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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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Either she was really stupid, or just very calculated. It was hard to tell sometime with Lash involved.

"I hate to disappoint you, but Stacy won't let anyone fight each other on the ship," she remarked almost idly. That wasn't completely true, but Lash was taking that as a demon, she wouldn't have read up all of the rules on the ship, not caring for them. She was just...bending them a little. "So unless you want to end up getting repodded, I wouldn't try that."

She sounded pretty confident about it too. And then just to seal it in;

"...Especially not if you attack the Weapons Officer Ensign." Again, not a lie either.

"I can continue listing off the other names," Lash added, stroking her chin. "But I doubt you're Babylon since Zetta made it sound like he was pretty old" and also a he "...and Alex got repodded a short while ago." She didn't give her any reason for it either, letting Pram wonder how exactly that had happened.

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She felt like invisible arrows struck her as the other spoke. It was true that she had just glanced through the rules and not cared about them. Pram felt like there were extra heavy weights on her back towards the end. Not to mention Alex was let out of the pods earlier than her. Did this ship have something against her or something?! But that did confirm that there was a possibility that the other overlords were sleeping in those pods.

She didn't answer as she turned around, her back now facing the other. She needed to get a hold of herself. Losing it like that was very immature for her. But how she seemed to know and yet play around reminded her too much of Trenia. That annoying Sacred Tome...! Sometimes humans were much worse than demons; this, she knew, but never came across a human this bad. In its own way, this was a bit interesting and worth poking into. It was just as dangerous, though...

"...You got me there." Pram finally spoke up as she turned back to face Lash, her hands on her hips. "But honestly, no demon wants to deal with an idiot like King Drake the Third. Even as a joke, it's not a name you'd want to say; even saying his name will give you Stupid."

"Wow, he's really the butt of everyone's jokes is he?" Lash remembered how Zetta didn't want to fight him that time they had their duel (which seemed to long ago now, even if it wasn't). At least Micky had some form of dignity, if that his middle head lady seemed to be smarter than him.

Watching her struggle and think was pretty fun. She got some sort of victory over it, much like when she got the Overlord angry. Yet looking at the demon before her tho made Lash think and the list of names she knew got shorter. There was another name she could try, although part of her realized if it was, things could turn out pretty bad.

An oracle...

Then again if it was her, she'd know Lash's name right? Eh might as well try. Still not changing her attitude, she stretched out her arms before looking back.

"Okay then, let's try this one. How about Pram?"

"She IS an Oracle. It's a rare skill, so Pram gets a lot of respect from the other Overlords. She's already playing in the top leagues, even at her age."

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This girl... She was pretty sharp. 'Pretty sharp' was probably an understatement. Pram narrowed her eyes as the other give out the correct name this time, studying the human girl's movements.

"Really, how hard was it to get my name right when there's such a short list of Overlords Zetta would talk about?" She said, a smile creeping on her face as she placed her hand at her chin. "I would have expected more from you."

Playing around was okay and all normally, Pram herself would spend time messing around too. At the moment, though, there wasn't exactly anything special she could give to the other with her Netherworld gone. Was it all an excuse? Probably.

"What? and your not surprised I know your name at all?" She looked at her, with one eyebrow raised. "So what's my prize, exactly?" She needed to buy herself some time before the Overlord showed up. Lash had a feeling that he wouldn't be too pleased about everything, considering.

"You do know Zetta's still on the ship right? I don't think he'll be too happy with what you're doing."

Lash wasn't too happy with what you were doing either.

"Granted I'm sure it's a demon thing and being the top and all the mana power and all of that." Spend enough time with an Overlord and you'd pick up a few of their mantras rather quickly.

Silently, however, the was using her hidden arm to type out a message to Zetta.

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"Of course not." Pram replied, brushing her hair away. If she knew who Alex and King Drake was, then Zetta definitely had talked about her to this girl. "As for the prize, it'll have to wait until later."

EXCUSES.

"Zetta? I know he's on this ship and that he's coming this way soon. That's why I decided to give this castle a total makeover! It's a nice 'welcome back' present." She then said, a smile spreading across her face. It was more of a prank than a present, but it didn't really matter for her. Give an overlord too much free time, and they start thinking of stupid tings to do. "...Teehee!"

"Good! Just so we're both on the same page that I'm pretty smart and I was just fooling around with the other names." Although Princess Drake was a pretty funny name...and she had used the teehee laugh. That was her laugh! She totally did it better than her.

But now that Lash's message to Zetta was finally all typed out, she stretched her now empty arms in the air and gave a tiny yawn.

"You just want to make him angry don't you," she added, looking around. There didn't seem to be much fear in the other demon's eyes which confirmed that she was probably pretty powerful not to care this much. "So anyway..." Buying Zetta some time was a good idea. "...what's my name?"

She was an Oracle, after all.

It felt like a tiny lightning struck her nerves when she heard the question. Oh great, whether she really was that smart to see through her from just this conversation, or that she was just trying to buy time... She would have to tread carefully.

"...Now why do I have to answer that question?" She asked as she folded her arms across her chest. "I was the one giving the guessing game to you, not the other way around."

"...but you did ask me for my name a short while ago," Lash replied, a grin growing on her lips. Hmmm. She stroked her chin and turned over so she could see the message Zetta had sent and...what the hell Zetta. Turning around, she began to type another message, leaning on one of the chairs. If Pram new about this, she most certainly wasn't stopping her from contacting Zetta. She quickly turned over again, sitting on the chair like she owned the place.

Sorry Pram, but Lash was just really, really smart.

