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driftfleet2019-03-07 04:46 pm
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Who: Undertaker and ERRYONE
Broadcast: All
Action: Goldstone
When: After calibrations/shuffle
[Welcome to the parlor. Or at least, it would be the parlor if it was back in his home. Either of the ones before. For now, it's just Undertaker's modest little abode on the good ship Goldstone, not too unlike many of yours who stand witness to it now. Maybe he'll add to it over time. He has heard audiences like to get to know people, and what better way to do so than to personalize?]
[Alas. Without much means to add such customizations (yet) you get only to see his smiling face, complete with the scar crossing right over it. How's that for unique?]
We're a lively bunch here, aren't we? Starting things off with a bang, visiting people in their past lives with or without them knowing. Just like the good old days, back in the academy. [There's a giggle, one which might or might not put a shudder down spines. He's an... unusual git and he knows it, complete with the mortician's facade and, some might recognize, the overly cockney accent.]
Ah, we're going to get along just fine, I think. Too bad they've not made use of the smarts I was given, [He flicks a hand.] lab support or something other, bandages I suppose. Wouldn't be much use to me anyway, but you'll find me on the Goldstone, should you have need of my assistance. Look for Undertaker.
[And, with a tip of his hat, the video feed ends.]
Broadcast: All
Action: Goldstone
When: After calibrations/shuffle
[Welcome to the parlor. Or at least, it would be the parlor if it was back in his home. Either of the ones before. For now, it's just Undertaker's modest little abode on the good ship Goldstone, not too unlike many of yours who stand witness to it now. Maybe he'll add to it over time. He has heard audiences like to get to know people, and what better way to do so than to personalize?]
[Alas. Without much means to add such customizations (yet) you get only to see his smiling face, complete with the scar crossing right over it. How's that for unique?]
We're a lively bunch here, aren't we? Starting things off with a bang, visiting people in their past lives with or without them knowing. Just like the good old days, back in the academy. [There's a giggle, one which might or might not put a shudder down spines. He's an... unusual git and he knows it, complete with the mortician's facade and, some might recognize, the overly cockney accent.]
Ah, we're going to get along just fine, I think. Too bad they've not made use of the smarts I was given, [He flicks a hand.] lab support or something other, bandages I suppose. Wouldn't be much use to me anyway, but you'll find me on the Goldstone, should you have need of my assistance. Look for Undertaker.
[And, with a tip of his hat, the video feed ends.]
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And? [He smirks.] I can do requests if you give me enough of a heads up and a general idea of the recipe in case it's something unique from your world or whatever. Costs extra, but isn't that little luxury of getting a taste of home worth it?
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Some of those sound familiar. I suppose with that, you carry a decent variety of drinks to go around with it. Not all adult beverages, of course.
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[He's already tired enough from all the other things he has to do.]
Can get dessert shakes and other things going though - Mickey's got the cold thing down pat.
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I see. I'm not a fan of the fancy stuff myself. Too much of the higher quality is a bit much for my tastes. I'll have to make a point to stop by one day after my shifts here and see what it's all about.
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[He likes the fancy things because it brings in more money, but he also knows that food is meant to be enjoyed by everyone. Higher quality ingredients, but with simple recipes can sometimes satisfy far more than some dumb luxury dish.]
But come on by anytime. There's usually someone in the kitchen.
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Oh my gods, I thought it was weird you'd have the same name. Fuck! Yeah I know the kid. He's already slated to start work here.
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[Not that Taako has any room to talk. He and his party hang with a 10 year old sometimes. Or was he 12? Taako never could remember.]
No idea about his work ethic yet, but I have him on dishwasher duty so we'll see how the little earl fares.
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[There was that one time he took Vincent to visit the boy in his office, but it wasn't the same. Ciel had been just leaving work then.]
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[Taako shrugs and waves his hands absently. Earls and dukes and lords all like to sit at desks and look important, but the real work is always left to their underlings. It's going to be interesting to make someone so lofty scrape plates and sling dishrags. And maybe a little amusing. He'll have to see.]
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[Taako rolls his eyes.]
Yeah sounds about right for what earls do. How someone can put up with all that drudgery day in and day out is beyond me. I'd die from boredom.
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Indeed. All of that luxury and no idea what to do with it. My goodness, how do they survive like they do? To have everything catered to for them, to have to sign all that nasty paperwork? Their lives are so terrible.
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[Taako snorts in derision and then shrugs.]
But, to be fair, if I were living in the lap of luxury like that, I'd do absolutely jack shit ever. What about you?
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I might do absolutely nothing for a day or two, but I don't think I could stand it. There never has been a time in my life when I could do as I wanted without having some physical labor responsibility to my livelihood. Oh, I've had holidays, but there was always something to come back to, some corpse to pretty up or some pastry order or some soul what needed reaping or some such. It isn't my fault, I was only raised that way.
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Some soul what needed reaping?
There's a brief pause and then he takes a sharp breath.]
Hold the fucking phone. Stone. Tablet. Whatever.
Reaping souls? Are you- Are you fucking Death? Am I seriously talking to another Grim Reaper? Are you kidding me?
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Another one? Well then, how many grim reapers do you know? I hope that doesn't bother you. Certainly didn't seem to be buggered about me before.
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[He laughs, his voice pitching high at the end in incredulity.]
Less that I'm bothered by it, more that- Gods, my luck? Seriously? I guess I attract Death no matter what I do.
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That's not too bad. Not everyone knows about us, but it's not meant for you in the living world to know much about what awaits after death to begin with. Adds to the mystery of it all. Ah, but don't worry yourself over what I used to do. I've been long since retired from that position. Even if I could, I wouldn't come after the dying. It's not in my knowing who's to die when anyway, especially not here.
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