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"Excellent, I don't believe I am banned there." Yet.

She can distract herself with topping choices on the rest of the walk, this "anger management" shit was easy! Though she must be cautious, less her thoughts stray into the ridiculous notion that a certain amount of toppings incurs an extra charge.

Any particularly nosy onlookers received a glare, the fiery substance comprising their hair flaring in warning. Sort of in the same manner a bird may puff up it's feathers to assume a bigger, more intimidating stature.

It settled again at the witch's address, even as the former overlord's rolled their eyes.

"Is it truly so wrong to stick to what one is good at? Personally, I think if I am able to climb back to the peak of my villainous career with all the hindrances placed upon me.. I have more than earned it."

Not helping their case, but they doubted the thought of freeing them ever crossed her mind in the first place.

"If it is any consolation, I would not go scorched earth this time. I've met many monsters I'd like to keep. Dress them in matching uniforms. Carry them around, like those little purse dogs."

"Hm? Oh."

For a moment Omen wondered if the witch had come to a decision, but their expression faintly soured as she merely paused to change. Yeah, flaunting magic in front of the depowered was a real nice move. What was wrong with her previous disguise?

Does she have any idea how difficult changing outfits is for them now? All the chains and the giant spiked cape were a pain to get anything over and many of their attempts have ended in gifted outfits being torn beyond saving.

They followed at her side after a pause, having given themself a moment to allow the irritation to simmer down. Whatever. They're more hungry than they are annoyed, and getting snippy wouldn't bring them any closer to having some of their lost strength returned to them.

"I assume this means you've decided?"

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"Calm yourselves."

Omen didn't seem particularly irritated by the apprehensive reactions to the duo's arrival, quite the opposite. It's been so long since anyone has truly given them the fearful reception they so desire, at least not until after they've already proven themself a threat.

Fortunately, she didn't exactly desire being kicked out right now.

Their many restraints clank as they take their seat, bulky frame taking up the entirety of their side of the booth. She'd just begun squinting at the menu when the teen's sheepish admission caught her ears.

"Hm?" Their gaze landed on the maimed bar. Oh, how precious. "Oh, Susie.."

Laughter barely contained, they wave their hand dismissively.

"I have many like it, fret not. Chew to your heart's content, I will most likely melt it down into something else anyhow."

Hand retreating back into their cloak, they set two thick stacks of paper bills on the table.

Her first visit to any place was always this way, buying out the whole menu to decide what pleases her. She liked to "treat herself" as Zoe so thoughtfully put it, give herself nothing less than what she deserved.

And she hadn't a clue what the draconic girl's tastes were.

"How long do you think it will take them to make one of everything?"

"I should've guessed, really. So much flowery prose to dress up their lack of will, or ability, to fight. I suppose no one wants to bare the title of coward, even if that's what it always leads back to."

Though, upon reflection, perhaps the world is better off with cowards advertising themselves. Makes it easier to pick out the weakest, the easiest to mold. Without cowards, where would they so easily source cannon fodder from?

At the uncertainty they frown, ultimately dismissing it with a shrug. They were ultimately prepared either way, as they said, it was just an adjustment.

"Here, then, while we walk."

The former overlord reaches into their spike-filled cloak, producing a solid gold bar which they pass to the teen with little fuss. Even if it wasn't much use as is, who were they to deny her desire to gnaw on something expensive?

Pushing open the diner's door, Omen held it for the other to enter. They weren't exactly sure how much small gestures such as these moved the needle, but it didn't hurt to try regardless.

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villain days omen, random outfit, and then hi doug :)

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another sketch dump

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Homeless Family Has Been Provided A Campsite, We Just Need Bill & Food Money

In good news someone is funding my homeless family staying at a campsite for a month, we could use this to get stable, we just need money for bills and food.

As you guys are probably aware we have had emergency after emergency, van troubles, money emergencies and most recently there is a heatwave. So being able to stay in one place for awhile genuinely might change everything for the better for us or at least prevent more problems.

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Thank you anyone able to help

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"I should've guessed, really. So much flowery prose to dress up their lack of will, or ability, to fight. I suppose no one wants to bare the title of coward, even if that's what it always leads back to."

Though, upon reflection, perhaps the world is better off with cowards advertising themselves. Makes it easier to pick out the weakest, the easiest to mold. Without cowards, where would they so easily source cannon fodder from?

At the uncertainty they frown, ultimately dismissing it with a shrug. They were ultimately prepared either way, as they said, it was just an adjustment.

"Here, then, while we walk."

