Jåxx, a demon with a peg leg and glowy yellow eyes, is on the floor of Gluttony, chugging from a massive keg.
*Perfect!*
The doors swing open as a massive shadow stretches across the floor, the lights flickering and going out as it gets close. It looks as though it were cast by some sort of enormous, heavily armed demon of some description, but when one follows the shadow with their eyes to its source, it's... not threatening at all.
A chubby, very fluffy, well-groomed, white-furred hellhound in a leather duster over what is clearly a deliberately undersized food delivery person's outfit. Patches on his black longcoat show the logos of various restaurants and delivery services. He looks embarrassed and moves his hands to pull his shadow back before it can strangle a drunk sinner. He wraps his shadow around himself, turning it into a suit that matches his duster, minus the logos.
"Sorry." He smiles. "Does that sometimes."
A crowd of demons turns to look for a moment, before going back to chanting, "CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"
After about a minute, the thin demon in the center drops his keg, which clangs emptily on the ground. The crowd cheers, before dispersing.
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"Hows the delivery business? You haven't stopped by my place in a while so I haven't been able to ask you?"
He sighs and passes a bottle. "It's been tough. People keep trying to stop me to get their orders free. I don't like violence, but sometimes I don't have a choice." Dizzy's shadow silently racks a shotgon.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Dizzy waves and walks forward, dodging people trying to trip him and ignoring the grumpy looks from the other patrons. "Hey, Spike!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A crowd of demons turns to look for a moment, before going back to chanting, "CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!"
After about a minute, the thin demon in the center drops his keg, which clangs emptily on the ground. The crowd cheers, before dispersing.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"Hi Dizzy. What's up?"
"I got the day off! Now I can hang out with you for a while!" He wraps Spike in a big, soft hug.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He gives an awkward look trying not to smile as he hugs him back
Dizzy lets go and sits down, stashing his cap in his shadow. "So, how about you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Not much, just getting drunk as usual."
Dizzy perks up a bit. "One glass less than last time, right?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Yessss. I did promise you."
"Great! Now to hold up my side of the agreement." He orders a bottle of fancy-looking booze and pours himself a glass.
"We drink together!" He says, raising his glass. He stops and tilts his head. "Unless you'd rather save it for later."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Nah, bottoms up!" He takes a swig with a little tail wag
Dizzy downs the whole glass, then moves on to the bottle. Then he orders another two.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*back*
"Hows the delivery business? You haven't stopped by my place in a while so I haven't been able to ask you?"
He sighs and passes a bottle. "It's been tough. People keep trying to stop me to get their orders free. I don't like violence, but sometimes I don't have a choice." Dizzy's shadow silently racks a shotgon.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'd be happy to come with you sometime, help ward off the creeps."
"Really? That means a lot, but I don't want you to get hurt. You're not as quick as I am."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Trust me, I know my way around enough to where I won't get hurt."
"I mean, if you're really sure..." He suddenly darts forth and plants a kiss on Spike's cheek before returning to his seat.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Gah! WHat was that for?!" he exclaims trying to sit on his wildly wagging tail