Prologue

[faentasy]

PROLOGUE

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The clink of glasses, the clatter of utensils upon plates and the soft murmur of conversation flows smoothly in the warmly lit dining hall. It's a dinner party, a rather vivacious one at that, with the food flowing freely. Savory and sweet, regional specialties, refined and rustic, there's something for everyone. Omurice, chiffon cake, kimchi, sizzling porterhouse steaks—it might be more apt to call it a buffet than anything else.

Do buffets usually serve such a unique smorgasbord of food? And actually, weren't you doing something else? A free meal is usually a good thing but is anything truly free? Who are these people around you? And where exactly are you?

Whatever thoughts are racing through your mind, they're abruptly cut off by a note, high pitched G-sharp from a woodwind. All your senses return to you, though they won't tell you much. Maybe not all of them actually, if you're used to feats of heroic strength or manipulating reality or numerous other abilities. There is one clue at least, a heavy weighted paper beneath your plate, an embossed note rather than a list of courses.

"Enjoy yourselves. I'll come see you when you've had your fill. And don't try to dine and dash, huh? There's something I have—something I can do for you, after all. Besides, you've already agreed to the terms anyway!"

Welcome to your Fairy Tale.

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[hellochildren]

[That makes the parrot pause. Not even trying to hide being suspicious, is he?]

Are you implying zat you are the original Pied Piper? Or just being ridiculous?

And how woult I regret killing this creature?

[Said possum is struggling in the parrot's grip, but not making any headway.]

[begrimed]

I am! I'm not in the business of being ridiculous, just insane.

[ ...glad that's out there? ]

Well, why don't you find out? It won't kill you, I'll give you my word on that. Show, not tell, yeah?

CW: Animal Death

[hellochildren]

[The parrot's gaze narrows as he looks the man in the eyes, the possum struggling harder as the grip on it grows tighter.]

...fine.

[And with the flick of his claws, there's a small snap, as the possum's neck is broken.]

1/2 cw: animal death

[faentasy]

[The possum never stood a chance. Even for all its efforts in trying to escape, Pericle's talons are far too secure, far too sharp and far too strong for it, so it's a foregone conclusion. Its body stills.

The possum is dead.]

2/2 cw: spiders.

[faentasy]

[But that isn't all, oh no. Because a few seconds after the possum falls limp and lifeless in his grip, something about it almost seems to ripple.

There's only a couple seconds to react before the possum's form appears to blur and shift as its body dissolves into a pile of little creatures that twitch and crawl over each other, scattering about the area and possibly latching onto some unfortunate bystanders.

Enjoy those spiders, everyone.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[thanks he hates it]

[mearry]

[ he’ll be trying to get suga away from them too??? ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[THANK YOU FRIEND what if they just. leave. what if they just leave right now.]

[mearry]

[ absolutely. they are absolutely going to fucking leave if they are allowed. ]

[zloushka]

...ugh...

[For once a genuine reaction -- Zola backing away. That was freaky]

Re: 2/2 cw: spiders.

[laytorest]

[It's startling, but she's quick - like, surprisingly, gracefully quick?! at moving out of the way.]

[mearry]

A-aahh....

[ hELLO??? he will be trying to smash whatever spiders try to get close to him? ]

[goldencave]

[ Thanks, just the thing to break Mr. Stoic out of his shock. ]

AAH!

[ More shock.

Excuse him while he tries to back away quickly, those spiders do not look friendly. ]

[biyishuangfei]

[ fuckin'

bye

he's outtie ]

[amortristis]

[ Yeah, this may as well happen. Cool! ]

[libirdian]

[ Look, it's good we got more info out of this, but did we really need these spiders??? Nageki isn't screaming, at least on the outside. Not that he was ever the type, but still. Right now, he's absolutely doing his damnedest to keep his calm while he tries to get some stray spiders off of him. This is hard with feathers!!! ]

[laytorest]

[Oh, dear.

She quickly strides over and lifts him up completely, moving with the same grace and speed away from the rest of the spiders as she pats the hangers-on off from his feathers.

None of this appears to take much effort at all on her part.]

[libirdian]

[ It happened so fast that he absolutely has no idea what just happened beyond spiders, but well, better than any alternative. Still, how is she even lifting him up in the air like that?? ]

Ah, th-thank you, miss.

[ His voice is quieter than usual, but otherwise he seems quite safe and more importantly, spider-free. Bless Yor. ]

[hellochildren]

[For the first time in years, the parrot lets out a yelp of genuine fear as he flings the majority of the spiders away, though some of course still latching onto his legs.]

Was zur Hölle?!

[And before he second guesses himself, the parrot throws his body into the largest pool of the fountain.

Apologies for those in the splash zone.]

[begrimed]

Ahahahaha, I told you that you would regret it!

[ Enjoyin all of this from his perch atop the fountain. ]

[hellochildren]

[The parrot comes up coughing water, but climbs onto the edge of the fountain spider-free.

The glare he sends the Piper would kill if it had the power.]

You do realize I vill make you regret this, correct?

[Speaking rather loudly.]

rolls in here belatedly bc my goal is to throw water at him whenever possible

[heroicact]

Hyawahhh?!

[Somehow he managed to do more squawking than the actual parrot as Jack scrambles away from the spiders, nearly falls into the fountain himself, and then gets splashed right in the face by a truly misbegotten wave of feathers, spiders and water. Mostly the latter, but entirely too much of the first two.

Help.

He just stays frozen and wide-eyed there for a moment before making another noise that sounds rather like broken tea kettle and trying to splash water into his hair.]

There aren't-- there aren't any spiders on my head, right? Please tell me there aren't any spiders on my head...

RIP In Water

[hellochildren]

[The glare sent Jack's way isn't personal, but scathing all the same.]

No, but zere is still one crawling up your arm.

[He's honest about the lack of head spiders, at least. The other? Well, maybe the soggy bird just wants a laugh.]

making friends with spiders

[mathodical]

[ guess who doesn't look disgusted by the sudden mass of spiders that have emerged from the dead possum?

ok granted, possums are not supposed to be erupting into spiders, that does not make logical sense, so william's going to look just a little bit surprised before he kind of

reaches out to let one of the spiders crawl onto his hand before he carefully traps it underneath a handily empty glass container. convenient, that.

any weird looks will be met with a quirk of a brow and a placid smile. ]

Hm?

[oversaw]

[ possums aren't supposed to erupt into spiders, no, but the natural order here has obviously been disturbed. lucifer regards the spiders for a time, pondering his next action. before he can make a decision he spies someone else approaching the unfortunate scene.

he comes closer and, at the same time, tries to flatten his wings as much as possible so as to not block anyone's view. ]

Do they seem well? [ is he concerned for the spiders? maybe. ]