The sun lay above the horizon. The night was hinting at its eventual takeover of the sky. Peace village was lazily winding its way down after a long day. A few people moved about the streets. Some gathered within town hall. Townsfolk had also put up a few lights. Posters hung everywhere announcing the arrival of a carnival. And on the edge of town, leaning against a fence was a dark figure.
Cetus adjusted the tie around his neck. His body felt strange, a result of the various disguises in place. Some were cosmetic. Some were technological. He'd been experimenting on it for days before applying it to himself. His skin was a deep, almost black, blue. Azure highlights outlined his brow and eyes. A few more were placed strategically in his now black hair. His eyes were little more than pools of black with pinpricks of white. His body was gripped by a white collared shirt and a pair of black slacks. The appearance was offsetting enough to cause many to avoid him. A couple walked across the street merely to keep from walking past him. That made him smile, revealing the shark's teeth that filled his mouth. Everything - other than his partner for this... fun - was in place.
"Flowers."
My designation is Persephone. What do you wish of me?
Cetus' smile grew wider. This was his favorite part. The world would witness this debut. The Magic Council could no longer ignore Dubhar's existence. This was also a great chance to try out his creations. "Create new persona. Name: Dubhar. Disposition: Draw up everything we have on Baird, Jester, Deam, and sufficiently similar characters. Mix them together."
New persona 'Dubhar' created. Link to current appearance?[i]
"Confirm and override current personality. Time set: 5 hours before reversion."
[i]Confirmed, downloading 'Dubhar'. Reversion in 5 hours.
Dubhar took a deep breath through his nose. Ah, what a wonderful day to be alive! The carnival was today. All they needed was his arranged musician to appear! Dubhar kicked up his legs. His hands came out of his pockets. "Hey! Don't stay out too late lovebirds! The Carnival is coming!" The couple hurried away. Rude. Whatever, they'd enjoy the show later. Now, where was Baird the bard? He was late! Dubhar tapped his bare wrist, shaking his head slowly. Tut-tut, the carnival should be on time! They needed to bring happiness to these people.
WC: 403
@Baird
Cetus adjusted the tie around his neck. His body felt strange, a result of the various disguises in place. Some were cosmetic. Some were technological. He'd been experimenting on it for days before applying it to himself. His skin was a deep, almost black, blue. Azure highlights outlined his brow and eyes. A few more were placed strategically in his now black hair. His eyes were little more than pools of black with pinpricks of white. His body was gripped by a white collared shirt and a pair of black slacks. The appearance was offsetting enough to cause many to avoid him. A couple walked across the street merely to keep from walking past him. That made him smile, revealing the shark's teeth that filled his mouth. Everything - other than his partner for this... fun - was in place.
"Flowers."
My designation is Persephone. What do you wish of me?
Cetus' smile grew wider. This was his favorite part. The world would witness this debut. The Magic Council could no longer ignore Dubhar's existence. This was also a great chance to try out his creations. "Create new persona. Name: Dubhar. Disposition: Draw up everything we have on Baird, Jester, Deam, and sufficiently similar characters. Mix them together."
New persona 'Dubhar' created. Link to current appearance?[i]
"Confirm and override current personality. Time set: 5 hours before reversion."
[i]Confirmed, downloading 'Dubhar'. Reversion in 5 hours.
Dubhar took a deep breath through his nose. Ah, what a wonderful day to be alive! The carnival was today. All they needed was his arranged musician to appear! Dubhar kicked up his legs. His hands came out of his pockets. "Hey! Don't stay out too late lovebirds! The Carnival is coming!" The couple hurried away. Rude. Whatever, they'd enjoy the show later. Now, where was Baird the bard? He was late! Dubhar tapped his bare wrist, shaking his head slowly. Tut-tut, the carnival should be on time! They needed to bring happiness to these people.
WC: 403
@Baird