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diatu2019-05-03 01:19 pm
magicademymods) wrote in diatu2019-05-03 01:19 pm
May Event and Intro Log
It is entirely possible the Twilight Ball is beloved because the general student body is aggressively amorous, but no one admits that out loud. With the dance on the horizon, the mission of the day becomes finding a partner -- or asking the prettiest or nicest or most tsundere to the ball before anyone else does. The Sundered are particularly popular by virtue of being new, so students may find themselves fending off invitations or even crowds of people interested in being seen on their arms. Even the younger Sundered have a few people in their age group who'd like to pretend they're just as adult as the older students. To avoid the mob, one strategy is to find someone else in dire straits and agree to be their date, thus giving both of you protection now and then. Another, stranger, vastly more unorthodox strategy is to actually ask someone out legitimately... if you've got the guts. (The third strategy is to go with Headmaster Birony, who has been occasionally heard to bemoan loudly and publicly that she has nobody, HINT HINT. But who could possibly be THAT desperate?)
So, yes, there's love potion in the water. Someone spilled an entire bucket in the river. These things happen. Luckily, as diluted as it is, the potion doesn't reach the levels of obsessive compulsion that the worst of them can; a person drinking a unfortunate draught instead simply finds themselves attracted in a weird and sharp sort of way to the first person they lay their eyes on, for a period of about thirty minutes. Diatu Magicademy is an inclusive and progressive institution, and consequently these potions affect and can target all manner of beings, from ducks and wolf-shifters to robots and dragons. They are pretty convenient about failing to bring about really skeevy pairings, though, so don't worry about being Hot For Professor.
An enterprising student who adds their own spin to this hallowed ceremony of delivery can make bank; singing and performance are popular ways to enhance a message among Valhudor students, and a recent trend finds quartets delivering acapella harmonies to the recipients of love notes. But simple note hauling can still be worth your while... so long as you don't find yourself delivering a creepy confession from a weirdo to one of your dear friends. What are the odds of that happening, though?
This month, however, the research team informs its applicants that there is no magic being performed. Instead, they ask you to participate in partnered interviews, in which two Sundered compare their worlds and ask each other questions while the researchers take notes. They explain that they wish to find commonalities and differences between worlds, in the hopes that this will help them identify a larger pattern in how the Sundered were brought here. How is this bad enough to merit earning a reward this month? As it happens, the researchers who sit with the pair have an Intimation Crystal, which shines red every time someone speaks to deceive in its presence. Lie or omit information or cover with half-truths and the interviewer will ask you to go back and try again -- and they encourage you to speak on everything you can. You might end up venturing into dark or unpleasant territory in these interviews...
With a tumultuous shuddering and an eerie, whistling roar, the first tendril of a far mightier being surges out of a wall on campus, venturing into the cloud-shadowed outdoors for the first time in its existence in this plane. Then, like a cloak shrugged off, the outbuilding it emerged from rises up only to crash to the ground as the Sundered creature rises up to claim it glory. It is a nightmare, a horror. A terrible, indescribable thing as large as a small building —a shapeless agglutination of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of light. For some inexplicable reason, it is colored in bands of purple, black, and gold, and several parts of it sprout white feathers. That's the bad news. The bad news is that this existential threat to reality does not go unnoticed, nor unchallenged. Mere moment after the Sundered creature makes it presence known, a cold wind begins to blow. The temperature abruptly drops thirty degrees, leaving those around in a clammy and miserable chill that feels like they've passed their whole body through one of the ghosts of Makerion Keep. This estimation is not too far wrong, for the pale off-white dragon that emerges from the clouds above is translucent and ethereal, save for the shining eyes of coldest blue that fix on the beast like pinpoints of fire. What a ghost dragon is doing here is anyone's guess, but when it opens its jaw to unleash a withering cone of necrotic energy at the Sundered creature, it demonstrates plainly that it will not brook this interloper on its domain. In other words, Diatu Magicademy is now home to a kaiju fight. That's the bad news. The BAD news is that both these creatures are, by their very nature, incredibly resistant to magic. So even as the professors spill out and split duties of getting students to safety and fending them off, the two beasts barely notice the arcane energy flashing through the air as they begin vigorously brawling. Thank goodness this is a weekend, or else you'd all have some serious trouble getting to class on time.
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Oh... oh, yeah. That would... not be good. At all.
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Now, if you want to help me try and figure out how to do something about them...and if we just happen to stumble over a scale in the doing, you can have most of it to mess around with, okay? I want a small piece for forging. But hey, if we find more than one...
[He's not really sure about all this, but surely they can do something, right?]
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I wanna help try and figure out! Everything has a weakness! We just have to find it!
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[Except for his uncle, but the Bladewolf wasn't here. Still, he's not running, so Cliff figures that's something.]
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[Understatement of the century.]
The last dragon I faced had to be sent back the way it came - by a summoning bell.
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Though...weaknesses. We need clues...I mean. Wait... [He pauses to think for a moment, brow furrowing.]
That dragon...before it showed up. That. The wind, the temperature dropping. Did that feel familiar to you at all?
[He's quietly thanking his brother in law and apologizing that he'd ever called Ethellon a snorefest. Without the Endless and his research, he'd never even have realized what that white dragon might be...]
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... Like a spirit? An actual ghost?
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[The Endless also was the one to crush that ghostly Monarch after one too many inroads on his territory, but that's neither here nor there.]
Problem is, even if I had my normal powers, I don't think they'd work, that took magic...and that doesn't seem to work on them! Augh!
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[We have to stay positive, man!]
Ghosts don't just appear on their own, it must have been summoned somehow!
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[Though one, he's wondering if that's enough of a tidbit to try to force through to the teachers, or if they can actually try to figure out something to fight the ghost with.]
Might mean you can't pick up your scales, though. [He squints, looking over to where the two titans struggled against each other] Then again, it looks plenty corporeal enough while it's fighting the other thing...
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What if the spirit came because of the first thing? Even when summoned, spirits need a reason to stick around! Maybe it's trying to defend the school... or sees the other one as a challenge?
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Seeing the other thing as a challenge...yeah, that could be a thing. Or a threat to its territory it needs to destroy or drive off...