Summary: You can't believe you were going to put off meeting this guy. As hilarious as it would have been to watch his ensuing tantrum there's a chance you would have been too intimidated to laugh at it, considering the guy's the size of Seto Kaiba's ego. You almost want to thank Davesprite for bribing you into coming to see him with the promise of cool weapons. Either way, as much as it hurts your head to have to go around listening to his shouted orders you can't help but think that it is worth it.
AN: Alright, last edited chapter, next up, new chapter central
After learning about all the fucked up shit these patrons were pulling from Rose and John you decided that you were never going to meet your patron, like, ever. You just know your patron would end up being even worse than theirs somehow. Not that you couldn't handle it, but you don't think it's worth the hassle. So when your brand spanking new bird-yousprite turns to you after just having saved John from the suicide mission Themis sent him on and tells you to go meet your patron, you only have one answer for him
"Hell fucking no,"
"Come on dude, meeting your patron is like critical to game shit, you gotta do this,"
"Nah, think I'm gonna put this off, like this is school and meeting my patron's a giant project worth half my grade. So of fucking course I'm doing fuck all until the night before."
"You have to do this, trust me if you don't do it now you'll regret it. When you finally get around to it, the dude'll shout-rant your ears off, trust me, I know. Besides, he's not actually that bad,"
"Dude no way am I believing that fresh shipment of lies, he's the same kinda thing that we just kept from killing John remember? Same kind of creature that kidnapped Rose too. Why would he be any different?" at this he facepalms, a groan rumbling from his throat
"Wow, now you're just being species-ist. Has it occurred to you that he's a different person from the two of them and there's no proof you have that he would act the same as the two of them? I swear to fuck, Prometheus is nothing like the scourges. If the scourges are the shady fucking anti-heroes you can't quite trust then Prometheus is the protagonist who's probably too honest for his own good. Dude couldn't be manipulative to save his life. If he wants you to do something he'll just yell at you to do it until you either get tired of his whining and give in or until he decides you have to do something else."
"Still gonna go with no," the sprite sighs at your answer but doesn't seem dissuaded, which he definitely should be because you're serious about this shit and he should know this since he's you
"If you go see him he'll send you on a bunch of quests which will get you some serious loot. Shit strong enough to destroy a city block,"
Ok now you think you miiiiight want to go see this Prometheus dude.
It doesn't take him long to get you to go see your monster after that. He leads you over the gears and lava, your destination isn't far but you're not used to being surrounded by spinning gears and heat and lava all the time so you're a little slower than you would be otherwise. He's leading you to what looks like a metal colosseum, covered in spinning gears and dripping lava like everything else here. On the way you think of something
"Hey, you must have done all those quests already right? To get the loot?"
"Yeah?"
"So why didn't you bring that shit back? Well besides these wicked ishades anyway. Coulda given me a powerboost, overtime," it doesn't make any sense to you that he didn't, if you were in his position you definitely would have.
"I was going to, but Rose told me that if I did your lazy ass was never going to drag itself to Prometheus' lair, she was right. And that is the opposite of what needed to happen so I didn't. Did bring something back for John though,"
"Now that just isn't fair," you feel the urge to pout but repress it, after all you're too cool for such thing. The sprite chuckles at you, knowing you want to pout without even having to look, you flip him off, he laughs at that too.
You reach the foot of the mechanical Colosseum, Davesprite waiting for you besides it. He turns and the two of you start to move towards the entrance, a long, empty hall that seems to lead to the middle of the circular structure. But before you can enter you're stopped by a notification from your ishades
"It's Rose," you tell him and he nods with a look of tentative hope on his face. You take this as a go ahead and turn away to answer your friend.
- tentacleTherapist [TT] started pestering turntechGodhead [TG] -
TT: Seeing as John is safe from an early and unnecessary death I am going to assume that the other Dave made it here and managed to save John as we agreed.
TG: you know about davesprite?
TT: Yes, it seems that in his timeline my alternate self somehow worked out a way to send me the memories of her timeline via dreamself.
TT: As soon as that newly made feathery asshole showed himself I got knocked out and received all her depressing memories. Nearly scared Arachne to death, though she'd never admit it.
TT: Tell him that would you?
