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March Event and Intro Log


March Event and Intro Log


Golem On The Loose


    The rain never stops. Water and mud track all over campus. Diligent cleaning golems stomp about, mopping and scrubbing and polishing and then going back to do it all over again, and again, and again...

    One of them seems to have had it.

    The renegade golem bursts into Kedrigan Hall -- interrupting classes and disrupting labwork to furiously seize students and scrub every last scrap of mud and dirt off of them. All the halls have been locked off with "Under Cleaning" signs, and anyone who enters them meets with the golem's wrath, as it violently plays a pre-recorded message about not interfering with groundskeeping and deploys a giant claw-like tool to grab the interloper and put them back on unforbidden ground. The professors, who are after all completely immune to the golem's attention by its very design, seem to think this is a good learning opportunity for students.

    Is it?


Horrible Spell Doom?


    "Are you sure you're ready for the test on Advanced Gaseous Discovery?" one upperclassman asks the other.

    "Of course I'm sure," the second says confidently. Whipping out a wand from a holster on her belt, she sweeps her wand through the air gracefully, pronouncing several Osmarian sigils as she draws them. Probably. "See, that's a blue cloud--"

    Said blue cloud, which puffs into being as the last syllable left her lips, abruptly doubls in size. Then it doubles in size again. And again.

    The upperclassmen, who have been in Diatu for several years and know exactly what this sort of thing means, don't hesitate. Not even stopping to share a glance between them, they run like crazy, leaving the growing cloud behind just as classes let out and students begin to enter the halls.
    But... surely it doesn't have any weird and wacky side effects, right?


The Bala-inlota Parade (aka The Non-Horrible Prompt)


    To celebrate the start of the Bala-inlota season, Anastara spares no expense. The great parade and associated festival stretches the whole weekend, and the whole city puts on their colors and turns out for the fun. Enterprising vendors sell food, drinks, and souvenirs ranging from small and crude figurines to magical constructs that shine field displays onto flat surfaces so you can watch the action up-close! (Good luck affording that, students.) Practically any sort of entertainment you could want appears on the streets and canals of Anastara, and food and drink flow freely.


Research On the Sundered


    With the arrival of the Sundered come those wizards engaged in research on their presence here, now set to investigate what brought them here and how to get them home. All newly-arrived Sundered students are asked to meet with representatives of the research team, to introduce themselves and relate what they will of their homes. In addition, the team requests samples of blood, hair, and skin -- carefully magically collected, and the researchers will sign in the presence of the Sundered a Glyphed contract that forbids them from using the samples for a purpose they know will be harmful. (They quite understand your reasons to be suspicious of this collection! And they will not compel anyone who refuses even given these conditions.)

    This month, the team has developed a Sundering spell that they warn is crude and unpolished, because the Curriculum is so unpracticed. They hope it will connect to your home worlds and establish a magical link they can build off of to open further passages. No promises! And to those who do undergo this spellwork... it has a certain side effect of confusion, as brief images from your home world flicker across your vision for a few hours afterwards.


Wonders Await


    Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. Have fun!


A Special Note


    If you thread out one or more scenes based on the confusion from "Research on the Sundered", respond to the comment on this post with a link to that thread. The results of this will be revealed next month! (It is, we're afraid, not a regain, lest your participation be based solely on that hope!)
pawper: (it's 110° but these fries taste great)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-12 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
❆ golem on the loose; the claw decides who will stay and who will go

[Much as Lys would be loathe to admit it, this isn't the first time an otherwise ordinary day has unraveled completely and without warning thanks to forces outside her control, overwriting everything that came before; the discovery of strange new powers, dangerous and unasked for, was honestly the most familiar thing of all. But even finding herself in another (universe?) world entirely could be coped with after a fashion, so long as she didn't think too hard about any of it. Better to keep the uncomfortable details in the middle distance and focus on the day-to-day, what could be faced and dealt with instead of what could not.

It's having to play at being a student that's been the real struggle. Lys can remember lessons taught at her older brother's knee, a shared and battered abacus, secondhand primers meant for children. "Real" school was a thing of trade towns and cities, the domain of those who could afford it — and deserved it. Despite falling into neither category, here she was at a full-fledged academy, expected to train and study and, god forbid, crack open a book or two.

