trans_9 | There's A New Overlord in Town [Open]

Pram had been very quiet for a while. She was one of the more quiet overlords as far as she knew, but she always made sure she made her appearances whenever she needed attention. She had her reasons for keeping quiet for the last month or so.

It didn't take long for her to find out Zetta was on board this ship. A brief moment of relief and happiness swept through the young overlord's mind when she found out, although it was immediately replaced with her usual mischievous personality to start plotting how to mess with her favorite 'plaything.' Never mind her worries of getting by the days without decent food or place for herself, she could just take over Zetta's place. Since he had been on this ship for a while, he's bound to have a castle of his own, right?

And that was what she exactly did. To her luck Zetta seemed like he had left for elsewhere for a while. With the "Most Badass Freaking Overlord" gone from his castle, it didn't take much for the self-entitled Oracle to take over. ~~Really, all she did was just walk into the castle and sit down onto the throne.~~

So there she was, giggling to herself as she had one of Zetta's minions fan her while she continued to sit in the throne that was not her's. She was going to boast all she wanted about taking over Zetta's castle (while he was gone) as she had the other servants do a complete makeover of the castle and left the entrance open.

"Mwa ha ha ha ha...! Tee hee!"

[[OOC: It is a momentarily takeover of Zetta's castle with the mun's permission, and will end with Zetta getting his castle back. I do know the Cloneplot is still going on due to LJ being a butt, so I will say it is bendytimed to after the plot is over just in case. Feel free to have your muses come in and chat with this lolita Overlord?]]

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"No, unfortunately. As tempting as it was, my Mana power isn't stronger than Zetta's to completely overthrow him." Pram replied, waving her hand as if to dismiss that. "As for advices, I give insights into the future. I'm an Oracle."

A fake one, but no one needed to know that, at least not yet. But with so many different kinds of people aboard the ship, though, it was probably a better idea for her to keep this tidbit to herself as much as she could.

"An oracle? That's a little unfortunate; something about the ship interferes with most attempts to read into the far future."

He wasn't even sure if he believed it were possible without the interference. But there were quite a few phenomena he'd been able to observe here that wouldn't have been possible on his world.

Oho, some crucial information. Crucial, and very dangerous for someone like herself. Pram certainly didn't want unwanted attention through this.

"Is that so? Even as an oracle, I don't go around telling the future to everyone. I only give suggestions on what they can do. Overlords aren't exactly that worrying about the far future, anyways." Including herself, she realized. Even if she wanted to know everything about anything, she never read far into the future when she had the Sacred Tome in her hands.

"I suppose not. It would get kind of one-note, reading the future all the time." He motioned to the castle. "So, aside from redecorating, do you have anything planned for your time here?"

"Hm, not much, I guess." She replied with a frown. "There is a surprisingly big TV so I guess I can look through what you can watch in this place."

And go through the video games that was lying around and delete all the save data.

Well, good thing Zouichi didn't really play video games.

"They do have a pretty big store of movies. Among other things." Zouichi paused. "I'm a little surprised that Overlords watch TV. I always thought Zetta must have been the odd one out or something."

Pram was probably the odd one out, actually. No one else spent their days sitting in front of the TV as much as her.

"Zetta's an old fart. He wouldn't know how to turn on a TV anyways." She said as she brushed her hair away.

"He's so old he doesn't know how to turn on a television? What's he do, have his minions turn it on for him?"

"Exactly!" Pram said, giggling. She didn't have a clue of how Zetta spent his days that weren't for conquering worlds. By seeing how there were video games around, he may might as well know how to tat least turn the TV on. But with lack of arms, how in the world did Zetta play games?

Speaking of video games, she took one of them lying around and stuck it into the system as she turned on the television.

"...For someone with no arms, they sure get high scores." Pram commented, looking at the High score listing for the game.

"Maybe he gets his minions to play for him," Zouichi said, watching her turn the system on. "Or his girlfriend, I guess."

Girlfriend...? Prams eyes gazed at the name on the high score listing: WDKD.

"I suppose you're right." She replied as she took the controller and started going into the options menu. "She considers herself a 'wunderkind...'"

"Well, Lash is pretty intelligent. And she was a pretty cute kid. I'm not sure what constitutes a 'wunderkind', though."

Mostly what Zouichi has seen of Lash is that she considers parrots enemies and sometimes is a mad scientist.

"Hm..." Pram let the thoughts roll in her head. What exactly did she do to claim 'Zetta's girlfriend' ~~title~~ spot?

"Oh well, I'll see when I meet her." She said, confirming to delete the save file. "...Tee hee!"

"You're going to delete all their save files?" Zouichi raised an eyebrow. "How cruel. Next you'll be repainting all the portraits in your own likeness."

Actually, that would be pretty amusing. "Didn't Zetta have a car or something?"

"Why not? They can always spend time getting the data back anyways." Pram replied with a small snicker as she watched the data disappear. She turned off the game and switched to another game.

"A car? I could care less about that." Pram replied, not bothering to look over at the other. She was too busy deleting the game files.

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