Calamari [Invite] Jan 9, 2021 13:18:45 GMT -6
Post by Vocado on Jan 9, 2021 13:18:45 GMT -6
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There was a calmness in the air. It was unusual for most any city on Earth in these tumultuous times, but South City always seemed to get off easy. It was usually those other big names that got in trouble. North and Central were the biggest magnets, though every city got its fair share of villainy here and there one might suppose.
That calmness wouldn’t last long, however, for a small apartment complex in the heart of the city was about to get a violent, monstrous customer.
It was almost as if he’d lived there a decade the way Vocado appeared on the couch in the quaint little apartment. He sighed as he leaned back on the seat. It was expensive stuff; a cultural clash considering the humble location it resided in. Though the couch did betray that the owner was far from humble. In fact, he considered Kraktus, the denizen of this particular apartment, to be the only man alive as... Egotistical as himself. Would Vocado really call himself egotistical, though? Perhaps in another life. In his last one especially so. Before he died he was calling himself monster and bastard and so and so. Now though, he wasn’t so sure. He knew he was evil by most peoples standards, but how far that stone could be thrown he’d have to see for himself.
Just as suddenly as he’d appeared at the couch, so too did he also arrive at the fridge. He swiped a bottle of wine from the top shelf, and swiped the neck clean off, spilling crimson across the tile. He gulped huge mouthfuls of the stuff down, but sneered. Too bitter for his taste. Even still, he carried it with him back to the couch, and wrapped the remote for the television up in his tail.
He fumbled for a bit before finally clicking it on. Some reality show about chefs living together blared on the television. He mostly drowned it out.
Sighing, he took another swig of wine and waited. Kraktus would arrive sooner or later.