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Post by Doctor Facilier on Nov 14, 2019 19:44:03 GMT
Dr Facilier smiled pleasantly at Ratigan seemingly pleased with the rat. It would be helpful to him to keep someone like him around. After all a rat in a restaurant was enough to ruin a well known reputation. And being flattered was something that he enjoyed now...
Then his smile dropped.
Tardy? Bronze Medal? If Dr Facilier hated something so much it was being mocked. He had been mocked enough his entire life. Rich people that so much as gave you only a glance of unworthiness, his own parents who mocked that he would amount to nothing... even his own teacher who kept mocking that the easy path would amount to nothing. Well, wasn't he one of the five now? Didn't he deserve some recognition.
He narrowed his eyes as he stared at the Horned King regarding the lich as nothing more than a sickly green corpse in a potato sack as he tapped his cane only on the ground as his shadow behind him grew in size as it leered as well to the Horned King. Both shadow and man agreed... they wouldn't be mocked ever again.
"A friendly word of advice... don't you disrespect me." he told the Horned King as he pointed at him. "Even the bronze medal means I finished before you."
He hissed those last words out with a particular venom as he wanted to make quite clear who it was who stood above the king now. And he wasn't afraid to use his powers of the five to correct this lich's views on him.
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Post by Professor Ratigan on Nov 14, 2019 20:20:03 GMT
The man soon stared at King Candy for a bit clearly surprised by the approach as he was clearly looking around for a map. "I'm sure there should be some around here." Scar made his reply to the King as he was soon seeing the sorcerer again, surprised that he was approaching him again. "And you must be?" Scar asked the sorcerer as he had no clue what to do, as he just wanted to get back to reading, and needed a alias as he met Mozenrath before. Once again, Ratigan was hit with a sense of familiarity from the man. Which was odd. He knew he had never met him before, but the hair color. And his voice. And he knew he had seen a scar like that before… …Wait. Could it be? Was it Scar? All the different elements added up. And after all, if a rat could grow bigger, why couldn't a lion turn into a man? It was too early to tell right now though. He would need to investigate. Carefully, he sneaked towards the man, listening in on his talk with Mozenrath. (OOC: I'm guess that human Scar has the same color hair, as he did when he was a lion. Don't know if it was confirmed or not, but it feels right. |
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Post by Scar on Nov 14, 2019 20:27:33 GMT
The man soon stared at King Candy for a bit clearly surprised by the approach as he was clearly looking around for a map. "I'm sure there should be some around here." Scar made his reply to the King as he was soon seeing the sorcerer again, surprised that he was approaching him again. "And you must be?" Scar asked the sorcerer as he had no clue what to do, as he just wanted to get back to reading, and needed a alias as he met Mozenrath before. Once again, Ratigan was hit with a sense of familiarity from the man. Which was odd. He knew he had never met him before, but the hair color. And his voice. And he knew he had seen a scar like that before… …Wait. Could it be? Was it Scar? All the different elements added up. And after all, if a rat could grow bigger, why couldn't a lion turn into a man? It was too early to tell right now though. He would need to investigate. Carefully, he sneaked towards the man, listening in on his talk with Mozenrath. (OOC: I'm guess that human Scar has the same color hair, as he did when he was a lion. Don't know if it was confirmed or not, but it feels right. (OOC: Of course. He didnt really change much minus the clothes.) |
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Post by Mozenrath on Nov 15, 2019 2:01:55 GMT
Mozenrath was awestruck. This man...who he'd never seen before...was one of the most beautiful he'd ever laid eyes on. The tone of his skin, the length of his hair, even the little scar over one eye... Well, well. Ever since we met...He stepped up behind the scarred man, waiting for an opportunity to break into the conversation between him and Candy. Oh, Ahriman, he had never flirted with anyone before. But how hard could it be? You want someone, you make them yours. Like everything else in life. That was how it worked, right? (OOC: Oh my god, are we actually doing this? This is going to be something XD ) [OOC: I'M having Moz be infatuated until he realizes that this is the whiny lion he met earlier. How Dorn has Scar respond is up to him. And once Moz figures out his identity, the illusion will be SHATTERED. Not because he's a lion, but because he's THAT SPECIFIC GUY.] |
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Post by Mozenrath on Nov 15, 2019 2:03:45 GMT
