He's going to wear his voice out [OPEN]

[subconmodo]

Who: Avery, open
What: Avery attempts to get his rep back. Questionably -- Will match people's format!
Where: Around campus
When: Before the Herald announcement
Warning: Pop quizzes



A1. Truly a being who inspires fear (Variant 1)

[Wow, whoever's in charge of taking care of the weeds on campus sure seems to be slacking, huh? Or maybe, considering all these thorns are cropping up in rings, the fae decided to go goth? Either way you've somehow managed to step foot in one of them and it's like you've been pulled into another dimension, filled with dark, swirling purple fog. It might even be a sight familiar to some of you.

What might not be familiar is the 15-foot tall shadow ripping itself up out of the ground, eyes glowing bright as hot coals as it stares you down.]

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL! Smooth moves there! You really know how to screw yourself over!

[Is that... Professor Atchison?]

You know, if this were my forest, you'd TOTALLY be dead right now! Luckily for you, it's not. Unluckily for you, I'm not feeling that charitable.

Time for a pop quiz!


A2. Truly a being who inspires fear (Variant 2)

[It's a beautiful day out. Birds are singing, the sun is shining, flowers are blooming...

Shame all of that's hard to see at the moment.

Somehow you missed the trap laid out and now you've been ripped up into the air, trapped in a bag. Luckily (or unluckily), the fabric itself is rather flimsy, and with enough of a struggle you'll be out in no time.

...Right into one of Avery's traps.

Cue the FOOOOOOOOOLery from above.]


B. Truly a being who inspires... fear??

[How many times have you stepped into these traps by now? Or maybe you just were REALLY not who he was expecting. Either way, once Avery pops in to give his speech, it's a bit... lackluster.]

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooo... Oh. It's you.

[He actually sounds a little hoarse]


C. Office Hours Catch-all

[Looking to talk with Avery one on one? Feel free to hit him up here!]

Comments

[hattersgonnahat]

[Why should he worry more?] A deal...?

[unpocoloco]

[Enjoy it while it lasts, Avery.

He listens, brow not dropping just yet.]

Underestimate? Don't you make some of the trickiest quizzes and classwork deliberately? Or is this more a maco scariness underestimating?

[nor_iron_bars]

Mood.

[Look, it's not like she can argue against that.]

Got any real screamers yet, or was it all people trying to look cool and tough, like they totally weren't freaked out at all? That's always funny.

[subconmodo]

[OH GOD ONE'S GOING FOR HIS EYES.]

Call them off! CALL THEM OFF!

[subconmodo]

That's right.

You work for me as an errand boy and I won't just leave you alone, I'll give you a brand new body.

What a deal, am I right?

[hattersgonnahat]

[....Maybe. It's a little too good to be true.] How can you just make a new body?

[subconmodo]

I am indeed, kiddo. And I'm the best teacher of Contracting you're gonna find.

So go ahead! Fire away!

[subconmodo]

Easily! I mean, it's not going to be flesh and blood, but hey. That's the price for getting a little freedom!

[subconmodo]

The latter, of course. I think. Never been to prison. I just want them to know I could kill them any time I want.

I won't. But I could!

[hattersgonnahat]

What sort of body is it?

[But maybe, more importantly]

...What kind of errands do you mean?

[descolation]

Okay! So... If Desco summons a daemon, would she have to make a contract with them or could she fight them instead?

[subconmodo]

Stuffed. And before you complain, it's good quality. I made sure of that.

[He takes pride in his sewing skills thank you very much.]

Errands are whatever I don't feel like doing. Handing some kid their homework, picking up papers, being the messenger, doing dishes, helping with lessons, etc etc.

[subconmodo]

You have a phone, don't you? Just get Netflix or something! Learn to multitask!

[unpocoloco]

[He makes a face. It is a face not unlike that of a man who's observed his dog getting lose and tearing through the neighborhood, tackling the elderly and digging up what it shouldn't and stealing food, a grimace that says he deeply doesn't want to take responsibility for this, but must.]

Is there no way I could convince you that not seeming like you kill people could be a good thing?

[He already knows the answer to that.]

I'm not sure this is really going to work in any case. It's not that you're no threat it's more that literally everything is a threat.

[subconmodo]

I'd like to say they've all been terrified children.

Unfortunately, it's mainly been faculty and people stepping in my traps on purpose to annoy me.

[that's not even meant to be a jab or anything. It's just his life]

[subconmodo]

We all have our priorities, Héctor. If you want to change mine, you better have some good arguments to back it up.

[subconmodo]

In theory, once you summon them you can do whatever you please.

In theory.

In fact, actually summoning a daemon (medical staff aside) is a bad idea and if you do so I will be very disappointed.

[inflictwounds]

I have the one the school gave me... [He pouts. Yes. That's 100% a pout.] Why is it such a big deal, anyways?

[descolation]

But...

[That's...clearly not the response she wanted to hear. Although she's not exactly crying, she definitely looks like someone took the metaphorical wind out of her sails. And then ripped them apart, just to be safe.]

But why? How else is Desco supposed to teach her family a lesson once she gets stronger? It's been years since they abandoned her and the Outlands are huge! Desco could spend her whole life looking and she STILL might not ever find them. What is she supposed to do, then?!

[hattersgonnahat]

[He hovers a little more off the ground as if trying to see what Avery was referring to. ...Only before realizing he was getting interested in a daemon's words, and 'firmly' landed back on the ground.]

I'm not supposed to make deals with daemons!

[No matter how tempting it might be... To actually move freely again, to be solid again.]

[nor_iron_bars]

We're like that a lot.

[Exhibit A: this hot mess right here.]

Maybe try to capitalize on that, I guess? Y'know, put up a sign next to one of these things that says "absolutely do not enter, this means you" or something and watch 'em yeet themselves right in on principle.

[subconmodo]

Good thing I'm not a daemon!

[hattersgonnahat]

[Nor will he fall for any tricks!] Of course you are!

[subconmodo]

No, seriously, kiddo. You could say I'm a Contracted, but I took care of the daemon who thought it could outwit me a long, long time ago.

[hattersgonnahat]

[You really think he's going to buy that?]