Oh my, what an unusual and unexpected circumstance this is. This place certainly looks nothing like my alternate universe from which I seem to have been only just abducted. I do hope this doesn't lead to any cases of mistaken identity!

I'm afraid it's not going to be as easy as that, Atem. How can you be Pharaoh without your throne? You've still got my traps and guards to contend with! And... and poison! Why aren't my enemies dying yet? I didn't spend weeks studying interior plumbing for them to get up and walk away. Noah! Trueman! Hyssop! Godwin! Wuffles' mother! Do something!

[ Set has spent the last few hours smashing and detonating various statues of Atem, cackling about it, and then commissioning more statues upon running out. Now it's time to sit back and unwind with a...be bonus points for emphasizing my superiority over the previous incumbent. Speaking of... him, has anyone seen any more of his statues around the place? I have a mourning ritual I wish to perform

I think things are going rather well, wouldn't you all agree? New declarations of loyalty coming in on a daily basis, people we don't like slowly dying, general atmosphere of obedient terror - all in all...paying attention to me and what I do. I'm free of his shadow for the first time in my life, and do you know, it's almost exactly as euphoric as I thought it would be. Ahem. Any other business

Gods, you do all realise that the current epidemic of pain, sickness, and death is entirely preventable, don't you? It's not that difficult to swear fealty to me. As a ruler, I consider myself the...work on a method of travelling to other, less well-armed dimensions that we can easily subjugate. Report all findings to my Archminister of Technology and second-in-command, Noah Kaiba. That is all

Terribly sorry to be so late in making the official announcement, but as of my decision to take control of my own destiny and Pharaoh Atem's completely unrelated and tremendously mysterious death, you...position where they stand. If your uselessness is self-evident, don't bother. You're already off the payroll. If there's any other business, I'm in a stupendous mood just now - I may even hear you out

Set? Priest Set? I know you are around here somewhere. And I know you know what very important day is coming up. So, dear priest, the question that arises is obvious. Why haven't you started on the home-crafted, gold plated decorations? I expected them done at least three days ago.

[ Set is wandering the halls after dark in a sleep-deprived daze, muttering something obscenity-filled under his breath in which the words 'Atem' and 'Aknadin' can be heard. He seems to be on his way to...he doesn't seem in any hurry to get there. ] [ooc: Any one else up late in the DR can feel free to talk to and/or pester Set. This is a rare opportunity to catch him not making an official complaint.]

I'm supremely confident that I'll regret this soon enough, but it needs to be said. The state of plotting around here is frankly pathetic. We've got power struggles that essentially amount to a series... Run what you have by me if you need my services, and you do need my services. I'd almost rather be overthrown that spend another minute watching you all tie yourselves into Gordian knots like this

As both your High Priest and Grand Vizier, I regret that I am doubly obliged to keep myself informed about everything that is going on among my Pharaoh Atem's the kingdom's subjects. I suppose I...whatever it is you've been doing when it gets to your turn, and then bugger off. And do make it interesting or else I may see to it that you get a more exciting new subplot down in the torture chambers