The former overlord reaches into their spike-filled cloak, producing a solid gold bar which they pass to the teen with little fuss. Even if it wasn't much use as is, who were they to deny her desire to gnaw on something expensive?

Pushing open the diner's door, Omen held it for the other to enter. They weren't exactly sure how much small gestures such as these moved the needle, but it didn't hurt to try regardless.

"ACTing? No, I don't believe so. I usually spend my time fielding ridiculous solutions when the simplest path usually involved a stabbing or two."

Nico mentions acting often, maybe it has something to do with that? Dressing in silly little outfits to play various roles and whatnot sounds like the kind of thing the youth would be up to nowadays.

"To answer your question, I weather their affinity for goodness by simply remembering many of these traits translate into a decent lackey rather well. It's an assessment of their use, really, and connections are important to make."

Hardly any of their friends were truly good people. Even Doug, sweet as he is, did not have the cleanest of hands. It would not be very difficult to convince most of them to submit, and Omen would be lying if they claimed to not to hold a little fondness in their cold heart.

At the suggestion they grinned. Yes, that is sure to balance out whatever terror the teenager inflicts at their prompting. Perhaps even leave enough room for them to have a little fun on their own time, it's been a while since they've cleaved someone in two.

"Diner it is then. Let us go, do you think they accept payment in gold? I'm sure I have some paper around, but it's such a flimsy choice of currency."

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pretty cool how you went on a heroic journey to gain the power needed to defeat me. unfortunately i was on a cooler, villainous journey

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sketch dump

they bite ( affectionately )

roadtrip hypothetical

bodyswap episode (doug -> omen -> april -> oz -> zoe -> nico -> vicky -> amira -> aaravi -> valarie -> milo -> damien -> liam -> brian - >doug)

beach episode!!!!

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omen kisses people; a story in three parts

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My homeless family only has enough food for today & we are overdrawn, bills are coming & an emergency left us unable to prepare & without relief

Thank you OP anyone able to help

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doug helps omen with modern anime lingo and realizes something about her

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"Ugh."

She didn't get the time to voice her disappointment of not being unleashed on the general public before she felt the tug in her chest.

Something was being peeled away from her, or she was being peeled away from something. Either way, it felt like losing something important.

Deceptively docile was the soul upon exit, a shrinking silhouette that clung to its host vessel for as long as it could resist the reaper's pull. Once fully detached, however, a change began. It cracked, the same dark magic comprising her body itself oozing from the gaps until it erupted in a fiery explosion.

Over a century of sealed power, evidently having been left to fester, began to sap the life of the room's growth. Pressing against every wall, adjusting to it's new container before it even began to vaguely resemble something humanoid again.

Hm. Better.

The voice seemed to originate from nowhere in particular, a large hand moving to pinch Milo between thumb and forefinger. Merely to hold them, crushing them was not quite on the table yet.

They were the only key out of this place, and that threat was no empty promise.

But I have to wonder, what exactly to you find "unsavory"?

"Ignorance is quite blissful, I assume that is why you cling to it so."

If there was anything worse than someone who refused to get the point, it was someone who refused to get the point and thought you were the one not putting things together.

There were more unflattering remarks she could make, but the offer gives her pause. It would be here that any sane, rational person would consider the risks of having their soul exposed.

Omen clearly did not fall into those categories.

"If you are sure you can handle such an undertaking, be my guest."

And by handle, she of course meant bear the full responsibility of any consequences soon to follow. It's about time she got a break from this thing.

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If you anoy me your spirit is sick. You have evil secreted within ygou.

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ship taaaaaaaags (down to add more always)

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"ACTing? No, I don't believe so. I usually spend my time fielding ridiculous solutions when the simplest path usually involved a stabbing or two."

Nico mentions acting often, maybe it has something to do with that? Dressing in silly little outfits to play various roles and whatnot sounds like the kind of thing the youth would be up to nowadays.

"To answer your question, I weather their affinity for goodness by simply remembering many of these traits translate into a decent lackey rather well. It's an assessment of their use, really, and connections are important to make."

Hardly any of their friends were truly good people. Even Doug, sweet as he is, did not have the cleanest of hands. It would not be very difficult to convince most of them to submit, and Omen would be lying if they claimed to not to hold a little fondness in their cold heart.

At the suggestion they grinned. Yes, that is sure to balance out whatever terror the teenager inflicts at their prompting. Perhaps even leave enough room for them to have a little fun on their own time, it's been a while since they've cleaved someone in two.

