[ After the initial briefing he'd received from the spellbound and mystified Prismals, Ozyamandias had finally been placated enough to somewhat accept his circumstances if only because of course, they would summon him. Who else would have enough chroma to save these beleaguered souls? And what great power they possessed! Who else could stand to harness it but a being of his magnitude?
Yes, his presence here makes sense now, so he's arrived at Lunatia, intent on setting up properly so he could exercise dominion over its wayward people. Unfortunately, his Ramesseum Tentyris is currently unavailable for habitation (he had some choice words when it appeared barely much larger than himself), so he will simply have to build himself a new temple here.
How thoughtful of them to provide a building which to create a foundation. Yes, this entire building will suit him just fine. And they even said he could customize it to his wishes! As though they even have to grant him permission. He's already granted it to himself as he fiddles with the control panel of what he will call his main chambers, only he keeps turning on what he assumes is a modern day blender with it instead of creating any adequate interior design choices with it.
Cue him exiting his room and finding the first poor soul who has stumbled into his immediate vicinity. ]
You-! It is your fortunate day. Rejoice! Abandon that sour expression. I have decided to appoint you as a temporary attendant. Or rather, you should consider this a trial.
[ His eyes shut as he spreads his arms wide in front of his doorway. ]
I will give you the honor of showing me how to use this apparatus! A true delight, isn't it? What are you hesitating for?
II. Udderly Smoothaka i'm sorry
[ These Prismals are already requesting his radiant presence at the beach. While he thought the invitation too forward at first, he was rather curious about this Coiled Hearts Festival. If it's anything like the Valentine's Day he had grown accustomed to in Chaldea, he should expect to find himself showered with many chocolates and doting followers.
Don't rush to greet him all at once... yes, even the sea life is attracted to his brilliance, feeling the octopi scuttle over without having to resort to so much as a blow of any flute. He manages to flick the first waves of them off easily, but one sneaky one catches him off-guard, squirting his lower back. Oh, it will regret being so daring with him.
Just as Ozymandias turns to zap the octopus with his cane, he feels a strange tingling sensation from his chest. Twin streams of something white and thick start to sluice down his chest and stomach, making him actually balk a little as he's quite sure there is no feasible way this can be possible. ]
Wh-How-?!
[ Rushing to comport himself once more, he stiffly crosses his arms and tries (in vain) to ignore the fact that he's ...leaking. Everywhere. There must be some valid reason for this. ]
Your eyes linger here a little too long. Is it my heavenly visage that compels you to stare? [ Pay no attention to the profuse leaking. ] Fetch me a towel, and I may allow you to keep your eyes on me some more.
Ozymandias | Fate/GO
[ After the initial briefing he'd received from the spellbound and mystified Prismals, Ozyamandias had finally been placated enough to somewhat accept his circumstances if only because of course, they would summon him. Who else would have enough chroma to save these beleaguered souls? And what great power they possessed! Who else could stand to harness it but a being of his magnitude?
Yes, his presence here makes sense now, so he's arrived at Lunatia, intent on setting up properly so he could exercise dominion over its wayward people. Unfortunately, his Ramesseum Tentyris is currently unavailable for habitation (he had some choice words when it appeared barely much larger than himself), so he will simply have to build himself a new temple here.
How thoughtful of them to provide a building which to create a foundation. Yes, this entire building will suit him just fine. And they even said he could customize it to his wishes! As though they even have to grant him permission. He's already granted it to himself as he fiddles with the control panel of what he will call his main chambers, only he keeps turning on what he assumes is a modern day blender with it instead of creating any adequate interior design choices with it.
Cue him exiting his room and finding the first poor soul who has stumbled into his immediate vicinity. ]
You-! It is your fortunate day. Rejoice! Abandon that sour expression. I have decided to appoint you as a temporary attendant. Or rather, you should consider this a trial.
[ His eyes shut as he spreads his arms wide in front of his doorway. ]
I will give you the honor of showing me how to use this apparatus! A true delight, isn't it? What are you hesitating for?
II. Udderly Smooth
aka i'm sorry[ These Prismals are already requesting his radiant presence at the beach. While he thought the invitation too forward at first, he was rather curious about this Coiled Hearts Festival. If it's anything like the Valentine's Day he had grown accustomed to in Chaldea, he should expect to find himself showered with many chocolates and doting followers.
Don't rush to greet him all at once... yes, even the sea life is attracted to his brilliance, feeling the octopi scuttle over without having to resort to so much as a blow of any flute. He manages to flick the first waves of them off easily, but one sneaky one catches him off-guard, squirting his lower back. Oh, it will regret being so daring with him.
Just as Ozymandias turns to zap the octopus with his cane, he feels a strange tingling sensation from his chest. Twin streams of something white and thick start to sluice down his chest and stomach, making him actually balk a little as he's quite sure there is no feasible way this can be possible. ]
Wh-How-?!
[ Rushing to comport himself once more, he stiffly crosses his arms and tries (in vain) to ignore the fact that he's ...leaking. Everywhere. There must be some valid reason for this. ]
Your eyes linger here a little too long. Is it my heavenly visage that compels you to stare? [ Pay no attention to the profuse leaking. ] Fetch me a towel, and I may allow you to keep your eyes on me some more.
Wildcard.
[ Give me other festive prompts... please. ]