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Yeah. Satan came from Lucifer's wrath...the anger he felt toward our father.
[one of their brothers is essentially their nephew IT'S FINE. THEY'RE DEMONS. IT'S FINE]
We all helped to raise him. He really hates Lucifer, though. I mean, the guys are pretty alike.
[one of their brothers is essentially their nephew IT'S FINE. THEY'RE DEMONS. IT'S FINE]
We all helped to raise him. He really hates Lucifer, though. I mean, the guys are pretty alike.
I see. I guess that would make sense. In legend, Lucifer is the name of the angel who was banished from Heaven, who would then become the devil known as Satan. For your brother, though, it sounds like that event created a completely new personification.
I imagine that makes him the youngest?
I imagine that makes him the youngest?
Actually, no, that'd be Belphie. Satan's fourth in the line.
[A pause.]
The Demon King chose the order we'd be in. Lucifer is the most powerful, so he's first. And me, I'm second most powerful. So you can see how it is.
[it ain't actual age IT'S POWER LEVELS]
[A pause.]
The Demon King chose the order we'd be in. Lucifer is the most powerful, so he's first. And me, I'm second most powerful. So you can see how it is.
[it ain't actual age IT'S POWER LEVELS]
Oh... so it's not a matter of age?
Hm... so would that make it closer to a seniority system? But no, no, that would still need a matter of time and experience.
Maybe... potential, then.
[Her grasp of the idea of POWER in this context needs some work, okay.
She sounds a little uncharacteristically frustrated musing that out to herself, though.]
Hm... so would that make it closer to a seniority system? But no, no, that would still need a matter of time and experience.
Maybe... potential, then.
[Her grasp of the idea of POWER in this context needs some work, okay.
She sounds a little uncharacteristically frustrated musing that out to herself, though.]
I don't know if its potential or not, but the Demon King had his reasons, I guess.
[Satan was probably higher up since he was made from Lucifer...but who knows?]
Anyways, it's probably too much for a human to understand. Demons do things a lot differently.
[Satan was probably higher up since he was made from Lucifer...but who knows?]
Anyways, it's probably too much for a human to understand. Demons do things a lot differently.
For a human... I guess. [She almost sounds offended? Almost. She isn't human, after all.]
You said that your oldest brother gets after you a lot. Why?
You said that your oldest brother gets after you a lot. Why?
Because he's the Demon Prince's right-side man, and what he says, goes.
[He lets out a low sigh. Lucifer...it's funny, how distance makes him miss his brothers this much. It...hurts, deep down.]
He basically is like. Mr.Rules. I don't like rules! I just wanna do my own thing! But noooooo, it's "you shouldn't have stolen my first copy of The Master and Margarita and sold it online, Mammon"! It's "you need to get off your ass and do some jobs instead of trying to scam people on the stock market, Mammon"! It's "you scumbag, you idiot, you failed your third semester in a row and didn't even turn in your essay on demon pacts with humans"! Ughhhh! Just thinkin' of him gets on my nerves!
[He lets out a low sigh. Lucifer...it's funny, how distance makes him miss his brothers this much. It...hurts, deep down.]
He basically is like. Mr.Rules. I don't like rules! I just wanna do my own thing! But noooooo, it's "you shouldn't have stolen my first copy of The Master and Margarita and sold it online, Mammon"! It's "you need to get off your ass and do some jobs instead of trying to scam people on the stock market, Mammon"! It's "you scumbag, you idiot, you failed your third semester in a row and didn't even turn in your essay on demon pacts with humans"! Ughhhh! Just thinkin' of him gets on my nerves!
...That's... [She understood possible intention... up until the namecalling started. Now she's just kind of torn. A brother with good intentions, perhaps, or just a jerk?]
...Is that really the kind of person I reminded you of?
[HMMMMM]
...Is that really the kind of person I reminded you of?
[HMMMMM]
Huh?
[He isn't expecting the question, blinking for a moment as he processes.]
Oh. [A shake of the head.] No. [Ah, he really messed up.] It was just...in the moment...
[He falls silent for a moment, his expression a little pained.]
