[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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[empyreancatastrophe]

“‘Tis a powerful enough force on its own.”

It would be foolish to deny the possibility that it was optimism speaking in his stead. However, it would also be foolish to deny the sheer power hope has proven to possess throughout his pursuits and mission. Without it, nothing was possible. Of that, Joshua felt sure.

That single act of a faceless figure breaking away from their brethren did its part in reaffirming his belief.

Which left room for other matters.

“Pray humor me,” Joshua mused, “to what do I owe the honor of hosting a specter from Hell itself?”

[lonelysmiles]

"Simple curiosity," Alastor admitted without hesitation. "Yours was a rather unique nightmare. I'd never seen such a wasteland before. Not even the one surrounding Orkili can compare."

He looked out over the dead landscape.

"Most nightmares people have here are monsters, usually from a past incident. However, the locations they take in are more or less contained. The 'monster' is the rogue element in an otherwise relatively normal location. Yours, however, was entirely unnatural. I never would've suspected that the 'monster' behind it all was a crystal."

[empyreancatastrophe]

Joshua stayed quiet throughout Alastor's explanation outside of a quiet nod here and there. He respected his visitor's honesty and the directed nature thereof, even with the unfortunate and unpleasant implications of his nightmare's make-up.

He also couldn't help the rueful quirk of his lips.

"The crystal is but one 'monster' of many. As you can imagine, the machinations surrounding the Mothercrystals are deep and complex. There is more at play than what meets the eye."

Because there always was.

"What little I can say with confidence is that this wasteland will not be allowed to spread any further. Neither in my dreams nor back in the waking world."