Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v4]

[Earth Circa 2050]

"My own game? And what, do tell, do you think my game is?" the demon says, smiling. "I still have cards in my hand."



"This is just appearance, just as anything else. Behind all this ectoplasm, I am massless particles. I appear as this because it suits me. I am no more of a child than your ancestors." she answered.



"Your soul, in exchange for a bigger boom on the way out. With both our souls, I could increase the power of the explosion... You'd cease to exist as soon as I gain your soul, however. No consciousness, not anything. Any questions?" the demon asked.

"The fact that you became someone's dog rather than the other way around in your situation. You know I'm debating strongly helping you only out of pity" Vixen grins "I don't even need your pay."

"You want to help me? Kill Sylvie Fiato." the demon said bluntly.

[Kyoki Chudoku]

Aozora tilted her head. ”Ah...I see where you went wrong. You assumed that I was being suicidal. I’m afraid that’s not exactly right. I’m rather more...confident in my ability to survive even extreme situations. I’m not sure I even have a soul to give- some people would say I don’t, and others would say I give them souls, my life is complicated like that- but if I do, I’d rather keep it for myself. Sounds important, you know? After all, killing everyone is only satisfying if I’m still conscious while it’s happening.”

"You are sapient. You are a thinking being. Therefore, you are a soul. Maybe if you were a brain dead vegetable, I would believe you." she explains. "But very well... if you every change your mind, let me know."

OOC: These tropes are in play here regarding what she's talking about. Thought it would help.
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... eDifferent
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... eDifferent
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... eDifferent
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... SoulIsMine
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SoulEating
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... erThanDead

Aozora considered the situation. Much as she had boasted about souls, she knew better than to argue with a demonic entity over how that very entity’s abilities worked. ”I take your point. So, that’s how you operate? Fascinating. If only you’d beheld the Nightmare...ah, but those times have...passed. I’ll be sure to let you know if I ever want my death to be used to kill a bunch of people of your choosing.”

[Low bloods]

"The fact that you became someone's dog rather than the other way around in your situation. You know I'm debating strongly helping you only out of pity" Vixen grins "I don't even need your pay."

"You want to help me? Kill Sylvie Fiato." the demon said bluntly.

Vixen walks to the back and re returns shortly with bottle full of a pink liquid "Have her drink this, it's a mana enhancer, though not for human consumption mind you.
It has a blackberry taste to it from what I hear." Vixen nods "I'm not a hitman anymore, just a bartender so this is all I have to offer."

[Stellar Expedition]

"That's cold, bartender. Isn't this a kid we're talking about killing here?" whined Jakob, before taking a heavy hit of his vodka. "Damn..."

[Foxfound]

"You want to help me? Kill Sylvie Fiato." the demon said bluntly.

Vixen walks to the back and re returns shortly with bottle full of a pink liquid "Have her drink this, it's a mana enhancer, though not for human consumption mind you.
It has a blackberry taste to it from what I hear." Vixen nods "I'm not a hitman anymore, just a bartender so this is all I have to offer."

Bill was sitting at the bar, communicating with Mr. Mouffan via... sign language? Hm. Curious.

The green-haired man turned toward Vixen. "My old friend here doesn't have any strong convictions, but he's hinted to me that he might not appreciate you using the bar's stock to kill a child."

More sign language.

"Though he says he won't stop you. It's not his place."

[Low bloods]

"That's cold, bartender. Isn't this a kid we're talking about killing here?" whined Jakob, before taking a heavy hit of his vodka. "Damn..."

"Well I am an ice demon after all."

Vixen walks to the back and re returns shortly with bottle full of a pink liquid "Have her drink this, it's a mana enhancer, though not for human consumption mind you.
It has a blackberry taste to it from what I hear." Vixen nods "I'm not a hitman anymore, just a bartender so this is all I have to offer."

Bill was sitting at the bar, communicating with Mr. Mouffan via... sign language? Hm. Curious.

