Avrey nervously tapped his fingers, his gaze flicking around the room. "O-original time? Sh-shit…" He looked over at gunny, then nodded slowly. "O…kay? N-not Gunny…"
Ollie stood, shifting again as he rolled his eyes. "Great. Another one to ignore me!! Just look right through me while you're at it, fire boy."
Avrey looked even more confused. "Wh-what the hell is happening"
Amos looks at Ollie. "What's up, kid?"
Elijah grins wickedly. "Nope, you are Missy. Also known as bunny."
Amos stiffles a chuckle.
"Yes, Devilish," Gunslinhger says to Amos. "My… oh, the others are better at explaining than I am. Counterpart, I guess? If it wasn't her who told you, then I have no idea how you know that, because only she calls me that. Girlboss too, actually, though only when she's mad." When she hears Elijah, she makes a noise that sounds like a mix between a laugh and a groan. "This has gotta be a record. I've been here, what, less than an hour, and already three people know me as Gunny and one as Bunny. While you're at it, I can be Gilly again too." She turns to Avrey. "Who are you?"
Ollie sneered at Amos. "Don't fucking talk to me…"
Avrey, lost in thought, suddenly looks up. "Oh, uh, I-I'm Avrey. The… the mortal representative for a bunch of ghosts. Sort of. I-I guess."
Elijah's eyes widen at Ollie. "Salty much?"
Amos looks confused. "Uh- too much to process at once. So- points to Gunslinger another version of someone else. Points at Ollie Mad for no reason. Points to Avrey And technically undead?"
Elijah nods, following every word. "Correctamundo!"
"ANotehr version of eight someone elses, actually," Gunslinger says, "But yes. And what does correctamundo even mean? Stop speaking different labguages!"
Ollie growls. "NO REASON???!!" then starts cussing unintelligibly in spanish
Avrey shrugs. "Sure. I-if that makes it easier."
Amos sighs and pulls out his wand, tracing heiroglyphs in the air. Silence. Ollie gets shut up.
He turns to Avrey. "Fair enough."
Ollie realizes he's been put on mute, then resorts to crossing his arms, glaring madly at Amos before noticing Elijah and looking a bit embarrassed.
Avrey just nods and starts throwing some kind of tangible blue mist between his hands "Yeah…"
Elijah notices Ollie's expression and winks at him. "It's all good," he mouths.
Amos sees the glare and sighs. He then looks back at Avrey, noting the mist.
"Are you the host of Osiris or something?" he asks.
Ollie blushes, then sighs and sits on the ground
Avrey stops tossing it, figuring out how to respond. "I mean, uh well… so uh… I cant really… I mean…" He sighs, shaking his head and facepalming. "Sort of. Kind of."
Gunslinger just kind of stands to the side, appatrently becoming more and more confused with every spoken word. "What is…. Oooh." She puts in an earbud and turns a knob. "Much better. That makes sense now." She taps her gun absentmindedly.
Amos grins. "It's okay if you are. I'm hosting Set right now."
Avrey chuckled. "Well, I can say th-that I don't personally know Osiris. But I am connected to what he embodies, y-yeah."
Amos laughs. "Oh, I know you then! You're the Avatar of Osiris!"
(Gtg, see ya!)
(bye)
Elijah cocks his head. "Uh, I'm confused. You're the what of what?"
(I IS BACK!)
Amos laughs. "He's the one who represents Osiris here in the land of the living."
(AYYYY!!)
Avrey sighed, putting a hand to his forehead. Oh god, what have I gotten myself into. "Well, n-not exactly? I mean, sure. the s-spirit of Osiris is death, r-right? And I don't really embody d-death per se, but…" He continued rambling almost unintelligible the best he could, trying to explain his circumstance
Ollie tried to cut him off, but still mute, had to pitifully point to Amos and then to his throat. A little help here?