...Still. She's resolved to do her best while she's here, and at the bare minimum that meant going to class. Sidestepping an angry golem wasn't part of the original plan, but Lys is adaptable.]


Look, I know you've got a job to do — and I really don't mean to make it any harder for you! But my next class is down this hall, so if we could just....talk this over....!

[So said while furiously dodging the golem and their tool of choice as they block the way, alternating between jumping back out of reach and seeking any opening that might fit a 6'2 beanpole still damp and slightly sudsy from a prior scrubbing. Eventually she musters up the nerve and momentum to dive through the golem's legs, wriggling valiantly toward freedom and into a scrambling crouch......only for the claw to seize tight around her ankle. As she's dragged backward down the hall, Lys grabs the nearest doorjamb and clings tight, hanging on with desperate (and abnormal) strength.]

C'mon, I'm gonna be late!


❆ research on the sundered; they blinded me with science

Samples, huh?

[Lys listens attentively to the researchers' spiel, nodding in all the right places, and at first seems perfectly willing to comply with their request; talking about her home and world could be done truthfully enough without compromising guild secrets. The mention of blood samples, though.....that noticeably gives her pause, shoulders hunching in unconscious reflex. A small amount wouldn't do any harm even should the worst occur, but just how much would they ask for? What sort of research would require it?]

Hair and skin should be fine, but I'm not too sure about the rest. I mean.....blood can carry diseases and stuff, you know? Even if you're gonna use magic instead of needles to collect it, accidents can still happen. I'd hate for any of you to get sick.

[....

In the end, it's the promise that the samples won't be knowingly misused that wins out over her misgivings, even more than the faint chance of forging a new path home. When the side-effects of the spell inevitably hit, Lys simply grits her teeth and covers her face in her hands, patiently waiting for the cascade of visions to run their course. Snow and blood, fire and smoke, fangs bared in a vicious snarl—]


Ugh....and this is supposed to happen to everyone? I guess it can't be helped, but.....geez.


❆ wonders await; crybaby werewolf has arrived

["A deep and dangerous well of potential." The same words could paint an accurate picture of werewolves, if Lys was honest. Not that she's planning to be, not in that particular way, but the observation rings no less true for all that it's privately held. Power was power no matter the shape, and so she's found somewhere relatively quiet (or at least away from the general chaos) to practice the stuff of her first few lessons, determined to gain an edge of control over the magic of this world — magic that would explode outward and hurt others if left unchecked.

And also kill her in a suitably violent and dramatic fashion, but that's not what's important here.]


Okay, let's give this a try. Something simple....a bit of chain, maybe? Nothing wrong with starting small. [Thank god for the nonjudgmental presence of Arthur Worthington the capybara, sitting patiently off to the side as his master talks herself into showing some initiative and not minding that it makes her look like a crazy person.] A nice fire might be more practical, given the weather lately, but that sounds a little scary.

[A nervous exhale, then Lys slowly begins to trace sigils in the air with the feather she's acquired for this very purpose, pronouncing each syllable of the Osmarius language with the hesitant deliberation of a novice. Thankfully, sheer willpower seems to make up for the lack of finesse; a short length of copper chain materializes when the incantation ends, much to her obvious surprise.]

Huh, it worked! [A beat.] Maybe next time I can try for silver.


❆ wonders await 2; electric boogaloos

[Wildcard options all the way down; toss whatever ideas you've got for a thread here, or shoot a PP (sentinelbeach) or PM at me if you'd like to discuss specifics!]
nomoremistergneissguy: (Better get out of here)

Research on the Sundered

[personal profile] nomoremistergneissguy 2019-03-12 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, boy. Cliff has seen this reaction before--it was happening to him a few short hours ago! How fun! He approaches the taller girl with caution, hands raised to show he's harmless. Well, mostly harmless, at least.]

Yeah, it does. It kinda sucks, but they're not sure if it's stuff that's actually happening now, or what. I wish they knew. Kinda 'cause I'd like to know. I just got over my own dose--equally sucky, I assure you. It's usually good to just stay still and let them run their course. And have someone around to ground you in reality.