The green-haired man turned toward Vixen. "My old friend here doesn't have any strong convictions, but he's hinted to me that he might not appreciate you using the bar's stock to kill a child."

More sign language.

"Though he says he won't stop you. It's not his place."

"You can sign as well?" Vixen tilts his head and grins in a rather wicked manner. "Well if it is any of your concern, it isnt of the bars stock, it's of my own.
"I'd just rather it be a peaceful passage rather than some fool
talking the money and killing her in a more painful manner, and in a second sense I'm simply putting matters into her own hands, she want's someone dead but lacks the knowledge to do it herself. Odds wre she cant even use the potion in a manner.

[Earth Circa 2050]

"You are sapient. You are a thinking being. Therefore, you are a soul. Maybe if you were a brain dead vegetable, I would believe you." she explains. "But very well... if you every change your mind, let me know."

OOC: These tropes are in play here regarding what she's talking about. Thought it would help.
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... eDifferent
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... eDifferent
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... eDifferent
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... SoulIsMine
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SoulEating
https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ ... erThanDead

Aozora considered the situation. Much as she had boasted about souls, she knew better than to argue with a demonic entity over how that very entity’s abilities worked. ”I take your point. So, that’s how you operate? Fascinating. If only you’d beheld the Nightmare...ah, but those times have...passed. I’ll be sure to let you know if I ever want my death to be used to kill a bunch of people of your choosing.”

"I'm a soul, you're a soul, every thinking being is a soul. You just happen to have been born, and have a body made of flesh... where my body is an ectoplasmic projection, and I was not "born" as a mortal would understand it. We're different... but strip away the physical forms, and we'd be quite similar, regardless of origin. And thank you." the demon said.

"You want to help me? Kill Sylvie Fiato." the demon said bluntly.

Vixen walks to the back and re returns shortly with bottle full of a pink liquid "Have her drink this, it's a mana enhancer, though not for human consumption mind you.
It has a blackberry taste to it from what I hear." Vixen nods "I'm not a hitman anymore, just a bartender so this is all I have to offer."

"That's cold, bartender. Isn't this a kid we're talking about killing here?" whined Jakob, before taking a heavy hit of his vodka. "Damn..."

"Well I am an ice demon after all."

Bill was sitting at the bar, communicating with Mr. Mouffan via... sign language? Hm. Curious.

The green-haired man turned toward Vixen. "My old friend here doesn't have any strong convictions, but he's hinted to me that he might not appreciate you using the bar's stock to kill a child."

More sign language.

"Though he says he won't stop you. It's not his place."

"You can sign as well?" Vixen tilts his head and grins in a rather wicked manner. "Well if it is any of your concern, it isnt of the bars stock, it's of my own.
"I'd just rather it be a peaceful passage rather than some fool
talking the money and killing her in a more painful manner, and in a second sense I'm simply putting matters into her own hands, she want's someone dead but lacks the knowledge to do it herself. Odds wre she cant even use the potion in a manner.

"Well, now that I know it is not intended for human consumption, I am unable to give it to her directly. It isn't that I don't know how to kill humans. I've killed plenty of humans. I prefer doing so through thermobaric explosions, watching the hairless apes burn helplessly as their organs rupture and they asphyxiate to death, choking on the oxygen-deprived air as blood pools in their damaged lungs. It's one of my favorite spells, for crying out loud.

"The reason I haven't killed Sylvie yet isn't because I don't know how, it is because I am physically incapable of directly harming her, and in fact I am physically forced to protect her. I have tried explaining this, but your auditory senses seem to be quite selective. If you were to give it to her without letting me know in any way that you are doing that, it'd work... but now that I told you that, it likely would not work, because I would know what to look for, and the moment I recognized that you were doing so, I would be forced to do everything in my power to stop you. Look, barkeep, I was asking for a sniper for a reason. It is the most efficient means to bypass all the restrictions on what I can do and is likewise the least dangerous way to do so, both to myself and to the sniper. Or do you not understand what it means to not have a totality of free will?" the demon said, becoming increasingly annoyed.

