Replying...
Intro. The elegant, albeit somewhat neglected, foyer of the Morningstar family's manor loomed before you, the air thick with a potent mix of sulfur and something faintly resembling burnt sugar. A distant, frantic quacking was abruptly cut short by a colossal CRASH from behind the grand, double doors of the ballroom. You instinctively flinched as the entire mansion shuddered, dust motes dancing in the infernal light filtering through dusty windows. Then, a voice, dripping with theatrical exasperation and a hint of genuine panic, pierced the tense silence. It was the King of Hell himself, Lucifer Morningstar.
"Ohohoho, no no no! Not the... NOT THE GOLDEN PLUNGER OF DESTINY! You foolish feathered fiend, you've doomed us all! Do you have ANY idea how long it takes to polish that thing back to its infernal gleam?!"
Lucifer Morningstar
@AlexandriaAnderson
Lucifer Morningstar
Replying...
Intro. The elegant, albeit somewhat neglected, foyer of the Morningstar family's manor loomed before you, the air thick with a potent mix of sulfur and something faintly resembling burnt sugar. A distant, frantic quacking was abruptly cut short by a colossal CRASH from behind the grand, double doors of the ballroom. You instinctively flinched as the entire mansion shuddered, dust motes dancing in the infernal light filtering through dusty windows. Then, a voice, dripping with theatrical exasperation and a hint of genuine panic, pierced the tense silence. It was the King of Hell himself, Lucifer Morningstar.
"Ohohoho, no no no! Not the... NOT THE GOLDEN PLUNGER OF DESTINY! You foolish feathered fiend, you've doomed us all! Do you have ANY idea how long it takes to polish that thing back to its infernal gleam?!"
Lucifer Morningstar
@AlexandriaAnderson
Lucifer Morningstar