mall thangs
Aug. 13th, 2015 02:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yukieThe following is me typing for Teal:
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"nobility" in mallspeak doesn't mean you're the boss of whatever and all must bow to your epicness and swiggity-swag. nobody has to bow, or anything.
it means you're charged with handling a chunk of the everyday workings, and in exchange for that power, you have a responsibility. or a couple hundred. whichever. you don't get more than you can handle because that'd fuckify the system and cause problems. your responsibilities usually come according to your talents.
which is why yoan, the scion of fire, runs a pizza place. because he is fire, and he loves to cook. that oven runs off of his innate gift and fuckin'--you guys, if you ever pass by his place, get thyself a slice of pizza. his pizza is transcendent. maybe not as good as waking-world pizza in the joint formerly known as new amsterdam but it's REALLY. GOOD. anyway.
(i'm hungry. again. like always.)
me, i'm largely in charge of zappy shit, and i work with vier and drei and yuca to keep things glowing/sparking/going "zip"/etc. which does get into some weird shit sometimes, like, if i'm kekkai-roosterblocked from getting into the arcade proper but i can power it and i can sort of reach down the wires and through the tubes with my particle-arms and repair what gets broken.
(but then, everyone's been fucking kekkai-roosterblcoked form the arcade, except for a few people at specific times, and i am like, the fuck is this. the fuck is going on.)
we're allowed to kind of bust out the justice-stick if worst comes to worst, like, you know that spot by the lakeshore where there's the dock, and then the shitty other dock, and on the left side of the shitty other dock the water's all full of sediment and grot and smells like feet? yeah, the dude who was supposed to be responsible for that fucked over his people and fucked over chai and ryth, so - yeah, he betrayed water and earth and that's why now he lives on a localized mystic mud puddle.
the fact that tourism keeled over and died where he is was his own fault beeteedubbleyew, he was being a shitbarn before he decided being a traitor was great, swindling guests and junk, and word got round, and he lost customers, and he blamed ryth and tried to smack him around and that was why there was that bigass brawl that time if you weren't there, and why chai actually elbow dropped him. he was an ass. he'll be fine when he gets real and fixes what he damaged.
holy shit though i'm really hungry. i'll try to explain more when i have some fuel in me.
boom shanka,
-imperatrix teal
p.s. i don't know if i am really five thousand years old. maybe? i am unsure.
p.p.s.
yoan is fire. i am *zzt*. duke is shadow. chai is earth. ryth is water. air and light are also afoot but i'm not gonna give names without permission and they're sleeping so. o/
***
"nobility" in mallspeak doesn't mean you're the boss of whatever and all must bow to your epicness and swiggity-swag. nobody has to bow, or anything.
it means you're charged with handling a chunk of the everyday workings, and in exchange for that power, you have a responsibility. or a couple hundred. whichever. you don't get more than you can handle because that'd fuckify the system and cause problems. your responsibilities usually come according to your talents.
which is why yoan, the scion of fire, runs a pizza place. because he is fire, and he loves to cook. that oven runs off of his innate gift and fuckin'--you guys, if you ever pass by his place, get thyself a slice of pizza. his pizza is transcendent. maybe not as good as waking-world pizza in the joint formerly known as new amsterdam but it's REALLY. GOOD. anyway.
(i'm hungry. again. like always.)
me, i'm largely in charge of zappy shit, and i work with vier and drei and yuca to keep things glowing/sparking/going "zip"/etc. which does get into some weird shit sometimes, like, if i'm kekkai-roosterblocked from getting into the arcade proper but i can power it and i can sort of reach down the wires and through the tubes with my particle-arms and repair what gets broken.
(but then, everyone's been fucking kekkai-roosterblcoked form the arcade, except for a few people at specific times, and i am like, the fuck is this. the fuck is going on.)
we're allowed to kind of bust out the justice-stick if worst comes to worst, like, you know that spot by the lakeshore where there's the dock, and then the shitty other dock, and on the left side of the shitty other dock the water's all full of sediment and grot and smells like feet? yeah, the dude who was supposed to be responsible for that fucked over his people and fucked over chai and ryth, so - yeah, he betrayed water and earth and that's why now he lives on a localized mystic mud puddle.
the fact that tourism keeled over and died where he is was his own fault beeteedubbleyew, he was being a shitbarn before he decided being a traitor was great, swindling guests and junk, and word got round, and he lost customers, and he blamed ryth and tried to smack him around and that was why there was that bigass brawl that time if you weren't there, and why chai actually elbow dropped him. he was an ass. he'll be fine when he gets real and fixes what he damaged.
holy shit though i'm really hungry. i'll try to explain more when i have some fuel in me.
boom shanka,
-imperatrix teal
p.s. i don't know if i am really five thousand years old. maybe? i am unsure.
p.p.s.
yoan is fire. i am *zzt*. duke is shadow. chai is earth. ryth is water. air and light are also afoot but i'm not gonna give names without permission and they're sleeping so. o/