tampered | I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget.

When; Starting Friday night around 10, ending sometime Saturday
Rating; on the safe side R
Characters; Open to all!
Summary; To shake things up and have some fun, or cause trouble as the case may be, someone is throwing a party...
Log;

Sometime Thursday everyone no matter their age (barring the residences of Setsuna Muduo, the angel Michael, and anyone Hatter has been able to determine as friends of the one called Ikki) in the City will have received a notice inviting them to a party on the outer edge of the City.

The address leads to a modest little place with garden and labyrinth that has been decorated in smoke, fog and glow sticks. There is live music thanks to Curt Wild & Time Bomb, food, drinks of the alcoholic and non varieties, along with some more atypical treats (do be careful which pills you mix with which).

The host of the evening, the Master of Ceremonies so to speak, is a quaint thing harlequin painted for those who've yet to meet nem. Do feel free to mix and mingle, the night is quite young and it is a party after all. Just don't forget the overall theme: it's not a real party until everyone's clothes come off.

Just be care of the maze...there's at least one psychotic vampire on the prowl.

((Pretty much this is a giant open log, feel free to comment either openly or in private closed threads. Also Hatter will be wandering about, if you want nem to tag you please let me know via subject line. Thanks and enjoy!))

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Immediately the sinner recognized nir and greeted back with a small bow of his own head. Just as he remembered nir. He was certainly pleased to see this one had returned. "This is quite a place you've gotten yourself in such a short span of time." Aion played innocent as he glanced up at the room's decor with a smile.

He took precaution of those around before stating the next. "Were the 'favors' sufficient for the occasion?", he spoke in a lower volume for privacy as he averted his eyes towards hir and took a sip of his drink.

Ne wasn't very hard to recognize, it was nearly impossible to hide that particular style and look of nirs. "It is quite a bit much, isn't it? A gift from the past it seems."

Aion might be worried about others overhearing, but ne'd never been one to be coy or shy. "Very satisfactory. There have been no complaints to reach one's ear." Most people didn't care what they were given as long as it worked and they didn't have to pay for it themselves. No, the people there only cared for the vices they could indulge in.

"Come let us move to a more private place; we have things to catch up on, do we not?" There was a library just a few feet from them, and Hatter had no problem leading the way.

"Good." Aion gave a pleased smile to hear that when ne suggested the next. Without another word, he followed right along to the library while memorizing the general layout of the place. Not that he had any worries of having to make a quick exit for the evening but for future reference. One could never be too prepared for anything that may come his way.

Once there, he stepped in to nonchalantly browse the selection on the shelf with his fingers. "Well now, where shall we begin?", the sinner calmly spoke up to break the ice. His eyes averting towards the jester, he turned to lean his back against a table or desk to face nem with a playful grin.

There are plenty of places to sit in the room, but this is Hatter and everything has purpose when it comes to nem. The best spot in the room is of course on top of the table--it generally is in nir opinion and it offers the perfect view of the room.

So many questions, so much to learn...Ne laughingly replies, "One usually starts a story at the beginning and continues til the end."

He lightly laughed to that. Smart ass. Nothing in particular it seemed. Well then, if a story was what ne wished, a story was what ne was going to get. The question was where to begin. Aion wasn't the type to go blabbing about himself left and right to someone he's previously known and briefly at that. Only information that was essential was ever shared even amongst his closest comrades back home. And even if he did know the previous Hatter, he had to be certain that they still held the same ideals at the least.

"All right. Then let's begin with this." He pushed off to slowly circle the table as he gestured with one hand. "This City is no different than an enormous bird cage, don't you think, Hatter? Clipped of our wings, we were stuffed here to mingle with others alike from different parts of the world. Ah, universe in this case. The owners dangle a piece of cracker before us in exchange for pure entertainment. When told to squawk, it's only the matter of whether we willingly deliver or have it be wrung out of us."

The sinner's eyes returned to the jester's as a smirk pulled at his lips. "I come from a similar society, you see. However, I've bitten a finger or two off of mine. Rattled the cage! Only then was true freedom attained." He softly sighed and gave a shrug. "But, unfortunately as long as the world keeps making cages and hunters will hunt, such struggle will never cease." Aion stopped before Hatter, facing nem. "I intend to fix that."

Ne's a most patient listener when the moment called for it, this was one of those moments not just because He had commanded nem to learn more but ne was curious as to nir other self's motives. Ne thought him useful. Perhaps he would be.

Nothing gives way to nir thoughts as ne listens. With different names to places it would be history ne'd lived through. Ne watched as he spoke a smile lighting up nir face as the tale became more and more familiar. Not until he stopped does ne say anything, "You wish a revolution."

"Precisely." The smile on Hatter's face was enough to see ne was just as he remembered. "Anarchy at its finest." Aion added with a laugh and continued on. "I'm certain you've already noticed the slight change in your body." Even his demonic powers were being suppressed by some kind of force. His strikes were not as powerful and his wings unable to let him soar as high as he pleased. A matter that was all too frustrating.

"For the most part everyone is under the same assumption." The O'Mighty Deities of this City are the ones who have that power and control over its citizens but he had to wonder more and more the longer he stayed. What if this were all a grand set up with illusions and spectacles to entertain and fool? What if these God-like figures were nothing more than he or nir? It was food for thought.

Oh ne'd noticed several changes, mostly frustrating ones that amounted a certain lack in powers. At least ne had been forewarned of the possibility before ne'd found nemself needing to use one that was no longer in nir reach. Annoying to say the least.

"And which assumption is this? One has thought many things since coming here."

"The assumption that the deities are to be worshiped in exchange for salvation. Not everything one is told holds true after all, don't you agree?" Foolish humans. In a survival of the fittest world, one can't simply sit back, watch, and pray that things will go well. One must strive and take action.

"There are at least five of them though I've only interacted with two." he explained as he recalled his conversations. They were as vague and confusing as the City itself.

Ne does know more than a fair share about such things depending on who a person asked and it was amusing that he was asking that of nem in particular. Words never mattered as long as ne got what ne wanted with them. "Is that a prevailing thought or has it been stated? That we are to worship the fools who run the asylum."

"There have been a few on the system; not that One has spoken with them, preferring not to deal with even false, or not, gods." Ne has no need for any of them after all. It would be curious to find out just what he had planned, not that ne'd ask; but, it was always a good idea to know what was going on, what chaos that might take place or need pushing.

"Not in particular. Only that they have addressed the citizens as their children. Wearing the maternal/paternal crown. They've made themselves well known of who's in control. Just a natural flow of things for the weak to obey is all." Aion explained.

"Heh, that's probably for the best. It's not as if you'd get any answers nor hold a comprehensive conversation for that matter."

Ne has no wish to deal with nir own father as it is, let alone any other who might want to fill the role. Ne's had quite enough of other's deciding nir fate and fortune.

"Many speak as if to children when they are of the belief that they are the superior." It was an annoyance, but easily overlooked if one was smarter than that.

"And just what is the plan of action?" Ne's no fool, except when ne is, and hopefully neither is he. It would be unwise to bring up the topic without a course plotted out.

I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget.

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