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TEST DRIVE MEME #2
Welcome to the Library
Those who are new awake in the stacks.
You’re not sure when you fell asleep, and the memories of the last things you were doing are hazy at best. But now you’re here, and all you can see is books in every direction, the bookshelves teetering high enough above you to reach to the sky.
A helpful sign points you in the direction of the main circulation desk, and even if you try to ignore it and go in any other direction, the desk is where you will find yourself. A figure sits behind the desk, not even looking up as they sort through books and other media; they look, to your character, to be the exact picture of what they expect a Librarian to be.
Trying to ask the Librarian a question will get them shushed, but they’ll point down a hallway to the side, leading to a kitchenette and what appears to be a dorm room, where they’ll find they’re not alone in this strange place. But once they’ve looked away, when they look back, the Librarian is gone.
The Lobby
Those who are already familiar with the Library will see the Lobby change for the second time. It’s not paper plate UFOs and metal walls this time. Instead there are cheerful garlands strung about, and a stack of books shaped into a Christmas tree taking pride of place. The Help Desk is closed, the ‘Back in 5’ sign once again a bald-faced lie, but there is a menorah sat behind in the window, conveniently just out of reach of anyone who tries to get it. The candles are lit in a… somewhat sporadic fashion, the correct order but with no rhyme or reason to what ‘night’ is being represented. Either time is strange here, whoever’s in charge of it doesn’t know what day it is either, or they simply don’t care. Or some mix of the three.
Those two particular winter holidays are not the only ones represented either; characters will find a smattering of decorations or festive accessories from a great number of holidays, from their own worlds and beyond. There is what looks like a cabinet with instructions to pick your fortune from one of the many drawers. For some reason, there are a number of what looks like a child’s toy ponies placed on and around the cabinet. There are also some posters declaring in bold, decidedly upsetting typeset: “THE GOD-EMPEROR WISHES YOU A FESTIVE SANGUINALIA!” complete with a picture of a certain Library resident in all his feathered, shining glory. (The poster is not remotely shiny, but there are helpful accent lines to show that he should be shining.) And, for some reason, there is also a giant straw goat in the garden now, surrounded by festive strings of lights. Please do not set it on fire.
The Kitchens
It seems the decorations are not the only thing in the holiday spirit. The kitchens, usually bereft of anything but the most basic foodstuffs, are now full to the brim with a variety of holiday foods. There is always a tureen with hot mulled wine and a try of sweet pastries near by it, there’s ham and latkes in the fridge to be heated up, jelly doughnuts, moon cakes, pies, and an assortment of other delicious things. If your character would expect to find a certain thing within the stash, they do, regardless of how niche it may be. Christmas chili? Of course there’s christmas chili!
Oh, and that mulled wine isn’t the only alcohol around either- champagne, sake, hard cider… again, anything anyone might expect to find. Just try not to overdo it too much, alright? Everyone still has to sleep in the same room, and the Assistants aren’t going to show up to hold your hair back.
Crafts and More
What good are holidays without crafts? The Maker’s Space has been specially supplied with anything you might need to make your festive crafts- this includes everything you’d need for a gingerbread construction! (You’d think this would be in the kitchen, but don’t kid yourself- those things are not for eating.) There’s strips of colorful paper rings and instructions on how to make your own, little things of clay and paint and directions on how to craft your own dreidel, ’stained glass’ paper lanterns, and more. Oh, and glitter. Obviously there is a lot of glitter available.
There are also snow globe kits, mostly generic winter themes- trees, presents, and the like. Strangely enough, however, when they’re complete and shaken, they’ll show a memory from the person who shook it- a memory of a holiday, or snow, or generally something that invokes the feeling of the season- light, and hope, and togetherness. It’s fragmented, almost stop-motion in between the falling bits of ‘snow,’ but once it has settled the normal, basic scene inside returns.
Those who are new awake in the stacks.
You’re not sure when you fell asleep, and the memories of the last things you were doing are hazy at best. But now you’re here, and all you can see is books in every direction, the bookshelves teetering high enough above you to reach to the sky.
A helpful sign points you in the direction of the main circulation desk, and even if you try to ignore it and go in any other direction, the desk is where you will find yourself. A figure sits behind the desk, not even looking up as they sort through books and other media; they look, to your character, to be the exact picture of what they expect a Librarian to be.
Trying to ask the Librarian a question will get them shushed, but they’ll point down a hallway to the side, leading to a kitchenette and what appears to be a dorm room, where they’ll find they’re not alone in this strange place. But once they’ve looked away, when they look back, the Librarian is gone.
The Lobby
Those who are already familiar with the Library will see the Lobby change for the second time. It’s not paper plate UFOs and metal walls this time. Instead there are cheerful garlands strung about, and a stack of books shaped into a Christmas tree taking pride of place. The Help Desk is closed, the ‘Back in 5’ sign once again a bald-faced lie, but there is a menorah sat behind in the window, conveniently just out of reach of anyone who tries to get it. The candles are lit in a… somewhat sporadic fashion, the correct order but with no rhyme or reason to what ‘night’ is being represented. Either time is strange here, whoever’s in charge of it doesn’t know what day it is either, or they simply don’t care. Or some mix of the three.
Those two particular winter holidays are not the only ones represented either; characters will find a smattering of decorations or festive accessories from a great number of holidays, from their own worlds and beyond. There is what looks like a cabinet with instructions to pick your fortune from one of the many drawers. For some reason, there are a number of what looks like a child’s toy ponies placed on and around the cabinet. There are also some posters declaring in bold, decidedly upsetting typeset: “THE GOD-EMPEROR WISHES YOU A FESTIVE SANGUINALIA!” complete with a picture of a certain Library resident in all his feathered, shining glory. (The poster is not remotely shiny, but there are helpful accent lines to show that he should be shining.) And, for some reason, there is also a giant straw goat in the garden now, surrounded by festive strings of lights. Please do not set it on fire.