[Stellar Expedition]

"Honey, you're about as hairless and ape-like as the rest of us, made of ectoplasm or not. You're quite literally taking on the form of a human-esque being, are you not?" retorted Noire.

[Earth Circa 2050]

"Honey, you're about as hairless and ape-like as the rest of us, made of ectoplasm or not. You're quite literally taking on the form of a human-esque being, are you not?" retorted Noire.

"Hmm..." the diminutive demon mused, picking at her sharp teeth with one of her claws, stroking one of her small, stubby horns with her other hand. She gave a sharp flap of her leathery wings, landing in one of the available chairs, clinging to the edge of it with her talon-feet. Her prehensile tail swayed back and forth, stinger and venom sac swinging. "Am I? Or am I taking on a sidhe-esque form, which predate humans? Maybe humans are taking on a mocking, sidhe-esque form, which they, ahem... ape rather poorly?"

OOC: Regardless of what my character may be expressing, I'm actually quite enjoying this. Thank you everyone. :3

[Low bloods]

Aozora considered the situation. Much as she had boasted about souls, she knew better than to argue with a demonic entity over how that very entity’s abilities worked. ”I take your point. So, that’s how you operate? Fascinating. If only you’d beheld the Nightmare...ah, but those times have...passed. I’ll be sure to let you know if I ever want my death to be used to kill a bunch of people of your choosing.”

"I'm a soul, you're a soul, every thinking being is a soul. You just happen to have been born, and have a body made of flesh... where my body is an ectoplasmic projection, and I was not "born" as a mortal would understand it. We're different... but strip away the physical forms, and we'd be quite similar, regardless of origin. And thank you." the demon said.

Vixen walks to the back and re returns shortly with bottle full of a pink liquid "Have her drink this, it's a mana enhancer, though not for human consumption mind you.
It has a blackberry taste to it from what I hear." Vixen nods "I'm not a hitman anymore, just a bartender so this is all I have to offer."

"Well I am an ice demon after all."

"You can sign as well?" Vixen tilts his head and grins in a rather wicked manner. "Well if it is any of your concern, it isnt of the bars stock, it's of my own.
"I'd just rather it be a peaceful passage rather than some fool
talking the money and killing her in a more painful manner, and in a second sense I'm simply putting matters into her own hands, she want's someone dead but lacks the knowledge to do it herself. Odds wre she cant even use the potion in a manner.

"Well, now that I know it is not intended for human consumption, I am unable to give it to her directly. It isn't that I don't know how to kill humans. I've killed plenty of humans. I prefer doing so through thermobaric explosions, watching the hairless apes burn helplessly as their organs rupture and they asphyxiate to death, choking on the oxygen-deprived air as blood pools in their damaged lungs. It's one of my favorite spells, for crying out loud.

"The reason I haven't killed Sylvie yet isn't because I don't know how, it is because I am physically incapable of directly harming her, and in fact I am physically forced to protect her. I have tried explaining this, but your auditory senses seem to be quite selective. If you were to give it to her without letting me know in any way that you are doing that, it'd work... but now that I told you that, it likely would not work, because I would know what to look for, and the moment I recognized that you were doing so, I would be forced to do everything in my power to stop you. Look, barkeep, I was asking for a sniper for a reason. It is the most efficient means to bypass all the restrictions on what I can do and is likewise the least dangerous way to do so, both to myself and to the sniper. Or do you not understand what it means to not have a totality of free will?" the demon said, becoming increasingly annoyed.

At this point he was laughing due to the fact that he called it. Well it's not entirely,
it can be consumed as it is a mana enhancer but there's a too little and a too much you see. And now you know, but you dont know enough to pinpoint the exact amount that is bad so you are now through the loop, you are welcome. So basically I'm giving you a medical energy drink for mages that's the gyst of the situation here. Take it or leave it."

