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entrancelogs2017-03-02 08:16 pm
walkingheroin) wrote in entrancelogs2017-03-02 08:16 pm
Entry tags:
- btvs: spike,
- dragon age: anders,
- good omens: crowley,
- lucifer: lucifer morningstar,
- marvel: billy kaplan,
- the flash: lisa snart,
- the mummy: evelyn carnahan,
- the originals: freya mikaelson,
- the picture of dorian gray: dorian gray,
- the vampire diaries: caroline forbes,
- the vampire diaries: damon salvatore,
- the vampire diaries: elena gilbert,
- the vampire diaries: klaus mikaelson,
- vampire academy: rose hathaway
OTA ; Don't Stop, Make it Pop, DJ Blow My Speakers Up
Who: Lucifer Morningstar and OTA
Where: Deux Lux, Floor 6, Room 66
When: Anytime in March
Rating: TBD, probably PG-13 or so
Summary: Lucifer does what he does almost every other night - he has a party. Shenanigans and conversation ensue. This is essentially a catch-all for March for him. Let me know if you want something specific.
The Story:
[Once the drama of New Years dies down and he's drunk the entirely of his bar two or more times, Lucifer finally reopens his club to the public, seemingly no worse for the wear. He's chatted with a few specific people, reflected (marginally) on himself a bit, and has come to several conclusions.
All of which he'll be keeping to himself for the most part.
That said, he seems a bit brighter than even when he first arrived, as if there's a bit of weight off his shoulders, and he's almost less of a businessman and more of a guest in his own place as the nights continue on. He drinks along with everyone else, dances when he pleases, and plays the piano often, lending his singing voice more than occasionally.
Still, a few things weight on his mind that he'll need to take care of, but on the whole, he's quite chipper and easily approaching....or as approachable as the Devil can be.
That said, he's not seen a whole lot outside of his nightclub or his penthouse up the stairs, which means he might be a little more reclusive still than he first appears...]
Where: Deux Lux, Floor 6, Room 66
When: Anytime in March
Rating: TBD, probably PG-13 or so
Summary: Lucifer does what he does almost every other night - he has a party. Shenanigans and conversation ensue. This is essentially a catch-all for March for him. Let me know if you want something specific.
The Story:
[Once the drama of New Years dies down and he's drunk the entirely of his bar two or more times, Lucifer finally reopens his club to the public, seemingly no worse for the wear. He's chatted with a few specific people, reflected (marginally) on himself a bit, and has come to several conclusions.
All of which he'll be keeping to himself for the most part.
That said, he seems a bit brighter than even when he first arrived, as if there's a bit of weight off his shoulders, and he's almost less of a businessman and more of a guest in his own place as the nights continue on. He drinks along with everyone else, dances when he pleases, and plays the piano often, lending his singing voice more than occasionally.
Still, a few things weight on his mind that he'll need to take care of, but on the whole, he's quite chipper and easily approaching....or as approachable as the Devil can be.
That said, he's not seen a whole lot outside of his nightclub or his penthouse up the stairs, which means he might be a little more reclusive still than he first appears...]
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[But he'd make one if it were good enough.]
A common misconception; I never really was interested in those. I'm more interested in favors and materialistic type things, actually.
Sorry about Dorian.
Favors, you say? What sort are you implying?
[His mind's in the gutter again. Good luck.]
lmao lucifer dun mind ;)
I suppose that depends on the person making the deal.
Well, that's perfect.
I see... So it's case by case, then. I'll keep you in mind...
I'm flexible.
[Dorian, no. You already sold your soul once.]
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[Though he still wouldn't ever ask for his soul. It would be essentially useless to him. He's not above trading sex for therapy sessions from his psychiatrist back home, however.]
What's the point in limiting oneself, after all?
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What indeed?
I like the way you think.
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[Or everyone. Everyone would be nice.]
We seem to be somewhat of a rare breed in around here.
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Indeed we are! It's a shame there are so few of us around, even in a place like this!
[He is loving your thought process, Ol' Scratch.]