The Kitchens
It seems the decorations are not the only thing in the holiday spirit. The kitchens, usually bereft of anything but the most basic foodstuffs, are now full to the brim with a variety of holiday foods. There is always a tureen with hot mulled wine and a try of sweet pastries near by it, there’s ham and latkes in the fridge to be heated up, jelly doughnuts, moon cakes, pies, and an assortment of other delicious things. If your character would expect to find a certain thing within the stash, they do, regardless of how niche it may be. Christmas chili? Of course there’s christmas chili!
Oh, and that mulled wine isn’t the only alcohol around either- champagne, sake, hard cider… again, anything anyone might expect to find. Just try not to overdo it too much, alright? Everyone still has to sleep in the same room, and the Assistants aren’t going to show up to hold your hair back.
Crafts and More
What good are holidays without crafts? The Maker’s Space has been specially supplied with anything you might need to make your festive crafts- this includes everything you’d need for a gingerbread construction! (You’d think this would be in the kitchen, but don’t kid yourself- those things are not for eating.) There’s strips of colorful paper rings and instructions on how to make your own, little things of clay and paint and directions on how to craft your own dreidel, ’stained glass’ paper lanterns, and more. Oh, and glitter. Obviously there is a lot of glitter available.
There are also snow globe kits, mostly generic winter themes- trees, presents, and the like. Strangely enough, however, when they’re complete and shaken, they’ll show a memory from the person who shook it- a memory of a holiday, or snow, or generally something that invokes the feeling of the season- light, and hope, and togetherness. It’s fragmented, almost stop-motion in between the falling bits of ‘snow,’ but once it has settled the normal, basic scene inside returns.
B! Kitchens (after she meets him)
And once again, his overwhelming fussiness is coming into play, because while he set up chores calendar for his brothers, it's only because otherwise they'll lose all sense of their former angel selves and pride, and descend into atrophied lawlessness. Harder with Satan who didn't mind cooking, but seemed constitutionally incapable of not creating disasters in his bedroom with hoarding books. In any case, Lucifer secretly LIKES cleaning. He's not as fast as Barbatos (the butler) but that's because Barbatos can also cheat with time.
"Who taught you cooking?" Idle conversation, hopefully not poking bad memories -- he doesn't quite pray, but a general sentiment/VIBE of one.
Re: B! Kitchens (after she meets him)
... Mom really was a sort of mountain oni, wasn't she? She remembered the albums Grandmother had shown her, the ones that had her looking like a sukeban riding a showy bike. She tilted her head. "... It's... Been a long time since I could make what I like, actually. I usually end up making regional stuff from elsewhere."
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"Ah? Why's that?" to the regional food. Though, he has some similar idea: "It's impossible to make normal food in Devildom. The ingredients are all bizarre. And since my brothers and I arrived, I haven't done much of the cooking, to be honest." He shows her the painted red nails. "My brother Asmo, makes sure to give me this reminder to actually eat, otherwise, I'd just ignore it, and work through meals. Well, that and Lord Diavolo makes sure I do too." Dragging him out to the fanciest restaurants imaginable or tea time at the castle. Irresistible even to the avatar of pride.
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"I've had to--" She pauses, hums. Pulls in her lips. Tries again. The shadow melds back into her. "My tastes are not important when cooking for others, or so I was told."
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"You don't have to conform to anyone else's expectations now. Do what you want."
Yeah, that is definitely him speaking of his own experiences. Heaven's pressures and all that. Hopefully he didnt misunderstand her reaction though, because if it was about his brothers, it's about to get worse. Lucifer has a few topics he can talk for days about, and all of them get peppered with miscellaneous info about his family. But he genuinely means to distract her from wars and being obligated to do what someone else wanted, with what always (not-so secretly) cheers him the most.
"My brothers all take rotating turns cooking. Satan is the only one who really takes their tastes into consideration, because he's an intellectual and it gives him an excuse -- I mean chance," he definitely meant excuse, "to use his cookbooks and then go buy more. Mammon is one of the worst, because he would just go with instant ramen every time, which is his favorite because it's cheap and easy, but no one else's."
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Still, she works quickly, efficiently... Until she sighs when she hears of Mammon, and rubs her eyes. "It's like I tell my friend: pinching pennies on food is a good way to lose wealth and body down the line."
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He just laughs about Mammon. Everyone can't stand the scummy Avatar of Greed, but Lucifer has a soft spot for him.... if you can call using him as his favorite torture victim to hang upside down like a chandelier a soft spot. "That's the problem. Mammon can't pinch pennies, Grimm, or anything except to steal it. I'm not even sure he can do basic math. He's the avatar of Greed, but it represents more like impulsivity, and immediate satisfaction. So anytime he does get money, it's taken immediately to pay off his debts and yet he keeps on spending." He stares off into the distance in thought. "The last time I was indisposed, he went on such a gambling spree I had to have Beelz stop him half-way. If time doesn't flow such that they won't notice my absence, I'll leave it to whoever thought it was a good idea to take me and not them, to rectify the damages." Let someone else be in charge if they thought they could handle it, hah.
He happily scrubs away. Clean. The worst part of demons is how dirty things tend to be. Maybe unsurprisingly. The natural conclusion of selfishness with no one to answer to for it. And the only ones who didn't mind were like Lucfier and stuck trying to do much.