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 Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 6:15 pm
This is a private role play for the ever sexxelent Dr. Facilier and Clayre. Yes, the world is doomed....  
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 4:29 am
Dr. Facilier sat regally at his usual table outside the shop. He smiled at passers-by jovially inviting them to have their fortunes told, just as he did on any other day. Only today, no one seemed very interested. In fact, some of the noodles were even giving him a very wary look, as if they had heard what happened to the last noodle he had 'helped' back in New Orleans. All in all, it was not shaping up to be a very good day. His familiar, Squib, sat in front of the table, chasing around a set of tiny menacing-looking shadows playfully.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 8:55 am
Clayre's eyes drifted as she approached the shop. The femme was truly bored; she had no 'test subjects' as of recently and it seemed she had scared all her house mates after causing Celeste to turn a bright red, opposite of her normal navy fur. ...It was fun to do, and highly amusing, but few of the noodles that witnessed it seemed to agree with her. That was fine though: they weren't the only noodles out there. She was sure she could get someone to participate in her experiments. That's why she was here!
Clayre's eyes stopped on a male with a pig familiar sitting at a table infront of the shop. Curiosity piqued as she noticed him smile warmly at her. She readjusted her route so she approached his table instead of the door.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 12:43 pm
Dr. Facilier noticed the female heading towards him and turned up his charismatic charm. Finally a customer! She looked like she'd be a challenge, too. He reguarded her, noticing instantly that she was not as airheaded as most of the females he had thus far met here. As she came closer, he stood. "Ah! My dear! What a flower you are among weeds. Please come, sit! How may I be of service to you today!" He was so full of charm that even he almost wanted to puke from it. But hey, anything to catch a sucker. He inconspicuously kicked Squib, silently urging the pig to stand up and bow, which the little creature did, snorting as he moved.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 1:08 pm
Clayre tilted her head ever so curiously at the male. Flower among weeds? Was that suppose to be some sort of flirt or compliment or something? She glanced down at herself: she and her clothing was covered in smudges of dirt and chemicals, her clothing was wrinkled.. She had no mirror, but she was sure her hair would rival her sister Elsie when it came to messiness. She laughed at the male. "Oh, sir, you sure are funny. But service..Hmm, I could use some of that sorts, I guess," she answered, grinning mischeviously at the fellow. Clayre swayed to the side, leaning towards the pig, completely avoiding sitting down. "Ohh, isn't he a cutie? He looks just like you! Just...tiny. And a bit chubby. And...a curly tail...And if you were a pig.."
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 1:21 pm
Dr. Facilier valiantly resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Yes, yes. He's my familiar. His name is Squib." At least the pig was useful in bringing in customers. To the Shadow Man, however, Squib was little more than another tool. "Well then, cherie' what can I do for you? I could read your future.... Or perhaps, you're looking for a little bit of a change of future.... I can assist you with that as well.For a small fee of course, a man does have to make a living, and you can't imagine how much Squib here can eat. So, what will it be?" He casually tossed a deck of tarot cards from paw to paw as he spoke.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 5:09 pm
"Squib...Strange name. Really weird," Clayre said absentmindedly, though her tone was blunt and uncaring. She turned to face the man and frowned. "Fortune telling? Hmm.. Not exactly what I was looking for." She twisted a chunk of her hair around her paw girlishly, watching him with an innocent expression. "Here I was thinking you just had any service. Boy, was I fooled~" Her voice was sing songy, charming and relaxed. She should have known better. Not many noodles did *anything* for free. It always had to be one concentrated area of things, and it never dealt with being a guinea pig. How....disappointing.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 5:25 pm
Dr. Facilier frowned. "My dear, very few noodles would offer 'any' service. But I can assure you that fortune telling is only the tip of my abilities. As I have said before, I have it within my power to dabble in fate and change futures. Do you mean to tell me there is nothing about your life you would like to change? Take Squib here..." He picked up Squib, who let out a startled cry of protest as he was dropped unceremoniously onto the table. "Squib himself has many magic qualities. His powers are raw, however, and he needs me to properly channel them. Let's say Squib wanted to be.... well... a frog.... It'd be as simple as that for me!" He snapped his fingers as he said this, and before her eyes Squib was surrounded in a puff of smoke for a moment. When the smoke disappeared, there was Squib, now a frog. The poor little pig looked down at himself and let out a shriek. "Oh calm down. It's easily undone" Said Dr. Facilier, snapping his fingers once more to return Squib to his pig-self. "Now my dear, do you see? I am much more than just a mere fortune teller. So.... what is it that you seek?"
