un: eudaimonikos; video

[eudaimonikos]

Hello, Trench! Boy, that's a fun name for a city, isn't it? Trrrrrrench. Sounds...about like what it is, I guess.

So! [He claps his hands together.] Who's here from Deerington? Man, it must've been at least a century since I saw you guys! How's it been? Oh - oh, and look! Eleanor made it too!

[He reaches off-screen to fling his arm around the neck of what, when he pulls it over in front of the camera, proves to be an enormous dappled grey Warg. Her teeth are huge. She's still wearing her enchanted leather war-armor, which really just makes the optics here worse.]

This is my dog, Eleanor! Also, I'm Michael, for all the new folks. I was in the nightmare city before this one, and then I went home for a little bit.

So - what's everyone up to? And what's with the new phones? Are we all using weird, smoky first-generation birds as phones now?

Comments

[eudaimonikos]

....really? Even though some of it's not...human?

[At least, he can't imagine that it really qualifies now - all this weird-colored, sparkly shit.]

[prescind]

Blood is blood. It's hard to resist for me.

( which, yes, is not very useful in a place like this. )

I've gotten better about it, though. It's not as hard to resist as it once was.

[eudaimonikos]

Yeah - like getting used to sulfur.

[Makes sense. A lot of places in the Bad Place smelled really bad, but after a day or so stationed there it always seemed to magically stop bothering him.]

At least it seems like you'll be able to get it fairly easily.

[prescind]

Yeah, like that but if you see me drinking sulfur, please stop me.

( because gross. )

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, of course. That's disgusting.

[Drinking blood is also sort of disgusting - it's sticky? But Michael's grown accustomed enough to it that it seems unremarkable.]