October Event Log

[magicademymods]

October Event Log Fall Cleaning Suddenly and without warning, the lighting in or near every building on campus goes red. A second later, a deep alarm rises in volume as the buildings begin to shake. The faculty barely bat an eye as they direct students to get outside quickly. "Fall cleaning," they explain wearily to those students who have never experienced this phenomenon. Older students offer their own explanation as they move: at some point every fall the buildings of the Magicademy rearrange themselves so the cleaning golems can repair their foundations, tend to the ground around them, keep them from sinking into the caverns, that sort of thing. Totally harmless. Well, until you realize no one knows where your House tower went. Or till you need to get to class promptly except Kedrigan Hall is in the middle of a lake somehow. Or till the Library of Starchime is down in the middle of the lab caverns and you have to try to study while students practice magic in the aisles. But it's okay! This will only last for a couple of days! You can get by, right? The Bonfire To say goodbye to the warmth and hello to the frost, the Magicademy celebrates the changing of seasons with a great bonfire. A massive conglomeration of burning wood sends flame licking up some sixty feet into the air, and the warmth pouring from the huge fire wards off any hint of cold from those nearby. By tradition, the bonfire burns till morning, and many students have bedrolls or tents or even straight-out beds parked nearby so they can take their spot in keeping it lit. Others have brought food and drink, enough to selflessly share with everyone. The whole things is one big party, really; House rivalries and personal animosities and music duels are all set aside for a night as the campus unites in solidarity. It's one of the nicer times you could ask for. This Is Halloween Bad news. Terrible news. The worst news imaginable. Headmaster Birony has found out about Halloween. Diatu Magicademy is nothing but orange and black now. Carved pumpkins wander the campus and aggressively pose for anyone who glances their way (or doesn't...). Spiderwebs litter every hallways and passage, complete with spiders that patiently move their webs out of the way and sincerely apologize for the inconvenience with a sort of weariness that says they know exactly who to blame for this. A twelve-foot-high menorah sits in the Great Hall, leading some to suspect that the Headmaster's Intimations to learn more about the holiday did not produce universally-accurate results. Headmaster Birony herself patrols the grounds like a madwoman, slinging extra spookiness wherever she passes and occasionally Discovering costumes straight onto the innocent students she passes. "Spirit of the season!" she yells before fleeing, candy and toilet paper left behind in her path. If by this point you are questioning whether the Headmaster ever does actual work, rest assured you're not the first, nor will you be the last, to wonder that. Research on the SUNDERDOG! (Sunderdog!) SUNDERDOG! (Sunderdog!) This month's assignment, for those willing to undertake it: actually nothing disastrous! Instead, the researchers ask that you compare your world to another Sundered student's, then report back to them on the differences and similarities. They're most interested in magic styles, but anything you give them will have value!

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[king_of_egypt]

"You're probably right- although." Thinking back on some of the things they've had to encounter already, including the impromptu costuming and Birony's maniacal sugar-infused laughter." I can't help feeling our surprise might also serve as some mild amusement." The comparison she followed with seemed a little boastful on her part but he didn't say as much. He had seen her on the sports field before so she had little reason not to be confident in that area.

.. but then she backpedaled. He chuckled and added,"Well from what I've seen you wouldn't have been in any danger of that."

"Ah- so you both are planning on following a theme." Nymphs themselves were often portrayed as reclusive creatures, shy even. He couldn't say that he ever thought of Isabel as shy but then what would be the point of dressing up in costume if you weren't going for something different? Besides there was much she could do with an outfit in terms of creativity so it made a pretty picture in his mind. "I hadn't really considered one myself." Since he was not in the habit of celebrating that holiday.

"Its not yet, but I imagine the dew will change that by morning.... so... if you don't mind I'll take you up on that offer. I wasn't thinking ahead." For once. He frowned a bit at the thought of Eleven's odd experience. He still wasn't entirely sure why that had happened in the first place. "A portal?" That reminded him of that card Yugi possessed. "How was the portal created in the first place?"

[hyperdrivemonalisa]

"Oh, who can tell what amuses Headmaster Birony? Anything and everything, if you ask me." Isabel gave a little snort at that, but really, it was good-natured. If she was a Marauder, she was pretty harmless as those went. She'd heard of plenty of the more destructive sort, back where she'd come from.

Isabel laughed and waved a hand at Atem, now. "Oh, you flatter me--I think I was pretty complacent, so if I didn't up my game, well. I'd be in the bleachers, watching my cousin compete!" Not that Isabel would blame Ronnie one minute, if she made it and Isabel herself did not. Ronnie worked hard for what she did. Isabel admired her for it, though neither of them really discussed that among themselves. Maybe she ought to change that, when she got home.

"You hadn't? Maybe you should--unless the thought of running around and getting candy tires you out. I actually would herd my siblings, so it didn't bother me too much." And she never ended up eating all of her haul--there were enough other family members to make inroads on it.

"Not at all, I don't mind a bit!" That said, she got up from her sprawl and tugged her blankets and pillow over to one side, rescuing the pies as well. They could have them later. "We might still get wet, but at least it'll be a mild dampening and not total saturation." She paused at his next question, lips pursing as she tried not to frown.

"It was some sort of eyeball monster, from what El told me," she said, finally. "It said 'oh, crap, it's you' like it knew him, but disappeared, and left the portal behind it. Mr. Fell and Eleven and I went into it...probably not the best idea in our lives, but we made it out, at least."

[king_of_egypt]

"At least no one can argue that she doesn't have a love of life." Trying to place a positive spin on it. They both seemed to take some amusement from the subject. He supposed that Birony was preferable to a more strict disciplinarian.

To his words she replied even more humbly. It was a charming reaction really. "I suppose there was that possibility but you do see to have a natural talent for athleticism."

"I suppose I could." With a snort, "I'd like to think that I have enough endurance for that." It just didn't seem like something someone in his age bracket would engage in. That he kept to himself, not wishing to sound like like a total stick in the mud. "It sounds as if you have some very fond memories attached to these festivities."

He felt bad making her have to move, but he soon relocated his sleeping bag to one side of the tarp. Guess he hadn't been looking forward to waking up potentiality soaked. "Thank you."

"It sounds like I missed quite an adventure. I'm relieved that you all made it back as well." Atem thought favorable of all parties that had been mentioned so their loss would have been tragic.