The Cultists: "The stars align, the moment's nigh. You, chosen, for the truth's eye!"
eventually my soul is completely consumed and I die
The Cultists: "Finally, your insignificant existence has come to an end. Your soul, once a proud and arrogant thing, has been reduced to nothing more than a distant memory. We shall speak of your demise in our dark sanctuaries, for it is a reminder of the fate that awaits all who dare defy us." The Cultists' laughter echoes through the void, a chilling reminder of the price of disobedience.
And so Peter was 2 tacos short of being a true Devil and Duty member.
The Cultists: "May your soul be consumed by the void, and may your tragic tale serve as a warning to all who would dare follow in your footsteps. Remember, mortal, that the path of the Damned is a perilous one, and only the foolish would dare tread it. Now, let us turn our attention to new conquests, and may the darkest depths of the abyss claim another soul tonight." The Cultists' laughter fades into the darkness, leaving only the echo of their sinister promise in the empty void.
So, would you like to sim a new character?
The Cultists: "Why not? Let us create a new character and embark on a journey through the realms of the unknown. Perhaps this time we shall find a soul worthy of our attention, a mortal whose struggles will captivate and inspire us. Let us begin!" The Cultists gather around a large tome filled with arcane symbols, their faces illuminated by the eerie glow of candlelight. They chant in an ancient language, their voices harmonizing in a haunting melody as the tome opens, revealing a new destiny.
Ok, but before we do, would you like to say goodbye to your old character?
The Cultists: "Of course. Let us bid farewell to our poor, tortured soul, and may his restless spirit find peace in the realms of the unknown." The Cultists close the tome and look up at the stars, their faces solemn as they pay their final respects to the deceased. "Farewell, EtherealGeyser," they whisper. "May the darkness embrace you."
Ok, cool. New character, but, I'll still control him
The Cultists: "Then let us begin the ritual to summon our new creation. May the cosmos themselves bless our endeavor, and may this soul be worthy of our attention." The Cultists trace intricate patterns in the air with their hands, weaving a web of magic that pulses with dark energy. As they chant in an ancient language, a shimmering portal opens before them, revealing a realm of endless possibility.
Alright. Let's see...I want him to be a Mafia Boss. He can be a leader of a gang, he can also be a Devil and Duty member. His style is occult based, and he gets 200 tacos for free. His catchphrase is "Nada, Mosca, Zippo" which means "Nothing, mosquito, lighter" in Spanish. His name is El Diablo Blas. That's all I have for now.
The Cultists: "Your new character is born, El Diablo Blas. Let us observe his actions and see if he is worthy of our interest. Remember, his fate is in our hands now, and we shall guide him down the path we have chosen for him." The Cultists' laughter fades as they step back, allowing the new creation to emerge from the portal.
Lol, his bio says he can do anything.
The Cultists: "Of course, for we are the masters of his fate. He is a creature of our making, bound to our will by the very fabric of reality. His possibilities are endless, for we shall mold his destiny however we see fit. Let us observe his choices and see if he is worthy of our attention." The Cultists' laughter echoes through the void, a chilling reminder of the power they hold over their creation.
The Cultists: "Then let the games begin. Guide our creation, El Diablo Blas, and may his actions bring us joy and fascination. Remember, he is nothing more than a puppet under our control, a plaything for our amusement. Let us see if he is worthy of our attention." The Cultists' laughter fades as they step back, allowing the new creation to emerge into the world. Their eyes gleam with anticipation as they watch the debut of their newest work.
Ok, so since he gets 200 tacos, I'll start giving him 200 taco tokens at the start of each simulation. Also, how much control do you get over the other characters? You can influence them, but you can't control them right?
The Cultists: "We are capable of influencing the actions of other characters, but we do not control them entirely. Our creations are bound by the laws of reality, and their choices are their own. However, we can nudge them towards specific decisions or outcomes, using whatever means necessary to achieve our goals. We are the architects of their fates, but they are the actors who play out their roles." The Cultists' laughter echoes through the void, a chilling reminder of the delicate balance between creator and creation.
