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irisnetwork2019-01-27 09:14 pm
p1) wrote in irisnetwork2019-01-27 09:14 pm
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UN: Mario#1 Voice-
Its-a me, Mario!
[ The voice is surely familiar to almost everyone, even the newest of members to the Daybreak faculty. Even if it's just from the occasional sound of 'woo' and 'hah' heard in the halls, but who doesn't have at least one class with the omnipresent electives instructor? ]
Ah, the new year, she has begun with such promise. I'm so happy to see so many new and old faces, ready and eager to learn!
Now there is-a something very special to learn I have to teach. It's-a something everyone has to know. Are you-a reeeeeady?
[ There's a pause, a loud slurping noise and- ]
Don't flush paper towels! Mamma Mia!
[ The sound cuts. ]
((ooc: There is always the option to wildcard me and have a character encounter Mario running around doing a task of some sort. He's everywhere. ))
[ The voice is surely familiar to almost everyone, even the newest of members to the Daybreak faculty. Even if it's just from the occasional sound of 'woo' and 'hah' heard in the halls, but who doesn't have at least one class with the omnipresent electives instructor? ]
Ah, the new year, she has begun with such promise. I'm so happy to see so many new and old faces, ready and eager to learn!
Now there is-a something very special to learn I have to teach. It's-a something everyone has to know. Are you-a reeeeeady?
[ There's a pause, a loud slurping noise and- ]
Don't flush paper towels! Mamma Mia!
[ The sound cuts. ]
((ooc: There is always the option to wildcard me and have a character encounter Mario running around doing a task of some sort. He's everywhere. ))
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Yeah, uh... [Michael looks down at the scuff as if seeing it for the first time. Stuff like that doesn't generally even enter his mind.] ...sorry? I'm taking this outside to burn it, on account of all the daemonic runes.
[There are, in fact, several daemonic runes on the tabletop. Some are drawn in red Sharpie, and some are just burnt in there, though they all appear to be the same symbol.]
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[ Mario hops around the table (literally) looking at it from every angle. He even slides under it before concluding- ]
You take it with me, I clear that right up! Mama Mario's special clean-up mixture never fails!
[ Picking up his mop amd bucket, Mario scampers on his towards his workshop- pausing only to wave Michael to follow. ]
C'mon, lets-a go!
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[Far be it from him to deny the will of...the dude who jumped on his head like twelve times almost a century ago. Did that really happen? He seems mostly human, but he still looks young? What's his deal???
Michael's understanding of reality is taking a few blows, so he's just gonna pick the table up and follow.]
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[ Mario's workshop is thankfully not too far, especially if Micheal keeps up with his jogging which seems to be the slowest he goes most days.
It is filled with a wide variety of tools arranged neatly on hooks. Some are mundane and some sure to be what the fuck inducing, such as numbered wrenches and giant turtle shells. ]
Now let's-a take a look! How nasty you say these symbols are?
[ In a snap, his cap has been replaced with a pair of goggles and a hard hat- though the same soul resides within in as he examines the table in depth. ]
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[spoilers: it's him, he is the daemon that these particular sigils call, and he doesn't want his metaphysical phone number written down for just any rando to copy]
Still, seems like a bad thing to leave lying around. I don't want kids thinking this is the cool new graffiti trend.
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Hmmm. Hooo, I think I see this one before somewhere...
[ He thinks on this puzzle briefly. He's stomped on a lot of daemons over the years. ]
Oh well! Can't-a be anyone too memorable.
[ Now, he could clear up the pen ones easily, but these burnt in ones... ]
Okie dokie! You any good with-a the sandpaper?
[ Doesnt matter, Mario is already throwing some at him. ]
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[He lifts a hand to smooth his hair down, but the motion's arrested as he's forced to catch the sandpaper flying at his face.]
Uh. Won't that ruin the table?
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[ Mario demonstrates, a nice little scratchy circle on one of the burnt in symbols. Just enough to take the burn off, which does leave a little bald patch. ]
Then we just apply a varnish when done!
[ He turns a hand, palm up towards Micheal. Now you! ]
It's-a always better to fix things, than get new ones!
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[Michael hesitates for a moment, largely because he is extremely not accustomed to doing any kind of physical work with his physical human hands. It would be a lot easier for him to use magic, maybe burn the table even further....just, less than he was originally planning.
But that would maybe out him as a daemon. Assuming the hat ghost hasn't noticed already, but it hasn't said anything, so he thinks he's still okay? Letting Mario realize that he's a daemon at this point seems...uncomfortable. He's not at all freaked out by the guy! It'd just be awkward!
So, uh. Sandpapering the table now.]
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Sure! Everything needs-a second chance now and then.
[ Mario has no idea this comment is vaguely relevant to Michael's inner thoughts. Life is just like that sometimes.
Mario watches his sandpapering and offers encouragement and tips whilst doing his own. Follow the grain! Doesn't take too long. ]
Just a little work, you make anything beautiful!
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You think so?
[But the sandpapering isn't all that hard once you get to doing it. Michael still doesn't think it looks very nice, but the guy seems to have a plan. He's so used to building fake things - illusions he crafts in theory and absolutely never in practice. Maybe crafts are actually interesting?]
There's a lot of pretty bad stuff out there.
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[ He has, after all, managed to cram enough evil vanquishing into his life it's probably a record ratio of time to darkness defeated. ]
But that's-a okay. There's a lot more good. I think there's enough good for everyone.
[ He adds a few perfectly executed but very weird to see performed by his little chubby body karate moves as he adds- ]
Even if you gotta knock it into 'em sometimes!
[ He laughs a little more, whilst retrieving some varnish and a pair of fresh, new brushes. ]
Oh! I forget, where are my manners! I'mma Mario, Mario Mario. I been here so long, I forget not everyone knows me. You new, eh?
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[He can't tell if there were three Marios in there, or two, or if you just have one name and repeated it thrice?]
I'm Michael. Been here a year or so.