Wielder of Names 2-35
‘On the topic of dogs, a passing priest once pressed me quite fervently on the subject of my own mortality. He was very concerned about preserving the nature of my immortal essence. “Grandson,” said I, “I am old and my bones are sopping with death already. Why should I care?” He went on to describe in great detail the rituals that could be undertaken to guard one’s soul against degradation and ensure smooth passage to the next realm.
“Do you perform these rites every day?” I asked him, trying to humor him. “Of course, auntie,” said the priest, “Every morning before I wake fully I perform my rites, then four more times a day before rest. It keeps me in good health and spirits, knowing that my death will be a golden door to paradise.”
“Four times a day?” I said, incredulous. “Of course,” said the priest, “Don’t you think about dying, auntie? You should be worried, at your age.”
“Do you think about dying?” I asked him. “How about before sleep?”
“Yes,” he said, seeing that I was clearly straining his good nature. “How about when you bathe?” I asked him. He thought a moment. “Well, sometimes,” he replied. “How about when you shit?” I said. “Never,” he said brusquely.
“Not even once?”
“Well maybe once, but I don’t see the point! Who knows?” he said, clearly seeking to draw away from me and peddle his wares onto more the more gullible trash that populated the gutter. “A dog has more sense than you,” I said to him, and thumbed at a lazy mutt that was picking through the market. “He doesn’t think of death at all. Not when he sleeps, not when he bathes, and certainly not when he shits.”
“And I supposed there’s a point,” said the priest.
“You and he will both die,” I pointed out to him. “The four great elements of your bodies will collapse one into the other and you will both become no more substantial than a fart.” I should mention at this time in my life I had very little patience for rhetoric.
The priest spat on me later. I didn’t mind.’
-Meti, of the Yellow City
I’m beginning to wonder if all “recreational” fluids are made from devils.
It would make sense. There seems to be no end to the Black Flame. Fabricating things from devils would be far easier than from the earth and the plants… of which there seem to be few.
What did you think it meant when they said you were drinking spirits?
and what of other substances?
=//=
WHAT OF GLASS, BLACKENED OR OTHERWISE?
I KNEW IT.
Here come the Lovely Daughters.
Great. Now I can’t see them without thinking of the Olson twins. Thanks a bunch, Possible Marble.
*bows*
The Truth always overcomes the Lie, and as such ALL THINGS FADE.
Of course it does, but the Truth is that no such Truth exists, only Lies. And the greatest Lie of all is the Lie of YISUN. In lieu of this, to Lie is to struggle against Truth, and to struggle is the essence of existence.
So all things fade, as such to allow struggle, to nurture the violence against the grand whole and the secret name of YISUN.
Chekov’s doll, get!
I wonder if there’s going to be some real-world sequences in here; I’d love to see her sorority sister’s reactions to that sort of thing. 😛
I would honestly want the sorority to meet Cio and learn and the bizarre and horrifying thing alice has learned over the past day or so from her perspective. Like the all mighty is dead, the multiverse is ruled by warlords, and the fact the devils and angels exist but not in the way they know it.
I find a certain regret in how we are leaving Princess…Moonshine…Luna… whatever name she chooses as the one she actually goes by, possibly to be left in the questionably tender care of Dhuutholmel, who I do believe Vladok was the grandfather of. How does a family dynamic work when a devil gets remasked?
princess mamoru moonshine jagermeister jack jack daniels timothy tim bill freddy mercury blueberry luna esq. will never forget such a title
=//=
PMMJJJDTTBFMBLE, PRONOUNCED PUMIJ-JEJUD-TETEB-FIMBLE. NEVER FORGET.
Why are they chasing her?
I’m pretty sure they’re Preem Nand’s “dolls”, Sweetie Pie and Honey Bunch. I’m sure Cio’s unexpected departure caused quite a crisis in Nand’s brothel.
Well then. I think perhaps it is better, for everyone’s sake, that Cio and Oscar have parted ways.
Also I feel like there’s going to be something involving dogs in the near future. I could, of course, be wrong.
I imagine it has something to do with Praman Nand’s words to Allison, when they first met.
“Silly mouse fled a cat and thought she was safe, she forgot about dogs-… And other things.” Or something of that matter, anyway
Right cleversome tha art.
Was she victim of not being able to understand black speech every time? It would be interesting to know if NOT using the magic was intentional…
No, she ate the first devil after vomiting it up. Presumably that afforded her its benefits on a permanent basis.
