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

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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!]

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[arcadianvampire]

[Oh, Valvatorez caught sight of many of Avery's various traps across campus. He never bothered to trip one, nor did he even bother warning anyone of them being about. He did, however, watch at times as he messed with the various students and faculty who *did* trip them either intentionally or by accident.

And oh, was it a laugh riot all day.

Towards the end of Avery's office hours, Valvatorez shows up, with a knock on the door. In his arms he actually has a tray full of piping tea... with a bottle of honey on it. Hades knows the toll that all that delightful declaration of "FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL" would take on one's throat.]

Avery? You have a moment?

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Come in.

[His voice cracks a bit when he tries to raise it and he makes a face.

Ugh. He should have brought lozenges with him or something while he was out there.]

[arcadianvampire]

[Sure enough, his voice was close to shot, so Valvatorez was quietly pleased with himself for calling that. Still, he kept that quiet,and brought the tray in and set it down, quickly moving to pour a cup for both of them, before adding in honey for Avery's.]

This is normally more of Ekkehardt's specialty, but I decided to try my hand at it tonight. It won't be as strong as what you're most fond of, but I believe it'll do the trick.

[He held out the cup to his fellow professor.]

You put on a damn fine show today, by the way.

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Ugh. Don't tell Gehring.

[The last thing he needs is an "I Todd you so." Not that Ekke would say it, but he doesn't need to. There's something about that look he wears when he's thinking it...

He takes the cup in hand and takes a long, slow sip. It's amazing how much the heat alone helps]

Glad someone approves. Gotta keep those kids (and the staff) on their toes!

[arcadianvampire]

Rest assured, I will do nothing of the sort. ...Not that I need to. I'm quite certain, knowing him, that he already knows.

[The unpleasant truth, sure. Ekkehardt was always quite apt at predicting these sorts of things and honestly, Valvatorez would be more surprised if he didn't already figure this one out.]

I tend to agree. I'm quite surprised how many of our staff tripped your traps, and unintentionally at that. Particularly Bowser. I quite like him, but I couldn't help but find it hilarious.

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[He lets out an amused, if somewhat undignified, snort]

I know, right? He even left a crater! It was great!

I should do this more often.

[arcadianvampire]

But not too often! Better to have people looking over their shoulder wondering if it's coming. Sometimes that paranoia and fear is more rewarding than springing the surprise.

[He is still a daemon, and he's never really forgotten how to spread fear. He still finds it fun, in a way, but these days he does prefer to be less malevolent about it. Most of the time.]

I swear though. I didn't think one could make a crater shaped like themselves... the groundskeeping crews are going to be having quite the puzzle on their hands when they see that.

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Not to worry. I've already put a photo into the blackmail folder for posterity. And made a backup copy!

Personally, I think they should take a cast of the hole in plaster and put it up as an art display. But that's just me.