call me maybe

[from_scratch]

Cam is out flying. There's a decent cloud of atmosphere around the gold plane, now, millenia of demons making air around themselves for comfort and not sealing it up because why would you bother. There's a small forest, here - the effect is kind of ruined by the lamps it has to grow under, but it's still pretty.

He feels an open summons and lets it grab him -

with the Joker (kappa)

with Ripper (kappa)

with Darren (Aestrix)

with Minus (kappa)

with Emma (Marri)

with Facility 3141592 (armokGoB)

with the admin (kappa)

with Jarvis (kappa, Aestrix)

with Miles (kappa)

with Hank (Nemo)

Comments

[from_scratch]

"I mean, as you can see I can make these things pretty damn fast. I imagine I will still have time for other projects."

[castmyown]

"True!" he agrees. "But it's not like I can force you to make them, so I might as well be nice about it."

[from_scratch]

"And if you could force me to make them, then...?"

[castmyown]

"Then I would ask you very nicely if you would or not, and if the answer was 'no' I would continue my mission of 'trying not to be a jerk' and accept that as an answer and not force you to do anything in particular!"

[from_scratch]

"Okay then." It occurs to Cam to go ahead and conjure a leather coat, slightly lumpy due to wings but not obtrusively so.

[castmyown]

"Also, I'm a scrawny fifteen year old who knows only a smattering of magic and probably can't even manage anything practical under pressure. So you are double safe, not only do I not want to but I'm pretty sure I am completely incapable of it."

[from_scratch]

"I mean, you could threaten to send me home before I care to go, although as threats go it's kind of lukewarm."

[castmyown]

"Pretty much, yeah. Oh no, I could put you back to where you were before I was even involved! Quake in fear, demon, at my powers of mild disappointment!"

[from_scratch]

"Aieeee. Please, summoner, no."

[castmyown]

"Bwuahahahaha!" cackles the summoner, completely unconvincingly.

[from_scratch]

Cam snorts.

"How far to your place?"

[castmyown]

"Farish, I do not want people to run into me while I am doing magic. Also if I blow myself up I don't want any casualties aside from the obvious one."

[from_scratch]

"Is that a likely hazard?"

[castmyown]

"Eeeeh. No? But magic is kind of dangerous, and it does - things." He motions to Cam. "Strange things. Think of it like chemistry, but combined with - Sudoku, or something. And it can explode or summon someone from another dimension."

[from_scratch]

"Is there a little support group for us extradimensionals?"

[castmyown]

"I'm afraid not. I've never heard of extradimensionals before in my life. It might have happened before, because our magical records are hilariously terrible, but I don't think it's common."

[from_scratch]

"Huh."

[castmyown]

"It's also entirely possible that I did a thing that no one else has ever done before! I have no idea! I am mostly self taught, I have no idea what the standards are for magical knowledge."

[from_scratch]

"Where'd you get your materials to teach yourself?" wonders Cam.

[castmyown]

"Learned the basics of it through surgical use of my peryton sadface, lots of logical arguments, and doing an absurd amount of menial chores. Then from there I used what I knew to find the other - .... I explained it as chemistry and Sudoku combined, right? I worked to learn the other elements on the periodic table and the other numbers in Sudoku. Essentially."

[from_scratch]

"Soooo, not via books left in an abandoned mansion set a bit away from Forks proper."

[castmyown]

"... No? Why, should I go snooping in an abandoned mansion, is there magic there?"

[from_scratch]

"Well, that's where I found it. Oh, fair warning, I'm like seventy percent sure that everyone who summons daeva gets to be one after they die, but if you are subject to the afterlife rules I am familiar with this is much better than the alternative no matter which kind you get."

[castmyown]

"Er. Okay, well, what's that like? Actually - what's the normal afterlife like, is it terrible?"

[from_scratch]

"It's not terrible, just disappointing. It is an infinite plane of dirt plus exactly one thing per person - the going theory is it's whatever non-person item tops the list of 'things you would find an afterlife incomplete without'. My dad got his house and my mom got a Winnebago, they're pretty lucky, some people land and get their dog or a pond or an ice skating rink."