[03] || [An offer you can't refuse] || [Open]

[great_king_of_evil]

Characters: Ganondorf and you
Setting: Everywhere in the tower, Cathedral, Art Gallery and Music Floor
Format: Starting with Prose, but will match you
Summary: Ganondorf takes advantages of the situation to spread his roots throughout the Tower, Mafia style. He is also preparing his attempt to take over the Tower's Control Room (see here for more information). In this post, Ganondorf will either:
a) Try to socialize with the tower's people in order to have more relations. He'll be nicer than usual and more prone to speak.
b) Offer his service to those who are in need (there will be a list of offered service at the end of the post if you wish to pick one) without asking anything in return. Spoiler: it's a trap.
c) Try and recruit people into working for him.
d) Try and manipulate some derps strong young people into joining SS Link's group who will attempt to naively bravely break into the pods.
Warning: The name Ganondorf is a warning in itself. Put in the header if you have any preferences for how it shall go.


Default (Everywhere in the Tower)
Ganondorf was purposefully seeking to see and speak with people for once- Both those he met before and those he didn't meet- A radical change from his previous behavior to say the least. As a matter of fact, he needed more relations to have his plans progress and he needed to cultivate his image of a benevolent man whose only crime had been to try and protect his people from a selfish royal family and cruel Gods. Basically, Zelda and the Links were the bad guys, not him. Even though he would say it with more subtlety and he wouldn't word it like that…

Nevertheless he remained discreet about his intention to meet people; he was lurking around the places most people were at, observing what they were doing, seeing what it is they needed most in those dark times for the towers. If they needed food, protection, someone killed- Or even light, it was no problem for him. He most likely could make their desire into a reality. Sparing food and all kind of things those last few months had finally paid up.

So no matter where you are in the tower, odds are that you'll pass by Ganondorf. He's not stupid enough to just stop and start speaking with you out of the blue, but if he sees an occasion to start a discussion he will.

 Cathedral (13th Floor)
The only floor throughout the entire tower that wasn't disabled! It was quite intriguing as far as Ganondorf was concerned. And it was the very floor where he had organized the Evil Meeting. It was probably nothing but a mere coincidence, yet it couldn't hurt to look and see if there was something of interest in this room.

If you happen to pass by at this time, you'll find Ganondorf studying the room- Trying to find where the power may come from and why in this room and not another room.

 Art Gallery
It was dark, but Ganondorf had with him a small lantern. He could have used his own powers and in fact it was more or less the case as this lantern came from a Poe (ghost-like creature) he had created. He looked at the paintings describing him and his life-

The most annoying thing probably was that all of those paintings more or less made him out for a purely evil and sadistic being. Note, he was proud of being evil, even though he wasn't really sadistic. But that wasn't the problem. It was the image it gave of him to those people. Well, at least they knew not to mess with him, but it would have been a good idea to have, for once, a painting describing the painful and hard moments of his life.

And even when a painting was successful, the great king of evil had a problem with it. This one for example didn't look too bad, but what with the nose? As a matter of fact, every painting so far had that obsession to over exaggerate his nose. Bah. Whatever.

The last painting he spotted shocked him though. It took him five minute to fully realize this was one of his possible futures. By the time anyone would step onto that floor, this painting would be burning. At least, now he knew. Oh, and a painting about the Dark World was burning as well. Two birds with one stone.


 Music Floor (28th Floor)
Because even a Great Demon King of Evil could appreciate music- Would you be to venture on the music floor you'd most likely find Ganondorf playing Organ as he so often did, both to kill time and help focus on the problems at hand. This time he was playing was the ancestral song of the Gerudo.

Obviously, from time to time he also played his very own theme song. And as per usual, the closer someone walked to the organ, the more intense the theme was getting.


 List of service offered by Ganondorf
What he can offer:
- Food and Water. Mostly, those bars from May that Ganondorf spared. They're a bit old but still eatable and much better than nothing.
- Murder. Got someone you want to see dead? Ganondorf or one of his minions can take care of it.
- Threats. Someone in this tower threatened you and your friends or simply doesn't show you enough respect? Ganondorf can change that. He can make sure whoever harmed or plan to harm you will never think about it again.
- Flash Lights. He has three to give away- If ever you need one…
- Protection. There are many monsters roaming the tower this month. Ganondorf can make sure none ever bother you.
- Personal Guard. His shadow has been divided into ten shadows, every one of the ten looking like a Gerudo Warrior. The Great King of Evil can assign one of them to your personal protection- They're powerful enough and if ever they are defeated, the true Phantom Ganon would be summoned immediately.

What he asks in return:
- Your respect. That's right, nothing else. See the Godfather? Same thing. He won't ask you anything, but some day, and that day may never come, he may ask you a service. Being in his debts is all Ganondorf needs today.
- Your services. Optionally, you may decide to work for Ganondorf. Mostly, the job will be about fulfilling the requests above and going to look for the food, etc in his name.

Comments

Floor 13

[nightmareofdivinity]

Fou-Lu was standing near the back of the cathedral, a calm expression on his face. This place was peaceful - more than he had found in the rest of this tower - and it was quiet. It made him think of how the other Endless fared...

