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]

...I mean, all the joints and stuff are weird, but you're basically shaped the same.

[Michael's not naturally humanoid at all. It's not that you all look alike, but......well, what do some horns and very prominent stripes matter?]

[opress]

Shaped, yes. Not the same. I'm hardier.

[Savage took pride in his two hearts, his harder skull and his naturally high pain tolerance.]

[eudaimonikos]

That's a low bar.

[Look, he loves humans, but they're undeniably squishy and fragile.]

[opress]

You're the one wearing a meat suit. What does that say about you?

[eudaimonikos]

[Michael blinks, briefly baffled. Is that supposed to be an insult?]

I like having normal conversations with people? Things would get...weird, if I didn't.

[opress]

Is this a normal conversation?

Do you accidentally merge with them...?

[He's still not sure about the whole demon body thing.]

[eudaimonikos]

Yeah. I wouldn't...do that - [what is this guy's obsession with merging] - but it'd be hard for us to understand each other, I think. I don't usually make noises to speak.

[opress]

Oh. You're strange.

[That seemed to be the culmination of the conversation right there.]