July Event Log

[magicademymods]

July Event Log A Reading Rainbow Though the publication is ordinarily drier than dry toast Modified to be drier than dried toast, this quarter's issue of Thaumaturgy Today is all the rage around campus. The reason: a series of advances in motile spells! Easier and more powerful than those found in your standard book of spells (any grade), these spells achieve their power by specificity. One spell for lifting fruit, one for lifting laundry, one for lifting books, the list goes on. Though Professor Loshakle is deep at work writing a blistering reply criticizing every nuance of these spells, outside of his wrathful gaze the spells flourish as people practice them on everything they can. Copies of the issue are easy to get your hands on, if you want to give these new spells a whirl. On the other hand, your stuff or you yourself might fall victim to the spells of other students, whether by mistake or cruel jest. And woe betide those not human -- since no spell explains how to lift an anthropomorphic duck or a robot, for example, enterprising students are particularly eager to come up with one on their own, and there's only one way to test such things... It's Raw, You Donkey! There was an incident. Mistakes were made. Rice balls were detonated. Puddings were animated and sent on rampages. A cheesebread was found lodged in Makerion Keep, sunk to a depth of three feet in the walls. Whatever happened, and no one seems to have details... the Great Hall is closed and no food is being served. So... what're you going to eat? Several pop-up stands have emerged, as enterprising students try to cash in, but that costs money and who knows how the quality is. Headmaster Birony keeps showing up with pies, having made several savory ones that taste really good, actually, but can you really live on pie alone? (And do you really trust Headmaster Birony?) Some students have taken to the ultimate last resort: cooking. As it happens, the skills of the chef and of the aspiring mage are not exclusive in principle, but generally learning the one means little time to devote to the other. Faced with an oven or a grill, can you muster up the capability to make something edible? Or will you burn the water and turn bread back into grain, and thus have no choice but to avail yourself of pricey booth cooking or Cam-pies? Of course, the Great Hall will PROBABLY be open again soon, you might be able to last until then... The Defense Association In light of certain recent activities, like horrible monster attacks, Professors Trammel and Kith have teamed up to provide self-defense lessons to students who so desire. Purely optional, this extra class at the end of the school day promises study in shields, wards, basic attack spells, and mobility spells (because sometimes the best thing is to run like heck). Needless to say, these classes are quite the adventure! Students find themselves in dueling circles quite frequently, expected to carefully deflect each other's spells. Hopefully you've got the knack of it; the practice spells they have taught you don't cause any harm, but they sting like the dickens! Research on the Sundered Conflict. Conflict seems to be key. As near as the researchers can tell, all the Sundered lead lives that are simply not ordinary, and their experiments in conflict from last month produced results they didn't expect (as you all have learned) but that are most promising. Professor King herself has taken the lead on this experiment, and she warns anyone who volunteers that it is likely to be very dangerous, and they will be taking this very slow. They are, she explains, going to try to bridge the gap between you and the world you came from. A SMALL bridge, a proof of concept, no portal home and celebrations yet. But they hope it will work, and be the first step towards getting you back where you belong. If you agree, they get to work. Any student who undergoes this process immediately regains a power of their choice. It does not have to be on their application, and you do not have to provide proof during AC. It's here now. Only if you do not have a power to regain, you may regain an item instead. The price? For the next three days, you will be haunted by visions of your greatest enemy, your most hated foe, or the person you least wish to see in the world. Perhaps you hear their laughter in the darkness of your room at night. Perhaps you see a fellow student as them. Perhaps they are taunting you from just behind your shoulder... Whatever form it takes, for three days, you will be at their mercy. Or the mercy of your own mind's imagining them. Or perhaps a combination of the two. Who can say...?

Comments

rhyme for shopping

[woo_oo]

What's wrong with fruit?

[Webby's oh so cheerful voice pops up from behind!]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

I don't know where to find it!

[Not that he knows where to find this thing even if it's a spice, but here he's at least closer on its train than if it's some fruit or whatever.]

[woo_oo]

Maybe I can help you! I love going on epic quests to search for hidden treasures!

[And that's the same thing, right?]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Nice, but this ain't an epic quest. This is looking for whatever it is 'Su wants so she'll feed me when I get it!

[And that's important. He's frickin' HUNGRY.]

[woo_oo]

Su? A friend of yours?

[Introduce her to the wonderful world of nicknames!]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Y'know, Yotsuyu. You want a name too long to say every damn time, she's got it!

[woo_oo]

[Gasp]

Su... For Yotsuyu! I love it!

I have a shorter name too! My real name's Webbigail!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Yeah, 'Webby' suits you better. [Webbigail, really? That's way too much of a mouthful and formal-sounding besides!] I'm gonna stick with that!

[woo_oo]

Do you have a nickname too?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Naw. Jecht's pretty easy to say, ain't it?

[woo_oo]

So it's not short for anything, like... Jecth-thanial?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[Jecht plants his hands on his hips, giving a stern look down at the duck.]

Do I look like I have such a lameass name?

[woo_oo]

[it takes a disturbingly long time for her to answer.]

No?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[Jecht just keeps looking at her, one foot tapping impatiently. Care to try that again?]

[woo_oo]

[This time with a bit more enthusiasm-]

No, sir!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Yeah, that's more like it, Gail. [It isn't the most subtle threat.]

[woo_oo]

[Except threats are supposed be threatening and intimidating, not make her cup her beak in thought.]

... That might not be a bad code-name.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Heh, you need thick glasses and a dowdy librarian skirt sorta thing for that. Act all uptight and snooty. That'd be the perfect disguise for you, actually, no one'd suspect if you could pull it off. [Well, except for the total lack of girl ducks around here besides the two, but who's counting?]

[woo_oo]

I love it! Totally inconspicuous! And I do need to up my spy-training if I ever wanna be as good as my Granny.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

I'm gettin' the feeling I oughtta be asking a question or two about that granny of yours...

[woo_oo]

What do you want to know about her? She's the absolute best!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Okay, so what makes her the best? She's a spy?

[woo_oo]

She's not just any spy, she's S.H.U.S.H.'S number one agent! There's no enemy she can't defeat, no organization she can't infiltrate, no day she can't save!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Heh, sounds like a heck of a woman. Got her on a bit of a pedestal, huh?

[So much of Webby's... Webbyness is now utterly clear to him.]

[woo_oo]

The highest, biggest pedestal ever! And to top it off, she's partners and employee of the world's greatest adventurer, Scrooge McDuck!