[7rings] catchall for mollymauk

[shiftingwinds]

shitpost to come when i know more about molly

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[headmt]

Of course.

. . . Though I did find out, rather rudely, that apparently they are all written on the “phone” for everyone to see.

[shiftingwinds]

I haven't finished looking through those yet... would you prefer I didn't read yours?

[okay but how many people have asked him to prove he has the best dick, alli]

[headmt]

Go ahead! If you like. I couldn’t stop you either way, and the truth about these things is no matter what people tell you, of course they’re going to read it.

[i REGRET to report that everyone is a COWARD]

[shiftingwinds]

Well, if you really didn't want me to, I'd try to avoid it.

[but if he doesn't really care, she'll read it.

also wow. cowards indeed.]

[headmt]

That’s kind of you to say.

[She’s free to read it! It’s mostly not worrying. Probably? Maybe.]

So, is this how you’re indulging? Playing an instrument?

[shiftingwinds]

I'm just passing the time while I figure out how I want to indulge, is all.

[she smiles!]

What about you? Is music your indulgence of choice?

[headmt]

Sometimes! Sometimes it’s drink, sometimes it’s dancing, sometimes it’s sex. Sometimes it’s listening to a beautiful woman play some terrible music.

[Reaching to refill his drink again.]

I’m truly not that particular. As long as it’s making me happy in the moment.

[shiftingwinds]

[with a laugh, she plucks a few more strings on the harp. it sounds awful.]

That's a good way to live. You might as well go for the things you enjoy, right? What's the point in avoiding making yourself happy?

[headmt]

You are entirely correct, yet again! You seem to understand a great deal of what makes the world so wonderful.

[Reaching over to pluck one of the harp strings.]

. . . So what are you here for, then?

[shiftingwinds]

Well, if by "here" you mean "this room," I'm just looking to pass the time.

[plucks at the harp string again...]

But as for why I agreed to be here... it's no real secret. [she shrugs.] There's a monster that's been stalking me. I've been lucky enough to have friends who will help me deal with it, but it could get dangerous - so when I got the chance to earn the power to deal with it on my own, I took it.

[headmt]

[He listens to that politely, and then actually goes quiet for a moment? He has barely shut his mouth the whole he’s been in here. But then he just nods, back to bright smiles.]

I’d say I know the exact feeling.

[He’ll reach over to pour the glasses again, offering it out to her.]

Best of luck to you, then.

[shiftingwinds]

[oh... that's unfortunate. her expression is sympathetic, and then grateful when he offers her some more booze. time to continue drinking.]

To you, too. If I can help at all...

[with... indulging, apparently? there's no rule that says they can't all earn what they came here for! at least, not that sqx is aware of.]

[headmt]

[Clink! And then he knocks that one back too. He has pretty much been drunk the whole time he’s been here. Sad. Anyway.]

My dear, you can’t say those things here without meaning them.

[Molly thinks the same! No reason not to help everyone along.]

[shiftingwinds]

[that's a wholeass mood, so has she. i am struggling to think of a single thread i've written where alcohol hasn't been involved.]

Who says I don't mean them?

[headmt]

You do strike me as someone of their word.

[Leaning back on his arms, observing her?]

What would you like to do, then? What is your type of indulgence? I can think of a few things, but I’m open to most.

[shiftingwinds]

Well, this is an obvious one.

[she indicates the booze. this right here is why she's got a gluttony tat.]

But I'm not strictly opposed to most things. This is the sort of place where we're meant to try new things out, right? Indulge in new experiences, and all that.

[headmt]

True.

[He laughs at that.]

To be honest, I should cut back on that. It’s much stronger here than back where I’m from.

[shiftingwinds]

Really? It's actually a little weaker here than I'm used to.

[she shrugs]

But this is a good opportunity, isn't it? Get used to how strong it is here, and then when you go back, you'll be able to drink anyone under the table.

[headmt]

Hey now, I could already do that. I even won a drinking contest recently! I got a prize and everything.

[Hey, listen, where’s she sitting? Just coming over to plonk himself next to her.]

Do you want to have a contest right now?

[shiftingwinds]

[she's just sitting on the ground by the harp! nothing fancy.

but at the suggestion, she smiles.]

Why not? That sounds fun.

[headmt]

Either one of us who wins has indulged in feeling like a champion, and the loser has had charming company in the meantime. There’s no downsides.

[Just getting comfortable right next to her, tail curling around behind her. Like the move you do with a date where you sort of pretend to slide your arm around their shoulders by stretching. He thinks, tapping his chin.]

Alright. Hard questions. If you don’t want to answer, you drink a full glass. First one to not be able to keep it down loses.

[shiftingwinds]

We're indulging in a good time and in each other's company - I don't see any problems here.

[...although it sounds like they might need to stock up on some more alcohol for this game! she seems comfortable enough even as his tails curls around her. it's fine.]

That sounds fair enough. All right, bring it on.

[headmt]

Great!

[Pouring the glasses again. Very full.]

I’ll go first then. Tell me about your monster.

[shiftingwinds]

[she makes a face, but it's not like this is the first time she's talked about it, so! here we go. too bad she's not despair, this could totally count as sharing a tragic backstory.]

It's a parasitic ghost from my homeland known as a Venerable of Empty Words - or a Jinx Monster. It latches onto someone and curses them repeatedly. If they manage to avoid the worst of it the first few times, it'll keep at it until they give up and kill themselves.

[rude ghost, really! she almost wants to drink just talking about it.]

Tell me about yours?

[headmt]

A ghost? Oh. I can help you with that. I get my swords back and it’ll be lickety split. Wish granted!

[He sounds confident but that seems? Awful? Sorry. At the question he pauses. He may have entered this game knowing he was almost certain to lose, but that’s half the fun, isn’t it. Raising the glass like he’s going to drink, then he lowers it.]

A dead fucker.

[Then he raises the glass back and drains it with a cough.



Down it stays for the time being.]

Do you think you deserve to win here more than anyone else?