Ninth invocation; video

[betel_geuse]

Betelgeuse floated above a bed. He didn't know who owned the bed, but he was borrowing it for a bit. He tended to switch which house he was haunting, whenever he got bored. A big danmaku event was coming up, but it was taking time. Idly, he flipped through the videophone, reading and playing people's messages and randomly throwing out comments. After a while, he began his own video.

"YO, GENESSIA...and well, the other places, too. How are you babes and fellas getting on? Gotta admit, your resident Ghost with the Most is a tad bit bored. NOW. I could just come up with some brilliant scheme to prank you all, because honestly, you need some shaking up. I've been listening in on some of your messages on this thing, which is the best gossip hotline I've ever seen, I gotta say.

Where was I?

Ah, yeah, yeah, anyways, it's just too damn quiet, know what I mean? SO, instead of pranking you, I'll give you a chance to distract me. I don't care how. JUST MAKE SOME DAMN NOISE ALREADY!"

Comments

[youfool]

"Goodness, a bit longer than four score and seven! It must be difficult, running a race that long." He referred to the Paulian quote about a life well lived. Hopefully the dead got some leniency in Geuseland.

Ted was getting excited as Danmaku was elaborated on. A bunch of objects he could most definitely gather. And then he used the "m" word, and was chilled. The disappointment was visible on his face.

"Oh. Well, I would like to attend that, certainly." It wouldn't be immoral to merely watch magic at work, would it? No, definitely not. The knights were fine with Merlin, weren't they? And in Genessia, maybe the rules were different...ugh, best not to chance it.

[betel_geuse]

Betelgeuse wasn't as familiar with his Bible as he ought to be, but he vaguely recalled the reference. He shrugged.

"A bit, yeah. Whether it's difficult, well, it depends on what living folk come around. Some ghosts get left completely alone. Some get exorcised," Betelgeuse said, the last bit in an unusually somber tone.

He noted Ted's reaction and frowned.

"What's the matter? You look like you got doused with ice water. Look, if you can't do magic yourself, we're working to find ways around that...like letting you borrow magic, maybe."

[youfool]

That certainly added a new dimension to the trials and tribulations of one's time on earth. Ted couldn't honestly say whether it were easier to live righteously alive or dead, if the notion made sense at all. Betelgeuse seemed chipper enough, so there's that. And it was lucky for Ted that he didn't know the Bible too well, else he would've been rebuked for mixing Psalms with the Gettysburg Address.

"Your position's well-merited; already you're seeking alternatives to a potential customer." Borrowing magic was a new one for him, but the rules were the rules, and he flaunted them at his peril. "Nonetheless, I look forward to that demonstration of yours. It ought to be a site to put my antics to shame."

[betel_geuse]

"I sure hope so," Betelgeuse agreed. "The secret to good business is being able to adapt to the consumer's needs."

[youfool]

"Heh, I hope mine can be satisfied, somehow. Goodbye Ghost, I'll be looking forward to it." Ted waved, and prayed he wouldn't be on the receiving end to anymore spectral shenanigans.

[betel_geuse]

"Sure, sure. Be seeing ya, buddy," Betelgeuse said, waving back, lazily. "Just keep an eye out for the demonstration. It'll be a blast!"