Godzillaaaaa [open to multiple]

[has_a_horn]

There's something new about the city this afternoon. It's not particularly hard to miss. At about noon, a giant scaled figure emerges from the Hudson River, emits a loud screeching roar, and heads for central park.

It's Godzilla, straight out of the 1954 Toho film.

Or, rather, that's what it looks like. Gabriel has a scheme, and this scheme involves in-fluxing a little bit of fun into this city with a grand-scale illusion. His idea of fun might need some work, by human standards, but this is exactly the thing for him at the moment. There are news reports on the radio and television, both in English and in Japanese, but they aren't given by any newscasters anyone in New York might be familiar with, because Gabriel is projecting them.

As Godzilla shakes the water off it's back and walks onto the island, Gabriel pulls out his phone and texts Peter. He really needs him involved with this.

[ooc: Godzilla will make his way across the city, having a good smash. Feel free to run into it anywhere. As this is Gabe's illusion, any interactions with Godzilla will be controlled by Gabriel, even if he's not nearby. People Gabriel doesn't like might want to avoid getting underfoot, or else they'll feel the bone crunching effects of being stepped on, even if nothing has actually happened.]

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[powerdealer]

Seth doesn't exactly hug back, but he doesn't push him away either. His expression has turned serious, though. Performance. Of course everything's always a performance.

"You weren't really in danger, were you?"

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel smiles and pats Seth on the shoulders before he drops his hands. "You're a smart one, Seth. I've always thought so." He shakes his head in answer to Seth's question while he jogs over to the still crumbled edge of the building where he'd staged his death. "Nope. My tragic death was the setup for the heroic climax. That's some quality storytelling right there, don't deny it."

He turns towards Seth with a grin on his face. "Come on." He holds up his arms, miming a bow and mimics Seth's voice. "'fuck you, too'. That was great."

[powerdealer]

It's not hard to tell that Seth is not as amused by this as Gabriel is. In fact he's so baffled and, well, angry, that he's having trouble even coming up with something to say.

"That's... That's not storytelling, that's being a dick to your friends," he answers angrily.

[has_a_horn]

"What?" Gabriel scrunches his face up, confused at Seth's reaction. "You just starred in your own personal monster movie. You didn't have any fun?" How could he not have fun with something like this? He'd even given him tragic motivation for the final scene. How is that not awesome?

[powerdealer]

"Oh, yeah it's fun to think billions of people are in danger, and then on top of that, that your friend just died," Seth answers sarcastically, throwing away the bow and quiver, even as he assumes they're illusions too. "You can't just use people as your puppets and expect them to like it!"

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel can't help but let his mouth tick up into a pleased smirk. "You think of me as a friend?"

[powerdealer]

Seth just stares disbelievingly at him for several seconds, then reaches up to rub his temples with one hand. "For fuck's sake, Gabriel..."

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel chuckles and steps over so that he can throw an arm around Seth's shoulders. He jostles him a little, in a friendly way meant to shake Seth of his reservations. "Come on, let's go back to mine. We can have a drink. Have you ever invented a cocktail? I think it's time the world had a new one."

[powerdealer]

Seth shrugs him off, shaking his head, and heads for the stairway again. "I have somewhere to be," he answers coldly. He knows he could ask Gabe for a lift, but he doesn't much feel like it at the moment.

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel frowns as Seth walks away, but he doesn't make to follow him down. "Sure. Another time." In the next moment, the illusion of Gabriel disappears from the roof.