SS GOLDSTONE MARCH MINGLE

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Who: SS Goldstone crew and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the newly smooshed Goldstone!
When: Month of March



[Well, we're all here together, aren't we? Let's mingle for March while we're at it.]

Comments

[onlyanapple]

I suppose I can forgive you this one time.

[Look, it's a super effective way to dispose of waste. ...That they didn't already have piled around the ship anyway./small>]

Er- no. I have plenty of powers, though. Mostly, I bend reality.

[ahappylie]

[Ugh, Pathstone, clean your shit up. Okita is a clean freak, he isn't letting the Goldstone turn into you.]

Thank you.

But if you can "bend reality," then why not do that on your plants? Unless it's very tiring for you.

[onlyanapple]

[Fight the good fight, Okita!!!! Crowley looks affronted by the very suggestion. ]

That would be cheating.

[ahappylie]

[.......

PFFFFFT.

He can't contain the peal of laughter that escapes him and he quickly covers his mouth, bowing his head. That was the cutest reaction ever.]

I see - fear tactics are acceptable, but cheating is not. I understand. My apologies.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley pulls a face, but doesn't seem as offended. ]

Yes, har har, we're hilarious. I have a code of conduct, you know.

[Which isn't something a demon really should have but there you go. ]

[ahappylie]

[Grumpy people are his soul food, Crowley. He's sorry, he's going to ruin everyone's day and feed off their grumpiness.]

A code of conduct? [That gets his interest and he calms down, tilting his head to one side.]

What is in it?

[onlyanapple]

[This seems to be a new thing for the Goldstone. Maybe it'll be their mark on the world. Being full of grumps and people who enjoy grumps. ]

I'm not going to list the entire bloody thing, it'll take all day and who has time for that?

[ahappylie]

[Better than being a floating trash heap, ok. It's full of grumps, people who enjoy grumps, and four thousand animals by the end of the water temple runs probably.]

Well, how about the highlights?

For example, we had a code of conduct among in my group that prohibited gambling or taking personal jobs.

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley disaproves greatly of everything here. ]

...Well, that's just silly. Why wouldn't you be able to gamble or get a job?

[Yes, he IS stalling. ]

[ahappylie]

[It's okay, grumpy grump. They'll buy you another plant.]

Because it could lead to fights or conflicts of interest.

[Buuuut don't think he hasn't noticed that there still isn't an answer from Crowley.]

So why is your list so long? Is there a lot of things you're not allowed to do then?

[onlyanapple]

...So? It's normal, that. A group can't be perfect and best buddies all the time.

[Buggery. ]

Well, yes. Demon and all. Hell has a lot of rules.

[ahappylie]

[He was going to protest that whole "can't be best buddies" thing, but you know what?

Demon takes a whoooole lot more precedence.]

....?

[He blinks and tilts his head. Reality bending powers, talking to plants, and now demon?]

I've never met a real demon before. But I didn't realize that they had rules. ...Aren't they supposed to break them?

[onlyanapple]

Now you have, congrats.

[Though how much of a 'real demon' is something even he has to ponder these days. ]

And we are, generally. But Hell has its own rules and it frowns on those being broken.

[ahappylie]

[He smiles and bows his head slightly. Congratulations indeed. He was often called a demon himself, but he never thought he'd live to see a day when real ones just wandered about and talked about houseplants.]

Well, that's unfortunate. I suppose you can't escape rules no matter where you go.

[He reaches out to touch the plant's withering leaves again.]

Even for little plants.

[onlyanapple]

And oh how I've tried.

[He gives a disgusted grunt, holding the plant out to him. ]

Oh, fine, take the blessed thing. Just don't tell the others.

[ahappylie]

[NEW PET: ACQUIRED.

He blinks for a moment and then turns his back to the other plants, reaching out to cradle the potted one to his chest.]

It will be our secret from them and the others. I promise.

[Although, now he wonders how he'll be able to raise it without sunlight. ...maybe gratitude will keep it alive.]

But you won't miss it?

[onlyanapple]

Good, it better be.

[Ugh. This is going to happen to all his crappy plants now, isn't it? He can see it. ]

Not at all, it's useless to me.

[ahappylie]

[Probably. Okita doesn't like to see things get discarded, even crappy plants.

He looks down at the little plant in his arms, wondering how long it'll stay alive.]

For a demon, you're quite a bit nicer than I thought.

[Albeit begrudgingly nice, he's still a nice demon.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley takes that compliment about as well as if he'd been spat in the face. He grimaces, shuddering his shoulders. ]

Ugh. I give you my plant and you just insult me. That's rude.

[ahappylie]

[Oh so it's opposite day in Crowley Land. He understands.]

Would it be better if I said you were the most terrifying demon I ever met then?

[onlyanapple]

[It sure is. It's so fun. So confusing. This is his life now.]

...Yeah, it might make me feel better.

[ahappylie]

[Crowley, your life, man. Your life. It used to be simple what with apocalypses and anti-Christs, but now it's just this insanity.]

Well then you are absolutely terrible and terrifying. The worst creature I have ever had the misfortune of meeting.

[He says, but he's still smiling. Does that make Crowley's boo boo in his heart feel better?]

[onlyanapple]

[His life is continually insane. Help him. Yes. That does help. He feels less of an abject failure now. ]

That was extremely patronising, but I'll take it.

[ahappylie]

[He laughs a little.]

As long as it helped.

[Crowley has been nothing but nice, albeit a little weird since they met so how else is he supposed to compliment/insult him other than by being patronizing? Be a scarier demon, bro.]

I'll be sure to compliment you on being terrible more often.

[He taps the leaves of his newly acquired plant and smiles.]

This little thing was certainly scared nearly to death by being near you.

[onlyanapple]

[He can't, he sucks at it. ]

Well, good, it was supposed to.