August Event Log

[magicademymods]

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?

Comments

[noasark]

"You asked for a boombox and got brushes..?" Noa blinks, rather intrigued. "Just what was the phrasing you used? I would've expected the result to be...well, a malfunctioning speaker set..."

[holdyourhorns]

"Sounds like that demon was more clever than we could give them credit for," Spyro adds, clearly impressed. Because it can't be too hard to step back and compliment such a being if nobody got hurt from any of the wishes granted.

"Anyway, this old thing is still dead. Might need more juice and that's not talking about a smaller issue like having some kind of amp."

And that nothing can jack in when there's no slot in the first place.

[couldabeenturbo]

"Just that, a boombox," Dewey said in response to Noa, then grinned at Spyro's assessment of the demon. "I gotta admit, it was pretty smart, even if it was a jerk."

So saying, he turned his attention to Spyro's guitar. "Have you thought about glyphs? I've combined them with Fantastics and it makes a decent magical amp. Doesn't work very long yet, but... Practice, right?"

[noasark]

Noa tries desperately to work around the word-play, somehow still failing. It Is pretty smart- he just can't connect the pun yet.

The boy's brows do raise however, looking between the two. "Do they? I admittedly started taking glyphics, but I hadn't thought of that...how did you utilize them as an amp?"