w i z a r d

Clover Town's resident Wizard. Affiliated with Peaceful Remedies.

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Wizard's kind of a panicky dork, don't mind him...

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It was amazing how someone could have slept so well and still wake up in such a horrible mood. Mariah had even had a pleasant dream, although she didn’t remember it all too well. Munching grumpily on her breakfast, she was only half-listening to her mother talk. She finished, put her dishes in the sink for her mother and was shooed upstairs to get ready for work. Great, she’d been trying to forget she had work today. Sighing, she yanked a brush through her hair - bedhead was a terrible thing. 

Eventually, she pulled herself into her work clothes, struggling like she usually did with finding the correct holes for everything. Cursing to herself constantly, she almost fell over before she finally popped her head out of the dress. She was so out of it after waking up, even some simple dress was a chore to put on. Mariah yawned as she laced up her shoes and finally exited the house, calling a quick goodbye to her mother. Her father was probably out in the fields, riding his horse and helping his friends tend livestock, so there was no chance of seeing him from here. 

Oh well. Another day, another morning, another brisk walk to work. No chance of anything out of the ordinary, she supposed, but what did she really know? She was just a waitress. 

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[ The Wizard caught sight of the girl, and noticed her in her work uniform. For someone so sweet looking, she must be going to a place--whether it be a bakery or a cafe--that serves sweet things. So he ended up following her.

This was something out of the ordinary. Someone who seemed more or less like a hobo, dressed in some patched up clothes that look like he sewed them himself, stalking after her to where she worked. Whenever she looked back, he'd have some kind of minor panic attack and duck behind the nearest possible spot. One time he didn't know where he was looking when he ducked, and headbutted a mailbox on accident. He crawled gingerly away into a nearby bush trying not to embarrass himself with that.

A weird sight to behold--a grown man trying to find solace in the bushes. And something the waitress could take notice of, or not. ]

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And a post for all the other new followers.

[ The Wizard doesn't know what to do with so many people showing up out of nowhere. Specifically, he is a social phobic, and is cowardly backing away from those of you following him and coming in closer-than-what-he-is-used-to close contact. His face is turning redder by the minute.

It's okay, you can feel totally free to bother him. Just don't be surprised if he might faint on you all of a sudden. ]

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hippocratic-oaths started following you

[ Oh my god this lady looks so scary, so very scary, such a stern and cold looking expression, run away... run away! ]

E-e-eh---

[ And lets just have him freaked out so much he starts getting some kind of massive nosebleed. Somehow. ]

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“Y-You’re not…? I’m sorry, the rumors… M-Must have gotten to my—”

“—MOTHEROFGODDESS DID A S-S-SQUIRREL JUST POP OUT OF YOUR HAIR?!”

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W-what, no, you're totally seeing things!!

[ As he quickly turns around and tries to get the squirrel out of his hair frantically ]

Priscilla what are you doing in my hair!!

[ As he whirls back around to greet the mayor with a smile and... him edging away slightly... OOOOHhh boy. ]

Yeah, you know what they say about rumors... Heh... heh heh...

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And he does exactly that

“…O-Oh! Mister… Mister Wizard…! It’s, uh, certainly been a while… Since our last meeting…”

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"Wizard, what are you talking about, ahaha... ha... I am no Wizard!!" He laughs nervously, as a squirrel pops its head up from nestling in his hair...

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“And suddenly… I feel like something terribly profane is occurring behind my back…”

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"D-Don't look at me... I'm innocent..." And don't actually live in the town...

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3-way thread

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While just standing there manning the stand, Sheldon pretty much could hear the faint change of air coming from above him, to which he saw what he might’ve considered—

“— .. A-an a-a-angel?”

—until she crashed into his stand, sending brownie’s everywhere and everything just … seemed to go in slow motion, as he was send flying back and as he just watched his own handiwork fly into the sky as if oh wow you didn’t work hard enough Sheldon God wasn’t pleased with you shame shame until he fell back onto the floor and let out an unholy gasp and then wheeze before he was done.

WHat!!!! Broom!!! He double taked as she picked up a brownie, the expression of satisfaction on her face made him somewhat calm, perhaps pleased and a tinge prideful (no Sheldon no more sins for you!) before she let out a half mock half … something else words of criticism.

WHaT!!!!!

“W-W-W-W-W-W-What are u-u-uunholy figures such as the—” WITCH “—WITCH and ….. y-you d-doing in God’s h-h-h-h-holy sanctuary—” the movement of his cross, “By the father, the sun, and the holy ghost, Amen.” before continuing with the stuttering, “—w-wHY are y-y-you c-c-crashi. …. ng….”

