Life Hacks/Hallomod(Sammael-Useful)/Try to make friends with her
"Well," you say with a laugh, "I like to be useful." You stand up from the crate and lean against one of the eaves. "So, what's next? Are you busy, or would you like to hang out?"
"Hang out?" she replies. "What just . . . chill? . . . here? . . . with you?"
You shrug. "Why not? How long has it been since you just played Life for the sake of playing it, and not to fuck over the players?"
She rolls her eyes. "I have reasons, you know," she says. "It's not like they don't deserve what they get."
Hey," you say, "I'm not saying they don't deserve it. I don't know the whole situation. I'm just saying it doesn't always have to be about revenge. You could take some you time, they'll still be there afterward."
She sighs heavily. "It has been a while since I logged in just to relax." She laughs. "Not that fucking with everyone isn't fun. It's loads of fun. It can be a little stressful though, hiding from the admin while sewing chaos for the players."
"Why not just chill for a bit . . . enjoy the game a little?"
"What are you up to?"
"You're apparently deciding my fate," you say matter-of-factly. "I'd rather a relaxed devil was deciding my fate than a pent-up devil."
"You're different," she says with a wry smile. "I like your AI. I might need to make a copy before we part . . . if that's okay."
"Oookay," you say, "I don't suppose I have a problem with it. I'll take it as a compliment."
"Oh, you should," she says, getting a bit serious again, "I don't like most of the personalities in this game . . . or the real world for that matter. Did you have something in mind . . . relaxing wise?"
I could fuck your brains out, you think to yourself. "I don't know," you say out loud, "what are you into when you aren't spreading chaos and destruction."
"You were just thinking about fucking me, weren't you?"
She definitely caught you off guard, and while you could catch yourself you simply let instinct take over for a moment and stammer, "Wha- I . . . um?"
"God," she laughs, "I knew it. That's fifteen year old hormones for you. But seriously, I'm not looking for a hook-up. This," she points back and forth between the two of you, "this is kind of nice. You know just talking to someone that I don't despise, and actually has a brain. I don't get to do this often."
"That's good to hear," you say, "sorry about lusting after your body, but it's partly your fault. You made the avatar that hot. I'm always up for intellectual discourse though. What's the subject?"
"I prefer to let that develop organically, otherwise it's just a debate . . . and debates are boring."
"Fair enough," you reply.
You seem to be doing very well . . . maybe a little more work and you could actually be friends with the devil. Who'd have thunk?
What do you do?
- Hit on her
- Ask her about Cora
- Ask her about God Warning! This passage contains an alternate interpretation of the Judeo-Christian God YHWH as relates to his nature in the story as a person playing a god in a video game, as told through the character that was playing Sammael (the Satan). This is not intended to be an accurate representation of YHWH by any stretch of the imagination. If you feel this might offend you please avoid this option. Warning! Claimed--Elerneron (talk) 09:18, 2 January 2017 (CET)
Infinity Pocket
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