video; filtered from Sylar

[paterelohim]

[Hey there, bros and brosises. Chuck is sitting on the edge of a stone fountain in a park somewhere, polishing off an iced coffee that's decidedly girly-looking, but shh. He gives the NV a very serious look.]

It's Pi Day, Siren's Port. Have you had your pie today?

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[doeswhathewants]

Lies! This is Cadbury Egg day, in celebration of the most delicious thing Midgard has to offer.

Obviously this is a pie worshiper conspiracy to subvert the Cadbury egg constituents to their pie worship.

[But oh ho, try baking a pie when all the eggs are Cadbury. Loki one, pies, zero.]

[paterelohim]

Get out, it's pi day. March fourteenth.

[doeswhathewants]

Then I do so hope these pies do not need eggs. [Diabolical laughter]

[paterelohim]

[You annoy the shit out of him and at some point He's just gonna say fuck it and make sure He has some goddamn eggs, because he's Him and He can do that.]

Seriously? It's pie. Aren't tricksters supposed to actually have a friggin' POINT to what they do?

[doeswhathewants]

My point is Cadbury benevolence.

A compromise, then? Cadbury Pie.

[You and all of the Marvel Universe, Chuck.]

[paterelohim]

[He points a finger severely at the screen.]

As long as the bakers in the city can still use eggs, we're cool.

[doeswhathewants]

[The most Long Suffering Teenage Sigh in all of history]

Only because you're interesting.

[And bam. Pie is now possible.]

[paterelohim]

[God if he was any more happy about this he'd high-five himself.]

Awesome.

-Wait, how am I interesting? Ever?

[SKREEEE YOU SOUND LIKE SYLAR]

[doeswhathewants]

[See? This is him being good. Or trying to.]

How short you sell yourself.

[All of his metaphors involve ant farms and fishtanks so he doesn't see that going over well with most mortals. HAHA if only he knew.]

i feel the need to apologize to the world

[paterelohim]

No shit. You don't know any Jews, do you?

XDDD

[doeswhathewants]

Michael? I think he said he was one.

Elsewise.. ah no.

[paterelohim]

There's this whole culture of self deprecation, at least in America.

Okay, maybe it's just the people I know.

Or just me.

[doeswhathewants]

Oh. Wouldn't know.

But why self deprecation?

[paterelohim]

I don't know. That's just how I am.

[doeswhathewants]

As I said. Interesting.

[paterelohim]

How is that interesting?

[doeswhathewants]

It's different.

[paterelohim]

So is my self-deprecating the only interesting thing about me, or-?

[doeswhathewants]

Of course not.

It's only one layer. [The implication of the metaphor that layers can be peeled away. Like an onion. Or something.]