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

[stillnewatthis]

"Many people are attempting new spells. I am a unique target." She didn't BLAME them, mind. She really was one-of-a-kind here. But that didn't mean she enjoyed it.

[fatedsacrifice]

To his credit, the king's blue eyes looked around but he didn't see anyone nearby. And he had been practicing channeling magic through his sword thanks to Yotsuyu's brilliant suggestion.

But currently, there was no one around for him to test his stuff on so he folded his arms across his chest.

"When was the last time someone cast a spell at you?"

[stillnewatthis]

Orisa consulted her system, clock.

"Fourteen minutes, twenty-six seconds."

[fatedsacrifice]

"You can actually keep track of that?" And somehow he's reminded of Ignis knowing some obscure word that no one really used.

So Noctis decided to test something. "Do you know what direction the last spell came from?"

[stillnewatthis]

"I am an omnic. My internal clock is extremely accurate." Orisa pointed her single hand west-northwest.

[fatedsacrifice]

"An omnic?" Noctis tried to think on whether he's heard that term before or not, but nothing's coming to him about it so he shakes his head. And he's not doubting Orisa either about the clock, because she sounds like she knows damn well what she's talking about.

But when she pointed, the king turned his body and gaze the indicated direction. Maybe he could try this out if she got attacked again.

Couldn't hurt.

[stillnewatthis]

"You may know the word as 'robot'?" Orisa remained surprised that no world had developed omnics, even though many had the equivalent old-fashioned word for them.

At the moment, no one was assaulting Orisa, though her efforts at hiding were attracting more attention than she perhaps intended.

[fatedsacrifice]

"They weren't friendly." Noctis replied with a shake of his head. None of them had been very friendly, especially not as friendly as Orisa.

His thoughts then turned to Prompto and the personal story he had shared with the small group in Zegnautus Keep. That made sense now as to why he half chastised Noct on the streets in Lestallum at the Assassin's Festival there.

[stillnewatthis]

"That is unfortunate. The relationship between human and omnic has been very poor on Earth as well." Mostly because of the whole omnics-trying-to-kill-everyone thing.

[fatedsacrifice]

"Ya..you could say that." Noctis repled, thinking of his poor choice of words that day with Prompto.

Then he looked up at Orisa and nodded. "But it doesn't have to be that way here."

[stillnewatthis]

"It does not have to be that way anywhere so long as we work towards understanding and harmony!" Even on Earth, such things could happen. Numbani was proof!

[fatedsacrifice]

The king was getting to like this one, he had to admit. She had some of Prompto's cheery spirit, but could be as exact as Ignis such as with the clock. And it was then that Noctis realized how much freedom he had.

There were no wars, no politics (other than whatever reason they were here for, he still couldn't figure that one out. For example, no one would want a dead king that didn't even have his powers.) and if peace and understanding were established, things could work here.

Noctis wasn't a fool, he knew one day that he'd go back home. But if he could help make this place better (he had told the guys that he wanted to see Insomnia rebuilt to something better) then it could be something that he could do for others. After all, a king did serve people. And even if these people weren't his people, this king could still help them where he could.

So finally a small smile appeared but then disappeared with another nod to the sage words. "You know, you're right."

[stillnewatthis]

"I certainly hope I am right! After all, I was made in part to fulfill that promise." Numbani already recognized that humans and omnics were equal and could live in harmony, but proving that to everyone else was the real challenge. A demonstration of a defensive omnic's prowess in protecting others would be a good step forward!

[fatedsacrifice]

"Made to fulfill a promise.." It was almost a question but it didn't quite turn out that way. It was interesting. If she had been made to do something like that, then that would be a good thing, right? A promise of peace..?

And Noctis knew all about fulfilling promises.

[stillnewatthis]

"The world needs heroes, or so Efi believes. She created me to be one great protector, where a host of ordinary ones failed. If I can do my job well, I have no doubt that word will spread and those who are doubtful will come to see that omnics and humans can work together." A bit naive, but Orisa was nothing but optimism and hard work in equal measure.

[fatedsacrifice]

Yup, he was really starting to like this one. "It wouldn't just be up to you." Noctis said shaking his head and thinking about Prompto. They had been accepting of him, but it would take work and time for everyone to catch up to how accepting the friends had been after learning of Prompto's origins.

"But doing a job well never hurt."

[stillnewatthis]

"That is true! But since my actions are the only ones I can control, I must do my best, and hope others do the same." Whether they slacked or they took everything on, she had the same responsibility one way or the other.

[fatedsacrifice]

Those sentiments spoken reminded him somehow of Iggy. And Ignis definitely kept him and the other two in line more often than not. So Noctis nodded at Orisa.

"Sounds like a pretty good attitude."

Cooperation couldn't hurt here either.

[stillnewatthis]

"Thank you! I have done my best to be a credit to the potential Efi sees in me. That continues here as well." Just because this wasn't Earth didn't mean she could slack!

[fatedsacrifice]

He wasn't sure whether to ask if that person was here. But Noctis reasoned that if the person were here, they'd be with Orisa more than likely, so he ruled that out.

The words made him smile though. "Seems like you're doing just fine."

[stillnewatthis]

"Thank you!" Her eyeshields snapped into delighted carats. "I appreciate your compliment!"