the return of the revenge of just rp it.

[musedactyl]

how to play.

1. Drop a comment with one or more of your muses. It can be empty if you want me to make a scenario, or you can toss one at me. Prompts are boss. (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, a meme prompt, anything). Specify if there's something you do or don't want, otherwise I could throw anything at you: AUs, shippiness, awfulness. You've been warned, son.
1b. If you want to continue a verse we started in another thread somewhere, specify it in the comment or subject line. I'd be down for revisiting any of those.

2. In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with (including OCs, who have their own list), or you can ask me to pick someone. No muses are off-limits except for those that have no icon uploaded on the list. Otherwise, I'll pick or randomize someone.
2b. Muses I would really love to play right now, in case you are having a hard time choosing: Hawke, Hannibal Lecter, Selina Kyle, Fox Mulder, Cigarette Smoking Man, Serafina, Pepper Potts, Lois Lane, Jacen Solo.

3. just rp with me. if something jives really well, maybe we can continue it in another one of these later, sort of like a super casual verse. if it doesn't, it doesn't.

Comments

[villainous]

[ For a moment, he remains expressionless in the face of her refusal. Then a smile spreads and he claps his hands together, gesturing widely a moment later in that 'mi casa es su casa' way. ]

Suit yourself.

[ He stands, turns around his desk, and takes a seat in his own chair. A deference to her control of the situation designed to make her feel more comfortable, or a boast of his own ego that he doesn't need to stand at some psychological edge in that way. It's unclear which. Maybe he just really wanted to sit down. ]

I could say the same of you. How did you get into performing arts, exactly? You aren't the talent, and as I understand it, most managers make a pitstop or at least an attempt at their own act prior to settling in behind the scenes.

[savemyself]

Did you make an attempt at working in a Luthorcorp factory before deciding you were better suited to run it? Management isn't a fallback career for failed artists. It's a different skill set.

[villainous]

[ Rather than look humbled by her correction, Lex widened his smile, all admiration as if she affirmed some closely held belief of his in asserting herself. ]

And it's precisely that skill set that I'd like to adapt to a new arena, Miss Alessandro. The same talents that served you well in protecting Mr. Giovanni's interests repurposed to protect mine.

Now, I'm not so deluded to believe I can win you over with stock options and salary caps. That's already settled, and you'll be receiving a considerable pay raise from whatever you were given at NOVA. So you tell me what I need to do to persuade you to give me a chance.

[savemyself]

You might start by explaining exactly what are your interests, Mr. Luthor.

[villainous]

Like most men, I'm interested in finding a place in the world.

[ A smile settled in. ]

For Shadowkind. In all the time that they've been a part of our world, we haven't properly adapted. We're faced with a culture clash that none of us have been able to prepare for: illnesses only curable by magic, psionic abilities that can influence others' thoughts and behaviors with no laws to properly address them, and more displaced Shadowkind every day with paltry resources to make their way here.

I understand you lived in Venice for quite some time with Mr. Giovanni; surely, you've seen the worst of what this world has to offer Shadowkind. I'd like to make that better. The people of this world have learned to fear the Shadowkind because of the uncertainty they bring with them. I'd like to assuage that uncertainty by mitigating the effects of any dangers presented by the open Veil. I've made it the mission of my company to push for full Shadow integration. Consider it an alliance.

[savemyself]

[ when ur sense motive and ur wisdom checks both suck ]

Strong feelings from a man who is not Shadowkind himself. In my experience, such sentiments are usually stirred by some personal investment of some kind.

[villainous]

Yes, I understand you had considerable personal investment in the matter.

[ Remember your 2-day engagement. Lex Luthor does. He delivers it flatly, not smugly, and with no judgment attached. Just a stated fact. ]

I suppose you could say my father inspired me. [ A tight smile finds its way to his lips. He relaxes his hands on the arms of his chair. ] He believed that greatness had a cost, and that I would disappoint him with my refusal to pay that price with the lives of those he deemed lesser.

[savemyself]

So it is about proving a point to your father?

[villainous]

[ He sees that trap you're walking him into, Isa. How she believes it would be a petty reason to intervene in the life-or-death struggles of Shadowkind in this world. So he makes a gentle correction to frame it in a different way. ]

It's about paying back the debt he accrued in the way he did business. I want LuthorCorp to stand in my image, not his.

[savemyself]

And you want my help in cultivating this image.

[villainous]

I want your help making sure that image is a reality. [ Goddamn Isabella stop trying to make openings for this to be about appearances and not his ~good heart~ ok. ]

[savemyself]

I might be interested. Perhaps a trial period.