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Do you think people are too sensitive? Or that Superman isn't so super? Think cats aren't cute? The Beatles are overrated? Love pineapple on pizza? Maybe you just don't like chips rly. Even the best of us have some controversial opinions. Let people know what a monster you are.

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with your characters’ unpopular and/or controversial opinion. Or share few of them at once. In person or via text. Prepare for disagreement.

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to tell them why they're wrong, validate a kindred spirit, or just troll them for caring about such a silly-ass thing in the first place.

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[She really only has one immediate response to that.

She shrugs.] Your loss, Dracula.

[His eyes narrow suspiciously.] Wait.

How did you know my name? Who sent you?

[Hell, literally. Or whatever coming back from the dead twice counts as in this space. In her opinion, given all of the guts and blood she choked up after being brought back each time, it's Hell.]

You don't want to know. [She crosses her arms over her chest and takes one loud, moody step in overly high heels to emphasize her point.]

Look bro, here's the deal about lying. Strategically useful, yeah. But I don't have any time for that. If you have enough power, you can say whatever you want and nobody can do anything about it. That's my game.

[Oh, yes. He's been there, done that! Although his version of Hell is...Hel, and therefore not quite the same thing.]

Well, yes, obviously strategy is pointless if you can simply run roughshod over everyone with mere power. Lies, diplomacy, manners, even kindness are pointless exercises in that light.

The only thing you have to ask yourself is whether you're as strong as you think you are. And if not, how are you going to get there, if not with strategy?

When the powerful do lie, that's when you know they are afraid of something. Especially when they lie to themselves.

[She thinks he's a little wordy, but she can appreciate some of the sentiments going on here.]

You get there by killing the other bitches in your way. Even powerful people make mistakes or take their eyes off their prize for a second. [And then you can slit their throats or bury them alive in a graveyard. It's playing dirty, and it works.]

All that matters is being powerful enough to be able to make the moves people aren't expecting at the right time. [She flutters the boa in her hand in a flourish, and then flops it over her shoulder.] And to build your own power any way you can along the way. And I will.

[A lot of people hesitate in their willingness to capitalize on moments of weaknesses or misplaced decency, and she sees that as a fatal weakness.]

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[The smile he has on his face now is the kind most people find infuriating; calm and a little too knowing. Sure, sure...an ant has no quarrel with a boot.]

Then power is not your only method. You do have a strategy: timing, precision, and ruthlessness. Stealth, perhaps? Making the moves your foes are not expecting?

Sounds a bit like lying to me.

Is your point to get me to say that I don't always take the highway instead of the toll-free route? [That statement doesn't quite work, but she doesn't care.]

Whatever, dude. Fine. I don't flash fry people every time. [Shrug!!] Doesn't change the fact that the woman with the power is the one who gets the keys to the kingdom.

Oh, I have no point. I'm only here to listen to myself talk, like everyone else is. But you gave me an opening to argue about my favorite topic, so I have.

[And frankly, he feels like he's won, whether she takes any of what he's said as advice or just noise from a famous literary vampire. She's given him no reason to wish her either success or failure, so he can be entertained rather than invested. Which is sort of refreshing.]

In my experience, power without finesse is no more than a cartoonish means to one's eventual self-destruction, but perhaps you know better.

I take it you've never heard of the Witches of Salem or their descendants? [She's asking genuinely and not trying to come off insulting and bored, but her take no prisoners style of delivery rarely helps that.]

That's the whole thing about this 'different worlds' bag. What works in one world doesn't always in another. [It makes conversations annoying sometimes. She has to explain herself a lot more often than she cares to.]

Or maybe you just tried and failed.

Not as actual practitioners of magic. Primarily I've heard of them as unfortunate women persecuted and murdered for the sake of pure prejudice, or in order to take their land. [Whether it matters to her or not, there's a glimmer of dark disapproval in his eyes for a moment. He doesn't give a damn about witchcraft as such, but people being tortured to death by the authorities is something he does have some Thoughts about.]

I take it it's a real thing in your world, and you're a witch, yourself? [Now he's curious.]

I did try and failed. And learned. [Shrug.] But I assumed you would simply dismiss my experience as weakness rather than bother to apply it to your own situation, so what's the point of discussing it? I am the god of fuck-ups. Next question.

One of the few. [As she listens, Madison pulls out a long, thin cigarette from a pretty silver case covered over with filigree skulls. She snaps her fingers and indicatively produces a small flame from the tip of her thumb.] Those dumbasses didn't even catch any real witches. Just a bunch of scared little girls who never had it coming. The actual descendants with half a brain all took off to the south and formed a bunch of covens down there. [She lights up, and proceeds to blow a thick stream of smoke between them.]

Please. [She cants her head.] Like I'm going to take a lesson from someone I don't even know. Have you seen me? I'm clearly awesome.

[Insert ~~popcorn.gif~~ ruststicks.gif here, also a wink and a slow blink at the sweetspark.]

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