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dear_mun2013-02-11 12:40 am
soapskating) wrote in dear_mun2013-02-11 12:40 am
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cuckoo chaos spirit seeking good home
[There's a freestanding, pointless-looking door in Dear_Mun that wasn't there before. A draconequus in neon sunglasses and the most atrocious hawaiian shirt forcefully kicks it open with a cloven hoof, barges through, and dumps two suitcases and a straw hat on the floor. Oh yes, he's back.]
Ahh, here we are at last! A sun-and-sea holiday is one thing, but there's nothing quite like returning to a nondescript diary space full of complaining cross-dimensional beings to shake off those rusty headspace blues.
Now, I'm overdue for some serious chaos action... [He grabs a megaphone.]
If anyone has want of a spirit of disharmony in their crazy magic jamjar land, by all means drop me a line! You'll find me at the punch bowl! [Which has now just conveniently appeared, along with a buffet table and balloons. Welcome back, self?]
Ahh, here we are at last! A sun-and-sea holiday is one thing, but there's nothing quite like returning to a nondescript diary space full of complaining cross-dimensional beings to shake off those rusty headspace blues.
Now, I'm overdue for some serious chaos action... [He grabs a megaphone.]
If anyone has want of a spirit of disharmony in their crazy magic jamjar land, by all means drop me a line! You'll find me at the punch bowl! [Which has now just conveniently appeared, along with a buffet table and balloons. Welcome back, self?]
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And didn't you swear off all that chaos crud?
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And for your information my mundane picked me. Isn't that right, Mundane? [Well...] ...It's not harassment.
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That voice will haunt Picard for the rest of his life.
He'll just be over here, hand on face. Ignore him.]
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What a pleasant surprise! Come to join the party, stranger? [He plucks a red balloon from the table and ties it to Picard's facepalming wrist.] Or are you just checking in? I can't imagine why. Have we met?
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He works on untying that balloon.]
Suffice it to say, you bear a striking resembelance, in both voice and actions, to another powerful entity I have had the misfortune to meet.
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Fine! I'll ask!
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Did you say you were looking for somewhere new to make chaos?
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So, yes, exactly that. Why? Are you looking for someone new to spice things up?
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[Sorry Discord, while the mundane is a huge, HUGE fan of your work. Saft's just a little on the edge with you. Something about the previous Discord turning her into a mushroom or something IDK.]
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I'll be sure to pass the message along. Though personally I'm not sure how I'd pick up where another me left off... It's worth thinking over, right, Mundane? [Mentally taken hostage by a draconequus, send help.]
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The other you had their power stripped right from them by the mayor due to all those horrid pranks you played on everyone. But then again you're not that Discord. We'd have to get to know you from scratch all over again but of course we're all going to be kind of wary around you.
...I can't believe I'm about to say this but after all the horrid stuff Xellos has thrown at the city when he arrived it'd be nice seeing someone who doesn't actually want to harm anyone with his chaos-shenanigans in the city.
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But we'll see. This city of yours sounds lively, at least.
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This is why I'm more open to you causing chaos than him. [She can't believe she's about to say this but-] At least you're kinda fun...
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Perhaps you have a point. Oh, the duties that come with being the only one who knows how to wreak chaos properly. [A smile.] I'll think about it.
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That's all I ask, Discord.
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Nice work.)
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[The stern unyielding gaze of the sun... relaxes into a smile.]
You've come out to look for new friends, I see.
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Oh, come now, surely you don't think a run-in with kindness made me go soft. I'm looking for the opposite of boredom, whichever form it takes. [Yes. He has.]
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[Her telekinesis accepts the proffered cup.]
Soft or hard, friendly or chaotic -- you still need an audience. Let's say you're looking for that, shall we?
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Scenery... [He possibly just winced. He hid it well.] That reminds me, Celestia, the sculpture garden could do with something to replace the gaping cultural chasm left by the greatest and most handsome piece in the collection.
...Yes. An audience sounds just the thing. After all, the whole world is a stage when you're not stuck in granite! You wouldn't happen to know of any lively crowds up for a good laugh, would you?
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I've only just come out myself. I'm still meeting many of the people where I've gone. Whether they are up for a laugh -- is there any crowd that couldn't use one by your standards?
Though if it's laughter at the expense of others you wish, I am apparently also going to be working retail soon.
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...Retail? [Oh boy. He'll be laughing about this now, but at least you seemed to be inviting it.] Retail! Between raising the daytime and governing her subjects, Princess Celestia finds time to become Princess Cashier! Oh, that is a hoot. [He wipes a tear.]
And why are you finally seeing fit to learn the ways of the common mare? Short on funds for velvet drapes at the castle?
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[It IS funny, in a perverse sort of way. And Celestia does have a sense of humor, especially about herself.]
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[Celestia is being very pleasant. He's not used to this side of anyone, least of all her, but he finds himself wanting just a little less to upend containers of unpleasant things over her head. Odd.]
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The greatest challenge will apparently be having to refold the sweater table for the four hundred forty seventh time, after a customer sweeps through and demolishes it yet again. I can only assume my limits are being tested.
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