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Hey avid, what are ya gonna do with that shiny jail you built :)
The man’s eyes widened, his face falling dark. He furrowed his brows, folding his arms. “As I said... I’m using it for vampires. To keep them captured and away so they can’t hurt anyone.” He mumbled, his words seemed to attack himself more than anyone else.
Hello, what kinds of music to y’all like? Do you have a favorite composer?
Avid turned as he heard the question, eyes softer now. He wiped his forehead, blinking a few times as he processed the question. “Hm.. I’d have to say, really anything! I like to listen to it all...” He mumbled the ending, eyebrows furrowing. Avid rubbed his eyes a few times, trying to wake up.
The looming man heard the inquiry, his ears twitching slightly. He tilted his head, listening. “Ah, music... I do enjoy something classical. As for Composers? Vivaldi is great.” He slithered out, batting his eye lashes.
I hand you a mouse. ‘She needs your help, she was attacked by a cat!’
Upon the request, Avid scrambled to the rescue. He had bandages, tiny tourniquets, and more. “IS SHE OKAY? HOW BAD ARE HER INJURIES?!” He yelped, pouncing to help her.
*throws bat plushie of Scott’s bats form at avid*
“How can you claim to hate him so?”
The man jumped, whacking the plush.
“WAH?!—”
He yelped, staring at the plush. His heart pounded in his ears. He scooped down, picking up the plush. “This is... Uncannily accurate? Wow.” He mumbled, eyes infatuated with the cloth before him.
“Ahem— ANYWAY. Uh. Because he’s evil! And not good! Yeah!!” He stuttered, sweat dripping down his forehead.
DO YOU LIKE CANDY CORN AVID?
As the sudden question beamed into the realm, Avid jumped. His eyes were wide, body tensing as the sentence was yelled into oblivion. “WHAT!!!! Candy-corn? I’ve... Never had that?” He mumbled a little, somewhat confused.
Avid dare you a queer?
Despite his previous encounter being rather... Sad, he was quick to recover. He heard the question, brows furrowing as he thought. “Wellll, I haven’t really thought to put a label on anything, but I guess so?” He mumbled, biting his nails.
Avid how we doing buddy?
His eyes were narrowing at first, but soon softened as he heard the question. He paused, gaze falling to his hands. “Well… Physically, I feel good... But otherwise, I feel empty. Just a whole lot of nothing.” He mumbled, supposed tears forming in his eyes. How unfortunate.
Do you like bees? (You can pick which charterer)
Spacing out, Avid hummed idly. He suddenly heard a voice, and popped back into his body. He turned his head, hands jittery with anxiety and shock. “Eh? Bee..? Well, uh... I never really formed an opinion on them. But, I guess they are nice? From a distance, though. I think I have an allergy.” He mumbled the end, eyes narrowing as he began to think hard about it.