[Ground. Yeaaah Cliff's not even trying to make a joke, but he still wrinkles his nose at it.]
pawper: (even unsalted french fries taste better)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-13 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's quick to open her eyes again when addressed, peeking out at him from between her fingers — too quick, visions strong enough to be almost hallucinatory still patterned over raw sensory input. Lys shuts them again, biting back further sounds of discomfort. Not wanting to complain, not over something so small.]

Uh-huh, that makes a lot of sense. [Slow, deep breaths through her nose, attempting to focus on that and not the racing heartbeat in her ears. Sometimes adrenaline was helpful, sometimes it was anything but.] You, uh.....you think it might not be real?

[Sounding a little incredulous — and also completely missing that terrible accidental joke, she's so sorry.]
nomoremistergneissguy: (Not real sure about this)

[personal profile] nomoremistergneissguy 2019-03-14 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[At least she doesn't seem to be the violent type. That's reassuring, so he keeps going, speaking softly.] The visions? No, I just got a lot of visions of home, my family, stuff like that. I realize that's not gonna be the same for everyone, but...I'm not home and they aren't here either, so...

[He spreads his hands in a helpless gesture, then. He'd rather be home, but that wasn't likely at the moment, so wish in one hand...]

I mean, I'm glad they're not here, but that kinda speaks to it not being real real. The events might be real back home, but...you're only seeing them. Not actually there, you know?
pawper: (email password: eatmore)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-14 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[If he suddenly threw a punch or swung something at her head, struck out while she was distracted and confused, then maybe she'd respond with violence — but only out of simple reflex, guild training rising up in lieu of conscious thought. For now, Lys is primed to do nothing except sit and wait and breathe, straightening up with a relieved sigh after a few long moments.]

Mm, I get it. [As the visions fade, she does her best to perk up and lighten the mood, offering a sunny and artless smile.] Honestly, I hope they're just.....bad dreams or something. I'd hate knowing what was happening back home and not being able to do anything about it.

[But she'd rather not think about that, so:]

Anyway, I'm Lys. Are you new here too?
nomoremistergneissguy: (a smile?)

[personal profile] nomoremistergneissguy 2019-03-14 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
I hear that, that'd be super frustrating! I mean, my family can take care of themselves, but I'd still want to be there.

[Offer violence when he hadn't been given any in return? Nah, that's not in Cliff's nature. Compared to her, he's less a 'gentle giant' than a 'gentle kind of tall dude', but he hasn't hit his full height yet. He smiles right back, cheerful nature easily reasserting itself.]

Yeah, I am. I'm Cliff, and my familiar is around here someplace. It looks like a giant marble ball, so if he comes rolling up, don't be too startled, in his case, you are definitely not seeing things! [And at that, he chuckles.]
pawper: (a bacon-to-bacon time space continuum)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-17 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you, Cliff!

[Sounding genuine, being genuine, nodding easily as he talks of home and family, careful not to interrupt. A friendly face was always too precious to take for granted. Then the smile falters a bit, blue eyes widening just so.]

A...giant marble ball?

[And she thought a familiar that came with their own top hat and dapper suit was passing strange. But there's no judgement in the incredulity; if anything, she's curious to hear more.]
nomoremistergneissguy: (really?)

[personal profile] nomoremistergneissguy 2019-03-17 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[As if he'd been summoned, up rolls--indeed, as Cliff had stated, a foot tall marble ball, featureless, though as it ceases its movement, one arm pops out and waves at Lys, politely.]

There he is. That's Rounder, he's my familiar. [He probably hadn't caught sight of the capybara, or he'd ooh and ah over the dapper little guy.]

Sometimes he acts like he thinks I want to get rid of him, and I don't know why.
pawper: (this isn't even made from milk)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-18 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Without really thinking about it, she waves back. Seems rude not to, you know?]

Really? That's a shame. [Glancing from Rounder to Cliff, then back to Rounder again, a little concerned.] ....maybe he used to follow around someone that was mean to him?

