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(This is just an RP blog for the FUCS group lmao :))

[the-prince-offical]

Turns out most people don't like when you kick them in the stomach. Curious, but understandable. I thought they were meant to be tougher than that though with the way they talk I cannot lie

This is just an RP blog for the FUCS group lol, but feel free to follow if you're interested!

This guy is my favourite OC and because I cannot keep him out of anything I do ever, I just HAD to make an offical to RP as him.

I've had this dude for like 7 years now so he is very special to me lmao :)

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[the-prince-offical]

(We can say this before she was kidnapped)

*She’s collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*

He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius

He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*

Oh- apologies, I didn’t see you down there

*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*

Ugh…humans just throw anything in the trash now…

[the-prince-offical]

He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture

Yyyeahh... Something like that

He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She steps out, engulfing in white flames for a moment, incinerating the bacteria.*

Not my most prideful find…

*She picks up the dead rat, inspecting it*

Ooh, look. Extra teeth.

*She extends the rat to him*

[the-prince-offical]

He leans back, baring his teeth for a moment before subtly forcing it into a smile, looking up at octavius

I'd rather not touch that thing, actually.

He steps back slightly, putting his arms behind his back

... Uh, what are you?

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She steps forward, grinning back*

What? It’s only a little rodent. See?

*She uses a thumb to wave it’s paw*

He’s saying hello! Very friendly…

*Sighing, she places the rodent in the pocket of her satchel*

I’m a demon. Rawr. Fear me.

*She takes note of his similarly blackened eyes and ghastly pale skin*

I take it you’re not entirely normal either, hm?

[the-prince-offical]

He lets out a hiss of protest, glaring at the rat. His face returns to a neutral expression as he looks back up at Tav when she puts it away

I figured you'd be something else. Your smell is familiar, though. You've been somewhere I've been. But you don't smell human. Much less look it.

He stares her in the eye, not having blinked the entire time

You could say that.

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

Well, yeah, I’m some sort of mix. Celestial, to be precise. Not quite compatible with the demonic side, alas…

*She points to her blackened veins*

Nice catch, most think I’m some imp commoner. They truly must visit Inferno more often…

*She looks back up, then around again, glancing to her satchel*

I’m probably taking up your time, aren’t I? I talk quite a bit, though I cannot really stop when the conversation’s started—

[the-prince-offical]

Yes, you are actually. Goodbye.

He continues to hold his hands behind his back uncomfortably, but as he takes a step to begin walking away, he enters a lighter area that illuminates a rather large amount of blood on the bottom of his pant-legs and boots

[the-prince-offical]

(We can say this before she was kidnapped)

*She’s collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*

He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius

He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*

Oh- apologies, I didn’t see you down there

*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*

Ugh…humans just throw anything in the trash now…

[the-prince-offical]

He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture

Yyyeahh... Something like that

He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She steps out, engulfing in white flames for a moment, incinerating the bacteria.*

Not my most prideful find…

*She picks up the dead rat, inspecting it*

Ooh, look. Extra teeth.

*She extends the rat to him*

[the-prince-offical]

He leans back, baring his teeth for a moment before subtly forcing it into a smile, looking up at octavius

I'd rather not touch that thing, actually.

He steps back slightly, putting his arms behind his back

... Uh, what are you?

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She steps forward, grinning back*

What? It’s only a little rodent. See?

*She uses a thumb to wave it’s paw*

He’s saying hello! Very friendly…

*Sighing, she places the rodent in the pocket of her satchel*

I’m a demon. Rawr. Fear me.

*She takes note of his similarly blackened eyes and ghastly pale skin*

I take it you’re not entirely normal either, hm?

[the-prince-offical]

He lets out a hiss of protest, glaring at the rat. His face returns to a neutral expression as he looks back up at Tav when she puts it away

I figured you'd be something else. Your smell is familiar, though. You've been somewhere I've been. But you don't smell human. Much less look it.

He stares her in the eye, not having blinked the entire time

You could say that.

[the-prince-offical]

(We can say this before she was kidnapped)

*She’s collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*

He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius

He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*

Oh- apologies, I didn’t see you down there

*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*

Ugh…humans just throw anything in the trash now…

[the-prince-offical]

He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture

Yyyeahh... Something like that

He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She steps out, engulfing in white flames for a moment, incinerating the bacteria.*

Not my most prideful find…

*She picks up the dead rat, inspecting it*

Ooh, look. Extra teeth.

*She extends the rat to him*

[the-prince-offical]

He leans back, baring his teeth for a moment before subtly forcing it into a smile, looking up at octavius

I'd rather not touch that thing, actually.

He steps back slightly, putting his arms behind his back

... Uh, what are you?

[the-prince-offical]

(We can say this before she was kidnapped)

*She’s collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*

He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius

He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself

[obsesseddemonlord-offical]

*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*

Oh- apologies, I didn’t see you down there

*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*

Ugh…humans just throw anything in the trash now…

[the-prince-offical]

He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture

Yyyeahh... Something like that

He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat

[the-prince-offical]

(We can say this before she was kidnapped)

*She’s collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*

He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius

He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

*drily*

I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.

[the-prince-offical]

He nods

I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me

[supervillain-offical]

*snaps*

Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!

*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*

It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.

*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*

[the-prince-offical]

He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before

I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.

And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.

[the-prince-offical]

Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...

He laughs, relaxing again a little

[supervillain-offical]

Ah. Yeah. That'd do it.