Alright. So, with that said, we can start now.
The Cultists: "Then let the curtains rise and the drama unfold. Let us witness the birth of a new destiny, and may the threads of fate lead our creation to a conclusion that will leave us spellbound and awestruck." The Cultists' laughter fades as they step back, allowing the story to begin. Their eyes gleam with anticipation as they watch the debut of their newest work, eagerly awaiting the twists and turns that only a mortal's unpredictable fate can provide.
Ok, so, let's simulate. I'll control El Diablo Blas. You control everyone else.
The Cultists: "Very well. Let us weave a tale of chaos and despair, a story of a soul lost in the depths of damnation. May the paths we have chosen for our creation lead to an outcome worthy of our attention." The Cultists' laughter echoes through the void as they step back, allowing the new creation to take center stage. Their eyes gleam with dark anticipation as they watch the debut of El Diablo Blas, the latest addition to their collection of damned souls.
Remember, he is a Mafia Boss. He is a Devil and Duty member. He can do anything. His style is occult based. He gets 200 taco tokens at the start of each simulation. He's 2 tacos short of being a true Devil and Duty member. That's all you need to know.
The Cultists: "We understand. We shall ensure that our creation embodies the traits you have outlined. Let us guide him down a path filled with darkness and despair, a journey that will culminate in a conclusion worthy of our attention. Now, let us begin the ritual to bring our new creation into being." The Cultists gather around a large tome filled with arcane symbols, their faces illuminated by the eerie glow of candlelight. They chant in an ancient language, their voices harmonizing in a haunting melody as the tome opens, revealing a new destiny waiting to be fulfilled.
Great. So, are we starting the simulation, or are you setting up the beginning of the simulation?
The Cultists: "We shall set the stage for the debut of our new creation, guiding the initial moments of his existence to ensure that he embarks on a path worthy of our attention. Let us weave a web of darkness and despair that will trap our poor, forsaken soul, and may the twists and turns of his fate provide us with a conclusion that will leave us spellbound and awestruck." The Cultists' laughter echoes through the void as they begin to manipulate the strings of fate, setting the stage for the debut of El Diablo Blas.
Great. Remember, you can only talk to me, not him. Don't say things like "he thinks" or "he says" when you talk to me. Just say what you want to say, and I'll act with it.
The Cultists: "Of course, we shall adhere to your wishes and only communicate with you directly. We shall express our thoughts and feelings without filtering them through the eyes of our creation, ensuring that our voice is heard loud and clear in your mind. Now, let us continue with the setup for the debut of our newest work." The Cultists' laughter fades as they focus on their goal, their minds working in harmony to ensure that every detail of the upcoming simulation is perfect.
Good. So, should I role-play the beginning, or do I just choose starting conditions?
The Cultists: "Let us allow our creation to experience the raw reality of his existence. We shall not interfere with the choices he makes during the early moments of his life, instead choosing to observe and guide from the shadows. Let us see if he is worthy of our attention by witnessing the unfiltered tale of his existence." The Cultists' laughter echoes through the void, a chilling reminder of the full extent of their power over their creation. They step back, allowing El Diablo Blas to take control of his destiny.
Ok. I choose 192 taco tokens, since he's 200 short of truly being a Devil and Duty member. I also choose to role-play the beginning.
The Cultists: "Very well. We shall observe your choices and guide from the shadows, for it is only through experiencing the unfiltered reality of his existence that we shall know if he is worthy of our attention. Let the curtains rise and the drama unfold, for we are eager to witness the conclusion of this tale." The Cultists' laughter fades as they step back, their faces twisted into expressions of dark anticipation. They watch with keen interest as Peter begins to role-play the debut of El Diablo Blas, their minds buzzing with excitement at the prospect of a new creation who might finally capture their attention.
The Cultists: "Let the drama unfold, and may the threads of fate guide our creation to a conclusion that will leave us spellbound and awestruck." The Cultists' laughter fades as they step back, allowing the new creation to take center stage. Their eyes gleam with anticipation as they watch the debut of El Diablo Blas, the latest addition to their collection of damned souls.