(separating this into its own post bc I need the validation of the radiostatic enjoyers)
Alastor absolutely believes that everyone else ALSO thinks that Vox is the most charming and attractive demon in hell, it's just an objective fact - just like how Vox is an annoying clout-chaser constantly trying to upgrade himself towards more and more validation
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Like imagine, for whatever reason, Vox is at the hotel and he's bitching about Valentino, and Alastor is nearby because he doesn't like or trust Vox alone in HIS hotel.
Vox: And then the fucker said that he only sleeps with 10s AND Vox! That absolute bitch, how DARE he?! After everything we've built!
Alastor, confused: The distinction makes sense. I fail to see how THIS is the thing you take fault with, considering everything else lacking in the moth.
Vox, mortally offended that his rival-crush ALSO thinks he's ugly and trying to pretend he doesn't care about it: uh, FUCK YOU?!
Alastor, now both confused and offended: If he included you in the scale, no one else would rate a 10? Although I suppose it is true about what they say about television rotting the brain, if your offense is taken at a rare show of consideration and NOT the publicized and continuous cheating. Ha ha!
Vox is so caught off guard that his screen immediately glitches, and it's not until he does a full system reboot that he can even RESPOND to what Alastor just said.
Alastor is making fun of his flimsy technology when Vox comes to.
Angel is cracking up in the background, watching this entire thing go down.
Vox has no idea where to go from here.
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my dealer : yo i just got this new strain called ‘ princeton plainsboro 2006 ‘ 😳 you’ll be zonked off your gourd 💯
me : yeah whatever i don’t feel shit
* ten minutes later *
me : i gotta get this guy his sandwich
my buddy house , pacing back and forth : maybe i don’t want to push this thing until it breaks
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literally you cant beat it. the bad kids, who have shown that they excel at real adventure and real combat, get to do a practical exam mixed with academics (which suits them fine bc even without the meta answering, adaine and riz are nerds), AND THEY BLOW IT OUT OF THE PARK!!
they do the best job anyone has ever done.
what made this episode so perfect, besides great gags, even better rolls, and tons of mini-maxi map work, was that it cemented that not only are these our protagonists, but the bad kids are Protagonists with a capital P.
they hear gavin say no one has lasted for the whole thing. they said bet. and they WON. they do everything that they do best. fig, gorgug, fabian, and riz do crazyyy damage, with brilliant support from adaine and kristen (who also do sick shit and great damage).
like the oracle she is adaine jumps in with dust mephits that go out with a bang, a portent crit for fig, scattering the players and gavin to exactly where they need to be.
figs spirit guardians whirling around her like a whole 'nother attack, accruing the biggest kill count of the exam, sticking to the skies on her daymare so nothing gets the drop on her friends or gavin.
riz has got the range and his eyes on all corners of the map, ready to take the shots that make or break all the effort they went to protecting the proctor.
fabian and the hangman danced across the arena, taking out the hydra before it even took a turn, stabbing out the umber hulk's eye, and besting the crab man.
gorgug stays in the same place like the tank he is, defending a one gateway making it so not a single enemy is able to advance past him or his friends, INCLUDING A PURPLE WORM.
and kristen, like a guardian angel, kept up bless the entire exam, saving the rolls of every person multiple times, healing them (cough fabian), and with the shards of her dead god she destroyed an army of skeletons and vanished a manticore whos going to try and better himself. and of course, ally's crazy roleplaying instincts let them catch the insane bit of sabotage.
its all love now.
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