January Event Log

[magicademymods]

January Event Log An Undoubtedly Universal Holiday For All Worlds It has come to the faculty's attention that many of the Sundered are accustomed to some sort of holiday around this time of year, corresponding to the solstice or around thereabouts. To that extent, in the hopes that you all will be more comfortable and happy while stuck here in the Tenscore Kingdoms, they've secretly worked on preparations and planning for just such a holiday here in the Magicademy. Let us, then, commence... The Day of Fireflies. The magical holiday where we all gather and give thanks to the magic fireflies who gave us an eternal flame, that we might survive the cold winter nights! (It turns out the faculty's main adviser on what the holidays are like was Spyro.) Fireflies dance around the academy, bringing warmth and light wherever they shine. The buildings have been decorated in long strips of pollen and nectar to attract the bugs, so that they light the edges and corners in celebration of their presence. A giant firefly balloon hovers over the Great Hall, periodically causing havoc with the delivery airships. Someone magicked up a great tree with multicolored, shimmering needles. Occasionally a golem that looks to be an animated skeleton in a suit shows up and attempts to steal the holiday, giving the students a chance to merrily repel it with a barrage of snowballs; this represents a creature called the Nightmare, which apparently is a part of the holiday legacy as they understand it. Welcome to the magical winter holiday of Diatu. Good luck. The Other Side of We I)n the spirit of hope and togetherness and a cheap laugh (though only Cam Birony admits the third reason), the faculty have prepared special Modification circles for the students to use. One person stands in the Base circle, and then a friend steps into the Shape circle. The one who steps into the Shape circle will then assume the very species of the person in the Base circle! Now at last you can experience what it's like to be a dragon, a duck, a human, a furry, and a -- is Tyzias even a troll any more? Who the heck knows? Of course, these spells are very new and very experimental, so use at your own risk. You might accidentally get stuck in the form longer than you expect, swap bodies with the person in the Base circle, change partially only, turn strange colors, or turn into a badass dragon. Wait, Why Would We Turn Into Badass Dragons? Because the first test subject for Modification was none other than the legendary, half-mythical dragon Ire -- the Scourge of Gaole, the only dragon in the history of history itself to hold any sympathy for humanity, and occasional penpal of some Sundered students. The great Ire is now only the size of Spyro or so, which clearly troubles him greatly, but nonetheless he is available for you all to talk to! Ask him your questions! Throw snowballs at him! Throw snowballs at him that have questions written on them! This is your chance! Nothing Coold Possibley Go Wrong Classes are starting up again, the campus is bitter cold, and life goes on. It's almost like this is some sort of wildcard prompt.

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NPC Thread for Ire

[magicademynpcs]

[holdyourhorns]

"They uh... weren't kidding about how experimental these spell circles were huh?" Spyro sheepishly says in a slightly deeper tone of voice.

Reason for that being his current appearance during this moment, though the young dragon obviously got a decent end of the deal. "This is as big as the dragons I know get to when we're older."

And it's remarkably humanoid, undoubtedly strange to see for even the only dragon who doesn't look down on humans with contempt. Spyro comfortably stands on two legs and only towers almost an entire foot over the average human.

NOA | OTA

[noasark]

[Nice and Toasty]

"'The Day of Fireflies', hm?"

Noa has come to enjoy a rather quiet holiday all in all, and when Diatu's own 'holiday' comes forward he finds himself one part charmed and another part amused. He can see just a few bits and pieces from other tales and stories he's heard, and to see them all coming together in this way is pretty interesting. The boy has to chuckle, even as he keeps to the warmer areas of the campus- it's all ridiculous but in the end he can't be upset at all. Particularly not with the atmosphere. "It definitely makes for a peaceful atmosphere..." he begins, before something cold smacks him at the back of the head. "NGK-"

N O!

"WHO THREW THAT!"

Peace Over.

[Photos Taken Seconds Before Disaster]

"Alright...ready?" Such is what Noa asks to the one in the opposing circle from him- base or shape alike- even as he anxiously adjusts his uniform. "These better change with us," he mutters, frowning heavily.

Time is about to tell, he supposes.

[We were ALMOST Badass...]