[As though sensing the turn in her mood, said capybara comes ambling out from behind a nearby chair, bumping against her leg and blinking slowly at the newcomers. Slowly....and perhaps even cutely.]

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Wonders Await

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2019-03-13 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Orisa is quieter than most people expect -- which is not terribly quiet, but not the massive thudding tromp a huge hippotaur robot probably seems like she should have. Which means she can get closer than "same city" without being obvious about it, explaining how she managed to witness this feat.]

You have created copper! How remarkable! On my world, that would be a most impressive feat!
pawper: (steak is the tuxedo of meat)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-14 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Really? I wasn't sure if I—

[A glance over her shoulder, surprised and pleased. And then just plain surprised, blue eyes going wide as saucers. It's rare that she ever has to look up for one thing, but of course the real distraction is coming face-to-face with, to wit, a huge hippotaur robot. Only the "huge" part of that equation is even remotely familiar.]

...if I could....uh.....hi!

[Train of thought: destroyed.]
stillnewatthis: (hello!)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2019-03-14 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello!

[Orisa's quad eyeshields contact and rotate, giving the yellow slits of light a distinct ^^ expression, as she lifts her left hand to offer a little wave.]

Please forgive my interruption. I was very impressed with your ability! I have not had nearly so much success in magic.
pawper: (it’s like i left peanut butter out)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-17 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[She just stares for several moments longer, blinking, rooted to the spot not by fear or panic but simple astonishment. Who knows what gets her neurons in her brain firing off again; maybe it's just the rhythm of conversation, social reflex kicking in. Lys shakes her head, paps her own cheek, and sucks in a quick breath.]

....Ah, thank you! [Her mother taught her not to stare, but maybe she'll forgive her youngest daughter just this once.] That's really nice of you to say. I'm, uh, honestly just glad nothing went wrong.

[She makes herself glance at the small length of copper chain, picking it up to toy with it.]

Are you....do you know what you've been having trouble with?

[Better to lead with that, she thinks, than "what the hell are you???"]
stillnewatthis: (orisa)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2019-03-18 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Orisa has become used to being an object of curiosity. Some people, such as the more knowledgeable wizards here, take only a moment to compare her to such magical constructs as golems. Others stare and stare and stare. Orisa is nothing if not patient, occupying her processing power with some ruminating on the nature of souls and the Iris while she waits.]

[But then a question comes, which she can answer!]


'Willpower'. That is a key component of magic but one I have difficulty understanding the direct use of.
pawper: (fry it or get botulism)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-20 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Tug tug tug on the little chain, careful not to snap the links. The focus on something physical helps. So does the reminder that neither of them are human; just because she can hide it better didn't give her any right to act awkward. And maybe that line of reasoning wouldn't make sense to anyone else, but for Lys it's like a hand on the back of her neck, pushing her forward.]

Willpower, huh? Maybe I can help. [Ah.] —My name's Lys, by the way! Sorry about that.
stillnewatthis: (hello!)

[personal profile] stillnewatthis 2019-03-21 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
My name is Orisa. [She lifts a hand brightly, eyes snapping and whirling back into a ^^ configuration.] If you are wondering, I am an omnic. My body is machinery and circuits, but I have a full and complex artificial intelligence! But I am not familiar with many things, yet, including just how to use 'willpower'. I have dedicated all processing abilities to performing magic, but with minimal success, so I must be missing something.
pawper: (important thoughts on chili)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-22 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, she understood maybe one word in three of that. Technology in her world hasn't progressed very far beyond, say, the waterwheel, and let's not even get started on the scientific disciplines. But Lys can at least grasp that Orisa isn't a Thing, some kind of oversized metal toy, and maybe that's enough for right now. Her assorted and sundry questions (all of them stupid, she's sure) could wait.]

....okay! Well, it's definitely nice to meet you, Orisa. I hope I can explain things in a way that makes sense.

[A moment's pause, then she holds out her feather for Orisa to take.]

What are you usually thinking about when you're trying to cast a spell?

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Golem on the loose

[personal profile] sublimelymagnificentblitz 2019-03-13 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Some things you just don't stand, and that includes this sight in front of him!]

