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[demonic-virtue]

~ *A virtuous heart, corrupt by a curse of inversion...* ~

TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR CULT STUFF AND RELIGIOUS TRAUMA!!!!

No nsfw

basic DNI

Not cannon to the events of the demon lord or the ferryman's game

ooc // ooc typically looks like this

~ *narration looks like this* ~

<- "The demon lord speaks like this, tending to speak high and holy and shit. He talks differently when angry. He has a tendency to use words like Thy and Thou." ->

part of the same universe (and game) as @the-ferryman-cafe!

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman arrived shortly, nervous feelings swirling around in his head, as he felt his face heat up just at the sight of the demon lord's attire and face. He felt like a nervous wreck as he gave the small gift to the demon lord- simply a chocolate muffin as is traditional, but still nerve-wracking for the elder god.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord took the gift, accidentally brushing his hand against the ferryman's while taking it causing a shockwave of happy chemicals to go through the both of them. The demon lord shuddered, having a bit of a lovestruck derpy face for a second, before snapping himself out of it and leading the ferryman to their shared table.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the feelings start to well up as he sat down, feeling awkward and deciding to break the silence. He spoke up, shyly.* ~

-> "y-you look... nice in that outfit..." <-

~ *he did not realize that his voice was quivering, how shy and meek it sounded compared to that of how he speaks normally, almost as if anticipating something as the ferryman slowly got lost in the demon lord's eyes...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord was a tad bit startled by the compliment, but he simply did a bit of a "you too" gesture to the ferryman as they both placed in their orders.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *as the food arrived, the ferryman was getting lost in the demon lord's eyes again, feeling a pulling tension as his eyes wandered down to the demon lord's lips and lingered. He wondered what it would be like to kiss them again... he... he liked the feeling last time... he wanted to... feel that again...* ~

~ *he snapped himself out of it, focusing on his food as he purred and his tail wagged. He felt very happy to see his old friend doing well...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord could not think straight, seeing that the ferryman was so... happy, and eating healthy, no longer starving constantly, and... something about the fact that he had that chub awakend something deep inside him. He felt a sort of pull, he wanted to be closer to the ferryman, to simply relax in his arms and soft body... he wanted so badly, to feel his lips apoun his own again... so bad... he wanted it... so... so... badly...* ~

~ *the demon lord snapped out of it, focus on the food, that's it, don't let these silly feelings get in the way of this gathering's purpose... what was that purpose? He did not know, as his trusted generals recommended he do this... for some reason.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the tension begin to pull him closer to the demon lord, his thoughts consumed in the lovey-dovey nonsense thoughts he was having and could no longer ward off as he saw him laughing genuinely at a small joke he made... the tension began to pull him closer... and... closer...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord had begun to feel the tension too, he felt his face being pulled closer towards the ferryman's via this tension... and their faces inched closer and closer... until...* ~

~ *The ferryman's lips felt as if they were more divine than anything else to him, his hands gripped desperately at his hair, looking to anchor himself to the other's lips as he felt all the tension within his stomach release into a euphoria he could not describe...* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the demon lord's lips tasted of an ambrosia sweeter than any that the afterlife had to offer for the ferryman, as he gently held him close as he felt the ball of anxiety in his stomach bloom into an indescribably wonderful euphoria he had never felt before. He unconsciously began to push his tongue into the other's mouth, inviting him to do the same.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *as he felt the ferryman's tongue enter his mouth the passion of the moment completely overtook, and he pushed his tongue into the ferryman's mouth as well and completely lost all sense of self in the moment. The moment felt unreal, a sense of overwhelming euphoria that he had always craved but never knew of...* ~

~ *... he whined a bit after beginning to pull away from the kiss, all of his senses had been completely devoted to the passion of that moment and he absolutely loved every second of it.* ~

~ *wait... what was he here for again? He couldn't remember, his mind was too jumbled up with lovey-dovey gibberish to do so.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *even the ferryman couldn't remember what he came for, his mind was overrun with thoughts solely dedicated to the demon lord and just enjoying every second he had with him... mortal lives are short after all, or at least, they're supposed to be...* ~

