[video]

[blastiafreak]

[Here is one Rita, glancing off to the side of the camera defensively.]

Okay, if--if nobody comes and picks them up, I'm not keeping them all.

[A slight blurring of the video as the camera rotates, and the picture focuses on no fewer than half a dozen cats lounging in various spaces in the study.

Yeah, guess who was busy during that robbing curse. Eyes is nowhere to be seen...because he's out of sight of the device, comfortably situated in Rita's lap.]

[ooc: If your character owns a cat, feel free to have theirs be part of Rita's haul!]

Comments

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

They're dirty in more ways than just that.

[blastiafreak]

What's that supposed to mean?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

On the inside, too. The way they think, it's just... [ Awkward gesturing goes here. ] ...you know.

But they are gross on the outside.

[blastiafreak]

[And here's an exasperated expression in response.]

No, I don't. What's wrong with it?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

It's just weird! And I can hear their thoughts, so it's extra annoying.

[blastiafreak]

Oh, really? Can you hear mine right now?

[Thoughts of He's a total weirdo...]

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Yes! And shut up, I am not!

[blastiafreak]

[Blink. Okay, she wasn't expecting that...]

W-wait, you're not serious--Aren't you just pulling my leg?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

I told you, I'm God.

[blastiafreak]

...Okay, so you can read minds. But if you're a god or whatever, how'd you end up stuck here?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Like I know. Maybe those stupid deities wished for me or something, but they haven't told me anything.

[blastiafreak]

For someone who's supposed to be a deity yourself, you don't know much, do you?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

I can't read their minds!

[blastiafreak]

So does that make them more powerful than you?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Well-- that-- I bet they're not even real gods, I don't know how they're doing that!

[ This is like the tiny god equivalent of a temper tantrum. Clearly, he is not much for keeping a good public image. ]

[blastiafreak]

There's no way they're actual gods, but you don't look so special, either.

[Mind-reading abilities or not.]

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

...

...do you think I'd look more like a god if I looked more manly?

[blastiafreak]

What? What kind of lame idea is that?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Shut up! You were the one who said that I don't look right!

[blastiafreak]

I'm just saying you're nothing special, all right?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

Well, what's so non-special about me, then? I'm definitely a god, you know!

[blastiafreak]

How about the fact that you're stuck here like the rest of us? What kind of god manages that?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

...what if I just don't feel like leaving right now?

[blastiafreak]

Why the hell would you want to stay?

[heliolatrous.livejournal.com]

There's probably some reason.