The man soon stared at King Candy for a bit clearly surprised by the approach as he was clearly looking around for a map. "I'm sure there should be some around here." Scar made his reply to the King as he was soon seeing the sorcerer again, surprised that he was approaching him again. "And you must be?" Scar asked the sorcerer as he had no clue what to do, as he just wanted to get back to reading, and needed a alias as he met Mozenrath before. "Why, me?" Mozenrath gestured to himself. "I am Mozenrath. Lord of the Black Sands. Herald of Hades. And a myriad of other accomplishments at that. I would say I'm one of the more impressive people here. But enough about me! Oh, who am I kidding? It's never enough about me. All the same...I want to know about YOU." Though it was bothering him that this man's voice sounded rather...familiar. |
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Post by Scar on Nov 15, 2019 4:25:35 GMT
The man soon stared at King Candy for a bit clearly surprised by the approach as he was clearly looking around for a map. "I'm sure there should be some around here." Scar made his reply to the King as he was soon seeing the sorcerer again, surprised that he was approaching him again. "And you must be?" Scar asked the sorcerer as he had no clue what to do, as he just wanted to get back to reading, and needed a alias as he met Mozenrath before. "Why, me?" Mozenrath gestured to himself. "I am Mozenrath. Lord of the Black Sands. Herald of Hades. And a myriad of other accomplishments at that. I would say I'm one of the more impressive people here. But enough about me! Oh, who am I kidding? It's never enough about me. All the same...I want to know about YOU." Though it was bothering him that this man's voice sounded rather...familiar. "Right... Right... I must say, while I do appreciate the attention, I must... continue to read as the good doctor wants me to learn." Scar told him as he wasnt too interested in Mozenrath, not to mention he clearly didnt want to fuel any potential flames due to the fact that he was the most uninteresting one according to the sorcerer back at the gardens. |
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Post by Mozenrath on Nov 15, 2019 6:54:39 GMT
"Well, then, by all means," Mozenrath said, unable to keep the annoyed edge out of his voice. "Don't let me keep you."
This really wasn't supposed to be how it worked, was it?
But there were ways around rejection, if you were unscrupulous enough. Perhaps a little kidnapping, or an infatuation spell...a whole host of things was possible.
Mozenrath then decided he needed to turn his attention to whoever this "good doctor" was. "So," he began, "you have some kind of agenda too, involving our...handsome friend. I can't help but wonder just what that might - "
He got his first good look, his first really good look, at Facilier.
Oh, dear.
He was pretty, too.
"...your...plan...is," Mozenrath finished, completely forgetting that that didn't match at all how he'd started the sentence.
(Was he just used to the Seven Deserts being full of unattractive people and/or active threats to his cause? Or was Maleficent a magnet for these beautiful men?)
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Post by King Candy on Nov 15, 2019 18:06:47 GMT
As Scar was having a conversation with Mozenrath, King Candy continued his search for a map. After half an hour of searching, he finally found one in the back of the library. He took it and studied it. It looked like a map of this castle.
(OOC: Are the rooms documented on this map? Or do the villains have to make notes themselves?)
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Post by The Horned King on Nov 15, 2019 18:32:34 GMT
The Horned King sneered. Even with his status as a member of the Five and the dark powers festering within, neither the man nor his enlarged, gangly shadow frightened the lich. Was it possible he was underestimating the voodoo doctor? Doubtful... but unfortunately not doubtful enough. Maleficent's prior use of her powers and Mozenrath's warning about their residence in the topmost tower were, unfortunately, clear indicators that while they were all on the same side, it was clear their masters held far more power... and were not above letting their new allies go without a second thought.
It did not help matters in how meticulously polite Ratigan and easily smitten Mozenrath were towards both Facilier and the newcomer. For ones so charismatic and supposedly crafty, they were far too quick in bending a knee to whomever so crossed their passed. The king was no fool, however - it was easier to approach and discuss matters with a similar sounding, dapper gentleman than a rotting corpse, and the lich was not offended. That would mean he'd have to brought down to the pettiness of mortals and actually care.
Loathsome though it may be, however, his associates DID care, leaving the Horned King vastly outnumbered against the uncertain possibilities of Facilier brought with his anger. And the last thing he needed was Faciliar to bring it up to Maleficent and end the Horned King's conquest before it even began.