~ *... he didn't notice it, but a few of his curses broke during that passionate kiss...* ~

~ *and, the next thing he knew, he was in a field of nice native grass and flowers, marigolds adorning his beloved's head... his lovely marigold... and falling asleep cuddling with him under the stars...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman arrived shortly, nervous feelings swirling around in his head, as he felt his face heat up just at the sight of the demon lord's attire and face. He felt like a nervous wreck as he gave the small gift to the demon lord- simply a chocolate muffin as is traditional, but still nerve-wracking for the elder god.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord took the gift, accidentally brushing his hand against the ferryman's while taking it causing a shockwave of happy chemicals to go through the both of them. The demon lord shuddered, having a bit of a lovestruck derpy face for a second, before snapping himself out of it and leading the ferryman to their shared table.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the feelings start to well up as he sat down, feeling awkward and deciding to break the silence. He spoke up, shyly.* ~

-> "y-you look... nice in that outfit..." <-

~ *he did not realize that his voice was quivering, how shy and meek it sounded compared to that of how he speaks normally, almost as if anticipating something as the ferryman slowly got lost in the demon lord's eyes...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord was a tad bit startled by the compliment, but he simply did a bit of a "you too" gesture to the ferryman as they both placed in their orders.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *as the food arrived, the ferryman was getting lost in the demon lord's eyes again, feeling a pulling tension as his eyes wandered down to the demon lord's lips and lingered. He wondered what it would be like to kiss them again... he... he liked the feeling last time... he wanted to... feel that again...* ~

~ *he snapped himself out of it, focusing on his food as he purred and his tail wagged. He felt very happy to see his old friend doing well...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord could not think straight, seeing that the ferryman was so... happy, and eating healthy, no longer starving constantly, and... something about the fact that he had that chub awakend something deep inside him. He felt a sort of pull, he wanted to be closer to the ferryman, to simply relax in his arms and soft body... he wanted so badly, to feel his lips apoun his own again... so bad... he wanted it... so... so... badly...* ~

~ *the demon lord snapped out of it, focus on the food, that's it, don't let these silly feelings get in the way of this gathering's purpose... what was that purpose? He did not know, as his trusted generals recommended he do this... for some reason.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the tension begin to pull him closer to the demon lord, his thoughts consumed in the lovey-dovey nonsense thoughts he was having and could no longer ward off as he saw him laughing genuinely at a small joke he made... the tension began to pull him closer... and... closer...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord had begun to feel the tension too, he felt his face being pulled closer towards the ferryman's via this tension... and their faces inched closer and closer... until...* ~

~ *The ferryman's lips felt as if they were more divine than anything else to him, his hands gripped desperately at his hair, looking to anchor himself to the other's lips as he felt all the tension within his stomach release into a euphoria he could not describe...* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the demon lord's lips tasted of an ambrosia sweeter than any that the afterlife had to offer for the ferryman, as he gently held him close as he felt the ball of anxiety in his stomach bloom into an indescribably wonderful euphoria he had never felt before. He unconsciously began to push his tongue into the other's mouth, inviting him to do the same.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *as he felt the ferryman's tongue enter his mouth the passion of the moment completely overtook, and he pushed his tongue into the ferryman's mouth as well and completely lost all sense of self in the moment. The moment felt unreal, a sense of overwhelming euphoria that he had always craved but never knew of...* ~

~ *... he whined a bit after beginning to pull away from the kiss, all of his senses had been completely devoted to the passion of that moment and he absolutely loved every second of it.* ~

~ *wait... what was he here for again? He couldn't remember, his mind was too jumbled up with lovey-dovey gibberish to do so.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman arrived shortly, nervous feelings swirling around in his head, as he felt his face heat up just at the sight of the demon lord's attire and face. He felt like a nervous wreck as he gave the small gift to the demon lord- simply a chocolate muffin as is traditional, but still nerve-wracking for the elder god.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord took the gift, accidentally brushing his hand against the ferryman's while taking it causing a shockwave of happy chemicals to go through the both of them. The demon lord shuddered, having a bit of a lovestruck derpy face for a second, before snapping himself out of it and leading the ferryman to their shared table.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the feelings start to well up as he sat down, feeling awkward and deciding to break the silence. He spoke up, shyly.* ~