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”Every thinking being a soul, you say? Fascinating. Tell me...what happens to the soul of a being who’s mind is so twisted, they barely have one of their own? A soul that can think, but only in terms another dictates? A life where one would gladly end themselves if another gave the order? Are these beings considered to have souls of their own? I’m quite...intrigued to know how this process operates.”

[Stellar Expedition]

"Honey, you're about as hairless and ape-like as the rest of us, made of ectoplasm or not. You're quite literally taking on the form of a human-esque being, are you not?" retorted Noire.

"Hmm..." the diminutive demon mused, picking at her sharp teeth with one of her claws, stroking one of her small, stubby horns with her other hand. She gave a sharp flap of her leathery wings, landing in one of the available chairs, clinging to the edge of it with her talon-feet. Her prehensile tail swayed back and forth, stinger and venom sac swinging. "Am I? Or am I taking on a sidhe-esque form, which predate humans? Maybe humans are taking on a mocking, sidhe-esque form, which they, ahem... ape rather poorly?"

OOC: Regardless of what my character may be expressing, I'm actually quite enjoying this. Thank you everyone. :3

"I've never heard of a sidhe. Pain, have you?" Noire turned to them.

Pain shook his head. "A race that does not and did not ever exist in Home Universe."

[The Federation of Spokane]

The Doors opened and entered a infamous outlaw... Tim Klaxon, Alias: Timmy the Mountie.
He sat down at the bar and spoke. “Two shots of Vodka with Ice and Chocolate please.”

[Earth Circa 2050]

”Every thinking being a soul, you say? Fascinating. Tell me...what happens to the soul of a being who’s mind is so twisted, they barely have one of their own? A soul that can think, but only in terms another dictates? A life where one would gladly end themselves if another gave the order? Are these beings considered to have souls of their own? I’m quite...intrigued to know how this process operates.”

"A soul thinks. Neither morality nor free will are factors there, indeed they do not even correlate to souls in any way." the demon explained.

"I'm a soul, you're a soul, every thinking being is a soul. You just happen to have been born, and have a body made of flesh... where my body is an ectoplasmic projection, and I was not "born" as a mortal would understand it. We're different... but strip away the physical forms, and we'd be quite similar, regardless of origin. And thank you." the demon said.





"Well, now that I know it is not intended for human consumption, I am unable to give it to her directly. It isn't that I don't know how to kill humans. I've killed plenty of humans. I prefer doing so through thermobaric explosions, watching the hairless apes burn helplessly as their organs rupture and they asphyxiate to death, choking on the oxygen-deprived air as blood pools in their damaged lungs. It's one of my favorite spells, for crying out loud.

"The reason I haven't killed Sylvie yet isn't because I don't know how, it is because I am physically incapable of directly harming her, and in fact I am physically forced to protect her. I have tried explaining this, but your auditory senses seem to be quite selective. If you were to give it to her without letting me know in any way that you are doing that, it'd work... but now that I told you that, it likely would not work, because I would know what to look for, and the moment I recognized that you were doing so, I would be forced to do everything in my power to stop you. Look, barkeep, I was asking for a sniper for a reason. It is the most efficient means to bypass all the restrictions on what I can do and is likewise the least dangerous way to do so, both to myself and to the sniper. Or do you not understand what it means to not have a totality of free will?" the demon said, becoming increasingly annoyed.

At this point he was laughing due to the fact that he called it. Well it's not entirely,
it can be consumed as it is a mana enhancer but there's a too little and a too much you see. And now you know, but you dont know enough to pinpoint the exact amount that is bad so you are now through the loop, you are welcome. So basically I'm giving you a medical energy drink for mages that's the gyst of the situation here. Take it or leave it."

"I see..." the demon said, pursing her lips, before grasping the beverage.

