08 | your blood drool attracts the flies

[scentofmakai]

Characters: Zett Takajo and you!
Setting: 58, 29, 13, Wildcard.
Format: Actionspam, will switch to match.
Summary: Zett spends the day in his demonic (belzebul) form. He practices flying, hangs around the hedge maze, sings an irreverent song in the church, and at night goes monster hunting.
Warnings: Violence towards monsters or people possible. Irreverence towards churches.

[A: floor fifty-eight, day]
[Tall floors mean flying practice, and Zett takes advantage of the full height of the floor, flying in complicated arcs and loops in a way that would probably be very impressive if you could ignore the hanging corpses above him.

Maybe you can ignore that. Your call.

When he feels like he's done enough, he reclines against a wall for a bit.]

[B: floor twenty-nine, day]
[Since Zett can just fly over the hedge maze, he enjoys this floor and its lovely plants. He can be found stopping to smell the roses, or if someone seems to be having trouble with the maze itself-]

Need a hint?

[-he'll be a good Samaritan.]

[C: floor thirteen, day]
[Demons in his world aren't actually hurt by churches, so he's just going to stretch out on one of the pews.

He won't actively bother anybody praying, but if it doesn't look like anyone is...]

Old Noah was mucking the Ark out one day when he heard a great shriek from the neighboring stall, said he to poor Ham who was hugging his loins, "Ah, the hedgehog, my boy, can't be buggered at all"~

[Obviously he has tons of respect for sanctity.]

[D: any floor that doesn't null powers, night]
[While it is strange for monsters to fight each other, you'd be forgiven for believing the giant fly-person shooting lightning to be another monster. If you're going hunting, too, or he's distracted you might even get an attack in before he greets you with a] Hey!

[Whether you assume he's a monster or not, he's certainly a sight. Most common enemies don't stand much of a chance.]

Comments

b, twenty-nine

[bydefacto]

[Sealand nearly jumps out of his skin when he sees who asked that question. At first he thinks it's a monster, out in the daylight for a change, but then he sees the collar around his neck. He glances back at the fork in the path ahead, utterly clueless as to where to turn next. He's been here on this maze for ages now; exploring is a pain sometimes.

After a moment he looks up and nods, admitting defeat. He's lost.]

Um. Yes, please!

[belzebul]

Left just leads to dead ends. Go right.

[Zett may look kind of scary to a young nation, but he's being truthful. Right is indeed the correct path.]

[bydefacto]

Oh, okay-- Thank you... uh, Mister!

[Only a little unsure, Sealand does as instructed and turns to the right. It's not long until he comes across another fork in the path.]

Where now? Am I near the exit yet?

[belzebul]

Here you go right again, and then it's straight on to the exit.

[It's like he says. Zett flies over the hedges to meet him there.]

[bydefacto]

[He nods and hurries in the direction pointed out to him, grinning when he finally reaches the exit.]

Thanks! I thought I was gonna be lost in there until it got dark.

C

[papillonmagique]

[Zoe tended to wander to the church floor every so often just to check if one of those asshole superiors from her world is here. Of course, they aren't, but she thinks what she's hearing is better anyway.]

What is that, exactly? [She sounds very amused from where she's leaning against the staircase.]

[belzebul]

"The Hedgehog Can Never Be Buggered At All". Eleven verses of sixteen lines each. I have no idea who came up with it, but it took a while for me to memorize and I'm a little hazy around the giraffe.

[He knew Zoe wouldn't mind. Zett lifts his head up to grin at her over a pew.]

[papillonmagique]

[She just laughs even more, still grinning brightly.]

Well, it is certainly interesting. I will have to ask you to teach me some of the verses one day, then.

[belzebul]

That'll occupy you for the next few weeks.

How have you been, Zoe?

[papillonmagique]

Good, I need something to occupy myself with. [Now she finally steps down from the staircase and walks over to the pew he's on.]

And I have been alright. Nothing too awful, and I had fun at that carnival before it went all Tower on us. What about you?

Floor Twenty-nine

[sunflowerfairy]

[And, since Yotsuba had ended up in the maze while she was wandering about, would gladly take Zett up on his offer. Even if she didn't quite recognize the demon like this.]

Yeah! Yotsuba would like one! But who are you?! Are you a good person?!

[belzebul]

[Zett just laughs, amused by the turn of events.]

Well, I don't know, am I a good big brother? Go left.

[sunflowerfairy]

[And Yotsuba would go left, now a little bit enlightened as to who she was talking to.]

Oh! Zett! You're a good honorary big brother! I didn't re..recognize you like that! How did you turn into that?!

[belzebul]

It's just a talent I have! I can't do more than a couple other shapes though.

[He could probably do the biggest form Aleph's Beelzebub takes... or even the really giant Zebul that had absorbed him, but he didn't want to take that form.]

[sunflowerfairy]

[Sadly, while Zett might not want to take that form, she was still going to be curious about what else he could turn into..]

I dunno what a talent is, but it's still awesome that you can turn into that! What else can you turn into though?!

C: Floor thirteen

[brbtalkingtogod]

Noah, huh?

[Now that was someone Lucifel heard about. But that's another story.]

Why should I have expected you to be one of those having fun with songs like these?

[belzebul]

Probably because I'm a demon, uncle, and we're not big into reverence.

[Zett stretches out all of his arms.]

Come to think of it, I was like this when we met, wasn't I?

[brbtalkingtogod]

I'm aware of that. Don't let Yotsuba hear that kind of song though. She probably won't understand it, but I don't want to come up with an explanation.

[Seriously, he doesn't want to explain why a Ham was hugging his loins to her.]

Yeah, but I think you were sleeping.

[belzebul]

Don't look at me like that. I wouldn't expose kids to that kind of raunchy song, especially not Yotsuba.

Yeah, I was. I think that was also the day I started calling Enoch 'uncle'.

[He had a complicated reason for it at the time involving family trees in different universes, but now it's more of 'I like him and you can't stop me from saying it'.]

[brbtalkingtogod]

Just getting sure. But that's good to know or I would have needed to have a serious talk with you.

[But as long as Zett wouldn't do such a thing it's all fine.]

How long ago is it...

[Lucifel tries to remember how long it's been... but he has difficulties with doing so. Him not traveling through time however he liked it is still something he isn't used to.]

Floor Twenty Nine

[nordic_dovahkiin]

[Brunwulf sniffed the air within the maze. He had somehow found himself lost, yet again, and was now hoping to exit the maze. Fast. He did not like being trapped within here like an animal. He turned another corner and hoped the path led outwards but he was wrong.

He grunted then saw movement. He unsheathed his great sword and took a few steps towards the figure. At first sight he looked like a wood elf. Could it be another elf within the maze alongside him? He growled. Ungh. Elves.]

What be you doing here, lad?

[belzebul]

Cheating at mazes.

[While Zett may normally look like an elf, he doesn't stay that way. Darkness surrounds him and when it clears he's a lot more like a giant fly who rises up over the hedge walls and takes a look around.]

This is a lot easier than just walking.

[nordic_dovahkiin]

What in the world?- [Brunwulf gasped, as he gazed upon the giant fly. He unsheathed his sword and swallowed.] What magic is this? You can transform at will?

Are you some kind of mage?

[belzebul]

Didn't I say so last time we met? I'm a demon.

[Although considering what he was under the influence of that day, he doesn't blame him for not believing him.]

You should put that sword away before you hurt somebody.

[nordic_dovahkiin]

Demons in my world are much different to the one which you are. I hold my sword how I like and no one tells me otherwise. [He growled at the creature and held his guard up.]