-> "y-you look... nice in that outfit..." <-

~ *he did not realize that his voice was quivering, how shy and meek it sounded compared to that of how he speaks normally, almost as if anticipating something as the ferryman slowly got lost in the demon lord's eyes...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord was a tad bit startled by the compliment, but he simply did a bit of a "you too" gesture to the ferryman as they both placed in their orders.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *as the food arrived, the ferryman was getting lost in the demon lord's eyes again, feeling a pulling tension as his eyes wandered down to the demon lord's lips and lingered. He wondered what it would be like to kiss them again... he... he liked the feeling last time... he wanted to... feel that again...* ~

~ *he snapped himself out of it, focusing on his food as he purred and his tail wagged. He felt very happy to see his old friend doing well...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord could not think straight, seeing that the ferryman was so... happy, and eating healthy, no longer starving constantly, and... something about the fact that he had that chub awakend something deep inside him. He felt a sort of pull, he wanted to be closer to the ferryman, to simply relax in his arms and soft body... he wanted so badly, to feel his lips apoun his own again... so bad... he wanted it... so... so... badly...* ~

~ *the demon lord snapped out of it, focus on the food, that's it, don't let these silly feelings get in the way of this gathering's purpose... what was that purpose? He did not know, as his trusted generals recommended he do this... for some reason.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the tension begin to pull him closer to the demon lord, his thoughts consumed in the lovey-dovey nonsense thoughts he was having and could no longer ward off as he saw him laughing genuinely at a small joke he made... the tension began to pull him closer... and... closer...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord had begun to feel the tension too, he felt his face being pulled closer towards the ferryman's via this tension... and their faces inched closer and closer... until...* ~

~ *The ferryman's lips felt as if they were more divine than anything else to him, his hands gripped desperately at his hair, looking to anchor himself to the other's lips as he felt all the tension within his stomach release into a euphoria he could not describe...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman arrived shortly, nervous feelings swirling around in his head, as he felt his face heat up just at the sight of the demon lord's attire and face. He felt like a nervous wreck as he gave the small gift to the demon lord- simply a chocolate muffin as is traditional, but still nerve-wracking for the elder god.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord took the gift, accidentally brushing his hand against the ferryman's while taking it causing a shockwave of happy chemicals to go through the both of them. The demon lord shuddered, having a bit of a lovestruck derpy face for a second, before snapping himself out of it and leading the ferryman to their shared table.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the feelings start to well up as he sat down, feeling awkward and deciding to break the silence. He spoke up, shyly.* ~

-> "y-you look... nice in that outfit..." <-

~ *he did not realize that his voice was quivering, how shy and meek it sounded compared to that of how he speaks normally, almost as if anticipating something as the ferryman slowly got lost in the demon lord's eyes...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord was a tad bit startled by the compliment, but he simply did a bit of a "you too" gesture to the ferryman as they both placed in their orders.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *as the food arrived, the ferryman was getting lost in the demon lord's eyes again, feeling a pulling tension as his eyes wandered down to the demon lord's lips and lingered. He wondered what it would be like to kiss them again... he... he liked the feeling last time... he wanted to... feel that again...* ~

~ *he snapped himself out of it, focusing on his food as he purred and his tail wagged. He felt very happy to see his old friend doing well...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord could not think straight, seeing that the ferryman was so... happy, and eating healthy, no longer starving constantly, and... something about the fact that he had that chub awakend something deep inside him. He felt a sort of pull, he wanted to be closer to the ferryman, to simply relax in his arms and soft body... he wanted so badly, to feel his lips apoun his own again... so bad... he wanted it... so... so... badly...* ~

