[OPEN] Embark on Some Havoc

[lonelysmiles]

Who: Alastor and You!
Which: Depends on the prompt
Where: Depends on the prompt
What: An open log for October featuring Alastor at Reverein's new radio station teaching people how to use the equipment and properly present an audio-only broadcast. Also featuring him going dreamwalking and nightmare walking for anyone who wants him in your dreams without making a big open log yourself!
Warnings: It's Alastor, a demon from literal Hell. He's also a bit manic at the radio station and extra spooky with the dream/nightmare walking.


Reverein Radio

With the official opening of Reverein's new radio station, Alastor was doing his best to make sure that the radio wouldn't just be supplying static on every channel that wasn't his own frequency. Where was the fun in only one channel, after all? Besides, he and the native scientists had put an awful lot of work into making sure that the radio tower blended in with the local aesthetic rather than the ugly scaffolds of metal back where Alastor had come from.

Anyone looking for him would find him at the station, teaching anyone who made the mistake of asking about how to work the system. Alastor's passion was sound and radio, so his students might find themselves trapped for literal hours.

The interior of the station was a real puzzle to get through: twisting corridors and rooms specially-designed to keep all outside noise from getting picked up by hot mics. The idea was to keep noisy foot traffic from interfering with a broadcast, but at least there was always some native who'd decided to work permanently there to guide anyone around.

At the moment, Alastor was at one of the soundboards, watching one of his "students" going through a basic sound check while another worked the board. He himself held one of the speakers of a headset up to one of his ears as he watched and listened intently. Though at someone's approach, he'd leave the booth to practically skip over to them.

Dreamwalking/Nightmare Walking

Perhaps it was because it was October that even the pleasant dreams he wandered into had a misty, spooky bent to them. As a demon, Alastor blended in well with the overall atmosphere.

Humming to himself, he made his way through the mists as he searched for the bulk of the dream if not the dreamer themselves.

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[lonelysmiles]

"I look forward to hearing the results!"

Not just because it'd be interesting but because of a bit of ego stroking. He gave the "nightmares" nightmares in Hell, after all.

[holdshisown]

"Hmm? Are you perhaps of a scholarly bent, then?"

He wouldn't have thought it from what he'd observed during this first impression of the man, but he'd been wrong before.

[lonelysmiles]

"Not a scholarly pursuit. Magic is something that fascinates me, and in Reverein dreams and emotions are magic."

He shrugged.

"Seems only logical that I'd want to find out more about the darker aspects of that magic, too."

[holdshisown]

"I see. What do you find fascinating about it, if you don't mind me asking?"

He seems to agree with him about what he says, though.

"Knowing more about it would make it easier to deal with when things get out of hand."

[lonelysmiles]

"Honestly, it started with trying to wrap my mind around it in general. While it does exist in the world I once lived in, it was so rare that it was thought to be fictional. A power that could do literally anything you desired? Imagine the possibilties!

"Yet the more I studied and initially struggled to cast even the simplest spell, the more I realized that magic isn't as lawless as one might think. It's using energy to replace other components to speed up the process of whatever you're trying to do. It doesn't break the rules at all."

He flicked a wrist, a ball of fire hovering over his palm.

"Fire requires three things: an initial spark, fuel, and air. A flame like this is conjured using magic to replace the spark and the fuel. However, I can't use something like snow as a fuel even with magic since it doesn't burn.

"It's fascinating."

[holdshisown]

"Ah. Yes, I've noticed that is a common misconception when it comes to Power. To think that it is a thing with no rules or limitations to it, but it's not all that different to any other force of nature." That was how his own people saw it, at least.

He watches the little ball of flame with some interest.

"Just so, and a bit of caution is also wise when dealing with fire. It is an easy element to lose control over if you do not treat it with respect."

Fascinating, yes, he could agree with that.

[lonelysmiles]

"Not to worry." He closed his fist, instantly snuffing the flame out. "I know I appear quite young due to having died such, but my continued existence has given me a century's worth of study and practice. It's like any other tool -- even the ones whose express purpose is to kill -- but one I find the full potential of infinitely fascinating."

[holdshisown]

"You seem to have come quite far in just a century then," he says. "For me that is still quite young, just barely out of childhood, so you should be proud to have come so far so soon."

[lonelysmiles]

"Honestly, I have being basically powerless during my living existence to thank for that. I hadn't the magic to light a match much less set a forest ablaze like I could do now," Alastor admitted. "Every bit of power I had to ask for and be ready with a mundane alternative for if that request was denied. Lots of ritual and rootwork, careful planning to be positively ruthless with power management in the event I was graced with the tiniest hint of magic to perform a task.

"When I died, I obtained what feels like an unlimited amount of magic but I maintain that ruthless efficiency with how I use it and never forgot the lessons hard won through the struggle."

[holdshisown]

"Well... you were human, weren't you? When you were alive, I mean?" He asks unceartainly. "Humans aren't exactly made to channel such forces, at least not in my experience." But perhaps that was only the case in his own world.

"Strange. That it would all come rushing into you when you died... but then, I don't really know how death works for humans."