March Event and Intro Log

[magicademymods]

March Event and Intro Log Golem On The Loose The rain never stops. Water and mud track all over campus. Diligent cleaning golems stomp about, mopping and scrubbing and polishing and then going back to do it all over again, and again, and again... One of them seems to have had it. The renegade golem bursts into Kedrigan Hall -- interrupting classes and disrupting labwork to furiously seize students and scrub every last scrap of mud and dirt off of them. All the halls have been locked off with "Under Cleaning" signs, and anyone who enters them meets with the golem's wrath, as it violently plays a pre-recorded message about not interfering with groundskeeping and deploys a giant claw-like tool to grab the interloper and put them back on unforbidden ground. The professors, who are after all completely immune to the golem's attention by its very design, seem to think this is a good learning opportunity for students. Is it? Horrible Spell Doom? "Are you sure you're ready for the test on Advanced Gaseous Discovery?" one upperclassman asks the other. "Of course I'm sure," the second says confidently. Whipping out a wand from a holster on her belt, she sweeps her wand through the air gracefully, pronouncing several Osmarian sigils as she draws them. Probably. "See, that's a blue cloud--" Said blue cloud, which puffs into being as the last syllable left her lips, abruptly doubls in size. Then it doubles in size again. And again. The upperclassmen, who have been in Diatu for several years and know exactly what this sort of thing means, don't hesitate. Not even stopping to share a glance between them, they run like crazy, leaving the growing cloud behind just as classes let out and students begin to enter the halls. But... surely it doesn't have any weird and wacky side effects, right? The Bala-inlota Parade (aka The Non-Horrible Prompt) To celebrate the start of the Bala-inlota season, Anastara spares no expense. The great parade and associated festival stretches the whole weekend, and the whole city puts on their colors and turns out for the fun. Enterprising vendors sell food, drinks, and souvenirs ranging from small and crude figurines to magical constructs that shine field displays onto flat surfaces so you can watch the action up-close! (Good luck affording that, students.) Practically any sort of entertainment you could want appears on the streets and canals of Anastara, and food and drink flow freely. Research On the Sundered With the arrival of the Sundered come those wizards engaged in research on their presence here, now set to investigate what brought them here and how to get them home. All newly-arrived Sundered students are asked to meet with representatives of the research team, to introduce themselves and relate what they will of their homes. In addition, the team requests samples of blood, hair, and skin -- carefully magically collected, and the researchers will sign in the presence of the Sundered a Glyphed contract that forbids them from using the samples for a purpose they know will be harmful. (They quite understand your reasons to be suspicious of this collection! And they will not compel anyone who refuses even given these conditions.) This month, the team has developed a Sundering spell that they warn is crude and unpolished, because the Curriculum is so unpracticed. They hope it will connect to your home worlds and establish a magical link they can build off of to open further passages. No promises! And to those who do undergo this spellwork... it has a certain side effect of confusion, as brief images from your home world flicker across your vision for a few hours afterwards. Wonders Await Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. Have fun!

A Special Note

If you thread out one or more scenes based on the confusion from "Research on the Sundered", respond to the comment on this post with a link to that thread. The results of this will be revealed next month! (It is, we're afraid, not a regain, lest your participation be based solely on that hope!)

Comments

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[That protest makes this scenario all the goofier, so now Jecht's holding his stomach and grabbing for support on the wall, barely managing to choke out an answer.] Ducks are birds!

[woo_oo]

Yes, they are.

[Whaaaat is with this guy?]

... Do you have a concussion or something?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

You -- don't even know? Look! [He points at her, jabbing his finger a couple times. Self-awareness, duck kid, it's a virtue! Or so he's told!]

[woo_oo]

[She blinks, looking down at herself, at her arms-]

Hey, I'm blue!

... Ooooh. Now I get it.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[That just makes it funnier, and Jecht, who is definitely a mature adult, slumps back against the wall and laughs himself silly.]

[woo_oo]

[Well, as long as he's happy. She smiles, waiting for him to catch his breath.]

Hi, I'm Webby!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Hey. [Laughing his fool head off has really taken a whack out of Jecht's usual arrogance, and he just offers a little wave.] Name's Jecht.

[woo_oo]

Nice to meet you! Normally I'm white, buuut I think a spell went awry.

... Kind of hope it can turn me pink!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Heh, the way things go around here, the only way to be sure you don't get something is to want it. [Jecht looks down at himself, checking his own color. Nope, still properly tan.]

[woo_oo]

Aw.

[Way to be a downer.]

... Buuut I always wanted to make new friends and learn magic, and I get to do that here!

[Ah-ha, take that!]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[His chuckle is coarse, but warm.] Got me there. It ain't a perfect place, but it's got a lot to like, huh?

[woo_oo]

It really is! And it just keeps getting better!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Heh, keeps getting wilder, that's for sure. [Finally composed entirely, Jecht manages to straighten up.] Kinda wish I had your energy again.

[woo_oo]

Again? What happened to it?

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Heh, turns out I didn't get any younger as time went on!

[Not much older, either, actually, but that's just a weird quirk of his own life. Still got decades on this kid, right?]

[woo_oo]

Maybe there's a spell here that can take care of that.

[Why not?]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Aaah, my body's still as good as ever. It's inside that you feel it all. [Jecht thumps his gratuitously bare chest, indicating that mystical soul stuff.]

[woo_oo]

[Curious, she tries to raise a hand to thump it too. Though, him big and she small, so she can't quite reach it.]

Maybe you just need a new diet.

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[Jecht is kinda used to this as a blitz star, but damn if this isn't the weirdest situation where someone'd tried to feel the goods.]

Trust me, I been eatin' well since I came here! You'll get it someday, so be glad you don't know!

[woo_oo]

Oh, that's right! Isn't there some kinda big sports festival going on? That's why there's so much food!

I've been able to eat all kinds of stuff I've never tried before!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Yeah, bala-inlota seems to be the big thing here. [Of course Jecht knows the goofy name of the sport, even as he doesn't care about nine-tenths of the other terminology here.] Guess this place can't be all bad if they have that kinda attitude!

[woo_oo]

Wanna go pig out and watch some big matches? I think that's the cool thing to do, right?

[She wants to be hip!]

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

Oh hell yeah! You're talking my language!

[Albeit with less vulgarity, but still!]

[woo_oo]

Actually I think one of the magical components of this world is that we are all automatically speaking the same - Oh! You mean you want to do it! Great!

[sublimelymagnificentblitz]

[The brief mixup makes Jecht smirk.] Heh, just 'cuz the words are the same doesn't mean the language is. I'll tell ya you should see a game of blitzball, and you'll go, 'what's that'?