I'm just used to my brothers callin' me names, and lecturin' me on what to do and what not to do, and...I know they care about me, that's why they do it. I care about them, a whole lot...but its just what I expect. Lucifer isn't even the only one. I guess I do cause them a lot of trouble, but its just tiring to hear them call you a scumbag, or lazy, or an idiot...like, I'm tryin'...
[He glances away. His eyes look a little wet.]
Sorry. I just expected to hear a lecture...even though I know you wouldn't do that.
[He isn't expecting the question, blinking for a moment as he processes.]
Oh. [A shake of the head.] No. [Ah, he really messed up.] It was just...in the moment...
[He falls silent for a moment, his expression a little pained.]
I'm just used to my brothers callin' me names, and lecturin' me on what to do and what not to do, and...I know they care about me, that's why they do it. I care about them, a whole lot...but its just what I expect. Lucifer isn't even the only one. I guess I do cause them a lot of trouble, but its just tiring to hear them call you a scumbag, or lazy, or an idiot...like, I'm tryin'...
[He glances away. His eyes look a little wet.]
Sorry. I just expected to hear a lecture...even though I know you wouldn't do that.
[Ah. That was a lot all at once. Still, the clarification of misunderstanding does get Luna to relax a bit, her smile apologetic.]
I see.
...Apology accepted. [She thinks over her next words carefully.] I don't think it's a bad thing to have people you love who let you know your mistakes from time to time. That's a healthy way to grow. But...
Insults are just... just a way to do exactly the opposite, regardless of intent. Why would anyone want to do better when all they receive is words that belittle them...?
I see.
...Apology accepted. [She thinks over her next words carefully.] I don't think it's a bad thing to have people you love who let you know your mistakes from time to time. That's a healthy way to grow. But...
Insults are just... just a way to do exactly the opposite, regardless of intent. Why would anyone want to do better when all they receive is words that belittle them...?
Edited (I cant spell its fine) 2020-03-04 15:09 (UTC)
...You get it.
[Criticism and wanting to change is one thing. Being belittled for evry little thing is another. Mammon sniffles, reaching up to wipe at an ye with a sleeve. There's this simmering feeling of sadness, of guilt, emotions he hasn't experienced all too much...he wonders why they;re being felt now.]
Ah, but I have no say in it. I just have to work hard, I guess. Be the best brother I can be.
[Criticism and wanting to change is one thing. Being belittled for evry little thing is another. Mammon sniffles, reaching up to wipe at an ye with a sleeve. There's this simmering feeling of sadness, of guilt, emotions he hasn't experienced all too much...he wonders why they;re being felt now.]
Ah, but I have no say in it. I just have to work hard, I guess. Be the best brother I can be.
[Oh. The tears break her heart immediately...
She's going to tentatively cross the distance, pulling out a piece of lilac-colored cloth and carefully pressing it into his free hand. Don't ruin your nice clothes, Mammon!]
Please don't be hard on yourself.
I think I might have really enjoyed to have a brother like you. Indulgence is lovely in small amounts when directed to another person, don't you think?
She's going to tentatively cross the distance, pulling out a piece of lilac-colored cloth and carefully pressing it into his free hand. Don't ruin your nice clothes, Mammon!]
Please don't be hard on yourself.
I think I might have really enjoyed to have a brother like you. Indulgence is lovely in small amounts when directed to another person, don't you think?
[Well, it sucks being a ghost, that's for sure. He can't hug anyone, can't touch anyone...]
[He's here in the kitchen, wondering if he can actually eat anything - there's some coffee from this coffee machine that's still hot, and he ponders over it, wondering if he can even digest things the way he is. About to raise the cup to his mouth, he suddenly looks over and sees Luna passing by the doorway.]
Hey!! Luna! [He's happy to see her, beaming widely.] Where are ya goin'? Come on, hang out with me!
[Yes, he's this blatant.]
[He's here in the kitchen, wondering if he can actually eat anything - there's some coffee from this coffee machine that's still hot, and he ponders over it, wondering if he can even digest things the way he is. About to raise the cup to his mouth, he suddenly looks over and sees Luna passing by the doorway.]
