[Event Post]

[scionofthehypernorth]

::There's a decently sized street in Domino bordering the bay area that has a bunch of underutilized lots.

There's at least three of note here. Two by the ocean, and one across the street.

The one across the street has a large, if you looked overhead, snowflake looking vehicle.

In front of it is a booth, like a lemonade stand or Lucy Van Pelt's 'Doctor Is In' 'office from Peanuts. It reads "Hyperborean Embassy".



It is being hosted by a small sassy child of indeterminate gender. And a pair of 'blue' skinned people in nice suits guarding their eminence's body.

Let us call them Option A



Across from them is a short-haired blonde woman in goth wear, feet up on her booth's surface. They look like stainless steel shitkicker combat boots. She looks belligerent and is reading a trashy magazine. Her booth reads 'Embassy for the Unaligned Principalities'.

Let us call her Option B



And thirdly, in a both in the lot over from Ms. Shitkicker is a woman in a nice green-blue dress with opera gloves. She's a long-haired blonde. Her booth reads "Automekanikan Embassy". She seems relaxed and pleased as peach.

Let us call her Option C

All of them look ethnically Japanese.

Perhaps you should make inquiries with the Duel Spirit worlds represented here if you need to get in touch. There's at least 3 great powers represented.::

Comments

Option B

[dragun83]

Apocralph, in a very bad humanoid form. Basically Lady of D. With red iris, fire head, walks up option B. She waves very ackwardlt and shows her, and her brother offacial documents, “Um our mom and dad told us to contact you.”

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“This is so disrespectful! Why are we letting this stand,” he mumbles, “Why do duel spirits let this insult of a embassy remain.”

Ragnarok in contrast to his sister, is fully “realized” as his true self, refusing to pretend to be something he isn’t, looks at her, “Oh also our parents sent us here. To try find a way to send this letter to the Japenese Goverment and learn more about the worlds whom have established official correspondence with humans.”

Re: Option B

[bestbeaterbabe]

::Looking up from her magazine. Dragons this time. Nothing good comes from dragons.::

Because it's a bullshit job, dweebs?

::Ugggh, doing workkk.::

So, give me a second here from that word vomit: you're handing me a letter, and asking questions?

::Mildly groans.::

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“I wish people would stop calling us that! We are not dweebs! We are-“

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

Apoc smacks her brother head in, “Look, tell us about the unalligned principalities. Our parents, King and Queen Dragun Djinn, told us that your leader, Diabolos, is a powerful liege. Believes in might makes right.”

Apocralyph, “So why would he care to involve himself in a world of twigs?”

Re: Option B

[bestbeaterbabe]

You're dweebs because you're annoying and harshing my vibe.

Uh. Though. Fuck. The Principalities.

::Grumbles, trying to put her brainceels together.::

Basically they're everything in the big cankersore of an endless hole called Makai, that doesn't belong to the Archfiends or the Big Guy. They're a bunch of back-stabbing assholes with their own dumb stupid schemes, seeking to expand their own petty little realms.

And Diabolos isn't my leader, he's just the fuckface with the biggest boomstick.

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“Doesn’t Makai mean evil why would you call yourselves that?”

Re: Option B

[bestbeaterbabe]

It means Magic or Demon or Unearthly World or Realm. Fuck if I know, that's what it's called, I mean. It's that or "Hell".

Since you know.

Demons. Dragons. ... Liches? Why not call it Makai or Hell.

::Flipping a page on her magazine.::

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“Also where the Lemonade? We were told lemonade’s here.”

Re: Option B

[bestbeaterbabe]

...

Is. That. A joke...?

::Blinking.::

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

Apoc smacks her brother again, “No, someone told us that, this goverment respect our worlds so much, they give us lemonade stands. My brother an idiot and took that literally.”

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“So do you know who we give this letter too? To ensure it goes to the Japenese Goverment.” Ragnarok is annoyed.

Re: Option B

[bestbeaterbabe]

Could give it to any of the three of us maybe, or send it to the Mayor's office or the office of Domino's politicians.

Fat lot it'll do ya, since it'll be basically tossed into the trash.

::Snorts, flipping another page in her magazine.::

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“Thank you for your time, lets go talk to the machines now, oh and what your name?” Apoc grabs Rag as she goes to the next stand

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

Heading to automekitan embassy “Um, hi, our parent sent us to learn more about you?”

Re: Option B

[bestbeaterbabe]

Priti Everheart, asshole! Wait before you leave before you go running across!

Re: Option B

[last_sundust]

::Blinking at you two for a moment.::

What would you like to know, dragon child.

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“Finally someone who doesn’t call us a dweeb!” He declared happily “Why do you put uo tbis indgnity?” He gestures to the stand

Re: Option B

[last_sundust]

Hrm. Good question.

Mostly it doesn't matter to me, I suppose. Hrm.

::Taps her cheek.::

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“Why don’t you care? This profound disrespectful from people who nearly destroyed the multiverse multiple times, while we have had to pick up the slack.”

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

Apoc smacks Ragnarok, “stop being rude, can you tell us about the Land of Machines? How did they get involved in the human realm.”

Re: Option B

[last_sundust]

Because I am the Sun, and being insulted is below me as my glory shines upon the world, little one.

And because its former lord had his sights on Earth, and I continue it because I have good relations with several mortals here, their bureaucracies be damned.

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

The Dragon of Fire tilts head “I thought Ra was a boy?”

Re: Option B

[last_sundust]

Ra...? Hrm.

I'm Lady Hirume, the Living Sun.

Re: Option B

[dragun83]

“But that is Ra?” The Fire Dragon is very confused, “He is the Sun, long may he shine bright.”

She looks at Hirume, “do you have formal diplomat or does the Japanese Goverment have a liason?”