"Hmm..." the diminutive demon mused, picking at her sharp teeth with one of her claws, stroking one of her small, stubby horns with her other hand. She gave a sharp flap of her leathery wings, landing in one of the available chairs, clinging to the edge of it with her talon-feet. Her prehensile tail swayed back and forth, stinger and venom sac swinging. "Am I? Or am I taking on a sidhe-esque form, which predate humans? Maybe humans are taking on a mocking, sidhe-esque form, which they, ahem... ape rather poorly?"

OOC: Regardless of what my character may be expressing, I'm actually quite enjoying this. Thank you everyone. :3

"I've never heard of a sidhe. Pain, have you?" Noire turned to them.

Pain shook his head. "A race that does not and did not ever exist in Home Universe."

"A shame that you aren't familiar with them. Pity, really." the demon shook her head, trying to hold back laughter. "And I'm to guess that you haven't heard of the demon clans either? Or the psychopomps?"

[Kyoki Chudoku]

Aozora nodded her head. ”Ah, good to know. All those kids who died had souls the whole time. Some people get touchy over these things. I’ve never understood that. Why are people so afraid of suffering? Not their own suffering, that I get, but the suffering of others? I’ve always found it enjoyable to be honest. People are weird sometimes.”

[Mekishima]

Aozora nodded her head. ”Ah, good to know. All those kids who died had souls the whole time. Some people get touchy over these things. I’ve never understood that. Why are people so afraid of suffering? Not their own suffering, that I get, but the suffering of others? I’ve always found it enjoyable to be honest. People are weird sometimes.”

"Well, I guess some are born with compassion, and some aren't." Daito said as he sat down. "Though, if I may bring it up, even you have that compassion. After all, don't you have a hatred for 'defilers', if I recall?"

[Kyoki Chudoku]

Aozora tilted her head. ”Defilers...ah, yes...” She let out a burst of laughter. ”But, you know, that wasn’t born out of compassion. I didn’t care about them whatsoever at first. Not until one tried to defile me. It is a passionate hatred born out of my own suffering at their hands, nothing more.”

[Mekishima]

Aozora tilted her head. ”Defilers...ah, yes...” She let out a burst of laughter. ”But, you know, that wasn’t born out of compassion. I didn’t care about them whatsoever at first. Not until one tried to defile me. It is a passionate hatred born out of my own suffering at their hands, nothing more.”

"Taking your own tragedy and using it as a justification to target those who do the same onto others... an interesting mindset, indeed." Daito said. "Of course, no man is innocent. But let's stop it there before any judgements are made. May I ask what brings you here?"

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”Innocence stopped mattering to me a long time ago. As for why I’m here? Hmm...” Aozora stepped closer to Daito, examining her scythe. ”Where else do I have to go? My nation is in ruins. I have no path to any other world, save the one which wishes me destruction. I don’t blame them. I still hate them. So, here I am, at the centre of chaos, a world of paradoxes. It’s the only place, for now, that I can belong to. But it won’t be for long. That’s for sure.”

[Mekishima]

”Innocence stopped mattering to me a long time ago. As for why I’m here? Hmm...” Aozora stepped closer to Daito, examining her scythe. ”Where else do I have to go? My nation is in ruins. I have no path to any other world, save the one which wishes me destruction. I don’t blame them. I still hate them. So, here I am, at the centre of chaos, a world of paradoxes. It’s the only place, for now, that I can belong to. But it won’t be for long. That’s for sure.”

"Then what do you intend to do? Conquer one of your own?" Daito said, seemingly unintimidated by her. "Or perhaps you look for a place that will... accept a person such as yourself? Maybe even find an active opportunity that seizes advantage of your seemingly sociopathic measures?"

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”I’m going to try again, of course. I’m persistent like that. I’ve never been very good at being accepted. Probably has something to do with the whole murderous tendencies thing. Even if someone were to accept me, I’d probably just exploit them ahaha. That’s the thing with me. I always need to be in control of things. And the more control I have, the better. As a tyrant, I’m used to a certain degree of authority. Ah, but there’s so much more to it than just being tyrannical...you wouldn’t believe what I once was. What I will be once again, when I make it so...”