"Diner it is then. Let us go, do you think they accept payment in gold? I'm sure I have some paper around, but it's such a flimsy choice of currency."

"Most excellent. I expected nothing less from the likes of you."

It was still so adorably naive the way she referred to things. 'Clobbering' enemies was a far cry from the havoc the former overlord used to wreak in their day, but all good villains must start somewhere! Now that she wasn't walking around carrying that puny single-sided axe, she could really step up her game.

Between this and their longsword, Omen really was giving away some of the best pieces their armory has to offer. A few short months ago, the very idea would've sent them into a fit of laughter at the sheer absurdity.

A few short months ago they also weren't treading on such thin ice. They need to balance their karma before the upcoming audit, and charity was the fastest ticket to making those handful of stabbings look acceptable.

"Ah, yes. Though you really shouldn't trouble yourself giving it much thought, I believe my continued tutelage should suffice."

Though, their tutelage wasn't exactly in the service of the greater good. Perhaps it would be better to be cautious, who knows what would become of their remaining possessions if they were to be locked back up?

"What would you like to do with this time you say you have?"

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"Hm? Oh."

For a moment Omen wondered if the witch had come to a decision, but their expression faintly soured as she merely paused to change. Yeah, flaunting magic in front of the depowered was a real nice move. What was wrong with her previous disguise?

Does she have any idea how difficult changing outfits is for them now? All the chains and the giant spiked cape were a pain to get anything over and many of their attempts have ended in gifted outfits being torn beyond saving.

They followed at her side after a pause, having given themself a moment to allow the irritation to simmer down. Whatever. They're more hungry than they are annoyed, and getting snippy wouldn't bring them any closer to having some of their lost strength returned to them.

"I assume this means you've decided?"

"I am more than sure!"

The first step was always confidence, now they would need to establish their words were more than hot air. Going to the bar would be more of a hinderance than a help in that endeavor, last they checked it was still reeling from their last bar fight. They could only claim to be an identical twin to evade lifetime bans so often, they were running out of ridiculous hats!

"Hotdogs, mostly. They have a certain charm in their convenience."

Steaks were preferable back when Orc's Blood was always on tap, but one lengthy lecture on "ethical sources of blood" let them know they weren't going to get to slice anyone open over their meals anytime soon.

"But I also enjoy pizza. Both are served within reasonable walking distance, and we are already outside. There will be plenty of other opportunities to visit the hotel's bar."

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"Most excellent. I expected nothing less from the likes of you."

It was still so adorably naive the way she referred to things. 'Clobbering' enemies was a far cry from the havoc the former overlord used to wreak in their day, but all good villains must start somewhere! Now that she wasn't walking around carrying that puny single-sided axe, she could really step up her game.

Between this and their longsword, Omen really was giving away some of the best pieces their armory has to offer. A few short months ago, the very idea would've sent them into a fit of laughter at the sheer absurdity.

A few short months ago they also weren't treading on such thin ice. They need to balance their karma before the upcoming audit, and charity was the fastest ticket to making those handful of stabbings look acceptable.

"Ah, yes. Though you really shouldn't trouble yourself giving it much thought, I believe my continued tutelage should suffice."

Though, their tutelage wasn't exactly in the service of the greater good. Perhaps it would be better to be cautious, who knows what would become of their remaining possessions if they were to be locked back up?

"What would you like to do with this time you say you have?"

@lvednot spoke : " i always saw some potential in you . " ( deltarune chapter 2 prompts )

" yeah , yeah ... i am pretty great , aren't i ? " finally , a little RECOGNITION around here . susie knows exactly what most people think of her ; she's not stupid .

you think she doesn't see the way her own teacher acquiesces to her so fearfully --- the way her classmates shrink away and whisper nervously as she paces the halls ? just a bunch of simpering , cowering little creeps . the hell do they know about her ? NOTHING .

but omen knows her , and they obviously think she's sick as hell .

susie spins her double - sided axe smugly , the gift evidently well cared for despite the carnage it's undoubtedly been used to inflict --- looking up at them with a curling grin .

" trust me , this things seen a LOT of action since you passed it over . i've clobbered a ton of bloodthirsty ass enemies --- and not a scratch on me . wish you could come see . "

her eyes are bright with a rare warmth --- there's a strangely keen edge to her brusque , harsh voice . she wants them to be impressed with her . a rare phenomenon , indeed , that she'd care about someone else's opinion . susie tosses her head carelessly .

" so , uh ... what gives . you need brownie points for your karma audit thing ?? kris is busy doin' church crap ... i've got some time . if you WANT . "