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[strontiumdog]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, ALPHA. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 618.07.154.70 *** alpha has joined 618.07.154.70 <alpha> This is Johnny Alpha. <alpha> Leave a message and I'll try to get back to you. <alpha> It might take a while. Computer screens give me a da,m headache.

< alpha > | the username Johnny usually uses
< dog > | the handle Johnny uses when he doesn't want anything attached to his name

Comments

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

[Johnny frowns dubiously.]

I don't think I need to explain that I disapprove of those things. The last time I tangled with a necromagus, it ended with his head impaled on a stick. Mostly because he tortured me. And he was a bit of an obnoxious twat.

Do you not worry about it because you're incapable of it?

Your master isn't exactly here though. Would you prefer to be free if you could?

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

I'd like to see you try.

I don't worry because I don't have a reason to. The Lich King has shown me true power.

[That's the party line, for sure.]

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

Well don't try to torture me, and don't be an obnoxious twat. Also try to avoid raising the dead, here at least. I won't be too happy about that. Then we should be fine.

Power from being enslaved? Must be a lot to be worth it.

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

The dead are legion. Every one of the living we kill only adds to our ranks.

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

yeah, I kind of figured. But what power does that give you, personally?

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

Well, for one I was a prince and he made me a king.

[By the method through which princes usually become kings.

Was it Arthas' idea to kill his father? No. Does he care? No. That part of his brain has been nicely novocained.]

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

That's it?

[Johnny isn't terribly impressed. Not by the implied regicide, but rather that that was it. There has to be more than that, to be worth selling your soul. Arthas struck him as better than that.]

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

What do you mean 'that's it'?

[it strikes him as mildly hilarious. he has clearly never been a king.]

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

You can't wave your hand and make singing skeletons? Erase somebody from the time stream? Shoot fire from your face? I know there are heads of corporations rich enough to buy planets.

[To be fair, Johnny leads a very mobile lifestyle, and likes it. He's made round trips across the galaxy. He can't imagine being the ruler of a single country or continent and staying there.]

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

Oh, that. Yes. I can raise anything that's dead into corporeal or incorporeal servants. I can make ice, boil blood, bend plagues, and I'm very hard to kill.

It might be that I don't age, but it hasn't been long enough for me to tell.

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

[Johnny wants to say oh fantastic, you're a necromagus too. But the longer he thinks about it, the more he starts to realize that he doesn't really care that much, outside of on principle for Sabbat, and what happened to himself.]

Well, alright. That's certainly something. Sounds very pleasant. Making ice would be nice in this weather.

How hard would it have really been to have killed you?

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

What, at home?

Very.

<alpha>

[strontiumdog]

[Damn it. He didn't take the bait. Oh well.]

That's very wonderful for you. Have you ever survived a decapitation? This is just of curiosity.

<arthas>

[prodigalleader]

A bad Death Knight can, sure.

A good one, like me, has never had to.