September Event Log

[magicademymods]

September Event Log The Magicademy has a special treat for students this week: Combined Classes. The Curriculum-by-Curriculum education of the Magicademy lends itself to viewing each Curriculum on its own, not part of the greater whole that is magic. So in lieu of normal lessons this week, Professors are joint-teaching classes to show you what you can do by merging magic together. Profs. Porfsin & Kith: Making Modification Fantastic If Diatu students love anything, it's expressing their individuality by wearing unique clothing, particular ones similar to home in the case of the Sundered. Working together, the good Professors will teach you a basic and beloved trick of wizards everywhere: combining Modification and Fantastics to make a spell that provides you with clothes that are outstandingly fashionable and flamboyant on the outside, but fit perfectly and comfortably despite their flair. At last, the secret of how wizards can swoop around in dramatic capes and flowing robes without constantly tripping! Of course, the potential for mayhem is pretty high in practice. Shrinking clothes, accidentally creating a scarf 250 feet long... Professor Trammel has loaned them his familiar, a top hat named Decorum, so it is on hand to quickly deploy wide black censor bars in the event a mishap leaves you perhaps offering more in the way of an Anatomy of the Sundered class than you might expect. But if you work hard and give it your all, you might come out of this looking good indeed! Profs. Loshakle & Mala: Advanced Warding A lesson Professor Loshakle hammers home in his classes: the more broad the spell, the weaker its effect. A ward against fire specifically will repel so much more fire than a general ward, but of course the fire ward is entirely worthless against lightning. Today, these two Professors show one way to get the best of both world: a Predictive Ward. The theory is simple: Suspend an Intimation effect within the ward's construction, then make the ward manifold-responsive -- or in other terms, capable of shifting its focus from one danger to another. The Intimation spell predicts the damage and preemptively shifts the ward to full effect. Simple! Enjoy testing them. Since it involves hurling some things at each other. What better way to test a ward than practically? Profs. Trammel & King: Pocket Summoning One of the problems inherent to Discovery is the danger involved in creation. For example, if you desire a large quantity of water for whatever reason, you need to create it all at once -- you can't create it ahead of time without a way to transport it, for example. Sundering offers an intriguing possibility that actually is much safer than most of its uses: opening a portal into a small pocket dimension, where you can Discover and store whatever you might need, and release it later in small doses or full-tilt. Now, mess up the Sundering spell and you could end up discharging a large volume of water or stone or pudding out of midair at a terribly inopportune time. But don't worry! Several groundskeeping golems are on-hand to help with the inevitable messes. Also Professor Trammel knows how to clean clothing. You might need that help. Headmaster Camillah Birony: ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO ATTEND THIS CLASS This opportunity is unique. For all her flaws, Headmaster Birony is unquestionably a master wizard, who has developed an entire branch of magic hereto undiscovered by wizardkind. The art of working magic on magic, or as she calls it, "Metamagic". "And it will be the third Metacurriculum! Wizardkind everywhere will develop and master these powers that I have paved the way for! AND THEY CALLED ME MAD!" she yells to the sky, before flinging her hands wide and laughing maniacally. So! You get to start very basic: Modifying a spell to last longer. Pick your favorite spell, any spell, and cast it. While its magical energies still exist in the pattern your will has imposed on them, Modify them. A simple equation. Add 1 to them. Multiply them by 2. Whatever works for you. You don't get much more instruction than that, says the Headmaster, because you have to figure out how to make it work for yourself. More than most magic, this depends entirely on your will and your determination. Everything else is just trappings -- take what you want from the foci of Modification, that will help, but find your own path forward. And unlike every other lesson, this one is utterly safe. At the first sign of a spell getting out of control or going haywire, Headmaster Birony squelches it like a bug beneath her heel. Not even literally, for a pleasant change!

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[afterthemoon]

"Alright, Webby, how do I... "visualize"

[burningbrighter]

"Okay. Okay, I can do this."