In his sole, single, sole eye, he could feel the faint sting of tears. 

Thanks, Witchy-poo.

And Wizard-butt.

“W-were they …. a-a-aa-a-atleast g-g-good ……..”

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It was seem that in the middle of her chomping and chewing she’d been interrupted by what sounds like two utter MORONS!! Trying to intrude on her moment alone with the brownie. It just felt so good to eat after not having done so since yesterday. She’d actually been too busy flying, though as you can see her real progress was getting nowhere. In-between a bite, Almira twirled around before the two men, and during the silence she took down a bite so loud as to break it before cackling in-between crumbs. 

“My.. whatever is wrong?” She said after gulping down another bite, slowly licking her lips to get every last taste and flavour, before inhaling as if she were intoxicated with pleasure. 

“Please speak one at a time, I can’t understand you two.” She raised her index finger, waving it in a definite motion. Her eyes sprinting from either guys. One was the man who had the brownies.. he seemed weak, a whiny-ass, oh and he only had one eye. That was an interesting factor. As for the other one.. something was oddly familiar about him, a certain aura she’d only recognise from her parents. A wizard, maybe?

“Sorry boys, did you want me to share my piece~?”

Brushing her hands against her now very dusty dress, Almira adjusted her hat into position before walking past them both to pick up her now dented broom. Well, that’s no good.

“You guys ought to be ashamed of yourselfs. This is a church, and yet you have the decency to call me unholy? Doesn’t God believe in everyone?”

In all honesty, Almira had never thought much of God at all, and if she were to really believe he was up there, she’d say he was doing a poor performance with his job.

“You love me God, don’t you?! You let me eat the brownies, I am sure you’re ashamed too!”

She raised her hand and head in the normal fashion, but couldn’t help release a slight snicker from her lips. This was quite entertaining.

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"N-no, not an angel... she's a demon..." Wizard breathed in response to the priest. "More unholy than I could ever be--not that--that is a um--insult or anything to her--" He quickly breathed again, hoping the Witch wouldn't over hear him but it seemed that she didn't even understand what he was saying.

Furthermore, she didn't even seem to recognize his face. Which made him look at her blankly for a few moments. 

"And she doesn't even recognize me... aren't I her neighbor..." Wasn't he supposed to have made at least... a little bit of an impression? Did she just forget he had existed? T-that was a good thing but it also kind of hurt... Ouch...... Why was he helping her anyway...

And there she goes, shouting at the sky. Over brownies. Holy brownies.

"W-wait Witch haven't you even read up on what that guy is like?! He's vengeful, and will destroy everyone who opposes him--strike them down with lightning-- WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT HIM!?!"

The Wizard, clearly freaking out at whatever kind of smiting could unfold within the next few seconds, threw himself down on his knees and started praying very hurriedly.

"God, Zeus, whatever your name is, I'm so sorry please excuse my friend she is not being very polite to you is she um um I'm so SORRY PLEASE DON'T KILL ME WITH YOUR LIGHTNING BOLTS... I KNOW I made love potions but... but that was a mistake...!!! An accident...!!!"

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Hides as the mayor shows himself... there is no one making unholy enchantments anywhere... nope...

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He is going to die.

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“Succubus? I’m afraid you have me mistaken, Mister Enchanter.” she laughed happily, clearly enjoying his pain and misery, but only to an extent. After all, she wasn’t cruel, but she just found that puppy like expression adorable. Pitiful, yes, but adorable. Like a little quirk a broken sock puppet would have!

“I didn’t know I had the ability to steal the breath out of others, you know! You might be the first!” she said jokingly, solely supporting him as he was flopping like a retarded fish who could not dance for the life of him. She was strong, definitely, and experienced in the art of body enough to be his second pair of feet.

And hands.

“Then why don’t we learn how to dance? It’s fun even if I’m leading! Though, it should be you, after all, you’re still a man.” 

Oh wait that chest throwing was on accident but she didn’t exactly care, at the moment. Then again, she made no movement to even move him out of that region, dancing was dancing after all, no matter the contact— correct?

“Just when I was going to exchange names. Hmph, it would’ve been nice to have had such a willing partner!” because oh boy was he getting limp.

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Oh my god she is going to kill him that expression that EXPRESSION. She even knew who he was--the enchanter, the Wizard, and if she knew of his real name? He was a goner.

"How do you know--" but he could even barely finish his sentence.

