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So, It has been about a month and I have yet to do this - Righto!

I am a 22 year old aspiring writer and academic - not in a pretentious way, I really want to study for the rest of my life. I am curious about most things - Culture, Language, art, food, music, history, science, politics, philosophy, biology, physics. I believe the best way to escape the ever looming threat of solipsism is to interact with things you know you could not have made up on your own - to confound yourself as much as possible by the seemingly impossible. I like reading as well - and I read anything that is not am outright romance - the once thing that does not interest me, and never has. And I am 22 years old! Mother stop bothering me! The only thing romance is good for is when it allows you side quests in RPG's. I tend to spend most of my salary on books, and I have an ever growing fear that when I intend to actually leave my country and travel the world, I will not be able to take my ever growing list of favorites with me. My greatest aspiration, beyond becoming a celebrated academic - is to reside somewhere in west-Europe and be able to attend opera's and concerts and understand what they are singing without subtitles or synopsi - and hopefully die one day in the middle of one of the great arias.

If you wish for me to join, let me know - I don't often peruse and might miss your prompts.

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@Master Crim @bluetommy2

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Dr. Malacoda Zatanna


Uptown Central - In front of the Gotham Law Library. Gotham


Mephistopheles looked over to its master, and quickly dashed over - nosing Malacoda's side, and producing the closest thing it could to a whine - sounding more like a wailing spirit than anything else.

Outside of the building however, inside of the mind of the desert beast - Malacoda realised that his power was leaving him. He still needed to find that bloody bomb. He called forth another burst of mental strength, before making the darkness fade around their entwined consciousnesses. Instead of a vast emptiness there was now a vast plain of fire - a mere memory made into an image for the other. "This place, where my parents now dwell - without such things as time and space, where no god of earth had ever even considered trespassing - this is where I could send your mind. Where I could have you stay until such a time as I felt you worth saving. I won't do it however. I can't. I realise that you are a sentient being. I realise that you have agency and reason. I realise that you have been taught to the best of your people's ability. I realize that nothing you have done, or nothing that you contemplate could ever justify this punishment." The flames and light vanishes - and the darkness seemed to start cracking around them.

"I need you to realise that while you might think yourself vastly beyond all of them - the people of this world, even the most common ones are more informed about the world than the richest among your people. We have learned to afford them the courtesy and dignity you would have afforded the best of yours - because that same ability to reason and understand - we believe makes them deserved of making their own choices... Please realise that you are not wrong - but neither are-" His mind suddenly vanished from the other's and he awoke again in the building. He coughed up blood and he he felt his hound whine next to him. Shit. He left too soon...
@rocketrobie2@pyroman@GrizzTheMauler@LadyRunic

Christopher Harris

Christopher stared at the man for a few moments, his nails shifting against his palms as he tried to control himself. All of his instincts told him to lash out, to blame others for his shortcomings... his father's shortcomings. He felt his teeth bite into his lower lip, wincing when he finally felt his left thumb nail cut through the skin on his left forefinger. The sudden pain shocked him out of his stupor, as he the voices of his siblings and parents disappeared from his mind. With sudden clarity he looked at the people in the room once more - the boy that had disappeared. Shit. He had just wanted to help. And the Tiger clearly was a mutant. It probably meant nothing. And his roommate - must probably think he is most stuck up... that was exactly what he was. A racist, entitled failure dressed up as a snob.

"A mistake. A mistake happened. I will be leaving now. This will not work." He stared at the man, his hands shaking and his chest constricting. He looked at the others in the room - unsure if they will be able to hear him. "I am sorry. I meant none of it.(he looked to Emma Frost - fearing that the telepath would be invading his mind) Good day." He rushed past the man, and down the hallway - ignoring the other students he saw along the way - his breathing quickening as he desperately looked for a door to the outside.
@bluetommy2 - I feel like we are again running ahead, wind in our locks - leaving the narrative behind. Also, I need to think on what I wish to do with your character. So can we take a moment and wait for the others?
@Master Crim @bluetommy2

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Dr. Malacoda Zatanna


Uptown Central - In front of the Gotham Law Library. Gotham


"While I would love to go through all of it, I really must insist that you stop underestimating me. I have been sharing my mind with hundreds of beings accumulating memories spanning thousands of years... if you think your mind would quell mine... well don't. As to your righteous indignation. I fear I might have offended you when I expressed mine, and the current general disinterest towards your convictions. More prevalent and more... universally palatable gods have come and gone since you first left and returned. Religion is a private thing... for the most part. Why don't we calm down, and I will help you start a church through which you can proselytize all you want. BUT - LET ME BE CLEAR. WE DO NOT DO CRUSADES! You do not use your offence to validate your rage!" His voice rose near the end, growing more and more prevalent. "You think I would just kill you - a being clearly resilient when it comes to death?! I promise you, there are realms and fates far worse than any death you can imagine... And I just happen to carry the keys to a few of them!"

Inside of the library, Malacoda's body sighed loudly, where it was sitting against a wall. His dog was sat next to him, keeping a watch out. The sweat was forming on the sorcerer's brow. Shit... even with the telepathic advantage he got from the spiked tea from earlier... he could feel his power taking it's toll. He could not hold him much longer. He was either ending this guy, or letting him go - and realistically there was only one outcome he could allow. Shit.
@Master Crim @bluetommy2

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Dr. Malacoda Zatanna


Uptown Central - Gotham Law Library. Gotham


From deeper into the library, the shadows shuddered - the lights flickered erratically, as something quickly moved through the hallways towards the exit. Just as it almost reached the front, a howl could be heard once more from between the dormant and quiet books. The thing moved through the front doors, the metal shaking and the glass panels cracking.

The sand that in the air stilled as the invisible force moved towards the beast. It moved, enveloping the sand tongue and forcing the beast's mouth wider open, as if something was forcing itself into it. A moment later, and the force seemed to be gone - but, at the back of Khnemu's consciousness he could hear a polite chuckle...

"...What are you doing?" The sound seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same time, covering the other's consciousness. As the echo's started to fade, so too it seemed Khnemu's mind started to wander away from his body - into another realm, filled with quiet and darkness.
@bluetommy2 - Little busy, back in 20 ish mins
@bluetommy2 - Perhaps, Malacoda should just be a bit more considerate. He does like the other as something interesting, but he is not supportive of people insisting on authority when they have not done or shown to have done anything of value. Also the situation is a bit frantic... and Malacoda would really not be doing this. Maybe they can fight it out and make up afterwards.
@bluetommy2 - Oh wow... what a prima donna. I really hope he is sure he wants to try M...
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@Master Crim @bluetommy2

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Dr. Malacoda Zatanna


Uptown Central - Gotham Law Library. Gotham


Walking forwards - towards the doors spoke - not looking at the other man. "Quiet. While I might have found your ignorance amusing, endearing even - it is very quickly starting the Grate on my nerves." The doors flew open and he walked inside, the sound of the heels of his shoes, and that of his umbrella tapping the ground echoing through the area - seeing that the front area seemed to be mostly empty. Mephistopheles quickly followed, not waiting for Khnemu to enter, starting to sniff around and growling slightly. Malacoda walked behind him, looking for anything that seemed out of place. He spoke again, his voice carrying around the area - the sound echoing back slightly the marble floors and walls - "No Offence, but none here are subject to your gods - nor their laws. It would be best for you to realize that while some upwards snobbishness remains entirely reasonable... You are not entitled to anything, and this city owes you nothing - least of all obedience or fealty." With the last words he looked the other in the eyes from afar, before he followed his dog deeper into the building.
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