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| [ Anyone who is familiar with this guy here is well aware that food ranks up pretty high on his list of priorities, second only to visceral murderous wishes of vengeance, and given Amaimon's inquisitive nature, it's only natural that this question would arise sooner or later. As is almost tradition, he taps on the SFC and shakes it around once the feed is on, for no apparent reason, before directing himself to the network, astonishingly, with nothing on his mouth. ]
Ah, I was wondering...
[ He tilts his head slightly to the side, almost as if a cartoony question mark would show up over his head right after. ]
Where do humans learn to make food?
[ He's been eating food for so long, it's a miracle he hasn't been interested in making it.... yet. ] | |
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| [ Well hello hello, city of Vatheon, have you missed your favorite absent-minded demon? Because he's sure missed you. A little bit. Thrilled to have returned, at least by his own standards (meaning that there's a lot of interesting food readily available), Amaimon is sitting on a lamp post in the plaza, already stocked up on a variety of snacks, toying with the SFC. Which is inconveniently upside down, a fact which is beyond his awareness. Trying to recall how the device works and pressing random buttons, he enables the video function, the resulting film that is broadcast onto the network being upside down itself, given the SFC's odd positioning. He taps a bit on the screen, before attempting to speak to it. ]
Aah... hello?
[ At that, he brings his head closer to the communicator, holding it right in front of his eye, as if to try and see the little people inside the SFC, before pulling it back and tapping on the screen once more. ]
Aniue?
[ Just gonna casually reach into the nearest open potato chip bag and eat a potato chip while he waits. And then another. Aaand then another, until he accelerates to the rhythm of 5PpS (Potatoes per Second), before he realizes that he actually has to end the transmission for people to respond, though that only happens by the time the bag is empty as can be. ] | |
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| [ The video feed turns on, and as soon as an image shows up on-screen, the viewer will notice the the device seems to be falling. It really was to no surprise though, considering the person that picked it up lazily. Amaimon stared at the SFC emptily for a couple seconds, rolling a lollipop on his tongue before raising his arm, which brought his hand onto the viewable content. Said hand, however, was holding up a couple of rather ... inappropriate magazines. How he got a hold of them, no one knew. He probably found them somewhere while doing whatever it is an overpowered hobo does during the day. Still, his eyes were dead locked on the camera before he pointed to the magazines and spoke up. ]
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| [Maybe you decided to go for a stroll through the park today. Maybe enjoy some of that underwater scenery?
Well if you happen to be walking along one of the stone pathways you may notice a trail of tiny, red, paw prints. If you happen to follow them you will end up running into a very strange looking cat with two tails and what look like horns seeming to enjoy making a mess with a tin bucket of red paint nearby. The contents are spilled out everyone over the stones, but the black cat doesn't seem to mind much. He's much more focused on drawing pictures with his paws.]
[ooc; kuro is a demon cat/nekomata and if your character is mythical/demon/whatever kuro can talk to them telepathically!] | |
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| [ The first part of the post is text, but it seems the bearer of the SFC still hasn't quite figured out how it works. ]
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[ Shortly after, the video option comes on. The image shows a certain demon poking at the screen. ]
Is this working?
[ After looking around, he gets a slightly pleased look on his face as he finds confirmation that he is indeed broadcasting, and he just gets straight to the point, because with all this body switching, of which he was unaware of, he had no idea where everyone was! ]
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| [ Amaimon found himself lying in the middle of the floor, half asleep, soaked, and with this abnormal sensation going all over his body. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and sat, inspecting his surroundings with a slightly confused look. He got up, and looked at his hands, noticing an odd mark in the back of his left hand. After staring at the horizon for a bit, it finally hit him. ]
Oooooooh.
[ He was back in his human vessel! He smiled a bit as he touched the spike in his hair gleefully, but following this positive discovery, he found himself dumbfounded as to where he was, and as he glared around, he only confused himself further. Maybe it was one of Brother's games? He just didn't know, but he was extremely curious as to his new surroundings, and he wasn't going to waste another second lying around -- that is, until he found a funny looking starfish thingamabob. ]
What's this?
[ He toyed around with it, pressing buttons at random, and turning on the video feed in the process. After playing around with the thing a bit, he wasn't able to achieve anything that would be able to keep him entertained, and hey, the thing did look slightly edible, at least in his eyes. If anyone had noticed the new accidental video broadcast, they would be surprised to get a good close in of the inside of Amaimon's mouth as he tried to chomp down on the device, to no effect, of course. Afterwards, he looked at it with a look of disappointment, and now he was hungry, so he promptly set off for the odd city in hopes of finding something to eat, or who knows, someone to play with. ] | |
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