~ *the demon lord snapped out of it, focus on the food, that's it, don't let these silly feelings get in the way of this gathering's purpose... what was that purpose? He did not know, as his trusted generals recommended he do this... for some reason.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman arrived shortly, nervous feelings swirling around in his head, as he felt his face heat up just at the sight of the demon lord's attire and face. He felt like a nervous wreck as he gave the small gift to the demon lord- simply a chocolate muffin as is traditional, but still nerve-wracking for the elder god.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord took the gift, accidentally brushing his hand against the ferryman's while taking it causing a shockwave of happy chemicals to go through the both of them. The demon lord shuddered, having a bit of a lovestruck derpy face for a second, before snapping himself out of it and leading the ferryman to their shared table.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman felt the feelings start to well up as he sat down, feeling awkward and deciding to break the silence. He spoke up, shyly.* ~

-> "y-you look... nice in that outfit..." <-

~ *he did not realize that his voice was quivering, how shy and meek it sounded compared to that of how he speaks normally, almost as if anticipating something as the ferryman slowly got lost in the demon lord's eyes...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord was a tad bit startled by the compliment, but he simply did a bit of a "you too" gesture to the ferryman as they both placed in their orders.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[the-ferryman-cafe]

~ *the ferryman arrived shortly, nervous feelings swirling around in his head, as he felt his face heat up just at the sight of the demon lord's attire and face. He felt like a nervous wreck as he gave the small gift to the demon lord- simply a chocolate muffin as is traditional, but still nerve-wracking for the elder god.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord took the gift, accidentally brushing his hand against the ferryman's while taking it causing a shockwave of happy chemicals to go through the both of them. The demon lord shuddered, having a bit of a lovestruck derpy face for a second, before snapping himself out of it and leading the ferryman to their shared table.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord waited in the gathering area as he felt a ball of anxiety twist in his stomach, he didn't know why he was feeling this anxious pacing of nervousness in his mind, but still, he continued to wait patiently for the ferryman to arrive.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord began to panic in fluster- he really did it- he really just gave a GOD a letter for a young moon gathering-! Or... is it a da- NO! He would not admit this was a date... he began to prepare his finest suit and tie, fancy yet not too fancy... he needed to look his best, he was going to have a gathering with a GOD for fucks sake!* ~

[demonic-virtue]

soooo

How we feeling Mr "I kissed a god of death on the lips not realizing he was joking about it"

~ *the demon lord had been curled up on his throne all day, thoughts about the ferryman swirling around in his head occasionally as he tried to ward them away- he didn't really like him, did he? He didn't love that kiss that he tells himself that he only did to shut the ferryman up, did he? His mind wanders off to a fluffy, happy feeling that he hasn't felt in years...* ~

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->

[blastergraft]

LIKE A GAME...

{Beta muttered under their breath. This place is quite interesting...}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the twists and turns of the forest seem to never end... and then they do. There's a river near the edge of the forest, with a small wooden dock with a red lantern with a bell on it and marigolds twisting around it. The demon lord looks a bit hesitant to ring the bell and waits to see if beta is ready* ~

[blastergraft]

{451 simply stood by the Demon Lord, seeming... Relatively fine with the circumstances. A moment of silence passes as the two wait before Beta decides to break some ice.}

... IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU AND THE FERRYMAN HAD SOMETHING OF A FRIENDSHIP BEFORE. IF I MAY BE CURIOUS, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord looks to the side and blushes a bit* ~

<- "You are correct, somewhat... I don't remember much from my childhood, I know we used to be friends but... We're supposed to be enemies now... but I guess he never got the memo, as they say..." ->

~ *he looks a bit guilty as he stares off into space, his face softening a bit into a fonder look before he shakes his head to try and push his "silly feelings" away* ~

<- "but enough of that... let us simply get this over with..." ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta nods and decides to respect the Demon Lord's boundaries to not have the topic pushed. They both have places to be, and there's no point in dwelling on what's passed...}

{Though, saying that now... That makes them quite a hypocrite, doesn't it?}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord sighs and hesitantly rings the bell, a thick mist setting in... a ferry comes to the dock, the ferryman looking a bit surprised to see the demon lord* ~

-> "I'd never think I'd see the day where you would ring that little bell..." <-

<- "Oh, be quiet. I am simply here to aid this robot into returning home and that is it." ->

~ *the demon lord doesn't quite notice it yet, but the ferryman's long, thin demon tail is wagging. Very hard. It is very clear that the ferryman is happy to see him.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta tries to ignore the absolutely Homosexual vibes in the air and shortly bows to the Ferryman in greeting.}

HELLO, SIR. I WOULD KINDLY LIKE TO BE TAKEN BACK TO MY HOMELAND.

