He got himself possessed. He got himself fucking possessed! I hate everything! I hate him, I hate his face, I hate how dumb he is, I hate how weak he is, I hate the whole wide fucking world specifically because of this fuckboy.
I am a relentless torrent of rage and anger and loathing.
So we got to Cameron’s place and sure enough, this idiot had gotten himself possessed.
Specifically, he’d been Puppet-Possessed. So he still had certain control over various actions and occasionally certain personality aspects could show through but he could never step away from whatever the Puppetteer’s goal was. Whatever that goal might have been. See, the problem is, with Puppet-Possession you can never really tell what the method of possession was and without that you can’t tell who was doing the possessing. Someone alive, though. The dead/undead are incapable of Puppet-Possession.
BECAUSE ARASIVS ARE SUPPOSED TO HAVE DEFENSES AGAINST EXACTLY THIS KIND OF BULLSHIT. We have protective spells covering literally every solid/stable surface of our homes. Walls? Hella invisible markings all over them. Floor/ceiling? Same. Kitchen counters, cupboards, and wall bookcases? Yes. My art desk, the windows, all the doors, the fridge, our couch, literally anything that isn’t likely to get moved out of its spot or far from its spot gets a magical coating of home-protection on it. Theoretically, if an Arasiv is either housed with a higher ranking Arasiv (like parents) or is simply capable of the most basic of tasks, our homes should be the safest places in our cities, holidays pending.
CAMERON WAS POSSESSED WHILE IN HIS HOUSE. Which means, for all his fucking bravado, he can’t even accomplish the most BASIC task! It’s the FIRST FUCKING THING WE LEARN TO DO! Safety proofing a room has been on literally every test any modern day Arasiv has ever taken! I am sick to shit of how often I had to magically set up the training center during classes, because it was literally on every test. Not quizzes, thank the horrorterrors of the deep ocean, but every single test. First thing. Protect the room.
And Cameron. This cocky, conceited, self-aggrandizing, self-centered, self-proclaimed master of all things magic, didn’t do it right.
I feel like I could swallow an entire watermelon whole and feel better about life than I do right now.