"You are an Oracle, aren't you not?"

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A half-dozen buildings slammed down from the sky, crashing hard to the ground in various locations around the fortress. A door on a warehouse popped open, releasing a flood of food cubes, body paint, and a refrigerator that hadn't been adequately protected against lifting.

"Pram!" Zetta said imposingly. The tome glared at her from its position in his leader-minion's arms. "Interfering with the fortress of the most badass freakin' Overlord in the whole cosmos, huh? I didn't think you had the -- the....

"What the hell happened to your mana power?!"

Lash looked at Zetta arriving at just the moment where she could have figured out if Pram knew her name or not, but now that was probably gonna be tossed aside. Well, it was her faultm having contacted him. Clearly those two needed to talk for a bit and she wasn't going to get in their way. Maybe in hearing range, mind you...

With a silent nod at the Overlord, she jumped into the nearby couch, put the television on mute and started up one of the videogames.

Oh. Crap. The first thing Zetta blurts out was that.

"Sh...Shut up!" She yelled back, though her voice could be nowhere as loud as the book's. "It's none of your business! I'm still strong enough to destroy this place!!"

Sorry Lash, you may not want to touch those video games that Pram went through just moments before you arrived...

Well, yeah. To see ~~the Overlord most likely to be a direct threat to him someday~~ Pram so diminished actually alarmed him, if only due to the worry that something might affect his OWN mana like that.

"When did you get here anyway? I could've used your help months ago, and now that I'm doing just fine you show up and screw with my castle? HEY YOU GUYS!" Zetta bellowed at his minions.

The semi-loyal battle monkeys who had so willingly joined Pram's cause paused in their monkey business to look at the book. "Undo all this crap!" he demanded.

Oh good, the game she wanted to play was already in the console. Lash booted it up and then the credits started.

Wait a minute...

As she pressed the main menu, the option to start a new game was there. And nothing else.

Slowly, she got up. The rage in her eyes was intense, and she pointed at Pram with an accusing finger.

"SHE WIPED ALL OF THE HIGH SCORES AND SAVED GAMES!" Because clearly this was very important. Hey she had spent more than a while playing that game, okay?

"Well, I was happily spending my days as an overlord in my Netherworld until some idiot tried to summon me and--" and then the girl with the afro-head started yelling. Yelling from both sides was not something she wanted.

"Would you shut up?! How do you know I was the one who erased the stupid game data?!" She snapped back, putting her hands on her hips as she twirled around to face Lash. "Just let me talk to Zetta here!"

Then she jabbed a finger at the minions who had stopped their work. "And you! Keep on working on that!!"

"Don't talk to Lash like that, she'll kick your ass," Zetta said, and he sincerely sounded like he was warning Pram, not boasting. "AND WHY THE HELL DID YOU WIPE MY SAVED GAMES?!"

Clearly Zetta had no doubt she was responsible.

"AND YOU!" the book bellowed at the minion. "DON'T WORK ON THAT!"

"What can a human girl do??" Pram demanded, "and what if one of your incompetent minions was the one who erased them! Seriously, getting so worked up over a stupid video game data..."

Where's the proof?

"Don't listen to him, you idiot! Finish that up!" Pram yelled back at the poor little minion.

"Kick your ass. Seriously, don't mess with Lash. Right now you're not strong enough to beat the worst she can throw at you."

And then veering right back from dark and ominous to comically enraged: "NO ONE ELSE WOULD HAVE DONE IT! MY minions have decent-enough TEC scores not to botch something like that! It was deliberate with a capital PRAM!"

"Lots of things much better than you, Princess Drake," Lash replied, unaware of how much that statement actually was truthful. But hey, you insulted her, she'd insult you back with what she knew would get your ried up. "Maybe you'd figure that out better after sparring match in the sensorium." and hey, if Zetta had that much confidence in her, it just made her even more eager for it.

She looked back at the game, still angered at the fact her high scores were now gone into the data graveyard. She took another game, and the same problem presented itself. "Minions don't delete each save games and high scores one by one too." That was proof enough for her. "Now I'm really mad!"

Ah well, she had her fun with the video games thing. She wasn't going to up and give the castle up now though.

"Well I guess it was my mistake. My hand just slipped." She said, admitting it. "...Tee hee!"

She was more interested in challenging against Lash, though. If Zetta was being so sincere about her strength, she wasn't going to let this chance of fighting against the other.

"But yes, a fight. I am all up for it." Even with the loss of her Mana Power, she was still confident in herself, completely ignoring the 'Princess Drake' joke. She may have fallen for it once, but she wasn't dumb enough to fall for it again. "I'm actually really interested in just how strong you are."

"All right! Fine!" Zetta said with a wicked grin. "We're going to the Sensoriums then! Follow me, Pram!"

The leader-minion turned and marched smartly out of the fortress towards the lifts, book still held high.

It was a good thing Lash didn't mind having the spotlight on her. She looked at Pram with a grin.

"Well if you like to loose, today is your lucky day, tee hee hee!"

"You certainly talk big for such a small human." Pram replied, following after the obnoxious book. "And if you can beat me, then I'll become one of your followers. How about that?"

"I'd be careful about that kind of big talk, Pram," Zetta said with a smirk. "You haven't even met my disciples yet."

Yes, Zetta had taken disciples. Plural.

"Sure! Why not!" Lash stretched her arms and use that movement to sneak close to the book.

"What happens if she becomes my follower?" she whispered, keeping up the pace with the minion holding him. "Is it like if I recruited someone into my army or what?"

She was only asking considering how vague demonic rules could sometimes be and everything.

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