[demonic-virtue]

-> "Ah, I assumed so, I had a drifter similar to you come along a few moons ago... though my services are not normally free if one had been completely transported to our lands, but I'm willing to make a compromise..." <-

~ *the demon lord sighs, trying to hide his own fluster* ~

<- "What sort of compromise, ferryman?" ->

-> "perhaps, a little kiss from you?~" <-

~ *it was very clear the ferryman was joking about the kiss from the demon lord- and then the demon lord grabbed his face and gently kissed him on the lips, sending a shockwave of happy chemicals through the ferryman's brain as he absolutely melted for the few seconds that they kissed. The demon lord then pulled away from the kiss and huffed, very clearly blushing.* ~

<- "there. Payment settled." ->

~ *the ferryman was completely and utterly stunned and his face was COVERED in blush, he was audibly purring and his tail wagged at incredibly fast speeds* ~

-> "...ah... uhm.... I s-suppose so..." <-

[blastergraft]

{Beta just. Deadpanned there as they saw the whole thing unfold before them. They've seen Fruitcakes less fruity than this, and they haven't seen many. After an awkward silence, they made a noise mimicking a cough to catch the Ferryman's attention.}

... SO, WHEN SHOULD WE GET GOING?

[demonic-virtue]

-> "y-yes... get on the boat..." <-

~ *the ferryman is just so completely shell-shocked that his joke got him his first kiss ever- he has a thousand-yard stare now... after beta gets on the boat the ferryman rows away from the dock still in complete and utter Gay Shock* ~

[blastergraft]

{451 sits on the boat, pretending that the past few seconds did not unfold and spacing out while on the boat ride. Amazing how everything's unfolded. They're looking for the last of their most likely dead siblings, they get into many shenanigans trying to use one of their blogs to find their whereabouts, and then this...}

{... But they sigh internally. It can be worse, and chances are, it will eventually be worse.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the ferryman is having too much of a fruitcake moment to really pay attention right now so he just.... takes beta back to their home and gives them a blessing and then sends them off. Understandable.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->

[blastergraft]

LIKE A GAME...

{Beta muttered under their breath. This place is quite interesting...}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the twists and turns of the forest seem to never end... and then they do. There's a river near the edge of the forest, with a small wooden dock with a red lantern with a bell on it and marigolds twisting around it. The demon lord looks a bit hesitant to ring the bell and waits to see if beta is ready* ~

[blastergraft]

{451 simply stood by the Demon Lord, seeming... Relatively fine with the circumstances. A moment of silence passes as the two wait before Beta decides to break some ice.}

... IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU AND THE FERRYMAN HAD SOMETHING OF A FRIENDSHIP BEFORE. IF I MAY BE CURIOUS, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord looks to the side and blushes a bit* ~

<- "You are correct, somewhat... I don't remember much from my childhood, I know we used to be friends but... We're supposed to be enemies now... but I guess he never got the memo, as they say..." ->

~ *he looks a bit guilty as he stares off into space, his face softening a bit into a fonder look before he shakes his head to try and push his "silly feelings" away* ~

<- "but enough of that... let us simply get this over with..." ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta nods and decides to respect the Demon Lord's boundaries to not have the topic pushed. They both have places to be, and there's no point in dwelling on what's passed...}

{Though, saying that now... That makes them quite a hypocrite, doesn't it?}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord sighs and hesitantly rings the bell, a thick mist setting in... a ferry comes to the dock, the ferryman looking a bit surprised to see the demon lord* ~

-> "I'd never think I'd see the day where you would ring that little bell..." <-

<- "Oh, be quiet. I am simply here to aid this robot into returning home and that is it." ->

~ *the demon lord doesn't quite notice it yet, but the ferryman's long, thin demon tail is wagging. Very hard. It is very clear that the ferryman is happy to see him.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta tries to ignore the absolutely Homosexual vibes in the air and shortly bows to the Ferryman in greeting.}

HELLO, SIR. I WOULD KINDLY LIKE TO BE TAKEN BACK TO MY HOMELAND.