She stills her hand, drops the scissors, and switches tactics. Time for a quick gust of air, in the hopes of blowing it away. It also might leave him rather fluffy. Oops.

[burningbrighter]

Sunset looks just a little embarrassed when she spots Cliff eying her comics. She's such a nerd.

"Uh...sure! They're a bit much, I know..."

[burningbrighter]

"...you sure? It's a lot. I could fix that."

It really is. Webby's so shiny that it's almost blinding.

[burningbrighter]

"...disappointed that I'm so bad at magic?"

She is, apparently. What a right mess.

[burningbrighter]

"Then they're unwelcome guests." Sunset nods knowingly. "Want some help with them?"

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

"I get that, it just ain't the right spell." That much Jecht was sure of. Why? 'Cuz it ain't workin'!

Of course, he was crap at communicating, so instead of trying to blunder on through the point, he instead stomped his heel a couple times on the ground. "Hey Ballet, you down there? Back me up on this, you know I'm right!"

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

"What if another hand comes out? How creepy would that be?" 'Course she'll think it's a cool idea, 'cuz it ain't her hand!

[stillnewatthis]

"Oh! A scarf!" Orisa lifted her arms, closing her hand. She was fired up now! "Numbani did not have cold weather and as an omnic I did not require insulation against it, but now I shall use one for style!"

[stillnewatthis]

"Appearance can be important! You would think that is not true of a combat omnic, but it is." Efi had programmed her with the ability to judge what might present herself in the best light to others, the better to make her a true hero in the eyes of the people.

[mithrarin]

"Well, I could try dispelling it." Dust drew one sword, pointed it at the barrier, and twitched the gesture as he said, "Dispel!"

The surface of the shield shimmered but didn't deform as the spell struck it, and then another kinetic blast rocked out of it to bowl him over.

[mithrarin]

The fabric billowed out as the wind hit it -- then promptly caught the air and yanked Dust's legs clean out from under him. He managed to twist to land on his shoulder rather than his face, at least.

"Uh, maybe not that."

[magicademynpcs]

"Mmmmm, how do I put it." Headmaster Birony puts a finger to her lips, scrunching up her nose as she thought. In the air above her, the word HEADMASTER appears, with an arrow pointing down at her. (She'd programmed that particular spell to remind people whenever she makes the sort of expression that so fails to comport with the implied dignity and gravity of the office that people forget she holds the position.)

"Okay, to start with, you -- you don't have an understanding of what the Curricula actually have to do with magic, that's way more advanced. So I have to start there. Okay! To start with, here's the world!"

Scrtchpoof. Next to the pair of them sits a gelatin some six feet in diameter.

"You with me so far?"

[woo_oo]

"First, close your eyes." She instructed. "See the library... smell the old books... hear the librarian snapping at people to be quiet..."

[woo_oo]

"No way, I love glitter! I decorate all my stuff with it back home. Even my crossbow - although that was a little tricky."

She began to stand up and wiggle a bi - hey, look at her sparkle!

[bearshermark]

Eleven laughed, pleased with the way the dusters dropped abruptly. A barrier specific to chalkboard dusters would certainly be unconventional.

"The phrasing is a bit archaic," he agreed with a quick grin. "But a number of books from the Age of Heroes are written that way, so it isn't too terrible. How about a bit of fire, next?"

Pocket Summoning

[magicademynpcs]

"Quite pleasing to see you so interested in the material." Professor Trammel has a perfect smile, and deploys it now.

[woo_oo]

"NOW WE DEFINITELY HAVE TO OPEN A THIRD PORTAL!"

You know her too well, Jecht.

[darkenedmoon]

As glad as Yotsuyu was to see Aaron returned, she still pouted at him a little, even as she accepted the dress and shimmied into it, giving a grateful pat to Professor Trammel's familiar as she did so.

