but what is best for humanity, for the world. I am opposition, but not evil. I am sorry you cannot find a kindred spirit in me.

[reginamariposa]

So you're one of those conquer the world types....same shit, different day. Not a kindred spirit or a business partner unfortunately. You seemed to have the class but if it's that.

[a sigh]

[euthanasiast]

I'm not. I'm not interested in having the world for myself. What good would that do me?

[again, a laugh. again, MORE CRAZY ESCAPES.] And what type are you, my lady? If not like me, then what?

[reginamariposa]

Alright then humor me, what's the point?

Me? Well it's a job. Arching is a profession, I don't make it personal. Though it passion for a personal arch is unparalleled.

[euthanasiast]

The point? The point is to watch it all burn. Humans are creatures that wreak havoc and destruction on all they touch, selfishly and unforgivingly. I see no point to a being that creates such a cruel world. They can't destroy anything, not even themselves, if I destroy them first.

[is that even true though? survey says... sort of??? he's working out some issues...]

Arching? I can't even infer what that means, my lady... Would you be so kind as to explain?

[reginamariposa]

So you're one of those.

[if she had a notepad she'd be scribbling some sort of note down like 'can't play well with anyone' ect.]

Arching: for profit, the age old chase of cat and mouse but inevitably not going for the kill until its least expected.

[euthanasiast]

You seem to have a penchant for labelling me every time I present new information about myself. But what do you know about me? Whatever it is, is merely surface-level at best.

[excuse u he would like to add in his own handwriting an addendum to her notes. it's "he can too play well with anyone but then he plays too well and then kills them"]

You are evil for profit? Then... you don't follow your own ideals, but the ideals of whoever pays the most. Would you change sides if it paid better, then?

[reginamariposa]

What are you, a Cosmo article? Everyone judges someone at the first read.

[or sound, for the most part.]

No. This is about loyalty more than the most profit. Its a legacy.

[euthanasiast]

Of course they do, but not to the degree you have. And more than that, not so many vocalise such judgements. As you have judged me, I have inferred much about you as well.

Not a mercenary, but not chaos for chaos' sake. So what does that make you? And what legacy to you wish to create? For who? Leaving rubble behind for your successors is not particularly kind.

[reginamariposa]

Judgements keep your head attached to your shoulders in this line of work. If you go about trusting everyone with a shiny smile you'll wind up sorely regretting it.

I do not leave behind rubble. [a pause] My husband does. It makes me someone who is happy to do her part to leave a legacy that remains. For the stories kids get tired of.

[euthanasiast]

No, it's not the trusting you should do. It's the silence and the, as you put it, shiny smile that gets you much farther. Your eye, mind, and tongue are all sharp, it seems, but would that help you if they all lead you to the wrong conclusion?

[this conversation is exactly why heroes can team up, and villains can't.] I don't understand. You are married to a villain, and you two counteract one another? Why? Why not work together better to accomplish something? It seems counterintuitive to have one ruin and the other rebuild. Unless, he is the hero you oppose?

[reginamariposa]

I won't be lead to the wrong conclusion-- I'm not some bright eyed bleeding heart, not when it comes to my work. I know how to talk the talk, sure, but I'm using my head and frankly if you're doubting that then there's no reason to prove it to you. Minds made up, right?

I am a villain-- I just choose to support him rather than arch on my own. It's the way we work together. [she laughs] He's no hero but he's something much more amazing.

[euthanasiast]

Absolutely not. I am curious to know just how you operate. Powerful women are a beast of their own, one that I find cannot be tamed, and cannot be understood without effort. A man is a much easier read-- that's why so many of them die in battle.

I merely pointed out that you had labelled me a few times. Perhaps I should have considered why, as opposed to taking the defensive. My apologies. [???????? ???!?!?!??!?!]

[his mind is a scramble of emotions and words for a moment, as the way she speaks of her husband brings to mind a name: jean.] You seem exceptionally capable. Does your love, however pure and sincere it is, hold you back? Even if he is... amazing... is what he pursues what you want? [is he asking the question to her or himself? HMMMMMM]

[reginamariposa]

Don't you forget us beasts can rip your throats out without batting an eyelash. Ain't that the truth about men though.

[he...apologized. That sure feels odd. There's a moment where Sheila isn't sure what to say.] Well it happens. As long as you realize that.

[ah, hit the nail right on the head. She absolutely doesn't want to admit to this, not to herself or a stranger, especially.]

Absolutely not. What I do, I'm happy to do. I have a great job that helps other villains-- I didn't do this for the prestige. And while he's only a level 4 now, he's still doing good.

[knightmare_princess]

I could say something original, but honestly... ditto what the other two said.

[euthanasiast]

I didn't expect to have an audience with so many of your bloodline, Your Highness. Tell me, will any of your other siblings be arriving? I can't imagine I'd be so fortunate.

[knightmare_princess]

God, I hope not. Some of them might actually indulge you.

[euthanasiast]

Would they? I would be honoured to have a conversation with any of the Emperor's children.

[or a fight with any of them. except for julius. fuck that guy.]

[knightmare_princess]

You have two of us, now. Not enough?

[euthanasiast]

Just the right amount, Your Highness. I would not ask for more. Pardon my eagerness and curiosity.

[aproselyte]

'A great deal of good'. Isn't that always the hope?

[euthanasiast]

[ew.]

Perhaps. A great deal of anything may be sufficient. If it's just good, then it might as well be mediocre.

[aproselyte]

I'm afraid lacking standards is a learned art. You'll have to teach me.

[euthanasiast]

[BOI if he could kill him, he probably would. or at least think about it.

he's thinking about it.]

Hmph. [don't shank him, don't shank him, don't shank him] You won't learn it from me. That's not a skill I possess. Perhaps you should learn the art of holding your tongue before anything else. [ye. ROAST HIM]

[aproselyte]

Sensitive?






[ h e h ]

[euthanasiast]

Not in the slightest.

[like a baby's ass, motherfucker.]