I meant the “get drunk for me” magic. Did she avoid it intentionally?
Cio seems impressed.
So am I.
It’s a fortunate thing Cio brought along Allison’s sword. We may witness the drunken idiot style performed by a master
Oh my god, I almost spit out my drink.
Quick, fashion petty masks from thy hair and clothing and name those gullet-borns:
Chef Huey Kataphrakt Jingle Bells Jingle Bells Mathilda Ravenhorn senior
Citoyen Dewey Doubledork Mûmakil Silent Night Holy Night Ferrum née Rhododendron
And Freiherr Louie von Flabberghast zu Rocketchic Leise Rieselt der Schnee Calibania Coppertongue the Thirtythird
They look pale to me, it may be that they can get no lower.
All Hail the Boozecloud
Quick, fashion petty masks from thy hair and clothing and name those gullet-borns:
Chef Huey Kataphrakt Jingle Bells Jingle Bells Mathilda Ravenhorn senior
Citoyen Dewey Doubledork Mûmakil Silent Night Holy Night Ferrum née Rhododendron
And Freiherr Louie von Flabberghast zu Rocketchic Leise Rieselt der Schnee Calibania Coppertongue the Thirtythird
I hope it turns out that her.. uh.. soul-liver can handle all that booze.
Is it even technically alcohol? I suppose devil-booze can just do whatever devil-booze does but is it like the same active chemical?
Now that would be an interesting answer: does she have to eat the booze devils? How did she get the idea to do that during the interlude when she puked in the sink?
White chain had previously informed her she would have to eat the devil to retain the Gift of Tongues. I doubt additional devil consumption will be necessary
To gain the Gift of Tongues, yes. Perhaps eating additional Devils will allow her to receive additional gifts?
One of the liturgies mention the hazards of eating blue devils so often you end up crapping them out, and suggested hiring a translator for your long-term needs, rather than take the risk.
Cio would be an awful DM given the way she railroads this. Managed to avoid two perfectly fine plot hooks in two panels.
That is why she writes fanfiction and not campaigns. Pr’haps you’d like her to walk into the jaws of danger like Alice-UN, but our dear Cio is sadly not a fool.
Problem is, the third plot hook caught up with her anyway, and that in absence of the two others…
Besides, the magisters and all those demons would make totally sweet minions.
The three mini demons are at least a convenient alternative to keeping the newly named Esquire as a pet. Alison might even be pocketing them already by the last panel, her guide too distracted to speak on them.
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These comments are threaded. Congratulations on saying precisely nothing of substance bout today’s page. It must be hard copypasting that ad.
But wading through a sea of comments is the whole fun of it, is it not?
…and no one was suprised; we all knew Allison could make it without the doll. Like a true King would.
Hail!
While the consumption of devil liquor, and the resulting devils, is used primarily for it’s benefits — of which the acquisition of languages is only the first — many of the practice’s euphemisms have migrated to more common forms of alcoholism.
Such is it that “Slaying your demons” has become slang for both binge drinking and the resulting hangovers.
This is the context in which AL-YS-UN will kill six billion demons.
Given that the Red Devil Liquor earlier made her grow horns, I wonder what all that is going to do.
Workin’ on her Hero Cred.
And thus did the great king, Allice Kill Six Billion Demons, drink the Ebon devil under the table, with no magical assistance whatsoever, and then kick his ass and bind him.
That’s our King.
*Alison Vomits Devils*
Such a majestic royal. ALL HEIL ALICE-UN!
(And I know her name is Allison, but the Dethroned King who named her the KSBD Heir kept insisting on calling her Alice)
Gods end their name with YS or UN according to which of the duality they sprung from. He thought she was being a chuuni and calling herself Alice-UN.
Wait is that canonical?
Indeed, when explaining the Multiplicity and the Divine Suicide, the honorifics of YS and UN appear multiple times and are explained as the 777,777 children of black YIS and white UN, the two halves of YISUN.
but are not men and devils the daughters of YIS?
the servants and angels are sons of UN.
=//=
YOU ERR, OUR RECORDS ARE CLEAR!
That’s amazing
Good on you, Allie. Show them devils who’s boss.
Has no one else noticed Cio’s “ex-boyfriend” remark concerning Oskar?
We have.
But, dunno, seemed kind of obvious.