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How to get to Sesame Street?
Lucifer had a promise to keep and it was a labor of some strange love. Perhaps, it was his love of children and connection to the child-like or just his desire to do the unexpected. Who knew what moved the devil to his more bizarre behaviors.
Whatever the reason, one afternoon an over-sized Lucifer, 70 foot tall, starts rolling a 150 foot diameter chocolate chip cookie into the plaza like a wheel. The cookie wrapped in tin foil on the bottom and blue cellophane on the top. It takes a deft hands to lay the 50,000 pound cookie down without breaking it. The effort of baking it with his hellfire all the previous day and moving the gigantic mass has left even the devil tired.
His illusions shrunk down to his usual six and a half foot tall height once the labor of moving the enormous cookie was done. A huge sword is strapped across his back in the eventual need to slice this cookie in some effective manner. Sighing, he walks out into the center of the cookie about to unwrap it when he looks to the person at the edge of the cookie and calls out to them.
“Have you seen the gluttonous, blue monster that lives here?” He stands up to look at whomever has stopped. “I am in dire need of speaking with him.”
Leave it to the angel of sin to make a cookie so large it breaks the Guinness Book, not that this institution exists in the Nexus.
Whatever the reason, one afternoon an over-sized Lucifer, 70 foot tall, starts rolling a 150 foot diameter chocolate chip cookie into the plaza like a wheel. The cookie wrapped in tin foil on the bottom and blue cellophane on the top. It takes a deft hands to lay the 50,000 pound cookie down without breaking it. The effort of baking it with his hellfire all the previous day and moving the gigantic mass has left even the devil tired.
His illusions shrunk down to his usual six and a half foot tall height once the labor of moving the enormous cookie was done. A huge sword is strapped across his back in the eventual need to slice this cookie in some effective manner. Sighing, he walks out into the center of the cookie about to unwrap it when he looks to the person at the edge of the cookie and calls out to them.
“Have you seen the gluttonous, blue monster that lives here?” He stands up to look at whomever has stopped. “I am in dire need of speaking with him.”
Leave it to the angel of sin to make a cookie so large it breaks the Guinness Book, not that this institution exists in the Nexus.
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...a cookie smell? He could smell it even before his blue fuzzy foot even stepped on the hard stone of the Plaza floor. It was then his large googly eyes set upon the gargantuon sight of the cookie.
The huge cookie.
"Is dat?...."
He could barely contain his excitement when he saw the huge, massive cookie being pushed by the devil man he met before at the Dawning. Oh goodness! Look at the size of that thing!
"COOKIE! OH MY! ME WANTS DIS! ME HAVE TO HAVE DIS BIG MASSIVE COOKIE! LU-SEE-FUR! ANGEL MAN HAVE BIG COOKIE AND ME WANTS IT!"
Gluttonous? Just a little bit. His grabby hands already pawing the air before the giant creation. Chocolate chip too! Cookie was in heaven. Angels were from heaven weren't they?
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"There you are!" He steps over toward the side of the cookie, careful on the slippery plastic. "Remember, you asked for an enormous cookie."
He unwraps the one edge and smiles, unsheathing the sword. "Shall I cut you a piece?"
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Cookie now looked up at the huge pastry which was much bigger than him and he LOVED IT. The monster's mouth watering as he began sniffing the cookie up close and putting his paws over his mouth. He had to have it. Now.
"Oh please! Yes, me wants a piece. Dis is so good!"
He still wants to eat the whole thing after. Or try.
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Lucifer stepped down on the ground and drew the sword to hack off a few chunks. "It may take some time to eat the entire cookie."
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He looks at the angel a little hopefully. Ben's no Cookie Monster, but he has a taste for pastries.
"Can I, ah, please have a bite?"
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"You may want to break off a piece." There are so many chips in it that even a small broken off piece would be filled with them.
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"Thank you. This is a delicious cookie." Not satisfied with one bite, Ben's already moving to break off another piece.
