Reversing polarities

[deadmanbusiness]

[For once Theo is not up a tree. Which is where he seems to have spent a good amount of time these past couple of weeks. Instead he's sitting on a concrete wall in what looks like the Underground. His sunglasses are perched on top of his head letting his silver eyes show. Behind him, just barely visible, it looks like there are some shambling zombies pushing some stone work around.

For those who can sense those sorts of things, he's radiating a lot of necromantic power right now. Before he's kept it dampened, out of politeness. Currently, he's not bothering to do so.]

I've been doing some thinking. The "deities" here [And you can hear the finger quotes in his voice] from what I can tell enjoy, making deals for things. And I thought, well, I'm almost a god why couldn't I get into this business too?

Admittedly my abilities right now are going to be able to get you anything from home, but now undead... I can do lots of things with the undead. They make lovely servants, didja know? Great guards. Lots of them don't even need to eat or sleep.

So. I'll be willing to offer up some zombie -for right now - and maybe later some wraiths and ghouls or whatever else I can get my hands on, servants in exchange for favors or money. We can negotiate. How about that? And at least you'll retain some dignity or your memories.

[Action if you'd like it. Catch Theo with a zombie shambling after him, around anywhere.]


[Theo's been hit with a reverse morality curse. He's got about fifteen NPC zombies to 'sell' but they'll be going away after the weekend.]

Comments

[deadmanbusiness]

No. It's not.

But they're not being wasted in the ground. They're being a service to the community. They're helping the people they left behind.

[Which used to be an honor back home in his father's hey day... about six thousand years ago.]

[nosympathy]

So you're giving them back to their friends and families? Or selling them to the highest bidder.

[Different story if the first, returning to those you love isn't the same as mindlessly being owned by someone you've never known or cared for.]

[deadmanbusiness]

If their friends and families wish them back, I'd be more than happy to hand them over.

[For a price.]

[nosympathy]

[For some reason she doesn't believe it's that easy.]

But you're not going to go out of your way to find out are you?

[deadmanbusiness]

[He smiles at her.]

Why wouldn't I?

[nosympathy]

[She knows she really has no right to judge, different worlds and all that, but he never seemed like this before.]

Too much time and energy wasted without a profitable outcome?

[deadmanbusiness]

But it's not proper or respectful to do otherwise.

[Which is one hundred percent true. Doesn't mean he intends on doing it.]

Besides, it's bad business if people start complaining about you using their relatives bodies without their permission.

[nosympathy]

And how many did you find and speak with today?

[deadmanbusiness]

I'm not selling these.

[Which makes it okay, right?]

[nosympathy]

Trading them away for favors. Same thing.

[deadmanbusiness]

Or transferring them away for favors.

[They're his.]

[nosympathy]

[Fine, she gets it's useless to continue this; it's like talking to a brick wall (or Rhevenge).]

Whatever. Just do me one favor? I die, leave me out of it.