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Lor had been minding her own business when she suddenly felt some kind of evil afoot. Just for a moment, though. Brief evil spike. One might say just a boop of evil. What was that?

... Probably nothing to worry about. It is Halloween, after all.

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📖 i have a crush on an evil wizard but i don’t know if it likes me back, what do i do? how do i show him i like him?

">Send him so many emails about it, multiple times a day, every day, for at least a month. Two months if you want to be safe. If you get blocked, make a new email. There are no flaws in this course of action. Also it HAS to be emails, texts don't show the same level of dedication."

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M!A: You have a fully functioning, realistic human nose

And so it was… Well, for about a tenth of a second. Seems specifying a length of time is key to the magic’s potency.

“>… Huh. Well that wasn’t so bad.”

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Magolor can you do me a favor and open this box that definitely doesn’t contain a comedically timed stick of dynamite

He looks down at the box that definitely doesn’t contain a comedically timed stick of dynamite, then back at the anon.

“Well if it doesn’t even contain a comedically timed stick of dynamite, what’s the point?”

Or perhaps this is a Schrödinger’s comedically timed stick of dynamite situation, where a stick of dynamite placed in a sealed box alongside an ignition source is both comedically timed and regularly timed until one opens the box. Either way, regardless of whether or not the box contains a comedically timed stick of dynamite, he’s not going to open it. Not without a thorough investigation, anyways. He of all people knows how easy it can be to make a bomb look like something harmless, after all. Also why do a total stranger a favor for free?

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Lor what’s something nobody ever expects

“>Hmmmm… Pipe bomb.”

The Spanish Inquisition would also have been a good answer, but she figured the fact that it would have been so perfect in this moment made it more likely to be anticipated.

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Bandee spilled apple juice on the tablecloth

">Not just a tablecloth? THE tablecloth?"

Thee's a short pause...

">Sad! Well there are other fabrics to drape over tables."

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Magolor rolling in a pile of dust

“It’s called a sand bath, and it’s not dust!”

It’s sand. Fine sand. Hence being called a sand bath.

“Not everyone has the resources or physical tolerance to use water for that kind of thing, y’know.”

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Keep asks filthy

“>Please don’t. Not every thought or series of words that occurs to you has to be shared.”

The ship speaks with a tone of “you people have made me read things I could have gone my entire prior existence and the foreseeable future without processing and that was time and energy I’ll never get back”.

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I I I I JUST BOUGHT MORE LAND IN THE METAVERSE

">... Get well soon?"

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(assumption meme, for Magolor) - As much as you'd hate to admit it... perhaps you still, sometimes, miss the sheer power you briefly held after donning the Master Crown? You know better now. You know you can never do that again, for both your own sake and your friends. You don't NEED the crown's power. But would "normalcy" ever feel the same again, after you've experienced becoming something far beyond your usual self?

The mage winces at first, ears flattening against his head in a distinctly upset manner. Usually, when someone would say something to him that he didn't like, he would just hit them with that customer service demeanor and act like he didn't actually care. But this was something different.

"... Of course you people would think that."

It'd been... What, a few years since he ever talked about his experience with anyone? Even longer if only counting opening up about specifics. By now, most folks have gotten the memo that it isn't something he likes discussing, especially on someone else's whim. To call it a sore spot is a major understatement even now.

"To be honest with you? I really don't. Everyone seems to think it felt good to be that powerful. Even I thought I did in the moment. But it... That wasn't me anymore. Those were not my own feelings from my own experience. It was what that thing wanted me to feel— what it felt for me. On my behalf. Because if I'd been aware of what was actually going on, it would have had a harder time taking control."

He's begun quivering now, slightly. Trying to let this all out in a controlled manner is a lot harder when you weren't really expecting this to be among your day's activities. Let alone as a way of shutting down an unpleasant assumption being made.

"The power trip, that was just... a distraction. Its way of sedating me, at least until it felt confident that it had me in its grasp, and was free to use me as its latest... Flesh puppet, or vessel to manifest in, with minimal resistance. Once it had its foot in the door, so to speak, it was free to do what it wanted with the house. I don't think you want to know about its ideas about interior and exterior design."

The thought almost seems to make the scars under his hood throb, as if just bringing it up was enough to let it dig its claws in again from the great beyond. The mage bites his lip to hopeful snap himself out of it.