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“Woah...” Minoru hardly had any words once he climbed down from one of the many buildings overlooking the cookie. “Lucifer, that’s... That’s got to be the biggest cookie ever made!”
“Indeed. And judging by the dimensions of the location itself, I would estimate it exceeds such a record by roughly fifty additional feet in diameter. Perhaps by an additional ten thousand pounds?”
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"The devil does nothing in temperance." He tells them with a mischievous little laugh. "I am uncertain the dimensions, perhaps 140 or 150 feet?"
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“That’s some dare!” Minoru chuckled.
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God, the angel looked like Tom and Ziggy.
"Bloody hell! That's a huge biscuit there, mate. Did you make that all by yourself?"
Because it was a feat of engineering right there. Or culinary wizardry. Did angels often make huge pastries for the residents of the Nexus to enjoy? That thing could probably feed everyone too.
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"I did." Lucifer steps over toward where Mick is standing. He's tall, Ziggy's height though not quite as thin. "I have trained to be a master chef and I have a very large... Oven."
The oven comment getting a smirk from Lucifer since he had cooked it with the hellfire of his own body.
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"You must have some kind of monster oven, mate. To cook a biscuit this bloody huge. I just---can't get my head around it all."
Walking around the cookie, Mick frowned and then frowned even more. It had to be magic or some sort of illusion maybe. Was the angel a magician? It wouldn't surprise him at all. The angel though---he looked like Tom and Ziggy. That couldn't be explained either.
"Is this even real? Not like a magic trick or something like that? Also--uh I know this sounds daft but you look like Tom and Ziggy. Just your face shape and things."
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Lucifer couldn't help but chuckle. It had been some time since he ran into someone in the Nexus with little or no experience with the supernatural. It is endearing and something he has always appreciated about the humans in general.
"You may try it. It is not a magic trick though the way I cooked it may be considered magic by a human." He admits freely. He hasn't met Tom yet because of Ziggy's concerns over how his father might respond. "Ziggy Stardust? I have met him because a mutual... acquaintance saw the same and again on request of a mutual friend."
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That cookie is almost four times her height in size! She's impressed. "Wow. I didn't think you could make a cookie that big. Is it magic?"
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Then he had a pretty good idea of what to convert the cookie into that might maintain enough of the taste but in materials this species could eat.
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"What the...?!"
Circling closer to get a better look, he confirmed with a quick scan that yep, it appeared to actually be a giant cookie. A chocolate chip one in fact.
"Wow that's insane!" The robot teen got out, flabbergasted. He had seen a lot of crazy things in his short life, but a giant cookie was not one of them. Hovering in place, Astro reached into a pocket in the bright orange Astronaut jacket he was wearing and tugged out his PINpoint. He took a couple of pictures, trying to get the whole thing in the shot. "Cora and the others won't believe this!"
Hearing a voice address him, Astro hovered closer and spotted the giant man now normal sized, standing on the cookie and seeming to unwrap it.
"A blue monster?" Astro shook his head. "Nope I haven't seen anyone like that." He stuffed his PINpoint back into his pocket, peering at the man curiously while he hovered. "Did you actually make this cookie??"
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"I will find him sometime. Eventually, someone will have seen him." Lucifer says with some hope while watching the boy. "I did. There's a misconception that angels are all harps on clouds in heaven. I have many talents and cooking is one I find great comfort in."
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Eying the cookie, visibly impressed, the teenager couldn't help but humorously think that he'd probably be able to easily lift it. "Oh did you need help unwrapping it?" He offered, though he hesitated as he registered what the man said. "Angel?" He wasn't brought up in a religious faith, but he had heard about angels. "Like...a guardian angel?" He blinked large brown eyes, clearly curious. For real??
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The eel looks up at Lucifer, eyes bugging out even more than normal, as if asking Did you do this?.
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"I did." He tells him calmly. The nervousness is rather obvious. "There is no reason to be in discomfort here. It was made as a gift for the blue monster that I have yet to relocate."