Ironically, I was in the building I first burnt down as well...

I...I take it you're immortal if you survived, or no?

[the-prince-offical]

Nnnope. Just very lucky. Got trapped under some rubble, but my... "Friend" Found me and I mostly just got out of it all with a bad back. I was meant to run straight out before it collapsed but I got caught up.

Are you uh, immortal? I've heard chatter around but I don't exactly know the details

[supervillain-offical]

*raises eyebrows*

Oh you're not? Huh. I see...

Yeah, I am. But I wasn't always-or-well-I guess I was, most of the time? I just didn't realize it.

[the-prince-offical]

I take it you're not fully uh.. "human", then?

He sits on the bench and crosses his legs, still looking at Savi unblinkingly

[supervillain-offical]

*looks at Ahchah for a moment, then back at his invention*

That would be an accurate assumption.

[the-prince-offical]

Good to know.

He stands up

Well, I'm sure I've wasted enough of your time already. Good luck with your... Inventing things, and whatnot.

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

*drily*

I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.

[the-prince-offical]

He nods

I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me

[supervillain-offical]

*snaps*

Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!

*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*

It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.

*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*

[the-prince-offical]

He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before

I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.

And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.

[the-prince-offical]

Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...

He laughs, relaxing again a little

[supervillain-offical]

Ah. Yeah. That'd do it.

Ironically, I was in the building I first burnt down as well...

I...I take it you're immortal if you survived, or no?

[the-prince-offical]

Nnnope. Just very lucky. Got trapped under some rubble, but my... "Friend" Found me and I mostly just got out of it all with a bad back. I was meant to run straight out before it collapsed but I got caught up.

Are you uh, immortal? I've heard chatter around but I don't exactly know the details

[supervillain-offical]

*raises eyebrows*

Oh you're not? Huh. I see...

Yeah, I am. But I wasn't always-or-well-I guess I was, most of the time? I just didn't realize it.

[the-prince-offical]

I take it you're not fully uh.. "human", then?

He sits on the bench and crosses his legs, still looking at Savi unblinkingly

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

*drily*

I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.

[the-prince-offical]

He nods

I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me

[supervillain-offical]

*snaps*

Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!

*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*

It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.

*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*

[the-prince-offical]

He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before

I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.

And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.

[the-prince-offical]

Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...

He laughs, relaxing again a little

[supervillain-offical]

Ah. Yeah. That'd do it.

Ironically, I was in the building I first burnt down as well...

I...I take it you're immortal if you survived, or no?

[the-prince-offical]

Nnnope. Just very lucky. Got trapped under some rubble, but my... "Friend" Found me and I mostly just got out of it all with a bad back. I was meant to run straight out before it collapsed but I got caught up.

Are you uh, immortal? I've heard chatter around but I don't exactly know the details

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

*drily*

I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.

[the-prince-offical]

He nods

I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me

[supervillain-offical]

*snaps*

Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!

*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*

It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.

*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*

[the-prince-offical]

He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before

I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.

And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.

[the-prince-offical]

Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...

He laughs, relaxing again a little

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

*drily*

I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.

[the-prince-offical]

He nods

I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me

[supervillain-offical]

*snaps*

Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!

*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*

It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.

*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*

[the-prince-offical]

He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before

I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

*drily*

I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.

[the-prince-offical]

He nods

I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

*shrugs*

Fair enough, I’m not judging.

[the-prince-offical]

I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

*looks up again*

Mm, kinda is.

[the-prince-offical]

Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.

He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

*raises an eyebrow*

Why did your brother throw you out of a window?

[the-prince-offical]

That's not important.

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?

[supervillain-offical]

Just one, and just one is fucking enough!

[the-prince-offical]

That's fair enough.

He laughs and then thinks for a moment

Once I got blamed for breaking a window.

...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.

[supervillain-offical]

Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things

Soooo... Supervillain, was it?

— @the-prince-offical

*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...

How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?

[the-prince-offical]

No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.

Turns to face him

I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means

He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall

[supervillain-offical]

*raising an eyebrow* Alright...

Apology accepted then.

[the-prince-offical]

Great!

He claps his hands together

Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?

[supervillain-offical]

It. It is a lair. You know, because I’m a supervillain and all.

*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*

[the-prince-offical]

Right, right.

He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity

What's that?

[supervillain-offical]

*blinks and looks up*

It’s…an invention.

[the-prince-offical]

His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue

Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?

[supervillain-offical]

*takes a breath*

It turns people into animals. And vice versa. I’m trying to figure out how I made it…

[the-prince-offical]

His eyes light up

Oooooo......

Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someone— or, well, something— that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?

[supervillain-offical]

No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldn’t be magic. The problem is simply that I can’t remember making it.

[the-prince-offical]

Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?

He tilts his head to one side

[supervillain-offical]

Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in a…weird space then. So I’m trying to remember how.

[the-prince-offical]

Hm. Fair enough

Shrug

So... what's your story?

[supervillain-offical]

What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?

You don’t want to know.

[the-prince-offical]

I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...

[supervillain-offical]

*curtly*

Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isn’t something I share.

And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you don’t want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. That’s all I’ll give you.

*fidgets with the invention a bit more*

[the-prince-offical]

You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return

He tilts his head to the other side, smiling

[supervillain-offical]

*looks back up narrows his eyes*

We’ll see about that last part.

But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I can’t entirely remember how I did it.

*grins*

You know, being a burger and all.

*goes back to tinkering*

[the-prince-offical]

He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused

So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?