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

[talkyourwayout]

"Oh, sweet, sweet Lena. I'm surprised to hear you be so naive! Of course free stuff is the best, but if you're going to get free stuff, you want to go for the very best free stuff."

[outofyourshadow]

She snorted. "I'm pretty sure if it's being given for free, it's not going to be that great in the first place."

At least that's been her experience.

[talkyourwayout]

"Not necessarily. Not if you know how to work the system."

[outofyourshadow]

"I suppose that's something I should learn, then."

In all fairness, she was pretty good at it already. But perhaps not as good as her present company.

[talkyourwayout]

Louie smirked with a nod. "Well, luckily, you've got the best teacher for that kind of thing. And you're probably going to be better at picking this up than Webby was," he added with a little chuckle.

[outofyourshadow]

She snickered. "Doesn't really seem like Webby's thing."

[talkyourwayout]

Louie laughed, as well. "Not so much. But she tried. She always tries... Really hard."

[outofyourshadow]

Lena nodded, and there was a bit of softness to her smile. "Yeah she does."

[talkyourwayout]

Louie noticed the way her smile softened. He knew he sometimes reacted to Webby's... Webbiness the same way. Seeing all the angles, all the things other people miss? He'd considered it a gift, but just then, it wasn't the best thing, if he was right.

He was pretty sure he was right. But how did he move forward? He couldn't talk about it, for a few reasons.

"...That's what makes her Webby," was what he settled on saying. It sounded lame, but he wasn't really sure how to think - or feel - just then.

[outofyourshadow]

Unaware of her own tone or expression at that moment, she nodded. "Yeah, that's true. It's cute, in her unique Webby way."

[talkyourwayout]

"Yeah... Unique's a good word for it." So was cute, but he couldn't say that. He kicked his feet in the air, back and forth, and glanced away. "I wonder how much longer they'll want us to stay in here..."

[outofyourshadow]

"Hopefully not too much longer. It already feels like we've been here forever."

Seriously, wasn't there some kind of rule saying they couldn't keep people locked up in a room for too long?