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๐ King Jason ๐
โ In the end you should
always do the right thing
even if it's hard. โ
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+ some form of floral, vivid in a hue, similar to a certain someone and his platinum blues. . .
-* . . . We bare more similarities besides our tittles. Was this destined to be, or was our encounter mere chance? I shall let you bare the ponder. *-
-* Very well, you are a diligent servant to these grounds; operating such a fine structure takes the upmost priority and maintenance after-all. *-
Tranquility mixed with exchanging of rhetoric, it was a pleasing sensation, more so from how close they are. +
Frankly, the bellboy is unaware of what in the world captivated the monarch so much. In his impression, he was trying to act as "normal" as possible, and who in the world would be so fixated on an ordinary doorman?
Still, the activity was quite the spectacle. >>
+ His left would catch it, butโฆbutโฆhas that arm always been so short? Noโฆhis arm is engulfed by the underside! No resistance from the overhead of it, not even a hint of disrupted shape! Before giving it toss, his opposite grasp catching it, but his original hold baring. . . +
+ the room, allowing The Doorman to serve each other.
. . .
-* Appraisal should be a constant to one in your field of operations; the fruit of your endeavors will be certain. Speaking of, I am curious to your lack of questioning to my giftโs origin. *-
//Oml, Doremang, haaaaii
What walking oddities these men are, both having their ponders and theories of another. Does the King know of The ๐ ๐ ๐ถ ๐ Doorman, is he expecting something in return, or. . .does he just yearn for some companionship?
Whatever the motive, something rings true: The King +
There was something about the monarch... That was painfully obvious to the help. A kind of fixation, perhaps.
Even if the eldritch god wasn't the best at mimicking the rich range of human emotion, that didn't mean he couldn't see it, *perceive it*. Humans were just that >>
+ I recognize the duties you must fulfill throughout the night, it would be selfish of me to hold you as a result of myself. *-
A right gloved hand rests upon his glassโs foot, seeing the Ginger man prepare the crimson glass to distribute such succulent liquid.
Silence fills +
-* How horrid. No one deserves to have their existence wiped out, and to such a mass degree, no less. *-
Silence fills the air around them, it would be a great irony for the exterminators to become the pests when the Rat King begins to claim and conquer.
-* I do not doubt your strength in numbers, and veils within the shadows. From your immediate desire to reign over already reigned regions, I am assuming that civilized conversing is out of the question? Rhetoric can only get one so far in the mitts of change. *-
We outnumber humans, by a lot! You don't know how many rats can fit under one house!
With the Patrons wish, I'll guarantee Long Island, risk free, and then those crumbums will see just how great Ratkind is..
Oh! Silly King, who has he wrapped himself with now? What confidence the royal rodent radiates, arising from his gesture and locking sights with the roaring rat.
-* Quite the tall order you plan, and towards different regions of this land. Can you execute such possibilities? *-
Before long, Long Island will be mine, and when I've secured it. Ah, it's such a great plan!
I'll take over the rest of New York! I might expand afterwards, but I'll see how greedy I am!