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changeitroundsome) wrote2025-05-07 06:44 pm
changeitroundsome) wrote2025-05-07 06:44 pm
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1st Phase - Won't you shake a poor sinner's hand?
[ Should you choose to directly confront Facilier, he can be found standing to one side, directing spirits as they go past him, through into the tear. When he sees your approach, he flashes you a wide, snake-like smile. He pinches the rim of his top hat, tipping it in greeting- the very measure of amicability and manners. His shadow, notably, moves separately from him, giving a little wave of all its own. ]
A tip of the hat from Doctor Facilier. [ His voice is deep, smooth as honey, with a clear New Orleans twang. He places both hands on the top of his cane, leaning his lanky form on it. ] Now, there ain't no need to have hostilities 'bout this. It's only a little business venture of mine, after all - I'm helping these spirits out by letting them go deal with their unfinished business up top. Awful thing, you know? Not bein' able to find peace after you've passed on. I'm giving them a service out of the goodness of my heart.
[He doesn't have a heart, and he certainly have ulterior motives for this, but he's not sharing them. Instead, he keeps on talking, all smiles and careful gestures, making this seem like the most reasonable thing in the world.]
If you need me to grease the wheels a 'lil, that's something we can talk about. I'm always happy for a little quid pro pro, you scratch my back, I scratch yours, yeah? Is there anything you want? Something in your deepest, darkest hearts desire? I happen to trade in changing folks' fates. I can make your dreams come true with a snap of my fingers.
[He grins again, holding a hand out to you. ]
So, what do you say? Can I tempt you to make a deal?
2nd phase - Are you ready?
[So you chose not to take Facilier's deal. You chose common sense over his silken promises. Probably smart. Facilier's fixed smile falters, just for a moment, before it's right back on. He sighs heavily, brushing off his coat. ]
That's a real shame, Friend, that we couldn't come to an agreement. That was the easy way. Guess now we need to go the hard.
[In a fluid motion, he reaches into his coat, pulling out some purple dust. You have no time to think what it could be before he blows it in your face. As you try to rub it out of your eyes, you find the world around you had changed. No longer are you in the Land of the Forgotten, you're... somewhere else. Perhaps it's your childhood home, perhaps it's a dream realised, perhaps it's the shadows of a nightmare come to life. Whatever it is, it feels desperately real, and Facilier is standing there, leaning on his cane again, looking around you both, whistling softly.]
Well, well. Ain't this an interesting one?
[ Should you choose to directly confront Facilier, he can be found standing to one side, directing spirits as they go past him, through into the tear. When he sees your approach, he flashes you a wide, snake-like smile. He pinches the rim of his top hat, tipping it in greeting- the very measure of amicability and manners. His shadow, notably, moves separately from him, giving a little wave of all its own. ]
A tip of the hat from Doctor Facilier. [ His voice is deep, smooth as honey, with a clear New Orleans twang. He places both hands on the top of his cane, leaning his lanky form on it. ] Now, there ain't no need to have hostilities 'bout this. It's only a little business venture of mine, after all - I'm helping these spirits out by letting them go deal with their unfinished business up top. Awful thing, you know? Not bein' able to find peace after you've passed on. I'm giving them a service out of the goodness of my heart.
[He doesn't have a heart, and he certainly have ulterior motives for this, but he's not sharing them. Instead, he keeps on talking, all smiles and careful gestures, making this seem like the most reasonable thing in the world.]
If you need me to grease the wheels a 'lil, that's something we can talk about. I'm always happy for a little quid pro pro, you scratch my back, I scratch yours, yeah? Is there anything you want? Something in your deepest, darkest hearts desire? I happen to trade in changing folks' fates. I can make your dreams come true with a snap of my fingers.
[He grins again, holding a hand out to you. ]
So, what do you say? Can I tempt you to make a deal?
2nd phase - Are you ready?
[So you chose not to take Facilier's deal. You chose common sense over his silken promises. Probably smart. Facilier's fixed smile falters, just for a moment, before it's right back on. He sighs heavily, brushing off his coat. ]
That's a real shame, Friend, that we couldn't come to an agreement. That was the easy way. Guess now we need to go the hard.
[In a fluid motion, he reaches into his coat, pulling out some purple dust. You have no time to think what it could be before he blows it in your face. As you try to rub it out of your eyes, you find the world around you had changed. No longer are you in the Land of the Forgotten, you're... somewhere else. Perhaps it's your childhood home, perhaps it's a dream realised, perhaps it's the shadows of a nightmare come to life. Whatever it is, it feels desperately real, and Facilier is standing there, leaning on his cane again, looking around you both, whistling softly.]
Well, well. Ain't this an interesting one?