"You left," she complained. "I missed you." While Yotsuyu did understand that Aaron likely didn't have any choice in the matter, she still wasn't happy about it. Though he might be surprised when she offered him a hug.

"That or I could check your Modification before the spell is cast. I'm not certain what I am doing wrong, but I feel as if it might be in Fantastics--I am not quite as talented, there."

[darkenedmoon]

"But whyever would I?" Yotsuyu chuckled at that. "What does it cost me?" Nothing, nowadays. She gave a look to the circling eagulls.

"I do not suppose you know a touch of Discovery? I imagine a bit of food as a distraction might dissuade them from harrying us. I would do it myself, but likely the shield would drop, and I doubt that would be a happy occasion for either of us."

Considering Yotsuyu was gainfully employed, she certainly didn't need to hunt eagulls, either. Punishing a few for being a nuisance was one thing, but hunting them? Well, she felt as if that might be a tad below her.

[treno_nobleman]

Had he been in true Trance, it wouldn't have been unusual, but this lingered and intensified the longer he stayed in the air. He couldn't help but wonder if it would persist now for the rest of his time in this world, given nothing he had tried would remove it. His gaze caught Noctis's, saw what it was the man saw, and looked away, tail tip twitching again. He wasn't overly fond of this look, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"I hardly need to try, but we'll see what comes of this. As long as they keep their distance, we won't need to create more kindling." He hummed and looked up to the skies, at the clouds that drifted lazily by. "It might not be a bad consideration, given how the weather should shift in a few months. We may yet be seeing fall sooner than later."

Pocket Summoning

[darkenedmoon]

"What in the nine hells did you do to yourself now?" Yotsuyu's voice sounded pained, and Jecht could turn to see the woman with her arms crossed in front of her chest, frowning at him. Others might find it amusing, but she was not one of them.

Stepping forward in a flurry of silk, she leaned in to be nosey and inspect the circle. "You need to tell me what you did. Precisely. And I assume there is something on the other end? What is it?"

She didn't want to make an attempt to Modify the portal and have something horrible flop out, after all. And frankly, she did not trust Jecht to not have tried to put something strange on the other end. She had a clue as to how his mind worked.

[darkenedmoon]

"I do not know," Yotsuyu admitted. "I should not think it so hard, though honestly, I am not used to making my own clothes." She could do a bit of alteration with needle and thread, and she certainly had done some Modification before, but never to this degree, and never in conjunction with Fantastics.

"Pray tell, what were you attempting? Perhaps I have been casting my sphere too wide, and I should attempt something less...grand?"

[noasark]

"PWWWWTTT!!! PWWWTTT!!"

Noa is currently trying to say something on the lines of 'panic won't help'.

It's not doing great, because he's panicking.

[temptationaccomplished]

"Oh, no, by all means, go grand. Go very grand. Isn't that the whole point of Fantastics, to be a bit showy? A bit flamboyant?"

Not that Aziraphale's usual ensemble could ever be considered flamboyant (a bit odd, of course, and outdated; it had been in fashion once upon a time, but had never been flamboyant...but sometimes he did yearn a bit for those bygone days of top hats or incredible ruffles or clocked stockings).

He pat his collar and neck, smoothing down the front of his shirt where a bow tie ought to go.

"All I wanted was a nice proper little bow tie to match my uniform--a red and black tartan print, preferably, because it's so stylish, tartan is, and I don't think they'd let me get away with my usual tartan all over this...thing," he said, indicating the uniform. Not his choice of colors, but sadly what he was stuck with. "Though I did think about one of those neat capes, you know the ones that are always billowing around like--" Whoosh, whoosh, his dorky motions said for him, demonstrating a dramatic actor's cape motion (without an actual cape) with a few extra flourishes befitting of Dracula or a bull fighter, or a magician attempting to disguise his assistant's 'magical' disappearing act. "But I'm afraid all the little fiddly bits get in the way, like the knot on the tie and the whole constant motion business."