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genessia2017-10-13 10:29 pm
orlokbutterfly) wrote in genessia2017-10-13 10:29 pm
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Operation 21 | [Video]
[Gale had already been out when midnight hit, so he was quick to pick up on his transformation thanks to the casualty that was one of his shirts, which tore open at the seams thanks to the sudden appearance of his wings. At least his jacket was spared the same fate. It was certainly a feeling of deja vu when he'd looked in the mirror and saw the horns on his head, and honestly? It was a welcome change. He'd had so much fun last year with the whole 'incubus' thing as it was, so this time around should prove just as entertaining. And on his birthday, no less! He just had to make a hasty return back to his apartment to change into the proper attire again. He's glad that getting that leather outfit to match it last year wasn't a waste.
So when Gale comes on video later in the day, he's decked out in his outfit of black and purple leather and clearly seems to be in a good mood in some lively establishment. Luckily with the way the camera was turned, there was little evidence to show where he really was... Faye may have taken him out to the Glitter Palace. He'd been eager to check the place out when he'd overheard some people in Hangar Queen talking about it and some guy that supposedly worked there a while back. Yeah. He's at a strip club. Don't judge him.]
Well, isn't this certainly a fun surprise? Or at least, it is for me. I appreciate the birthday gift, Genessia, really.
[It sure beats something terrible happening, given the superstition of the whole "Friday the 13th." What nonsense. Let him have his birthday in peace.]
So, Nova City became one big ol' Monster Mash, huh? Now, since I've seen a couple of you so weirdly helpless about it, if you came out of the city with wings and horns, congratulations! You got one of the more interesting options in the creature roulette. Ladies, you're a succubus. Guys, you're an incubus. If you don't know what that means, well... how old are you? Twelve?
Kids, turn off your devices. Uncle Gale's about to get frisky.
[God help us all.]
[He claps his hands and has the biggest grin on his face. He loves being able to do this.]
If those terms I dropped mean nothing, then I'll put it bluntly: You're all sex demons! No, really. The whole "walking into dreams" thing and feeling up people being one of the best things right about now? It's 'cuz traditional -cubi creatures live and thrive on sex with their victims in their dreams. What they proceed to do with their victims afterward depends on the story, so your mileage may vary. I mean hell, some legends say the incubus and succubus are the same creature that just swaps genders depending on their victims.
Now before you get all squirmy and "le gasp! I can't do that to live for however long!" for whatever reason, you'll be happy to know that the powers that be in Genessia made this shit PG as hell, so just touching lets you drain energy instead of straight up banging people for it. So... be careful who you physically interact with. Don't tire them to the point of collapse. Seriously. Not cool. We get a bad enough rap as it is. And if this is anything like last year, then you'll be like this for a week and a half, so get comfortable, sweethearts.
[Really, he gets way too much enjoyment out of being able to relive this like last year. He kind of hopes it lasts longer than it did last time. He's already toying with the idea of messing with certain people in their dreams. Maybe he will, maybe he won't. Who knows.]
So then, maybe I'll see you all in your dreams.
[He winks at the feed and then takes a drink from a glass of wine that was sitting on the table in front of. Honestly, those poor unassuming transformees are distracting him from the show.]
That said, having wings again and the whole nonsense in Everglade is putting a few of my plans behind. I'd hoped for an October opening, but right now, I don't want the place getting eaten. Fixing that window was bad enough.
[He's still mad, Dracula.]
By the way, all you keep an eye open for the next newspaper and keep the 31st open. Just sayin'.
[His eyes are drawn away from the feed and to a particularly scantily clad lady passing by his table and he just casually turns off the feed.]
[Private Video - Sonico]
[Aaand a short while later, the feed turns back on for a special message to Sonico. He doesn't really know what's going on in Attleton, but given the sudden need of a curfew in Genessia City, giving her a certain something early is probably better than waiting until tomorrow. Early birthday presents are just as good as on the day, right?]
Hey, kid. Don't suppose I could swing by sometime later? I got somethin' to drop off to ya.
[On the inside he may be a bit paranoid, but he's thankful that the job was done on time. Guess that's the advantage of having blackmail on certain people in Hiltraud.]
So when Gale comes on video later in the day, he's decked out in his outfit of black and purple leather and clearly seems to be in a good mood in some lively establishment. Luckily with the way the camera was turned, there was little evidence to show where he really was... Faye may have taken him out to the Glitter Palace. He'd been eager to check the place out when he'd overheard some people in Hangar Queen talking about it and some guy that supposedly worked there a while back. Yeah. He's at a strip club. Don't judge him.]
Well, isn't this certainly a fun surprise? Or at least, it is for me. I appreciate the birthday gift, Genessia, really.
[It sure beats something terrible happening, given the superstition of the whole "Friday the 13th." What nonsense. Let him have his birthday in peace.]
So, Nova City became one big ol' Monster Mash, huh? Now, since I've seen a couple of you so weirdly helpless about it, if you came out of the city with wings and horns, congratulations! You got one of the more interesting options in the creature roulette. Ladies, you're a succubus. Guys, you're an incubus. If you don't know what that means, well... how old are you? Twelve?
Kids, turn off your devices. Uncle Gale's about to get frisky.
[God help us all.]
[He claps his hands and has the biggest grin on his face. He loves being able to do this.]
If those terms I dropped mean nothing, then I'll put it bluntly: You're all sex demons! No, really. The whole "walking into dreams" thing and feeling up people being one of the best things right about now? It's 'cuz traditional -cubi creatures live and thrive on sex with their victims in their dreams. What they proceed to do with their victims afterward depends on the story, so your mileage may vary. I mean hell, some legends say the incubus and succubus are the same creature that just swaps genders depending on their victims.
Now before you get all squirmy and "le gasp! I can't do that to live for however long!" for whatever reason, you'll be happy to know that the powers that be in Genessia made this shit PG as hell, so just touching lets you drain energy instead of straight up banging people for it. So... be careful who you physically interact with. Don't tire them to the point of collapse. Seriously. Not cool. We get a bad enough rap as it is. And if this is anything like last year, then you'll be like this for a week and a half, so get comfortable, sweethearts.
[Really, he gets way too much enjoyment out of being able to relive this like last year. He kind of hopes it lasts longer than it did last time. He's already toying with the idea of messing with certain people in their dreams. Maybe he will, maybe he won't. Who knows.]
So then, maybe I'll see you all in your dreams.
[He winks at the feed and then takes a drink from a glass of wine that was sitting on the table in front of. Honestly, those poor unassuming transformees are distracting him from the show.]
That said, having wings again and the whole nonsense in Everglade is putting a few of my plans behind. I'd hoped for an October opening, but right now, I don't want the place getting eaten. Fixing that window was bad enough.
[He's still mad, Dracula.]
By the way, all you keep an eye open for the next newspaper and keep the 31st open. Just sayin'.
[His eyes are drawn away from the feed and to a particularly scantily clad lady passing by his table and he just casually turns off the feed.]
[Private Video - Sonico]
[Aaand a short while later, the feed turns back on for a special message to Sonico. He doesn't really know what's going on in Attleton, but given the sudden need of a curfew in Genessia City, giving her a certain something early is probably better than waiting until tomorrow. Early birthday presents are just as good as on the day, right?]
Hey, kid. Don't suppose I could swing by sometime later? I got somethin' to drop off to ya.
[On the inside he may be a bit paranoid, but he's thankful that the job was done on time. Guess that's the advantage of having blackmail on certain people in Hiltraud.]
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