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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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It was amusing in a sense, how the researchers were taking a similar approach to what Atem had attempted over the bulletin board. His findings from his own investigation was that most people, or their worlds shared little in common unless they had somehow arrived here from the same place. Sure, Earth itself was common as a setting but the times and technologies varied, even some of the fundamentals about how the world functioned. So he was only too willing to share and participate in this more sedate version of research.
"That's interesting," Said while crossing his legs and leaning forward, clearly engaged in the conversation. "Was there more to that story, or would you prefer to keep it to yourself for the time being?"
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Sitting in one of the mostly empty classrooms, Atem was turning over a peculiar set of goggles in his hands. Not having the occasion to need nor use night vision goggles he wasn't 100% sure what to make of them. Sure, he might have seen a set before in one of the movies Yugi had watched back in Domino but it didn't explain why they had spontaneously appeared nor why it was before him. He had heard that some students acquired magical items when they had arrived but this didn't seem to possess any magical properties.
So..... what to do with them now?
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[Got an idea of something else our characters could get into? Let me know!]
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And then she spotted what was in his hands.
"ARE THOSE MY NIGHT VISION GOGGLES?!" She sprinted inside, having no indoor voice to match it.
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When her other exclamation sounded, he nearly fumbled the goggles. Sure, they wouldn't have far to fall between where he was holding them and the desktop but he still secured his hold around them as if he were holding an object made of fine porcelain so that wouldn't happen. His breath caught momentarily in his throat until he was sure that the item was safe, then he expelled a breath and looked back towards Webby.
"You recognize these?" She must, since she clearly was claiming they were hers. They did seem to be about her size at that. "I'm not really sure how I ended up with them."
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"Recognize them? Those are mine, I'm sure of it!" She said happily as she bounced up and down on her heels. "Granny got them for me on my last birthday! See the little scratch on the left lens? That's when I tackled Dewey over the last chocolate chip cookie."
Fond memories. "I didn't have them on me when I came to this world, so I've got no clue why they're here now."
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When they were no longer in his possession, he cracked a smile and shook his head. All this excitement over night vision goggles? It wasn't until she added the sentimental value they held before he truly could understand it. "It's no wonder that you are so eager to reclaim them." Trying not to laugh all the same. "Dewey?" There's a name he didn't recognize. "Have... I met him before...?" Sounding unsure. "I mean- he didn't happen to join you here at the academy too did he?"
"I suppose the important thing is, that they are here now."
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"No, he's not here. He's Louie's brother - but Louie's other brother Huey is here! They're triplets!"
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"Did he arrive recently?" Otherwise Atem had missed counting one of the ducks before. That wouldn't have been difficult to do. "Triplets- ha I don't know what I would do if I have that many brothers to contend with." Complicated by who would have succeeded to the throne more than anything else. "I'm glad that two of them have been reunited."
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If it was possible, her smile got even brighter than before. "They're the best brothers anyone could ask for! Louie's always got some kind of clever scheme at the works, Dewey is braver than anyone I know, and Huey is a real genius!"
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He'd heard a little about some of the ducklings escapades before over the bulletin board so it was little wonder that they had grown closer through their shared adventures. "... and together you make an ideal team."
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Research
"Oh, there's more. See, I had the powers now - I could grow and shrink and all that - but I didn't know how to make them work until I saw one of my friends, Zoe, was going to drown in a nearby lake. I guess I still didn't really know how to work them, then, but I managed to do that well enough to save her!"
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Not that he could have fathomed the depths of the Millennium Puzzle's powers even after it had been forged until it was placed in his hands."... Because there was a need, instinct took over." He nodded to that pleased at the outcome of the tale, but still ready to hear more. "I imagine that the first time you changed your size it was a bit of a confusing experience." Oddly recalling how his friends had been shrunken once in order to play a shadow game.
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"Yeah, I think that was it exactly! And it was... Super weird, yes. I was pretty freaked out."
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"I bet. Plus there was likely uncertainty about whether you would be able to return to your actual size as well."
Research
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"How did you discover the existence of this parallel dimension?"
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Though she tried to avoid talking about who had stolen it.
"We actually met Princess Twilight before we met our native Twilight."
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At the moment he hadn't guessed that she knew the identity of the thief.
Though he did know someone with a guilty conscious that was also attending the academy"How peculiar. Did they still act relatively alike?"
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"A powerful magic must be at work."
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Research on the Sundered
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like Kaiba, but Atem was following most of it just not the intricacies of what some of the upgrades entailed. He nodded a bit solemnly at the later implication, war was no stranger to his time period nor the ugliness of it. "Were their any survivors of the Numbani?"no subject
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No question that omnics could achieve that; their full AIs were at least equal to humans in that respect.