[Now if Jecht was infamous for something in the blitz sphere, it was his shooting -- but that just meant his tackling skill got underestimated. He can take and give hits like the champ he is, and right now that skill needs to come into play.]

[A heel cracks into the golem's head, and believe it or not, that bare heel wins. The golem reels back as Jecht drops out of his kick to land on the ground.]


Hey, you okay?!
pawper: (breakfast burritos: an Olympic sport)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-14 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[At first, she's far too focused on not losing her grip on the doorjamb to notice anything else. The golem wouldn't hurt her, just like it never hurt any of the other students unlucky enough to wander into "restricted" territory, which meant that a lengthy struggle could be turned into a play for time. She's thinking hard about what to do next (kick out at the claw with her other foot, maybe?) when the tugging grip on her ankle suddenly falls away, golem staggering back in a crash of thudding footsteps. Body moving ahead of conscious thought, Lys scrambles upright, looking from it to Jecht and back again.]

Oh, um — I'm fine! [And she is, really. For once.] How did you do that?
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[personal profile] sublimelymagnificentblitz 2019-03-14 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm that good. [He's flashing her a cocky smile, seeing that she looks all right and doesn't need any help hauling herself up. You don't clue in to how much hard work it takes to develop your skills -- coming off like a natural is the best way to go!]

[The golem, though, isn't out by a long shot, as it regains its balance. It isn't silent at all, so Jecht glances over at it.]
Tough bastard, huh.
pawper: (there's not enough coffee in the world)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-18 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[A shaky grin in return, though it fades at the sound of the golem getting back up again.]

I guess that's what being made of stone does for you. [She rubs the back of her neck, looking conflicted even as she shifts her weight from foot to foot to make it easier to run.] ....still, I don't wanna hurt him.

[Just knock him out for a bit, maybe, for his sake as much as the students who would like to walk these halls unmolested.]
sublimelymagnificentblitz: (a hero never... wait)

[personal profile] sublimelymagnificentblitz 2019-03-18 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
It's stone. Not sure we can hurt it. [In the sense of causing it pain, anyway. Either way, I ain't lettin' it cause any more trouble. I'm sure they can fix it.

[Is he assuming the girl isn't gonna help? Well, he's not askin' her to, anyway. Getting others involved who don't wanna be isn't his style.]
pawper: (have you ever been tempted by an apple)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-23 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, but—

[If his mind is entirely made up to smash the golem into little pieces, Lys doesn't think she can talk him out of the attempt. Only her streak of sympathy for what she sees as a loyal creature turned nuisance, not threat, even pushes her to try.]

—wait, wait. If there's a way to make him stop without.....breaking him, can we try that first? Please?

[Speaking a little faster, mindful of the fact that they didn't have long before the golem lunged for one (or both) of them.]

If we can get him on his back somehow, I know a spell that might keep him down.
sublimelymagnificentblitz: (a hero never... wait)

[personal profile] sublimelymagnificentblitz 2019-03-23 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Softhearted type, huh.

[That's fine. There's room for that sort around, right? Sometimes you gotta fight... but sometimes you don't. Besides, this wasn't a fiend or a Sinspawn or anything like that. Basically just a broken machine.]

Awright, we'll try it your way!

[Jecht dives at the thing, going low for the knees. Not a usual move of his, not much tripping people underwater. But he's guessing its weight is high enough to make this suck.]

[The golem staggers back against the hit, and that's when Jecht heaves one leg hard, sending it plummeting backwards.]
pawper: (a brand of potato chips called vitamins)

[personal profile] pawper 2019-03-28 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that's me. [A flash of a smile; no offense taken.] Thanks!

["Softhearted" — and even "softheaded" — had an almost comforting ring of familiarity, like reminders of home. Really, she's only upset that there's no time to admire his truly impressive feat of physicality except in passing, the feather she uses as a magical focus already out and gesturing.]

Gravity!

[Sparks of magic erupt from the feather's tip, dancing briefly over the golem's stone hide before sinking in, like a stain absorbed by carpet. The creature's struggles to arise abruptly grow weaker, stifled, as though by a weight greater than its own — unable to lift any part of itself more than a few centimeters off the ground.]

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