[don't make the kids cry by murdering their drunk uncle, guys!!]
I can teach you how, if you want! I'm pretty good at making friends with practically anyone. Even total shut-ins! If I could get through to them, I can help you get through to the others here!
[chuuya just say no... don't let sincerity make you their new project]
Well, I'd like to talk to you more even when I'm done telling you how funny Disorder digging her own grave was [even if he almost had a heart attack shortly after], so why not?
[honestly he needs to be someone's project because he sure as hell isn't getting better on his own]
I'd better look my best if I'm going to be seen with a god.
[If given his own choice he'll end up with something like this, but Sincerity can dress him up in whatever if they want. I don't make the rules. You make the rules. That's sort of your job as a mod.]
[Chuuya may still get killed by her followers, but also it might be worth it.]
So alright, I gave her an offering of sake because I felt a little bad? Having one of your followers being outright 'I'm going to switch gods ASAP' can't be fun. Got a pretty frosty reception in the mirror hall before she switched tracks to trying to flatter me into staying with her.
She praised my poetry - since, you know, the only reason I picked her over Ambition or Indulgence was Dadaism. Mistake number one. You should have seen her reaction when she asked who I was picking and I told her that the poems she likes so much are only valuable because of Sincerity.
[Chuuya laughs along with her. It's hilarious? It's great and he had to hold back his laughter at the time because she might have clawed him in the face, he can laugh now.]
Wait, it gets better. So after I told her it was you, she started trying to talk me out of it, right? Like 'oh Sincerity is so dishonest, lying to themselves thinking they're being wonderful and moral'.
[He mimics Disorder's nail-tapping gesture on the table, but his aren't that long, so it doesn't have the same effect as hers on glass.]
And the only real concern I'd had before was that maybe Sincerity was somebody too good and 'nice' for me to get along with? So I thanked her for the advice.
That's what gets you going? [To each their own, they suppose...] Tell me that's not all you're having. All of this is Patience's treat - we might as well live it up!
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I can teach you how, if you want! I'm pretty good at making friends with practically anyone. Even total shut-ins! If I could get through to them, I can help you get through to the others here!
[chuuya just say no... don't let sincerity make you their new project]
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[honestly he needs to be someone's project because he sure as hell isn't getting better on his own]
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[If given his own choice he'll end up with something like this, but Sincerity can dress him up in whatever if they want. I don't make the rules. You make the rules. That's sort of your job as a mod.]
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Oooh, retro-chic. Very nice.
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[He'll offer them his arm, like a slightly tipsy approximation of a gentleman.]
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[Links arms with Chuuya... onward to the east wing]
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Once they have their seats:]
So I know you know something about Disorder throwing a fit, but I don't know how much you already heard.
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[Disorder would definitely kill Sincerity if she was allowed to.]
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[Chuuya may still get killed by her followers, but also it might be worth it.]
So alright, I gave her an offering of sake because I felt a little bad? Having one of your followers being outright 'I'm going to switch gods ASAP' can't be fun. Got a pretty frosty reception in the mirror hall before she switched tracks to trying to flatter me into staying with her.
She praised my poetry - since, you know, the only reason I picked her over Ambition or Indulgence was Dadaism. Mistake number one. You should have seen her reaction when she asked who I was picking and I told her that the poems she likes so much are only valuable because of Sincerity.
[This is the opposite of what Disorder wanted.]
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like. laughing so hard they double over and can't fucking breathe. i'm so sorry. sincerity's gonna need a minute.]
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[Sincerity catches their breath, putting a hand to the table to help sit back up.]
She's a god, and you told her exactly what you thought! I love people like that.
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[He mimics Disorder's nail-tapping gesture on the table, but his aren't that long, so it doesn't have the same effect as hers on glass.]
And the only real concern I'd had before was that maybe Sincerity was somebody too good and 'nice' for me to get along with? So I thanked her for the advice.
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[Can a god say "all my god"? This one can, apparently.]
You know, she really is quite pretty under that mask. Too bad she's rotten to the core!
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A beautifully painted rotten egg. No wonder she hated the poem.
[But it's a correct poem. Or at least, it's his sincere feelings, uncensored despite being about gods far stronger than he will ever be.]
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[...
Well. Sincerity tries to, but like. The mask stops that from happening.]
...oh, boo. I forgot about that.
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[You can have your toast with the other gods, right in front of Disorder.]
Eh, but watching somebody eat sucks...
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[Sincerity will definitely take some of it to go.]
We got dressed up, we came out - might as well get something nice! Treat yourself and all that.
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[Chuuya is ordering boiled parsley. It looks exactly as underwhelming as you would expect.]
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That's what gets you going? [To each their own, they suppose...] Tell me that's not all you're having. All of this is Patience's treat - we might as well live it up!
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[this is his literal favorite food I am. so sorry.]
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[Don't mind Sincerity ordering some expensive, fancy-ass appetizers to take back though.]
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Fancy food's wasted on me, sorry to disappoint.
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[Never mind the fact that there is literally no "together" because Sincerity can't take off the mask.]
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wrapping this one up