villainy commenced [[1x1 w/ the-nug-king & hexspecs!]]

[the-nug-king]

Aurion nodded. "Yes. Minions, get back my nullifying field from my nemesis."

"No! It's mine now!"

"Well. You all seem occupied." Three hung up.

[grey matter]

"Oh, Three- oh. Never mind. They've hung up." Lazarus looked at Cazenar and Aurion, feeling... enthusiastically conflicted. He was invigorated and refreshed from sleeping on whatever the heck the abomination that came from his scarf was, but now there was also... This? Was this going to effect him in the future? "Uh. Lucas. I guess we're kind of on the same side now...?"

Lucas finally emerged from his cocoon. "Kind of is the key word there. We are rivals, and I would normally challenge you to this, but I'm... still exhausted from whatever that was. It's like sleep barely helped."

"I have... only slight pity for you and I will... do this... before you! I... Think?" Oh no. The conflicting emotions were settling into him. Follow orders? Follow his original alignment? What were the rules of this? How was the game played? How was this defined?!

Lucdust up and went to Aurion and Cazenar. "IT WILL GET DUST ON IT IF YOU TWO DO NOT SETTLE THIS NOW. IT WILL BE VERY DUSTY." They held out their hands to their sides as if they were the two sides of the scale, one having a cloak-like shape hovering over it and one simply having a dust cluster, as if giving the two an ultimatum for reasons unbeknownst to... anyone else there.

[[Okay, my last comment was really out of context but I was playing ai dungeon as a recently turned vampire and blood meal came up so yeah. it reminded me of the meme

anyways here we have
BSOC (Blue Screen of Confusion) Lazarus
Really Tired Cocoon Lucas
Lucdust, Holding The Worst Threat Known To Anyone Ever

This made me realize Lazarus needs definitions for stuff a bit more than he realizes - he's not all indecipherable chaos - there's definitions in there, too.]]

[the-nug-king]

Aurion gave an imperious nod. "Thank you, dust minion."

Cazenar rolled up, hugging the gem. "Leave me alone! It's too early to do things! This is discrimination against vampires! Three, tell them they're discriminating against me!"

"Three's gone," Aurion told him. "And I reserve the right to do whatever I want in my dorm room."

"Well it's your bed that's going to get dust in it!"

((Goooood!!))

[grey matter]

Lucdust took the cloak in a sweeping, spreading motion. "I WILL BE... HOLDING ONTO THIS. I APOLOGIZE IF YOU SNEEZE BUT NOT A VERY BIG APOLOGY SINCE I CANNOT PREVENT IT." They turned away and decided to slink into their box, coating the cloak in dust as they did so. They now had full reign over it...

"...Well, Lucdust did that," Lucas said. "I think that counts as a win for me."

"No. It doesn't. This rivarly is just you and me... No other entity at all."

"And yet we failed to strike..."

Lazarus went quiet. "I... suppose. Draw?"

"Draw."

[the-nug-king]

"No, you both failed!" Aurion protested. "You did pitifully!"

"Stealing my cloak is discrimination too," said Cazenar. "And I only have three, after my dorm blew up. Aurion, I'm gonna steal one of yours."

"I'd like to see you try, scum!"

"Yeah, well, you'll get to! In a few hours!"

[grey matter]

Lazarus began to zone out... well, he'd like to say a bit but it was certainly more than that. It should've been simple - he's just Aurion's minion right now and he should... y'know, do stuff. Not... freeze up in the face of worrying about internal conflict! He sighed a moment before descending into the abyss as Lucas finally wormed his way out of his cocoon and started pocketing things. "...I was waiting for you to make the first move. So I could've sniped it from you, Lazarus. Is... Something...?"

"...That was... going to be my strategy too," he... lied? No, that wasn't too much of a lie, it was a better strategy than what his initial one would've been if he had actually went for it. So, yeah, he was... going to use it if he knew about it. That was a good covering up of a plot hole if he had thought of any.

"If you say so... but if you keep this up, and we're just playing minion chicken over here... well, be ready to be fried."

"Oh? Was that a pun?" He wished he had thought of that. He perked up at the sound of it. "I'll do better than you. Egg-septionally."

"Not the egg puns! Ugh, I fell right into that... Should've known better than to use a chicken pun..." Lucas grumbled, though he was fighting a smile because if this became pun combat and he could weave his way into plant pun and overly long science puns... that would be nice.

[the-nug-king]

"You're both terrible villains," said Aurion. "Only Cazenar would recruit such a sorry excuse for a minion."

"He's better than yours," Cazenar mumbled from under the covers. "Has the dust one given my cloak back yet?"

[the-nug-king]

After a moment, a feline-shaped person answered the door. "Yes?"

Morgan beamed. "Hi! Hi. I'm Morgan and this is Leonnie and Epsilon, and we're new here!"

((No idea what this person is like feel free to decide stuff/play as them, or i can just find a random personality generator))

[grey matter]

[[er- wrong roleplay, Marsh. I now kinda wanna reference this in the overarching plot with Lazarus getting a Sudden Funny Feeling that there's a... cat somewhere nearby and he doesn't know why.]]

[the-nug-king]

((OOPS SORRY

but yes do it. Will repost this in morgan and leonnie, and drop the villainy gang here again.))

"You're both terrible villains," said Aurion. "Only Cazenar would recruit such a sorry excuse for a minion."

"He's better than yours," Cazenar mumbled from under the covers. "Has the dust one given my cloak back yet?"