034 ± [visual / location: speares] a set of new wings and anything gold

[aintnoconvict]

Behold, Taxon, possibly the most ridiculous thing ever seen on the tablets: Glitch, bathed in the intense gleam of a rainbow, standing beside a pot of gold.

"Look what I found!" he said, all excitement and grinning and pointing. "It just...behind the shop, there's this rainbow and it looks like it goes--" He gestured in an arc to indicate some great distance across the sky. "B-but here at the end there's gold."

Then Glitch remembered he was in the city of horrors and frowned, giving the pot of gold a skeptical look. "Okay, so...what does it mean?"


ooc - yes, crack. also here be aliens.

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[aintnoconvict]

"I dunno," Glitch said with a shrug. "I mean, a bribe would make more sense if I could, you know, spend the gold on stuff. As it is all I can do is...is look at it and go 'oh, how shiny'."

Then again. "M-maybe it's both?"

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[patternal.livejournal.com]

"Not everyone can actually see past that part. Most people, in fact." At least in his experience, and he'd certainly had enough of it. There wasn't really any doubt of which side he'd be on had it magically appeared in front of him.

"'Both' just seems a little too diplomatic."

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[aintnoconvict]

Glitch shrugged, accepting that. At one point in his life he'd been something like a diplomat and stillt ended to default to compromise.

"We're probably overthinking it," he offered, and chuckled at the notion of him and his half-a-brain overthinking anything. He reached into the pot and picked up a coin, rubbing it between fingers and thumb. "It could be some joke that's only funny to hamsters for all we know."

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[patternal.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the last joke that was only funny to hamsters ended up with the walking dead overrunning city." And wasn't that a pleasant memory. Avoiding teeth and beheading monsters in the streets...and all for some damn alien amusement. "Excuse me if I'd rather not trust magically appearing wealth."