He tried to breathe, because yes, his breath was completely stolen from him and he felt unable to let air enter and escape from his lungs. And wow, was she so much more powerful than him.

He stiffened, straightening up, but still unable to dance along with her. 

"Why would I learn to dance? I'm not-- I don't want to summon anything--especially not anything bad." He sweatdropped, still believing her to be a succubus, trying to seduce him--she didn't know his name, but it seemed she was trying to get it out of him. Oh my god--what was she intending to do to him?

"I'm sorry but..." Suddenly--he twirled her around, regaining control of himself--though his heart was still racing in the middle of this encounter. One thing he could never do, one thing he couldn't bear to really do for anyone... "I cannot tell you my name."

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leap frooooog

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“Oh, Lantz!”

The young girl reached out and grabbed onto the frog with her tiny hands. Lips parting to speak, but nothing would come. Only a small giggle as she held the creature in her arms—happy to see the Wizard, too, seeing to as he was the one that was able to catch her new pet.

“Mhm!” She nodded her head in response to his question.

“But what were doing behind those bushes? Were you looking for something too?”

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"I, uh, was looking for a button I lost... But that... doesn't matter it's GONE FOREVER..." It's true, he had lost a button and had started looking for it right when... he just found it. Chances are he probably lost it somewhere else, but he wouldn't be able to find it now.

"Oh, well, a squirrel will probably bring it over to me some other time... I'm relieved just to see your face." He said as he rubbed some dirt away from his face, his other free hand that had the frog patting her head. "What are you doing out this far from the swamp?" 

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leap frooooog

Riiiiiibit.

Not to far into Shamrock Forest, one would find a small girl casually hop along behind a frog. Her hands placed on the earth, as her tiny little feet helped her follow along with the creature until it finally leaped int the bushes and disappeared.

Anyone could see that the girl’s puffy cheeks had even more air in them as she pouted—

“Aww… it got away!”

She had wanted to take the creature home. To show it off to the wizard and possibly keep it as a pet…

Before having to get rid of it for whatever reason. Either being because she felt bad for keeping an animal locked inside, or because yet another animal found its way growing wings and flying away.

Literally.

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The Wizard had been nearby, he chuckled at the girl playing leap frog behind the frog. He came out into the clearing where she was in the forest, the frog in his hands as he had gotten it for her. Now, why would he let this girl be sad for not having such a cute little thing for a pet?

It sat in his hand, not leaping away as he held it forward toward his little assistant.

Lantz was smiling, not at all anxious from the girls presence, having known her since a good while. He was like a daughter to him, or a little sister. It didn't matter what. All that mattered was that, to him, the girl was someone he would protect as long as he could manage to do so.

"This what you were looking for, Em?"

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3-way thread

Every year or so the town priest would hold a bakesale.

Why?

Well, to most of the town, it was a way of raising money for keeping the church in check. To help ” the almighty force above ” as one specific person would describe. But, his reasons were a bit different. Maybe it was because he was extremely and delicately self conscious about— well, not his status, really (a lot of people seemed …. okay with him for the most part), but his cooking.

The talents that were given to him by the holy lord—

—Bless his soul, by the father, the sun, and the holy ghost, Amen. The quick move of his hands to his rosary and to mimic the cross through action, he quickly went back into inward dialogue as he briefly stared down at the brownies he had cooked for today’s mass.

Wait was there one today?

He’d have to check with the mighty lord upstairs—

—Bless his soul, by the father, the sun, and the holy ghost, Amen.

And so, Sheldon was tiredly eyeing out anyone nearby, the sign “Holy Bro-wnie!” in beautiful cursive on a sign in front of his table, his stand right before the church.

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1.. 2.. 3..

AND AH 1.. 2.. 3..

…

AND AH 1… 2.. AND.. 3?!

Boom. Crash. Boom.

The surreal atmosphere was quite immediately interrupted, the sounds of heels scraping as if in slow motion across the mirrored floor, the twigs brushing against the smooth textures and a red-headed teen gripping tight of her witch hat, jaws wide open with a slight howling erupting from her currently strained vocal chords, as Almira struggled top stop, cascading into few pues as she landed dead on centre in front of the alter, her broom landed lopsided against the side. No damage seemed to be major, except for a few.. cakes on the floor? Almira didn’t look at the man, pulling down her witch hat immediately to hide her flushed cheeks as she got up quick, hoping that no one heard… oh who was she kidding, the crash was so fucking loud! She was surprised that her broom was still intact, although her hair which was neatly tied into a bun was now loose messy knots falling over her shoulders. 