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 5:44 pm
She stared at him as if he had said something terrible. "Me? Need a change in my life? Pfft, my life is wonderful! I have everything I could wish for. I'm not a wuss..Even if my life was bad, I wouldn't want to change it. I'd just laugh at myself. Haha! Why would I need it to change? ...There's nothing wrong with it.." Clayre's eyes lit up at seeing the transformation. "Oooh!" she exclaimed excitedly. "See, him... He's what I need. I don't need my future changed or predicted. I need..." She paused, trying to find a word that didn't make it sound so bad. "Just, you know..Something or someone to test something on. Just...A tester. Ahh, yes, that's it." Her paw trailed towards Squib slowly, a smile drifting onto her face as her hand was inches from grabbing him.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 10:28 am
Dr. Facilier raised one eyebrow at her enthusiastic denial of his services. As she mentioned Squib, the little big squealed and hid behind him. The Shadow Man frowned. "Squib.... you need.... well this does present a problem my dear.... You see, Squib here has magical capabilities. It would be unwise of me to allow him to go off and become some noodle's test subject, as I'm not sure how any of your.... experiments.... would affect his magics. The results could be disastrous! But... I can see what I can do for you my dear. Tell me a bit more about these.... experiments."
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 2:17 pm
She frowned. This could be problematic. She was starting to consider moving onto a different noodle; maybe find one lacking wits or one that was lonely and would do anything for company...They generally agreed to her without a second thought! "Oh boo, you're no fun," she said playfully. "Maybe you could aid me then? They're just..experiments. Tasting stuff. Seeing how one will react afterward. Et cetera. Just you know, nothing serious," she said, keeping her tone and look as oblivious and innocent and possible.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 2:33 pm
Dr. Facilier laughed once more. "My dear, you are not very good at lying. No, I see much more in you than some silly little house witch. Now, if you were to give me more detail into one of these... concoctions of yours, then I could point you in the right direction. I'd happily lend you Squib here, but the thing is.... well, I need his magic. I'm a voodoo man. Fun fact about voodoo, dearie: Can't conjure a thing for myself." He thought for a moment, then smiled. "But maybe you can help me with my problem. You see, I can use Squib here to help me some of the time, because I can in fact conjure some things for him, but he's just not that bright... If I could find a way to conjure things for myself, well then that'd sure help me a whole lot. And I think.... a potion might just do the trick." He hated asking something from another noodle, but if this girl could pull something off, it'd sure solve a whole heap of his problems. And if she could succeed, it might lead to a beautiful.... partnership. Yes, she'd make a nice little addition to his "crew".
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 6:12 pm
"Me, a house witch? That's so...medieval. I'm not a witch. Nothing of that sort! So primitive!" she exclaimed. She rolled her eyes and huffed hotly, becoming annoyed with the male. Men! So nosy, always HAD to know everything. They couldn't be satisfied with just the bare minimum.. It made it more annoying to get them to agree to things. Females could be reluctant to agree, but rather easy to persuade, but males had to be obnoxious... "Voodoo eh? That's nice I guess. Not exactly the sorts of thing I'm interested in though." Clayre yawned, to accent her apparent boredom with talking with this fellow. "If I were to make you a potion that'd help you with this...What would I get in return? 'Cause I ain't gonna waste my time for nothing..."
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 9:03 am
Dr. Facilier smiled, a real smile this time. He liked this woman. She was smart! "You drive a hard bargain. How about this: You fulfill my wish.... and I will fulfill yours. I'll find you a test subject. Perhaps you can even take Squib for a time." Squib looked up at the mention of his name and squealed, hiding behind Dr. Facilier's shadow. The aforementioned shadow smirked and kicked the little pig forward. "So dear..... do we have a deal?" Asked the voodoo man, extending one paw towards the woman.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 10:03 am
She smirked. Oh, this was great. This guy thought he was some sort of genius, doing this. He'd inadvertently given her her end of the bargain already, by asking her to make this potion for him. This was starting to work out great. She glanced at the outstretched hand-a handshake that would finalize their deal if she accepted-with slight curiosity. How far could she push her bargain? She had always learned to haggle until their was a stern disagreement for more. Why not try it out with this fellow...? "The price went up due to high demand. I now require two test subjects," she replied, turning her smirk into a sweet, innocent smile. Her paw played with one of her silver braids, twisting it around her paw back and forth, waiting for his [hopefully] approval.
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