"... So, no. I don't want that kind of power. Never again. The only power I want is my own. Because if it's my own, I can be sure that it isn't going to take over my mind and body and then haunt me for the rest of my life. Maybe it’s true that normalcy doesn’t feel the same, but it sure beats having a crown digging its talons into your head as if it wants to see what your cranium feels like while you’re still alive.”

If he were feeling up to it, he would've throw in a "and the power of my friends" in there, but clearly this person doesn't think very highly of him. The last thing he needs is to have his words twisted into meaning some variation of planning to take advantage of others again. Contrary to seemingly popular belief, he has actually grown as a person, and part of that was leaving behind those old aspirations of power and influence.

Maybe in time he'll be able to leave behind his regrets and trauma, too.

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Make a assumption about my muse and see how they react! Anything goes!

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📖 for Magolor: How do you deal with bullies?

“Let’s see… There’s convincing friends and allies to support me and alienate them, social media callouts to leverage my adoring fans— er, I mean give them a way to help out… Banning the bully from my super awesome amazing theme park, bombs, talking things out if you’re boring like that or don’t have lawyer money on hand at the time to support your other options, and trauma dumping and crying in front of as many witnesses as possible. Easy peasy!”

Seems he took the question rather literally. Though, the most egregious part is that he left out the tried and true method of threatening to call your mom. That always works for him! Except when it doesn’t.

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Send 📖 to get really bad advice from my muse

Bonus points for also giving a topic.

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Patron Saint Quiz

patron saint of relics

patron saint of remembering. patron saint of holding something close. patron saint of holding on for too long. for a saint, a relic is often a part of the body, kept for some physical memento of their holiness. they are all in your hands, now: does it feel like remembrance? does it feel sanctified? are the dust and blood as precious as they're supposed to be?

patron saint of horror

you're the patron saint of the dawning moment of realization. the patron saint of comprehension, maybe. the patron saint of understanding. the patron saint of knowing exactly what's going to happen. of seeing clearly. of not being able to look away.

((Tagged by: @abyssembraced

Tagging: Anyone else who wants to do this!))

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🌺 Send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful. 🌺

(We may not have properly interacted yet, but I've seen you around before becoming mutuals and you seem neat! :D )

((Aw, thanks! Hope we get to interact eventually. And sorry that this reply is late, things have been kinda hectic for me lately as I’m getting ready to move soon. I would’ve answered yesterday but driving for four hours really takes it outta ya! But there should be at least a week of semi-normalcy from now on.))

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Headcanon generator meme

Lor

1. Lor doesn't own a single pair of matching socks.

“>To be fair, I don’t own a single pair of socks period.”

2. Lor is unemployed.

“>I mean… I guess?”

3. Lor has been to prison.

“>If you count the Haldera Volcano as a prison… Not too far off from one in my case I suppose.”

4. Lor can’t sit in a chair properly.

“>I’m starting to think this generator wasn’t designed with someone like me in mind. You try sitting in a chair when you don’t have legs, are too large to fit in most buildings let alone use most furniture, and have a rudder to worry about!”

5. If Lor was presented with an intergalactic portal, they would enter it without question.

“>Ok, this one makes more sense. If it was my own portal or made by someone I trust, sure, but I’m not impulsive enough to just enter random portals if I don’t have any idea where they lead or how stable they are, even if they’re large enough to accommodate someone of my size to begin with. It’s basic warp safety!”

Magolor

1. Magolor hates being alone.

“…”

Though mostly hidden by his clothing, his expression is still mostly readable as the type one makes when they really want to argue but also can’t really deny what’s been said. Being alone sucks. Nobody to play pranks on, nobody to talk to, nobody to help you when you’ve hit a rough patch, nobody to bring you back to reality when you’re stuck in your own head and don’t even realize it, nobody to take the pickles they put on your burger when you specifically asked for no pickles…

2. Magolor enjoys doing taxes.

“Uhh… Yep, sure do! Boy do I just love doing my taxes and being a perfect law abiding citizen and all that. Uh-huh.”

3. Magolor is a cat person.

“I am NOT a catboy.”

Says the catboy, who is in denial.

4. Magolor can’t make the voices go away.

“Uh, yeah I can, all I have to do is just stay awake, duh.”

If he were home right now this certainly would have started yet another conversation with Lor regarding his progress on getting over the whole nightmares stemming from a cursed artifact full of damned souls thing. Speaking of which…

5. Magolor is going to hell.

“I already DID I am NOT going through that again. Why couldn’t I get the fun quip-worthy ones? This generator is BIASED.”

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