- let it go, let it go -

[dissemble]

Who: Lucifer and you.
Where: Out and about.
When: When and ever.
Rating: Currently for everyone! I will update this as require. Be aware that there will be talk of Lucifer encouraging people to do terrible things.
Summary: Lucifer craves- the downfall of humanity, among other things.
The Story:

[If there were ever a time when Lucifer would have rolled his eyes and given up tolerating this sad excuse for a world, it would have been now. Wonderland was small, comparatively speaking, and while he had heard all damage was quickly mended, it might feel nice to set all life dying in a solid block of ice.

But for one thing- Michael.

Instead, Lucifer turned to the other inhabitants. Browsing through their thoughts to see if there were any desires he could encourage to the point of self-destruction. Not as satisfying, but less likely to bring his brother's wrath down upon himself.

His desires regarding Michael were another thing entirely- and not something he necessarily wanted to contemplate here.]

[ooc: If your character needs a push to follow their darker desires, Lucifer can find them and gently encourage them that way. 8D]

Comments

[thepointisdolphins]

[G--Sa--Someone, he even already knows his name. Of course he does. A fresh wave of terror rolls over him, but he sits obediently. Several feet away from Lucifer and not looking at him. But he's there and listening, and he wants...]

[He wants orders. It's funny. It's not exactly something he'd ever in a million years consider himself to actually want, but...some things you just can't change.]

Yes, er--not the one you're...familiar with, of course, but I'm sure you know that...

[dissemble]

You're from the same place as Adam.

[An interesting universe, from what he can tell from their memories.]

[thepointisdolphins]

[Oh shit oh shit oh shit. Two people who should never meet: Adam Young and Satan.]

Er. Yes. That's right.

[dissemble]

Not quite the Antichrist I'd have hoped for. [There's a hint of dissaproval there. Whoever the Lucifer back in your world had better get his act together.]

How are you enjoying Wonderland so far?

[thepointisdolphins]

[He can't help bristling just slightly at that, because in the back of his mind he's thinking no, you great tosser, he's exactly the Antichrist we needed. He's exactly the Antichrist he should be.]

[But damned again if he's going to say that out loud, especially when a large part of him right now wants to make Lucifer happy.]

It's, well. It's different. Maddening at times. Tolerable at others...

[dissemble]

[Perhaps this Crowley is more similar to the other than he'd thought.


He smiles.] There's a diplomat's answer if ever I heard one.

[thepointisdolphins]

[He swallows hard.] Diplomacy can come in handy at times.

[dissemble]

It certainly can.

[He turns to study Crowley.]

Now, Crowley. What can I do for you?

[thepointisdolphins]

[Ohhhhhh boy. Crowley absolutely can't meet that gaze. He stares at the sand.]

[What does he want? Well--he wants to wreak havoc on all the poor souls in Wonderland, and he wants to follow whatever orders Lucifer gives him, but he also has the presence of mind to know that he will regret all of these things really hard later on.]

I--

[It's incredibly hard not to just give in. Demons aren't really designed to resist temptation and cravings, after all. Crowley's just really not used to feeling this violent.]

I--should be asking you that, sir.

[He says it as though he's got rocks in his throat.]