Oopsies.

Almira’s gaze first turned to the.. the… brownies!! It was such a coincidence that her stomach happened to grumble a cry for food at that certain moment, echoing in and out of the stone walls. Well, surely it was a ‘gift from god’ to her, and so she made no second thoughts and quickly scooped one off the floor which was still intact, before taking a large bite, humming to the satisfaction. She hadn’t ate all morning, after all!

“Ugh, tastes so good..”

And then she reached out both arms.

“Thank you God, thank you!! Truly made my morning~”

Although in a slight mocking tone, oops.

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He had been browsing the city, smelling the sent of chocolate--secretly, the Wizard had a craving for chocolate, and sometimes ventured out to get some... Even if he did not really have much money and... tried to make it himself and often failed...

But he saw a stand of brownies. Were they free? What better thing to gather than free brownies? This was a gift given to him from fate, he was sure of it. Until he got closer, and saw the sign "Holy Brownies"--and the church was in sight behind it--what... were those... really safe for someone like him to eat?

And then all of a sudden, the Witch had swooped out of nowhere, crashing into the stand, eating the brownies for herself. Okay--the Wizard didn't really want to come between her and well, ANYTHING, so he could give up on the brownies for now... sigh...

...Until it clicked in his head. They weren't exactly holy, they were more like exiles--so--would that mean...!!!

"Witch, WAIT!! THOSE BROWNIES ARE GOING TO MAKE YOU MELT!! THEY'RE HOLY!!"

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Well would you look at that...

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awww yeah

Hi I’m Lysander and I just have the urge to bother the hell out of Mr. Wizard now

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yes do it you have all the right to make fun of him he is just the best one to bother

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He is going to die.

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“Come, let’s dance! ~”

OOPS and it looked like he was taken into a strong embrace, her hold on him slipping to let him dip, his legs go up in a ladylike fashion as one steadied itself in between her dancers legs.

Her blue eyes staring down at him in a playful manner before expertly swinging him upwards to where his face was inches away from hers. Right before she had initiated am embrace to do the one dance she had lacked in for a few days now—

—the tango.

Don’t question why she was there, but rather the fact that she often did prance like a deer across a highway so it wasn’t a surprise that she was even forest. 

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OH MY GOD AN AMBUSH. 

Legs wrapped around him and his legs flew up and he tried to move his feet but holy crap they tangled up and he lost his footing very quickly no wonder it's called the tango. This was all too sudden for him and he was like some kind of flopping fish in contrast to her... well, she was far more graceful at him than this.

That's because his heart was racing. Not because wow this lady is pretty--it's because WHY IS THIS LADY TOUCHING HIM OUT OF NOWHERE ESPECIALLY WHY OUT OF NOWHERE. And he made one glance at her eyes, that were yes playful, but to Wizard they translated very clearly as 'I'm going to eat you'.

Internally he is screaming everywhere and all that can come out is some kind of weird croaking wheeze and as he lost his footing once more trying to keep up with this succubus ready to drain him of his soul and trying to effectively, somehow, weasel out of her grasp and stumble and gallop away in fright.

"No, no, no, no, I can't dance, can't you see I can't dance? I--Miss Succubus--" His face met her chest, smelling distinctively of some kind of wildflower perfume and...

He just about passed out.

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Well would you look at that...

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gifs because my faceclaim is from a otome game I believe. 

Also aw dude then he wouldn’t be the oldest- Well nah I can use this. Calling everyone children even though they are younger by a couple of years

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gifs because that's totally cool too

OH MY GOD NO... WIZARD IS ... 122... YES... no he's not but sob if only

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For those of you who felt inclined to visit the Shamrock Forest today, for those of you who felt like venturing in there to find a cute little animal you can somehow coerce into sticking around with you long enough for the Animal Festival... you would find a blond young man wandering around the outskirts of the forest, talking to squirrels for some reason.

All the while, he was graceful in his movements.

The animals noticed this too, birds coming closer to him as he spoke in a calm voice. It was like a male version of Snow White, only minus the singing. Though with such a pretty face... wouldn't he have a pretty voice to go with it? He actually doesn't know how to sing, but good guess. He would have no idea of anyone who would dare approach him. He was the wizard, tattoos that must be like symbols relating to spells along his arm, along with vintage jewelry, and unusually golden eyes.

But for those who are bound to approach him, to try to speak to him...?

He might end up running away, just like any other wild animal would in response.