May Event and Intro Log

[magicademymods]

May Event and Intro Log DAWN OF THE FIRST DAY May I Have This Dance? Though Diatu Magicademy has its share of social events, few capture the attention of the student body quite like the Twilight Ball -- that magical once-a-year dance that crosses the change of day into night and is given over entirely to the dance itself. The focus is not on political visitors, rival schools, local government, or hitting up alumni for money; it is entirely about the pleasure that comes from accompanying a charming and attractive person onto the dance floor and cutting the proverbial rug. 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?) Love Is In The Water Love potions are absolutely, positively, one hundred percent forbidden, on the grounds they tread far too close to the supremely black Curriculum of Dictation. This ultimate and unforgiving ban is every bit as effective as Anastara's rules limiting the speed of carts in the street to a horse's walk. 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. Special Delivery (aka the Least Embarrassing Prompt, which is a sad state of affairs) A quick, easy, profitable way to make some money this time of year is by delivering messages, packages, parcels, and treats to students who've caught the eye of another. Whether anonymous or gloriously identified, small token of esteem or bristling bundles of roses and chocolates, the population of the Magicademy takes particular delight in letting others know their feelings. Not always positive feelings, either -- glitter-bomb rejections have only recently begun to diminish in popularity, being replaced by Pie-To-The-Face spells. 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? 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, 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... DAWN OF THE SECOND DAY Welp, This Happened A quiet weekend morning is abruptly quiet no longer. 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. Wonders Await? Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. But maybe you should deal with that mess first? We're just saying.

Comments

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"No, just a regular guy, praying to the goddess of Wisdom, so I don't do something stupid as a result of you being a jerk."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"Ah."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"So far, She's being pretty generous."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

V's eyes rolled dramatically. "The problem I find with people who rely upon gods is that it then removes from them any semblance of feeling that they have to be responsible for your own actions. Yes, I admit that there are gods and that they are active forces, however I think if you do or do not retaliate against me that is far more attributed to your own self control than to any deific intervention."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"Asking a goddess for help isn't taking away responsibility. I'd be the one punching you, not Her."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"Then feel free and punch the helpless wizard with low hit points if that is the urge you have, but accept that it has nothing to do with your deities. that is your morality, not theirs."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"I hardly believe you're helpless. You're a professor."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"I am a wizard as well. So no, I am not helpless, however my armor class is too low to reduce the damage. And I have very few hit points. So the question is how high is your strength, if you did hit me, to see if I need a healing potion or simply a long rest."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"I don't actually want to hit you, I want you to stop being insulting."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"Given my charisma stat, and your intelligence stat, I rather doubt that is a high probability."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"If I were as dumb as you seem to think I am, I wouldn't recognize it as being insulting, you Deku Scrub."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"Insults seem to be a universal language all their own."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

Link groaned and buried his face in his hands.

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"Do you feel that I am mistaken?"

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"About my intelligence? Yeah, I do."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"About insults being clear and obvious!"

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

Link just stared.

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"What? Did I use words that were too large?"

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"You're just really unpleasant. Must be pretty lonely...."

Re: Research on the Sundered (Oh look, it's Me. But not.)

[gender_neutral]

"Lonely implies that I have any intrinsic desire for company. Which I do not."

Re: Research on the Sundered (rofl)

[sevenyearsasleep]

"Do you want people to actively hate you?"

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"I would settle for being listened to when I have important information to distribute, being included when there is a thing I need to learn and otherwise being left on my own to research without interruption. I have few friends, I seek no additional ones. Though there are som e people that yes, I would choose to have them hate me for the alternative is utterly unthinkable."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"....people liking you is unthinkable?"

Re: Research on the Sundered

[gender_neutral]

"There are some people who have exactly two modes when it comes to other people. One of them travels in my party. He either hates someone or wishes to mate with them. That is what is unthinkable, and thus ever since I made the mistake of saving his life I have been taking great pains to remain in the category of people he hates."

Re: Research on the Sundered

[sevenyearsasleep]

"...your world sound weird."

Although, that sort of sounded like Ruto, if he thought about it.