Until, of course, he felt that power again. He knew they would meet once more - it was inevitable. So he turned to face the man as he entered the area, not saying anything yet.

[great_king_of_evil]

What wasn't Ganondorf's surprise when he came face-to-face with Fou-Lu as he entered the Cathedral. The supposedly 'young' man from last time. The one who had been so quick to follow that woman rather than to ask him whatever questions he may have had.

"You again."

He chuckled turned to look at a stained glass. He hadn't expected to see him again so soon, but oh well...

"It can only be called fate."

[nightmareofdivinity]

"Fate? Perhaps. Perhaps it be something else."

Sometimes he detested the fact that his aura drew in others. It attracted unwanted attention more often than not.

"We did not expect to see thee in a place such as this. It seems like something a 'dark lord' would have no interest in."

[great_king_of_evil]

They had this in common then- Except for today. Today Ganondorf was purposefully trying to find and speak with people, as many as he could in fact. Even this one, after all Fou-Lu could be useful in some ways.

"I am a Dark Lord, not a fool. This place happens to be the only floor in the tower with lights on."

He quickly looked around.

"I'd like to find an explanation as to why."

Art Gallery - Option C

[madannoshashu]

[ He's snooping.

Back in the earlier days of the Organization, before their full number was even assembled, he picked up the habit of watching his fellow comrades. It's a practice with roots in an overly curious nature, so really, what he's doing now is no different from what he's always done.

Tickled more than anything by the golden-eyed visage staring back at him from one of the frames, Xigbar moves on. Well-able to navigate the darkness, he pauses at the light's approach.

Hood up, he peers down from his perch on the wall, bemused by the scenarios the room has chosen to paint of the newcomer.

Eventually, he speaks up. ]

Not to your liking?

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Ganondorf turned to the man who addressed him- Never saw his face before, not even from far. Probably someone fairly new to the tower. Well, the two paintings were still burning. Nobody needed to see possible future failures and the Dark World where had had been imprisoned for so long. ]

Whoever painted this has detestable tastes, to say the least. Those paintings are better left unseen.

[ He looks at Xigbar more closely. Something about that man feels familiar... Nah, probably just an impression. He shakes his head and turns to his portraits. ]

Those are alright.

[ He pauses. ]

And who would you be?

[madannoshashu]

[ "Better left unseen" for whom?

He taps his chin lightly at the query. ]

You know, that is an excellent question!

[ Spoken with levity and the beginnings of a smile. ]

Most people call me Xigbar. [ He gestures in Ganondorf's direction. ] And you?

[ ooc: Now worries! <3 ]

First Option, Floor 35/Lake Floor

[lookmanostrings]

The darkness within the tower didn't bother Fado-- rather reminded him of his many years bound within the Wind Temple. It was frightening, nor saddening-- merely familiar. Besides, in a way, the natural darkness was more comforting than the artificial light.

It was no surprise that he could be found in the forest, even with all the trouble that was surfacing in the tower. He knew enough to be able to forage for food and take care of himself, besides the fact that his eating habits were already different from the average human, but that was the extent of much action he could take.

The only problem was he didn't know how to deal with the situation at hand, but for now, he wasn't thinking of that. At the moment, he was settled at the lakeside, sitting near the water's edge with violin held up, though his bow sat next to him. He was plucking out the tune with his fingers instead of using the bow, making the melody much more rough and quiet. Probably to match the mood.

[great_king_of_evil]

Ganondorf first considered leaving when he spotted at far Fado. He seriously had no will to speak to that Sage and it would probably end up like last time- The both of them spitting out their beliefs and calling the other for not being open-minded. Worthless.

But... This Sage could be useful. Not only for his current plan, but also for the Triforce- If the Princess and the Hero were ever to return, he intended to go along with the young Link idea... That's when he decided to approach Fado. And when Fado would probably feel the familiar evil presence gets closer.

"I see that even for a Sage, you've accustomed to the darkness this tower is plunged into."

[lookmanostrings]

When he first senses the evil presence, Fado half holds the hope that it will leave after not much time, and he tries to ignore it. Although it becomes plainly obvious that this won't be the case, and an aggravated frown crosses his face, though he doesn't turn to face him.

"After spending so many years as a shade in the darkness I have grown rather accustomed to it, though this time I no longer sleep." He didn't bother to stop plucking his tune on the violin, though he did make it a tad softer, so he could be heard over it.

"I suppose I have you to thank for that." Although there was definitely no gratitude in his voice.

Art Gallery

[theresnosuchthing]

[There is a girl there, standing in the dark. There might or might not be one of her knives in her hand as she stares blankly at the walls with the paintings, but when the light of the lantern illuminates her face, she blinks and then smiles, bright and cheerful and entirely... eerie.]

I like the horse one.

[She gives him a closed eyed smile.]

I've always wanted to ride a horse, myself!

