August Event Log
Speed of Lightning, Roar of Thunder
The latest rage in Diatu: portable lightning generators! These little spheres, compact enough to be held in the hand, can launch a miniature bolt of electricity out with flair and pizzazz and surprisingly nonlethal effects. Getting zapped is like getting bit by a horsefly, not much worse.
Naturally, all sorts of sports and pastimes have grown up overnight. The new sports of Lightning Tag, Lightningball, and Zap Each Other With Lightning Till Someone Collapses Because We're Tough Guys Dammit routinely break out on campus, while people who think they're funny can't go ten seconds without bolting someone's posterior. So what's your role in this? Eager participant? Sportsman? Buttzapper? Or is your idea totally new and wild?
And Break the Laws That They Should Fear
A rash of thefts plagues Anastara and the Magicademy both. Nothing huge, nothing heavy -- little things, like food, jewelry, trinkets and knickknacks... because the perpetrators are rats. Large and obviously clever rats, who have somehow wormed their way through defensive enchantments and mundane security both with the fearsome tenacity of their species. Look around at just the right time, and you might spot a rat scrambling for the safety of the caverns, something clutched in its jaws. Maybe something of yours?
The Cry Goes Up Both Far and Near
Finals draw ever-closer, and right about now students start realizing that maybe they don't understand this or that; maybe they could do with some outside material; maybe a second viewpoint would come in handy. Thus this week brings the Diatu Book Exchange! Outside of the Great Hall, students of all sorts brings books they no longer need and exchange them for books they do. The Book Exchange goes past merely scholarly works, though; time has grown it to encompass books of all sorts, from genre fiction and unlikely stories about seemingly ordinary kids attending an engineering boarding school to comics to philosophical works and more. Come to trade, browse, or lust -- there's something here for everyone!
Research on the SUNDERDOG! (Sunderdog!) SUNDERDOG! (Sunderdog!)
The research team has learned one important thing: Conflict is the key. The Codification of Sundering is the door.
Somehow, of late, something has changed the nature of Sundering magic. They do not know why or how, but the very existence of the concept of Sundering magic now causes summoning anomalies that focus on other worlds, resulting in the transport of the Sundered here.
This is, well, bad. The Codifications should not be slipping, not unless something has the power to completely overwhelm the entirety of human thought and will...
To test theory more deeply, this month's Research has the Sundered locked in a room with another Sundered, a pair of chairs, and nothing else. The goal is to observe the warp and weft of magic around them with minimal interference from any other source save perhaps each other. So who did you get shut in with, and how long can you just sit and talk without going crazy? |
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[ Oh. Look who he hit. What a surprise. Tidus shakes it off quickly, though---it's nothing like the real thing, and soon he's digging his own orb out of his pocket. ]
That all you got?
[ Think fast, pops. Here comes a straight shot. ]
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Oh, so you think you can dish out as much as you can take, huh?
[See, this is good. No crying, no complaining! Was it really so hard, kid?]
[Jecht returns fire, thrusting his own ball forward to send out a bolt.]
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I know it!
[ He's prepared, and quick---but it's close. He leaps again, readying a strike. ]
This is nothing compared to the Thunder Plains!
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[Okay, look, he knows the boy picked up a thing or two back in Spira, but dodging that stuff? No way! That's crazy!]
That was luck!
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[ He laughs and jumps around another stray bolt. ]
The travel agency set up a lightning bolt dodging challenge. The grand prize was something Lulu could use, so guess who got nominated to dodge two hundred in a row?
[ He aims another bolt and fires. That...had been a difficult day, to say the least, but he's grateful for it now. ]
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[ He'll take it easy, since pops isn't used to it. Not that this is anything like the real deal. But he bounces back into action, giving him a fair shot. ]
Yuna's as sensible as he is. And she's going to keep Spira safe.
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[Man, why couldn't these balls have more bounce? It'd give him so much to work with! Instead, all he can do is flip the thing into the air, then smack it on the way back down so that the bolt it shoots out is forked and wide.]