"Great." Upsides to the last circle malfunction is that his uniform is alright. Downsides are...

Well, this. It looks very much like Noa had a failed cross with a dragon- he's got the horns. He's got the eyes. He even has some rather sharp teeth in that mouth of his, and a set of wings folded up awkwardly against his back. But-

"Hhh...hhHHEEEH-CH!"

Oh, and there's the fire breath.

"Tell me we're not stuck this way for long..."

YUUME | OTA

[shadowslipping]

[Merry Fireflym]

"Hahhhh..." As someone who's been studying a lot of ancient cultures, Yuume is rather enjoying what will no doubt end up the actual formation of a genuine holiday. Not all of them have serious, fable-ingrained origins after all. ...Actually a lot of them don't, so this is a fun thing to see indeed.

Yuume dodges as a snowball comes flying past her, raising an eyebrow as an animated skeleton runs past with holiday goods. "Just who contributed these ideas anyway..?" she wonders aloud, a firefly balloon floating past as she speaks. "I can see a few from yule traditions I think..."

[Palette Swap Time]

Well, it seems Yuume has swapped with a troll for a little bit. She's taking it relatively in stride, though to be fair she Did volunteer for the whole idea. Inspecting now grey skin, she tentatively feels the fin-like protrusions at her ears, however. "Odd...Tyzias didn't have these," she remarks calmly. "I wonder what it means..." The horns seem about right at least though. Well. Sort of. Hers seem to be going more the route of some sort of ram's horn or similar...

Well maybe someone else knows about 'trolls' enough to answer it. Either way, she's wondering if she should test sticking her head in a fountain.

[DRAGON, DRAGON !]

Time spent as a troll wasn't quite enough; she simply can't help but see what else might happen, when it's all been proven to reverse safely enough.

Except.

Except this time her soul- her shadow, rather- doesn't especially like all the shapeshifting going on. So while she's busy briefly turning into a dragon, someone starts throwing a metaphysical fit, and it sadly leaves its mark.

Big Time.

"Nhh... N...not like this..!"

Nothing bad is technically happening, but evidently Yuume is not pleased with this transformation at all.

[WILDCARD - Got something in mind? Hit me up!]

[blue_ice]

fireflies

Seto is not a big fan of the extreme cold. He's been bundled up in excessive robes and sweaters for weeks. And as much of a 'dark' person as he is...he's really not a fan of the endless nights.

So he can be seen enjoying the firefly lights, walking down a dimly lit path as they dance. He's charmed a few to his side with a spell, adding his old electro-ball to the festive display.

swap time

Kaiba is interested in studying advanced Modification. That's the only reason he's here. But he'll nod gruffly at whoever's in the opposite circle anyway, bracing himself for disaster.

mandatory dragon time

Kaiba should really know better than to indulge in untested magic by now. But the possibilities are endless...and he's very much in a 'why not' mood. He steps in, lets the glyph close around him, and then...

He roars. He stretches and warps until he's basically a smaller version of everyone's favorite ghost dragon, with blue glowing lines like a computer aesthetic's marking his wings and limbs. His eyes are still that same icy shade of blue, but narrower---as he blinks at his new claws.

What the...is this...

It's still his voice that broadcasts out, but it booms louder than before. He pushes himself up, wings flaring. Please help this poor confused dragon.

dragon

[blue_ice]

There's a smaller white dragon that somewhat resembles her great great uncle's beloved Blue Eyes below her, with glowing blue lines bursting from his wings. He squints up at her, tail flicking as his envy manifests.

Seriously? How did you do that?

[shadowslipping]

"Nhh...I don't know..!" she manages, sounding quite panicked in comparison. "This is nothing like I expected..!"

She'd like it to Go Back. Put it Back. Now!

[blue_ice]

"But it's incredible," he answers, flapping his wings in an attempt to get up and see her. "You radiate so much raw power. Think of what you could do...but I don't recommend doing something without a plan, we're in a difficult political situation as-is."

[shadowslipping]

"P- I don't care about power..!" she screams, quite likely making it harder for the smaller dragon to get up there. "I'm here to study, not to beat someone!"