[demonic-virtue]

-> "Ah, I assumed so, I had a drifter similar to you come along a few moons ago... though my services are not normally free if one had been completely transported to our lands, but I'm willing to make a compromise..." <-

~ *the demon lord sighs, trying to hide his own fluster* ~

<- "What sort of compromise, ferryman?" ->

-> "perhaps, a little kiss from you?~" <-

~ *it was very clear the ferryman was joking about the kiss from the demon lord- and then the demon lord grabbed his face and gently kissed him on the lips, sending a shockwave of happy chemicals through the ferryman's brain as he absolutely melted for the few seconds that they kissed. The demon lord then pulled away from the kiss and huffed, very clearly blushing.* ~

<- "there. Payment settled." ->

~ *the ferryman was completely and utterly stunned and his face was COVERED in blush, he was audibly purring and his tail wagged at incredibly fast speeds* ~

-> "...ah... uhm.... I s-suppose so..." <-

[blastergraft]

{Beta just. Deadpanned there as they saw the whole thing unfold before them. They've seen Fruitcakes less fruity than this, and they haven't seen many. After an awkward silence, they made a noise mimicking a cough to catch the Ferryman's attention.}

... SO, WHEN SHOULD WE GET GOING?

[demonic-virtue]

-> "y-yes... get on the boat..." <-

~ *the ferryman is just so completely shell-shocked that his joke got him his first kiss ever- he has a thousand-yard stare now... after beta gets on the boat the ferryman rows away from the dock still in complete and utter Gay Shock* ~

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->

[blastergraft]

LIKE A GAME...

{Beta muttered under their breath. This place is quite interesting...}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the twists and turns of the forest seem to never end... and then they do. There's a river near the edge of the forest, with a small wooden dock with a red lantern with a bell on it and marigolds twisting around it. The demon lord looks a bit hesitant to ring the bell and waits to see if beta is ready* ~

[blastergraft]

{451 simply stood by the Demon Lord, seeming... Relatively fine with the circumstances. A moment of silence passes as the two wait before Beta decides to break some ice.}

... IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU AND THE FERRYMAN HAD SOMETHING OF A FRIENDSHIP BEFORE. IF I MAY BE CURIOUS, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord looks to the side and blushes a bit* ~

<- "You are correct, somewhat... I don't remember much from my childhood, I know we used to be friends but... We're supposed to be enemies now... but I guess he never got the memo, as they say..." ->

~ *he looks a bit guilty as he stares off into space, his face softening a bit into a fonder look before he shakes his head to try and push his "silly feelings" away* ~

<- "but enough of that... let us simply get this over with..." ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta nods and decides to respect the Demon Lord's boundaries to not have the topic pushed. They both have places to be, and there's no point in dwelling on what's passed...}

{Though, saying that now... That makes them quite a hypocrite, doesn't it?}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord sighs and hesitantly rings the bell, a thick mist setting in... a ferry comes to the dock, the ferryman looking a bit surprised to see the demon lord* ~

-> "I'd never think I'd see the day where you would ring that little bell..." <-

<- "Oh, be quiet. I am simply here to aid this robot into returning home and that is it." ->

~ *the demon lord doesn't quite notice it yet, but the ferryman's long, thin demon tail is wagging. Very hard. It is very clear that the ferryman is happy to see him.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta tries to ignore the absolutely Homosexual vibes in the air and shortly bows to the Ferryman in greeting.}

HELLO, SIR. I WOULD KINDLY LIKE TO BE TAKEN BACK TO MY HOMELAND.