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Bright, cheerful and eerie smile? Immediately followed by a close-eyed smile? Absolutely no awareness of the obvious evil on those painting? Engaging a conversation with the King of Evil in such a light manner? ]

...

[ Okay. He can handle this... Thing the tower has put on his path. For the sake of succeeding his plans. Yes, for his plans. Nevertheless he can't bring himself to smile just yet. ]

There was a lot of horses back at Hyrule. I was one of the best rider in the whole kingdom, before the flood of course.

[theresnosuchthing]

Did you like it? Riding horses, I mean.

[She tilts her head to the side. What do you mean there's something weird about this situation/conversation/etc. She doesn't see anything wrong with it.]

Music Room

[thebigsister]

[Her feet are heavier than usual as she moves. If nothing else, because the growing darkness makes people antsy and she'd like to avoid unnecessary confrontations. The return of her powers had mark the return of her suit, and she was pensive still, as she contemplated what it meant. She felt... she felt so comfortable in it. What had started as necessity had, at some point, turned into genuine comfort. It was a little confusing, to be honest.

So clad in her monstrous get-up, Eleanor moved about, slow and loud... and then she heard the music. It got louder the closer she got to the music floor, and she grew quieter the more distracted she got by it. By the end of it, she'd forgotten to make sounds at all, so she was a quiet shadow by the doorway, head tilted to the side and body slightly slouched as she listened to his song.

When it wound down to an end, however, she offered muted, polite applause.]

You are a very good player.

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Again. Someone bothering him during his music session. How annoying. In fact it totally flattered his ego and pride whenever someone told him he was a good player but he wouldn't ever admit it.

He turns to her anyway... What the hell was with that suit? It's so- Weird. It's like what those treasure hunter on the Great Sea wear. What a lack of taste. Pathetic. And it looks uncomfortably warm.

Not showing a sign of his thoughts though. Instead he... Smiles. it's nearly a warm smile. Nearly. ]

Thank you. I have spent a lot of time practicing.

[ ie, Over two hundreds years in the Dark World. ]

[thebigsister]

...you would need to, wouldn't you, to show such skill.

[Despite the words, there's a bit of a wisful touch to her muted voice as she looks around. There are instruments here she knows how to play. Not her, but her through them. It's odd and it makes her wonder. Instead, she shakes her head and shifts her weight slightly. The helmet remains glowing a peaceful green.]

Would you mind an audience?

Art gallery

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

[Fi will float along to Ganondorf's side eventually, looking at all the paintings in the hall. If she could feel afraid or concerned or cold, these pictures might instill all of those within her. She can't though and so she doesn't feel a thing.]

Curious how much I missed during my slumber.

[great_king_of_evil]

They are also thing you could never have experienced. I have been able to confirm that at some point, history in our homeworld divided, giving birth to separate continuities.

[ He doesn't look at the sword spirit just yet, but he speaks normal to her. He looks at different paintings. ]

I assume we can only experience one of those con-

[ Ganondorf stops when he sees this painting. What. In the dark world. Is this? ]

[ur_batteries_are_dying]

And yet I am every single Master Sword, their origin. However the timelines divide, the Master Sword and I will remain one.

[Fi tilts her head slightly at the painting. Nothing on her face changes but there is a small feeling of sorrow within the spirit.]

Just as the Hero, you and I are connected eternally.

passing by in a hallway

[capax_infiniti]

[While most people would have difficulty navigating in the dark, Xehanort's more than at home with it. With his yellow, vaguely luminescent eyes he can see quite easily.

And thus he nods his head at Ganondorf as they pass in the hall, although he isn't certain if the Gerudo can see it.]

Sorry for the late!

[great_king_of_evil]

[ Oh, Ganondorf has no difficulty seeing the old man nodding. If Xehanort and Ganondorf have something in common aside from darkness, and dark skin tone and overall evil-ness, that would be the piercing yellow glow in their eyes.

He stops in his track and smiles at Xehanort. ]

Xehanort. Long time no see. How do you spend your free time, with the tower in such a pitiful state?

[ Since he assumes your video games don't work any more old man. ]

Re: Sorry for the late!

[capax_infiniti]

[Xehanort returns the smile, cold and calculating and quite pleased. He's not afraid to let those aspects come forth around the Gerudo King, as they share enough ideology that there's little point in hiding it.

He stops as well to engage in a bit of conversation.]

It has been quite some time indeed. I trust all is going well with your endeavours? I myself have been enjoying watching those remaining her scurrying around as though anything they do has any real bearing on the situation... and a bit of experimenting as well.

Art Gallery

[crouching_sin]

[Naoya stepped towards Ganondorf, looking at the painting he had stopped at. He raises his eyebrows, curious.]

Hmm. Seems someone got to what you wanted before you did.

[He chuckles.]

Then again, that doesn't mean it's true.

[great_king_of_evil]

It is not. Only a possible future. Or an alternate one another of my self had to suffer through.

[ He turns to the young man and raises an eyebrow. ]

And who would you be.

[crouching_sin]

There are many possible futures. It depends a lot on what path someone decides to take.

[He just grins at the question.]

You can call me Naoya. And who might you be?