[blue_ice]

"Think of it as studying dragons' power!" Kaiba tries to suggest helpfully. He beats his wings harder.

"It's amazing..."

[shadowslipping]

Yuume, suffice to say, is quite unimpressed. "Is that really all you can think about? Really?"

[blue_ice]

"...no," he huffs. "I don't want anyone to get hurt. Or stuck like this. But the opportunity is something I've dreamed of for years..."

He shakes his head sharply. "If you want to change back, you'll have to get back down and talk to the students in charge."

[shadowslipping]

"Nhhh...that is the plan, yes..." She eyes the other a little suspiciously, and if she had a proper face she'd be frowning. "You've dreamed of being a great shadowy beast dragon?" Well, if anything is coming of this, Seto can Probably identify what's upsetting Yuume now.

Nice and Toasty

[woo_oo]

Webby threw it, because of course she did.

"Wow, Noa, you really need to learn to stop being such an easy target. You'll never survive that way!"

[woo_oo]

An Undoubtedly Universal Holiday For All Worlds

RETURN THOSE DECORATIONS OR ELSE!

[Okay, her threats are a little rusty, but that's what occasions like this are for. Webby is chasing down the 'Nightmare', and using everything in her arsenal. Snowballs, magic, grappling hook, that vase she snatched off a table... uh-oh. She may be grabbing anything and everything she can get your hands on - regardless if you were using it or not.

Sorry.]

Man, combining a holiday with a high speed chase and possible violence? We should bring this back home to Duckburg!

The Other Side of We

[Who allowed Webby to turn into a dragon? This was a bad idea for several reasons, but first and foremost, she's now at a nearby window...]

Man, flying is going to be so great! Soaring the skies, just like Launchpad! ... Hopefully minus the crashing.

[Webby has, unfortunately, forgotten something basic. Just because she's turned into a dragon doesn't mean she knows how to automatically do anything a dragon can. Like, say... fly.]

Three... two... one!

[Stop her jump, catch her, or watch her fall?]

Wildcard
[Make your own prompt, feel free to have Webby turn into anything/anyone else if you'd like to do the circle prompt!]

[noasark]

"NNNHHHHH-!!"

Noa, predictably, fumes and immediately points at the local skele-golem running off with a bag of fireflies. "You're supposed to be aiming for THEM!"

[magicademynpcs]

"I should have done this myself."

Ire is cranky, as is to be expected when anyone is shrunk down to a fraction of their size. He isn't crankier, which is a miracle. "Might I also add that your physical development is absurd."

[woo_oo]

"C'mon, where's your competitive spirit?" She wants to play, so you should too!

"Come play with us!"

[noasark]

"If I had one, that wouldn't have helped." BOOOOOO, BORING

Noa is slowly but steadily proving himself quite the grinch at this point. With crossed arms he looks away. "I refuse..!"

BOOOOOO!!

[woo_oo]

"I could hit you again," she pointed out.

[noasark]

He wants to say, 'you wouldn't.'

But it's Webby. She absolutely would. Noa prepares to make a break for it, backing away slowly. "...Doesn't that defeat the purpose of getting me to enjoy this..?" he tries, narrowing his eyes and looking for the nearest escape route.

[woo_oo]

"I'll give you a five second head-start."

At the very least, she always keeps her word?

[noasark]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AND HE'S RUNNING! He doesn't even say a word. Just bolts, pendant ocarina in his mouth as he tries to think of the best tune to get some kind of advantage back in his pocket.

It's hard and Webby sort of has the advantage of being:

1, surrounded by her weapon
2, Webby

[holdyourhorns]

[A certain dragon that helped Webby gain the temporary transformation in the first place sits just beyond her perch, seemingly rather unconcerned as he briefly grooms a foreclaw in his usual distinctly cat-like manner.]

Stick to getting the hang of gliding first and you'll be fine...!

[holdyourhorns]

To that response, Spyro can only shrug.

"I'm sure it'll wear off soon." Maybe soon enough to get Ire on two legs for the first time in his ancient life. "The celebration's nice," he adds semi-awkwardly. "A bit of it is new..."

Nevertheless. "But come on, let's go grab some grub while you can still fit in the Great Hall...!"