Ayyy lmao magic is real

My Name is Avery

You can call me Avery. I’m in my early thirties. I was born up north in Michigan. I have a degree in classics, and I really thought I could go to grad school, but didn’t. I work at a Freeze-n-Fry as a line cook on second shift. I don’t date or go for that… it’s complicated. I’m familiar with some web stuff from the 2000s, but mostly just nostalgic about them. My hobbies include writing, reading light novels and fantasy fiction, and cartoons. I used to write a lot of fanfic primarily in the JRPG genre in the early 2000s, and before I got my uhhh current job, I was writing a LOTR fanfic.

I work for Redoubt

I don’t know who or what Redoubt actually is, but I know a bit about what they want and have some theories about the whole thing. I am a contract worker, which means I get paid for each job, not on a regular basis. This complicates things, and means I have to keep up my job at the restaurant just in case, but it’s still worth it. You would not believe how much cash Redoubt tosses at me sometimes. They rely a lot on faceless people like me running around keeping track of things and putting out metaphorical fires. Of a metaphysical sort.

Magic is Real

Bet you're wondering what the fuck I could mean by that. Lmao I'm talking about magic. That’s right, magic. Yeah, apparently, magic is real. I was surprised, too. I found out in the middle of the COVID19 lockdowns, and my jaded heart almost ran away from the entire concept before I realized there was something to it. Smirk definitely got her point across, though. Redoubt exists because of magic. To control it, and keep it lowkey. I’m told this is for the safety of the human race as a whole, because if the wrong person or group got ahold of too much magic, it’d be bad, I guess. I don’t entirely see the point or why magic can’t just be ubiquitous, but whatever… a paycheck’s a paycheck. Plus, I get to learn magic myself, which is boss.

This site is cathartic for me…

I’m not allowed per Redoubt’s regulations to discuss magic with anyone outside of their organization. In practice, right now, this means I can really only talk about it with Smirk IRL. I obviously can’t show anyone, and I can’t talk to my roommate Dwayne about it. This is part of why I don’t have many friends. There’s this huge part of my life I can’t share with anyone.

Redoubt required me to delete the majority of my social media accounts when I joined their ranks. They have a thing about that for some reason. And that’s why I’ve retreated to this new small webbed site space. Neocities is a great place with cool people. Plus, for some terrifying reason, nobody I know IRL seems capable of accessing Neocities, so I feel a little safe posting here as opposed to anywhere else.

I’m not exactly here to “make friends.” This is about releasing all my frustrations about work, life, and Redoubt, magic and more. If you want to talk to me, use the cbox. I just want to experiment and post some stuff about my journey through life and how fucked up things are slowly getting, but how weirdly exciting they have been, too. I don’t expect you to believe me about any of this, and maybe that’s for the best.

Site Complete Contents

You can see the entire contents of the site below. The parts that are transparent and marked with a pencil are stuff I have not posted yet...

Cbox for You

If you want to talk to me or leave comments or anything like that, this is the place for sure because I don't give out my email address or Discord screenname, and I had to delete my social media because of Redoubt. I will try to respond polite to every message I can.

Author's note: Messages outside the bounds of this story will likely be removed, per the general concept of unfiction. Do not share personal information or engage in long, boring flame wars here, either. Thanks.