With irritable glare at the others, the king relented. "...I have seemed to have spoken out of line... forgive a dead man, if you can. The... recent excitement has yet to die down in full, and neither have the tempers some of us still have."
And mine will never subside if I must continue groveling like a feeble peasant. The Horned King brooded to himself.
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Post by Doctor Facilier on Nov 15, 2019 20:32:05 GMT
"An oversight..." Facilier only remarked to the Horned King. Even now he was someone he deemed to be trouble. True, even with his new power he still had to admit the lich was powerful. For a skeleton at least...
"Well, I can live with that." Facilier finally remarked. He wasn't going to let him off the hook though. Mentally he made a note that if they would consider whatever this lich concocted he would veto the chance... Or take whatever he desired.
Just as he planned with all the rest of them.
Now however he turned to Mozenrath... The boy seemed to be familiar to him but he had to remember again. Given the amount of crazy things he had seen already...
"Wait... You're Hades kid right?" he asked as it got him on his toes. The last thing he needed was to cross Hades. Even so, it had something fun to it to pursue.
And he was handsome. Well... It wouldn't hurt to know a bit more about him.
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Post by Mozenrath on Nov 16, 2019 1:10:05 GMT
Now however he turned to Mozenrath... The boy seemed to be familiar to him but he had to remember again. Given the amount of crazy things he had seen already... "Wait... You're Hades kid right?" he asked as it got him on his toes. The last thing he needed was to cross Hades. Even so, it had something fun to it to pursue. And he was handsome. Well... It wouldn't hurt to know a bit more about him. "I'm not his SON," Mozenrath spat. "I'm his HERALD. Just an incredibly lofty position that most people here would only hope to attain. And you?" |
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Post by Doctor Facilier on Nov 16, 2019 7:42:15 GMT
"Ah my mistake." he quickly told the boy. The last thing he wanted to was upsetting him as he still was rather curious on him. And being his herald opened up pursuing a relation.
"I'm Dr Facilier, the shadowman and one of the Five. How you doing?" he told him with a smile letting him know well enough there was interest to know more about him.
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Post by Mozenrath on Nov 16, 2019 23:38:36 GMT
Well, that was a winning smile if Mozenrath ever saw one. (Not as lovely as his own smirk, but still...)
"I'd have to say I'm just about on top of the world," he replied. "Though not as much as you. So you're the infamous Dr. Facilier? You know, your story always had interested me. You weren't born into fairy powers or married into a royal court. You started from the absolute bottom and crawled your way up, toying with forces that nearly tore you apart in the process..."
He held up the gauntlet, the back of its hand to Facilier. "Let's just say I find that...relatable. Now, how ARE you doing? Loving cosmic superiority and all that comes with it?"
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Post by Doctor Facilier on Nov 17, 2019 12:06:32 GMT
He was quite impressed. Not only did he have someone that knew about him or knew his story but also was impressed by him. Well, at least slightly.
The doctor gave a nod as he smiled looking at his gauntlet with a slight worry. If what Mozenrath said was true he would want to help. No strings attached, small guys needed to dream big and get their strings cut loose.
"Well, it has allowed me to dream big, getting several schemes and allowing me to subjugate my Friends." he explained as he smiled as he twirled his cane in his hand.
"Right now, my new friend and me have been plotting a good little revenge scheme. Just a bit of teaching him to run a kingdom."
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Post by Professor Ratigan on Nov 17, 2019 12:33:10 GMT
It had seemed that mostly everyone, had chosen to ignore Ratigan for the time being, as they moved onto talking to each other and doing their own thing. Which, in a way was for the better. Best not, to draw attention to himself for the time being. Though, with his investigations, he was more than positive that the man was Scar. All the similarities with his appearance, his attitude and even his investigations, no doubt in order to familiarize himself with his new body, all pointed to him being the lion from before. No doubt, he had made a deal with this Witch Doctor, hence why they were working so closely together. Despite the temptation, he refrained from confronting his partner, out of fear for his consequences.
Still, since no one seemed to be interested in striking a conversation, he had little reason to be here. Maybe it was time to move on, with the task he had agreed with Varian. He was still lacking in height, but he was sure he could manage, with the right help in mind. "Well, this has been fun, but I believe it's time for me, to take my leave. Unless, anyone else would like to strike a conversation?"
(I'm leaving it open for now, if anyone wants to have a chat with Ratigan, before he heads out to the storage.)
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