Something about magic

Exactly what is sounds like.

Can i join?

Yes.

I will be Meadow. A character you know NOTHING about.

You used that character before.

(Yo are you an psychological horror writer/fan?)

Yeah I know.
(Nope.)

I'll use a character i haven't used yet. Vozreal:

(Note: he sounds like Alastor from Hazbin Hotel mixed with Bill Cipher. 3/4 Alastor, 1/4 Bill Cipher.)

I like it.

You wanna start or shall i start?

You start.

Vozreal was walking in the forest in Paradox Vortex, When he came across someone.

Meadow walked around, she didn't know where she was, but she knew it was bad. She looked around, looking for shelter of some sort. She then looked up to see a tall figure staring down at her.

Vozreal looked at her with his terrifying crimson red eyes. He was sure that would scare her. It didn't.
"Hello," he said in a voice that sounded suspiciously like Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, "Who are you? You seem to be lost."

Meadow wanted to run, but stayed for a while longer. "I-I'm Meadow. A-and y-you?"

"I'm Vozreal! Don't say my name, I'm in a good mood today," He said, as he summoned a fancy cane out of nowhere and leaned on it towards Meadow.

Meadow laughed. "See! I knew you weren't so bad!" Meadow said as she looked towards the horizon.

"Do you need help?" He asked.

"No, but thanks anyways, Vo- Oh wait, sorry." She said while looking back towards him.

"You're a witch, right?"

Meadow stuttered. "N-no. O-of course not!" She said while looking into the distance rapidly.

"Don't lie to me," Vozreal assured.

Meadow let a small fireball out of her hand and extinguished it. "Yes, I'm a witch."

"I want to help you become a better witch! All you have to do is shake my hand," Vozreal said as he eztended his hand towards Meadow.

A rumble comes from the forest. Meadow glares at it. "I don't think I will." She said with a grin.

"Alright, i won't help, its your choice to produce weak as heck magic fireballs, etc. I won't force this on you," Vozreal persuaded. It works.

Meadow laughs. "You really think you can bribe me, you can't." The rumbles from the forest get louder.

"I don't do bribes, kid."

Meadow looks Vozrael in the eye. "Well, I must leave now." A raccoon's face appears from the bushes. It soon towers over Meadow. She laughs, and climbs on it's back.

(Is that it?)