Rumblr-Lifestyles of the Rich and Pointless

[rose_liberated]

Rozalin had not intended for things to get like this. She was simply...playing with her new toys. Namely, her professionally decorated penthouse, her outrageously expensive customized smartphone, and the Internet. Which was, after all, for uploading pictures of her dresses, her decorations, her incredibly expensive art and all the rest. After all, was not all media for self-glorification on some level? People would see this and understand how utterly powerful she was, to have so many beautiful and useless things.

So why was everyone seemingly intent on mocking her ruthlessly in the comments section after that one rumblr had taken her photos and posted them on it's main page? Like any Internet warrior convinced people are wrong Rozalin taps out her missive to the universe, powered by pure vitrol.

Needless to say, it would not end well.

[OOC: Rozalin has posted pictures of wealth that would make a Russian Oligarch blanch at the waste of it. Your character comments on said wealth and earns an inept flame from Rozalin. Things escalate from there. I encourage everyone to use their imagination for exactly what Rozalin has in her penthouse that's so crazy and outrageous.]

Comments

[high_on_daylight]

How much money would I have to scam off you to actually cause any financial damage?

[rose_liberated]

Er...

Rather a lot.

[high_on_daylight]

If you've nothing to lose and much to gain, it isn't much of a scam is it?

[rose_liberated]

Well if you're so smart, you shouldn't need directions to find my penthouse then, shouldn't you?

[high_on_daylight]

No. Though for respectability's sake, an address would be appreciated.

[rose_liberated]

[That takes a while for Rozalin to figure out how to message securely to Evangeline.]

[high_on_daylight]

[Around five minutes later... Rozalin's doorbell rings.]

[rose_liberated]

[ That was...suspiciously fast. Check the security cameras first. Wind them back about a minute. ]

[high_on_daylight]

[A girl just kind of walks into view, taking the stairs up, and then rings the bell. No obvious signs of anything wrong.]

[rose_liberated]

[There's no chain on Rozalin's door-but it does only open a sliver at first. And anyone trying to push it open will have to push against a pretty powerful piston.]

You got here awfully fast. Just who are you?

[high_on_daylight]

I live like two blocks over, it's not a long walk.

[rose_liberated]

Is that so? You still have yet to introduce yourself, or explain why a girl of your apparent age would be a good guide.

[high_on_daylight]

I am Evangeline Anastasia Katherine McDowell, and I've known Venture City for a very, very long while.

[rose_liberated]

... Well, I suppose I can't expect much more without an introduction of my own. I am Rozalin. Er, Rozalin Nonez.

[Because seriously, it's an impenetrable code to spell your mom's name backwards as your surname. Nobody would EVER know that you are a demon on the basis of that, right?]

[high_on_daylight]

A fake last name, then? You had to run from something, I presume.

[Evangeline's little guess, is all.]

[rose_liberated]

[The choking noise Rozalin makes is almost inaudible before she opens the door fully. She has schooled her features to not give the whole game away.]

I suppose you think you are clever.

[high_on_daylight]

No, no. There is an important difference that will help you immensely to understand, if you wish to stay safe here.

I know I am clever.

[rose_liberated]

The difference between the two being merely a matter of confidence.

So why the sudden interest in me? I mean, I am glorious and wonderful, but you seem...underwhelmed.

[high_on_daylight]

In truth? You're just interesting enough to be worth meeting and talking to a little. Perhaps we could even be truthfully of use to one another, after all.

Up to you if she can detect any magic from the gun.

[rose_liberated]

Very high standards you have, if even I just barely pass the threshold of acceptable conversation. But I don't really have any agenda that I would need someone to be used for.

She's not signaling if she's noticed or not.

[high_on_daylight]

Oh?

Then what, might I ask, has brought you out to Venture City, in particular?

[rose_liberated]

I simply...well, I haven't come here for any particular reason at all, other than to gain some time to think.

[high_on_daylight]

You sure chose a busy place to think. And brought a lot of money with you in the process.

Some people go out into the woods with little more than one backpack's worth of things for that.

[rose_liberated]

I...I prefer a life of comfort to living on sticks and twigs and granola.

And perhaps I will move on if things grow too noisy here.

[high_on_daylight]

Hrm. Fair enough.

But you've definitely picked an interesting place to come. And with so much money and no explanation as to where it came from, either. That always draws attention.