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Kai could only force a smile about Charlotte’s comment, but he ignored to drink just like she did, however he left it on the table in case she’d have changed her mind. It would have been utterly stupid of him to poison the wine, and of course it wasn’t poisoned, but still he would have been curious to see whether Charlotte trusted him, even if she had no reason to. “What I want to talk about is an ally.” He could have given a long speech but it wasn’t necessary as he’s already told this desire of his to the other cult leader a while ago. “I am willing to negotiate, to make some changes, but I have some goals with my cult, with my goals what will happen. Such as me gaining a senate seat, then the White House….maybe it sounds shallow but if you think about it, we can’t make a whole nation kneel front of us without gaining actual power. People believe what the media shows them…and with that we can put our message out there….without power you must know very well where did all the cults ended up. In tragic, blood and death. But I will let none of this happen to me and my followers, and if the two of us would work together we would have a full chance to not only survive but to gain eternal power.”
She listened to him speak, what he had to offer was pretty tempting. But she still had a problem with his platform in that there was a lack of it. She knew of the other cults before, but they failed because of the leader getting too full of themselves. She was not that, she had a message and she was simply the only being to give that message out. Kai just wanted attention.
“Marshall Applewhite had a near death experience and saw visions. Jim Jones was a messenger of people of all races working together through God. Charles Manson thought he was getting messages from a Beatles record. All these men were given something and had something to believe in. What was your vision? What experience did you have that caused your platform? What even is your platform? I had a vision, The Bringer of Death came to me and told me the truth of what’s to come. I know my platform, my base and what I will bring to this world. If I don’t know your vision, then I don’t know how we can work together.”
or— send in your muse’s reaction to mine asking.
“Look, shit is going on and I for one am not into it okay?”
“Please tell me you got the good kush.”
“I’m not one to be happy go lucky.
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“I’m just a mirror.
Anything you see in me, is in you.
I am you.”
Indie Role Play Blog for AHS: Cult’s Kai Anderson
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Indie Violet Harmon/Zoe Benson||Semi Selective
”Okay….you know what? Let’s just have a break, because we have to discuss something.” Andy put his camera down before he sat down beside the girl on the sofa, but not too close so she’d not feel intimidated by the little distance.
”The term is wrong. ‘You’re not used to it….or when others say ‘I don’t really know how to do it.’ Models only need one thing, to be exquisite. And you darling already have that. It’s the worst thing to do to try to find any sense or system in modeling because there isn’t any, or if there is then those photoshoots are horrible. All I want from you is to be you. If you wanna flip the camera off then fine, if you wanna stick your tongue out, make faces or anything just do it. The only rule here is to be natural. If you will try to act like someone else, like some boring professional then it’d ruin our work. I’d not give you back to the people on the images but a soulless person who’s doing fake poses.” Andy tilted his head a bit as he looked at the girl, hoping that she won’t leave.
“Do you think you can do that?”
Hearing what he said made much more sense, in fact it was rather refreshing. Violet was never allowed to be just her, she always had a role to play. Now the opportunity arrived to her freedom. This was the freedom from the circus life she new before. This was a new age, a age where people were defying norms. If Andy was any proof of that age she had no idea what. Maybe he was right, maybe she can just be natural and not be on display like some prized cow...it was rather liberating.
“Yeah, I think I can do that,” she told him with a small smile.
Normally Kit would have been waiting for Zoe at his house till she’d pack her belongings, but he knew that she was different from ordinary girls. She was a witch and she could run away, so even if he felt annoyed by the whole bother to help her with the moving, he rather chosen that than staying home and losing her. “You’ll like your new home…if you’ll be a faithful wife to me, and will do as I say I might let you reopen your store.” Kit wrapped his arms around the girl from behind as he inhaled her scent. “I hope you’ll be smarter than the previous girls I knew, who cheated on me or disobeyed me.”
Zoe could feel her heart breaking, the store and the quiet were all she had. Now she was stuck in some union with a man that she could care less about. She cured the day her truck broke down and he slimed his way into her world. Then again...if she played her cards right he would face his end, or be tortured enough to see she was not one to mess with.
“Just as long as you don’t hurt my people,” was all she could say, trying to get away from his grasp.
“….” Jimmy was speechless, he really didn’t know what to say for a few seconds, as he held his eyes on Zoe, certainly not being used to such kindness and tenderness. “You know, you’re really unlike all the other girls I’ve met so far.” He was hoping that it wasn’t just a dream, cause he thought girls like Zoe only would exist there. “Thank you.” He added on a quieter voice tone. However wearing gloves inside a restaurant during summer was something uncomfortable, but the way the girl has talked to him cheered him up. His hands have always been a sensitive spot for him, but Zoe suddenly made him feel good about them. He gently stroked her cheek before he eventually held onto her hand. There were a few waitress in there who he usually flirted with when he was there to have a breakfast or to just have a coffee, but he strongly hoped they won’t bother them like that, cause after all it was no more than just flirting with them. “Let’s go inside then.”
The second she stepped inside the diner she almost felt nervous. Always the outsider looking in...and now she could get a good look at the checkerboard floor and the jukebox playing. Even when she sat down and took a look at the menu she could not believe in the choices, where to even start?!
“Hello again,” she heard a girl’s voice, but looked up seeing the blonde what seemed like flirting with Jimmy. Zoe didn’t like it, not one bit, but she also had to keep a low profile. If she used her energy on the girl she would be found out and they would get in deep trouble. So instead she just placed the menu down giving the girl a death glare.
”You’re here for like a week and wow you already seem to be an expert, right? Well sorry to tell you but you’re wrong.” Jimmy was already having a shitty day so the last thing he needed was a talk like this. “If you’d come to my trailer one night you’d actually find out, but you’re not my type.” Actually it was a lie, cause Jimmy found her pretty, even with those tattoos, but he was aware how they just weren’t able to get along well.
“I know enough,” Violet sneered, standing up from her spot. “You don’t think I read you? I read people every God damn day and you are no different. Typical male thinking he’s the rooster of this hen house. And I’m perfectly okay not going in your trailer thank you, the feeling is quite mutual.” That was a lie on her end too. The tattooed girl found Jimmy pretty cute, but it was his attitude she couldn’t stand.