TG: on it
You tell him and he nods, relieved
"Tell her it's all in day's work, no need to get all worked up about these modern day heroics I've been pulling,"
"Dude I'm not some messenger boy, tell her yourself,"
He doesn't say anything but turns away to use his own ishades to talk to her.
TT: It seems he can still use pesterchum despite being a sprite, interesting.
TT: I'm afraid I'll have to postpone any further communication with either of you, I have important things to do.
TT: Arachne won't stop whining at me to do errands for her. So I'm afraid I'll have to depart.
-tentacleTherapist [TT] ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG]-
TG: good luck with that
-turntechGodhead [TG] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT]-
You don't like the idea of Rose spending so much time with the crazy spider creature that literally kidnapped her but you guess it's her business. Not like she'd listen to you even if you expressed your worries, that girl does what she wants.
Davesprite coughs loud, ironically to catch your attention and you turn back to him
"Now that that's over with we should get in there already, Prometheus is impatient on the best days and today is not his best day,"
You nod and let the sprite lead you inside the massive structure. The tunnel you're in, though straight, has many corridors leading away on each side, but Davesprite never even gives them a second glance. He just moves straight ahead and leads you towards the red light at the end of the tunnel. As you get closer you start to notice a weird sound coming from it. It reminds you of the obnoxious caws of the crows that always seemed to get into your room.
Emerging from the exit you can see why. You're standing on a wooden bridge which is a little too rickety to be balanced over the river of lava down below. The other end connects over to a cylindrical plateau that's covered in dirt, though you can see layers of metal beneath it rising from the lava. On the plateau there are tons of birds, black and sleek like crows but roughly the size of horses. All hopping around on the dirt and cawing like the pieces of shit they are.
You're a little too stunned by the giant crows to notice who you assume is Prometheus at first, but when you do you freak out just a bit 'cause he's way bigger than you expected.
He's about the size of a two-story house right now, sitting, mostly slumped over.
Judging by the young looking face and chubby cheeks you think he might be about your age, though it's hard to tell through his alien looks and hugeness. He's wearing nothing but a loincloth to cover his privates and even then it's pretty tattered. With grey skin and candy corn horns, he seems to look a lot like the patrons John and Rose described. Besides that he has three odd bulging red membranes rising from his sides just under his ribs and he doesn't appear to have nipples, like some fuckin' shirtless bishie from the animes bro watches ironically. Besides that he seems to look mostly human. That is aside from his hands, one of which has claws that match his horns and the other of which is an actual fucking red crab pincer.
He's leaning on a weird cement column thing that reminds you of this punishment thing you saw once in a history book, a flogging jut you think it was called. People would get strapped to it and get whipped over and over again, sometimes to the death. there were huge dents on one side of the thing, the side with the red pincer, probably where the sulking patron himself whacked it, knocking chunks of concrete to the ground most likely to give himself space to move. There are manacles locked around his wrists connected to each other by a chain that must have kept him pinned to the cement before he smashed those chunks off.
While you were gaping at everything Davesprite got ahead of you, weaving through the crowd of massive crows, occasionally cawing at ones that get too close to him. You flashstep through the feathery crowd to catch up, not wanting to be left in the dust. Neither of you say anything as you approach the massive boy.
He finally seems to notice your presence as you near him, a scowl fixing itself on his face to replace the spaced out, borderline depressed look he'd had before. You reach his feet and he glares down at you in annoyance from over the massive bags under his eyes
JUST GREAT, I'M STUCK WITH FUCKING TWO OF YOU NUBSUCKERS, FIGURES I'D GET THE FUCKING TIME PLAYER AND ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING BULLSHIT TIME ENTAILS
Davesprite looks unimpressed at his outburst
"Yeah nice to see you too man, thanks for the warm welcome,"
OH DO NOT TALK TO ME LIKE YOU FUCKING KNOW ME, I DON'T KNOW WHAT KIND OF THINKPAN ROTTINGLY AWFUL KIND OF TIMELINE YOU'RE FROM AND JUST HOW CHUMMY YOU GOT WITH THE ALTERNATE ME BUT I DON'T CARE
I'M JUST GOING TO DO MY STUPID BULGECHAFFING JOB AND GUIDE BOTH OF YOU SHITMAGGOTS UNTIL YOU'RE STRONG ENOUGH TO KILL ME AND THAT WILL BE THAT, CAPICHE?
It looks like you were right, dealing with this dude is going to be a huge hassle.