[demonic-virtue]

-> "Ah, I assumed so, I had a drifter similar to you come along a few moons ago... though my services are not normally free if one had been completely transported to our lands, but I'm willing to make a compromise..." <-

~ *the demon lord sighs, trying to hide his own fluster* ~

<- "What sort of compromise, ferryman?" ->

-> "perhaps, a little kiss from you?~" <-

~ *it was very clear the ferryman was joking about the kiss from the demon lord- and then the demon lord grabbed his face and gently kissed him on the lips, sending a shockwave of happy chemicals through the ferryman's brain as he absolutely melted for the few seconds that they kissed. The demon lord then pulled away from the kiss and huffed, very clearly blushing.* ~

<- "there. Payment settled." ->

~ *the ferryman was completely and utterly stunned and his face was COVERED in blush, he was audibly purring and his tail wagged at incredibly fast speeds* ~

-> "...ah... uhm.... I s-suppose so..." <-

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->

[blastergraft]

LIKE A GAME...

{Beta muttered under their breath. This place is quite interesting...}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the twists and turns of the forest seem to never end... and then they do. There's a river near the edge of the forest, with a small wooden dock with a red lantern with a bell on it and marigolds twisting around it. The demon lord looks a bit hesitant to ring the bell and waits to see if beta is ready* ~

[blastergraft]

{451 simply stood by the Demon Lord, seeming... Relatively fine with the circumstances. A moment of silence passes as the two wait before Beta decides to break some ice.}

... IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU AND THE FERRYMAN HAD SOMETHING OF A FRIENDSHIP BEFORE. IF I MAY BE CURIOUS, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord looks to the side and blushes a bit* ~

<- "You are correct, somewhat... I don't remember much from my childhood, I know we used to be friends but... We're supposed to be enemies now... but I guess he never got the memo, as they say..." ->

~ *he looks a bit guilty as he stares off into space, his face softening a bit into a fonder look before he shakes his head to try and push his "silly feelings" away* ~

<- "but enough of that... let us simply get this over with..." ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta nods and decides to respect the Demon Lord's boundaries to not have the topic pushed. They both have places to be, and there's no point in dwelling on what's passed...}

{Though, saying that now... That makes them quite a hypocrite, doesn't it?}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord sighs and hesitantly rings the bell, a thick mist setting in... a ferry comes to the dock, the ferryman looking a bit surprised to see the demon lord* ~

-> "I'd never think I'd see the day where you would ring that little bell..." <-

<- "Oh, be quiet. I am simply here to aid this robot into returning home and that is it." ->

~ *the demon lord doesn't quite notice it yet, but the ferryman's long, thin demon tail is wagging. Very hard. It is very clear that the ferryman is happy to see him.* ~

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->

[blastergraft]

LIKE A GAME...

{Beta muttered under their breath. This place is quite interesting...}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the twists and turns of the forest seem to never end... and then they do. There's a river near the edge of the forest, with a small wooden dock with a red lantern with a bell on it and marigolds twisting around it. The demon lord looks a bit hesitant to ring the bell and waits to see if beta is ready* ~

[blastergraft]

{451 simply stood by the Demon Lord, seeming... Relatively fine with the circumstances. A moment of silence passes as the two wait before Beta decides to break some ice.}

... IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU AND THE FERRYMAN HAD SOMETHING OF A FRIENDSHIP BEFORE. IF I MAY BE CURIOUS, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord looks to the side and blushes a bit* ~

<- "You are correct, somewhat... I don't remember much from my childhood, I know we used to be friends but... We're supposed to be enemies now... but I guess he never got the memo, as they say..." ->

~ *he looks a bit guilty as he stares off into space, his face softening a bit into a fonder look before he shakes his head to try and push his "silly feelings" away* ~

<- "but enough of that... let us simply get this over with..." ->

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->

[blastergraft]

LIKE A GAME...