Hey!! Luna! [He's happy to see her, beaming widely.] Where are ya goin'? Come on, hang out with me!
[Yes, he's this blatant.]
[That...was a lot.]
[He's not physically injured. But he's just.......injured, somehow. He's tired. Emotionally drained. So many things went wrong. He sang High School Musical against his will.]
[Mammon curls up by the library entrance on the floor, staring at one of the walls. Someone steps close. He just shakes his head.]
Mmm. Leave me alone...
[He's not physically injured. But he's just.......injured, somehow. He's tired. Emotionally drained. So many things went wrong. He sang High School Musical against his will.]
[Mammon curls up by the library entrance on the floor, staring at one of the walls. Someone steps close. He just shakes his head.]
Mmm. Leave me alone...
[She considers it for a moment, if only because of how drastically different this Mammon is to the one she just saw on Monday. But...
It doesn't matter that he's still a ghost, or that she can't touch him properly. Her fingers still ghost against the top of his head, the closest thing to a comforting touch that she can manage.]
It doesn't matter that he's still a ghost, or that she can't touch him properly. Her fingers still ghost against the top of his head, the closest thing to a comforting touch that she can manage.]
You're welcome. [It's an equally quiet, weak response.]
... I won't ask if you're alright. But... I can sit with you, if you would like.
It's... a little easier to deal with things that hurt when you don't have to do it on your own.
... I won't ask if you're alright. But... I can sit with you, if you would like.
It's... a little easier to deal with things that hurt when you don't have to do it on your own.
Of course. I'll be here as long as you'd like.
[She'll sit close enough that she can feel the cold bristle against what parts of her brush against his shoulder or leg. Unless he's willing to talk... she won't start a conversation. She's just here, intentionally keeping very gentle contact.]
[She'll sit close enough that she can feel the cold bristle against what parts of her brush against his shoulder or leg. Unless he's willing to talk... she won't start a conversation. She's just here, intentionally keeping very gentle contact.]
[He's silent for a long moment. He...honestly doesn't remember the last time he's been treated like this. He has Melt, of course he does, but this is a little different, somehow.]
[He lets out a sigh, closing his eyes and letting his head rest on his knees.]
...I keep messin' things up. It's not like I mean to. I just...do. I just...hate it, honestly.
[He lets out a sigh, closing his eyes and letting his head rest on his knees.]
...I keep messin' things up. It's not like I mean to. I just...do. I just...hate it, honestly.
[Mmm. Something must have happened behind the doors, then.]
It's hard to fight against our natures sometimes... for good or bad.
What about it do you hate so badly to speak so poorly of yourself?
It's hard to fight against our natures sometimes... for good or bad.
What about it do you hate so badly to speak so poorly of yourself?
My brothers make fun of my "nature" all the time. "Mammon the scumbag!" "Mammon the money-grubber!" "Mammon, the idiot who can't even think twice before doing anything!"
[Over, and over, and over again. So many insults.]
But I can't...I can't help it...and when I do stuff, I just...make it harder for everyone else.
[Another sigh, but this one shivers, like a leaf in the cold wind.]
Maybe I really am a scumbag.
[Over, and over, and over again. So many insults.]
But I can't...I can't help it...and when I do stuff, I just...make it harder for everyone else.
[Another sigh, but this one shivers, like a leaf in the cold wind.]
Maybe I really am a scumbag.
The fact that you're even thinking about it this way means that it's affecting you more than you or your family might admit, you know. You could very well just tell yourself there is nothing wrong at all.
Still... mistakes happen. It's what you choose to do to address those mistakes that matters more, I think.
[... Very carefully:]
I... take it something happened with your team.
Still... mistakes happen. It's what you choose to do to address those mistakes that matters more, I think.
[... Very carefully:]
I... take it something happened with your team.
I... think that might have been the house's intention. It knows us much better than I think we really were prepared for.
Your team still survived though, didn't they? I thought I saw all four of you present.
Your team still survived though, didn't they? I thought I saw all four of you present.
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