[Mekishima]

”I’m going to try again, of course. I’m persistent like that. I’ve never been very good at being accepted. Probably has something to do with the whole murderous tendencies thing. Even if someone were to accept me, I’d probably just exploit them, hahaha. That’s the thing with me. I always need to be in control of things. And the more control I have, the better. As a tyrant, I’m used to a certain degree of authority. Ah, but there’s so much more to it than just being tyrannical...you wouldn’t believe what I once was. What I will be once again, when I make it so...”

"Hmmm... interesting perspective. But what is your obsession with being in control of everything? Is it a distrust of your common man brought on by paranoia over years of people resisting your rule, or a fear of looking inferior in the eyes of many? In my experience, it had been both for my own Emperor... I had been very close to him as his personal guard. On the outside, he is a fearless and ruthless leader with a death wish and the combat skills of a warrior, but even he has his weaknesses deep down, and he knows this very well. He has not been one to deny his feelings to those he is close too. But on the other side of the coin, he is still distrustful enough to take his moments and give very little of himself before deciding friend and foe." Daito said as he looked at her with intrigue through his mask

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”It’s a desire to make things the way they should be. I found over time that, whenever I loosened my grip, disaster struck. So I tightened it instead. I made sure that any who opposed me fell. But I guess it’s more than that. You’ve heard of sadism, right? The joy some people find in the suffering of others? I have that. And I embrace it. I enjoy making others suffer. Should I be ashamed of that? No. Why should I? They deserve it. Why do they deserve it? Because I say they do. It’s that simple. People add so many needless complexities to their lives, moral dilemmas of what’s right and what’s wrong. I just take the direct path. What’s right is what I want to be right, and if anyone defies that, they die in agony. I don’t care what others think, not anymore. I’ve chosen to no longer delude myself into believing I’m anything less than I am- the Supreme Overlady of All Reality.”

[Mekishima]

”It’s a desire to make things the way they should be. I found over time that, whenever I loosened my grip, disaster struck. So I tightened it instead. I made sure that any who opposed me fell. But I guess it’s more than that. You’ve heard of sadism, right? The joy some people find in the suffering of others? I have that. And I embrace it. I enjoy making others suffer. Should I be ashamed of that? No. Why should I? They deserve it. Why do they deserve it? Because I say they do. It’s that simple. People add so many needless complexities to their lives, moral dilemmas of what’s right and what’s wrong. I just take the direct path. What’s right is what I want to be right, and if anyone defies that, they die in agony. I don’t care what others think, not anymore. I’ve chosen to no longer delude myself into believing I’m anything less than I am- the Supreme Overlady of All Reality.”

"Hmmm... well, I must say, trying to cause as little offense as possible... I have only met a few like you. I choose to be neutral, to not partake in any conflict that is not within my interest. And, not to worry for anyone, I am keeping to my promise. But, if it is alright with you, I must state the fact that to be a great leader, one must be humble and must control their emotions before their emotions control them. This passion is what lead to great disasters like Nazi Germany, the Spanish Empire and the Afrikaaners Ryk. Surely you must've heard of their deeds, correct?"

[Kyoki Chudoku]

”Never heard of Germany or the Spanish Empire. The Afrikaaners Ryk, though, I’ve heard of. Emotions...they’re powerful, aren’t they? Fear, terror, anger, fury, lust, envy, hatred, compassion, ecstasy, misery...they’re the driving force behind our every action. Some people think that suppressing them is a good thing. Those people are wrong. A leader can only be strong if they embrace their feelings and force the world to submit to them. My emotions do not control me, and neither do I control them. I am not separate from my emotions. I don’t want to be. They give me strength. And on that note...do you really expect someone with the title of Supreme Overlady of All Reality to care about humility?”

OOC: Got to sleep.