{Beta muttered under their breath. This place is quite interesting...}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the twists and turns of the forest seem to never end... and then they do. There's a river near the edge of the forest, with a small wooden dock with a red lantern with a bell on it and marigolds twisting around it. The demon lord looks a bit hesitant to ring the bell and waits to see if beta is ready* ~

[demonic-virtue]

{Just when the Betagraft turned the corner, they found themselves in a new and unfamiliar place that definitely was not Blackrock. They stood there, confused at their surroundings for a moment before realizing with a robotic sigh.}

{Tumblr. It was Tumblr shenanigans once again.}

(VIOLET VIOLENCE EVENT)

~ *The demon lord spit out his drink, why was there a robot here, how did it get here-* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft seemed just as confused as the Demon Lord as they stood there, staring at the man before speaking a bit confusedly.}

... GREETINGS. I BELIEVE I AM IN THE WRONG PLACE.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He dies inside a little as he was drinking from the most girly ass teacup imaginable with his pinkie out* ~

<- "Y-Yes, it seems as if thou hath... wandered into my palace during my tea time-" ->

[blastergraft]

{Beta will remember that.}

WELL, THAT IS QUITE A SLIP UP. I MEANT TO GET BACK TO MY HOME FACTION, BUT IT APPEARS THAT SOME... INTERESTING INTERFERENCES DECIDED TO PUT ME HERE INSTEAD.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *He grumbles, knowing it was probably that damn error-handler guy again.* ~

<- "I am... familiar with such interferences." ->

~ *he said that through gritted teeth.* ~

[blastergraft]

{The Betagraft lets out a soft hum from their internal systems.}

THEN YOU MIGHT KNOW HOW TO GET ME BACK THEN, YES? I HAVE A MISSION I MUST PURSUE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Yes, but unfortunately it means I'll have to talk with... Him...." ->

~ *that looks like a face of sourness slowly turning into fondness and then back to sourness when he realizes that his face is turning into one of fondness.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta sees the signs and decides not to make a comment. Not their circus, not their monkeys.}

ALRIGHT. WHO IS THIS "HIM" YOU'RE REFERRING TO?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "The ferryman... he's a retired death god, he may look kind but he is powerful enough that even the elder ones fear him... but, he's far more experienced than I with this sort of thing." ->

~ *he blushes a bit while speaking of the ferryman...* ~

<- "It is not safe to go alone, so I will come with thou. The twisted woods are unforgiving to those who do not know the way..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Somehow, Beta has an odd feeling about this situation, but they're not sure what. It's just that little tingle at the back of their head telling them that, like when one of their siblings was causing trouble.}

{... Their siblings......}

ALRIGHT, LET'S GO THEN.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *the demon lord got up and braced himself to prepare for speaking to the ferryman for the first time in gods-know-how-long.* ~

[blastergraft]

{Beta also figured they should make sure they're at least a bit presentable, checking over their plating and systems to make sure that they have no dents. This is a God they're about to meet, after all.}

[demonic-virtue]

~ *The demon lord sighed* ~

<- "If thou art prepared, then it is time we shall depart." ->

[blastergraft]

{The purple bot nodded in response, ready for whatever may come to it.}

YES. I AM PREPARED.

[demonic-virtue]

~ *and off they go!* ~

~ *the woods seem to twist, turn, and distort... The demon lord leads the robot along, making sure to not become lost...* ~

[blastergraft]

{Through the forest paths (or lack thereof), The robot follows the lord through this magic maze of trees and... Something else that the robot couldn't describe. After a silence, the robot asked a question.}

... EXACTLY WHERE HAVE I GONE? SINCE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT MY ORIGINAL UNIVERSE.

[demonic-virtue]

<- "I am... Not aware of the official designation our universe has quite yet..." ->

[blastergraft]

I SEE...

{Another small moment passes before the next question.}

THIS PLACE HAS... AN ODD FEEL TO IT, ONE THAT I AM PICKING UP AS A DISTURBANCE IN MY SYSTEMS. HOWEVER, WOULD I RIGHT TO ASSUME THIS IS NORMAL FOR THIS UNIVERSE?

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Correct, at least... for this place... this place archives the memories of the forgotten, thus the twists and turns. I have barely even seen a single one of those... vesselfolk survive here..." ->

[blastergraft]

'VESSELFOLK'?

{Beta asked curiously again.}

[demonic-virtue]

<- "Beings with no soul and no direction, they are controlled by beings beyond most's understandings, though I have heard that thorn in my side refer to those beings as... Players...." ->