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//sorry logged in after an eternity, then promptly became fixated with Pokopia.
Reblog if you wouldn't mind some curious anons
I just had the most insane realization.
In universe… Lestat wrote Queen of the Damned. Like, he wrote his experiences in first person and wrote the other stuff he learned after the fact in third person.
Which means, in universe… Lestat wrote The Devil’s Minion chapter?
It’s so funny because once it hits you, it makes passages like this that much better:
Armand is like: "I never laughed THAT hard at Time bandits, Lestat"
What's the oldest piece of clothing you own? I'm including shoes here too.
I have a faithful pair of boots that I acquired some time in the early 1970s, and somewhere in storage is an old Jerkin, I believe. Though I would hate to consider the state it may be in after this long.
The real answer is: buckskin underpants, you’re welcome
This is how you announce your return?
What's the oldest piece of clothing you own? I'm including shoes here too.
I have a faithful pair of boots that I acquired some time in the early 1970s, and somewhere in storage is an old Jerkin, I believe. Though I would hate to consider the state it may be in after this long.
The real answer is: buckskin underpants, you’re welcome
“Right… anyway, did you read what a certain blonde-haired vampire-turned-pop diva whatever he’s calling himself, is saying about you? I mean… it’s kind of slanderous. Although, for it to be slander, it would have to be untrue, and I’m not so sure about that. Playing doctor and trying to create the equivalent of a vampiric Frankenstein creature is a little too ambitious… even for you.”
“No, he’s is correct. I did do that. Curiosity does things to an immortal mind. Rather the atrocities than being obsessed with trains.”
My Master?
You would call me master, even now?
You didn't kill me well enough. I tried to finish your work, but here I am regardless. So yes, even now.
I see, and is there something you desire from me, or do you come to make your presence known?
Do you hope for revenge or something gentler?
Revenge was never what I wanted, not from you. I simply thought... actually I don't know what I thought. Perhaps I'm just tired of chasing ghosts.
How long have you looked for me? Or is this simply happenstance? Our paths cross for the first time in hundreds of years and now you’ve no words for me?
Ah, but also have none for you. Not out of ire or even indifference, I am afraid that I am as surprised to see you as you are to see me.
Do my eyes deceive me?
Is it truly Armand that stands before me, or a cruel phantom in his place?
Cruel phantom, or myself. Tell me, is there a difference?
Hello, angel.
“I think that would depend entirely on your mood and your fancy for the evening, but would I have you any other way? Most certainly not, it wouldn’t be you… I’ve missed you.”
“You’d not change what you see in yourself, an angel with devilish inclinations. It has been too long since we last saw one another, and yet neither of us has changed a bit. Where have you been?”
"Consider me both equally impressed and horrified. Though defying the laws of time is to be expected of an immortal such as yourself."
Impressed yet horrified is generally the reaction I receive. However, it is good to see you again after all these years.
My Master?
You would call me master, even now?
You didn't kill me well enough. I tried to finish your work, but here I am regardless. So yes, even now.
I see, and is there something you desire from me, or do you come to make your presence known?
Do you hope for revenge or something gentler?
((Happy Trans Day of Visibility from your local trans man))
(( I’m working today - currently in the staff room drinking a can of coffee. I’ll be on and off all day. ))
My Master?
You would call me master, even now?
"Goodness gracious, you are still existing?"
“To the dismay of many, yes,”