August Event Log

[magicademymods]

August Event Log Performance of a Lifetime Valhudor, ever eager for a chance to take the stage, has launched a flash-theater campaign across the campus. Wherever students might gather, be it the Great Hall or the Promenade or the Library of Starchime or whatever, there a play will erupt, acting out the tumultuous events of the Three Dragon War. The director-ringleaders, with all the ethics of Captain Lominia, don't hesitate to shanghai students into the feature itself. Usually, these roles are that of Cowering Student #1, Useless Faculty Member With One Shoe, or Comedy Relief Pratfall Victim, and you're expected to mostly just sit there, ad-lib a little, and generally make the actors playing the Three Dragons look good. Do you behave just to get it over with, or take your role into your own hands for a little revenge? Or perhaps you're determined to take the role of a dragon and make this play your own! Alternatively, you might be looking to cash in on the bounty for the safe return of their performing surface to Brindavil Theater. These students, unfortunately... took the stage. The Great Familiar Audition With finals coming to a close for many students and graduation (or flunking) at hand for many, the cycle of academic life comes full circle once again. Airships discharge students into Anastara, the local schools send their best and brightest up the street, and the constabulary once again has to stop that creepy guy who keeps trying to kidnap school-bound students with a 'magic' train on an alleged, misnumbered 'platform' made of paper mache. And with these students come beasts of all shape and size, eager to audition for the role of familiar. Consequently, the campus is absolutely flooded with owls, cats, snakes, rats, and more, all looking for their in with a wizard. Unfortunately, they're just animals, so sometimes this results in unintended hilarity results. There's nothing quite like opening your dresser only for an unexpected snake to pop up and offer you your underwear, unless it's two snakes each offering you half of your underwear after a furious territory dispute ended in a tie. Owls deafen everyone with incessant hooting. Swarms of rats establish packs and engage in dance-fights, probably to catch the eyes of Valhudor students. The cats are oddly the most tolerable potential familiars, since they just wander around pushing stuff off of surfaces and demanding food and attention, the same as they always do. Familiar-cuckoos appear, making every effort to rub out the competition and take their places in order to get fat and lazy off the hard work of their 'master'. Also for some reason a corgi has a shiv and knows how to use it, so you better give him your sausages right now, huh? No, no one will ever believe you. The Food Cartening Though Anastara's restaurants get most of the culinary glory, a true Anastaran will tell you that the food carts of the city are as fundamental to the city as the island of Ascelion itself. When pressed, said Anastaran will reluctantly admit that no, if you take the food carts away the city won't engage in unsupported freefall, but the truth is that as a city of trade, commerce, and tourism, the food carts really are quite amazing here. But which one is the best? Famous chef Rodden Grimmslay wants to know the answer, and has issued a challenge to ever food cart: register for Cartfest, where the offerings will be put to the taste-tests of both the chef and the city at large! So welcome to the celebration, where food styles from across the Tenscore Kingdoms fill the air with competing, delicious scents and merriment abides. (The breweries are probably the real financial winners here.) Hailfight When you ask a wizard if they are capable of controlling the weather, they will engage in a long, rambling explanation of wind currents, tides, cloud albedo, size and effort, the breakdown of order, and any number of other factors that complicate the issue. When you ask a student if they can control the weather, they say, "sure," and with a wave of their wand cause the falling hail to focus directly on you. When, aggrieved, you point out that you hadn't meant it like that, another wave of their wand sends the hailstones that had just hit you back into the air to pelt you again. With a fierce hailstorm rolling across Ascelion, battle rages across the campus. From mean-spirited surprise attacks to hailstone chicken to almost literal war zones complete with bunkers, artillery support, and the occasional gas attack depending on what was for lunch, most students just can't resist playing with the hailstones and their magic. Whether you're in a duel, hunkered down in the trenches, a victim of a cheap shot, or an active instigator... you can probably get away, but only with skill and panache can you seize victory! (Many years later, linguists will identify this as the root derivation of the otherwise nonsense phrase 'hail, seizer'. Little Tenscore Kingdoms etymology lesson for you all there. Free of charge. Don't say the mod team never did anything for you.)

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[treno_nobleman]

Performance of a Lifetime
Theater has ever been a love of his - his first, in fact, and one he will hold onto until his dying day. How could he dare shun her or speak ill of her or turn his back on her when it was she who made him feel something, anything other than anger and hatred? He owes her much, so much in fact that his mannerisms have long ago adapted and adopted her styles into his own, forming a part of who he is now.

All of which goes to say, when a play suddenly appears near to him quite unexpectedly, and he is asked to play the role of the Cowering Student #1, the thought he gives it is more for show than anything. A bit of suspense to add to the flavor. But of course, yes, he will play along, and he will make this character his own. His lines will be rewritten, tastefully so, and befitting the role. His behaviors will be better than suggested, his movements even more so, all the while keeping the essence of his character alive.

The Three Dragons don't stand a chance. This show will be his.


The Great Familiar Audition
After having returned to the school after so long away, Califleur has not been pleased to have lost her ward, and she had not been afraid to let it be known upon Kuja's return. He'd needed a change of clothes immediately after, and he'd spent a half an hour brushing his hair to get it back to where he liked it. Never underestimate a big cat's capacity for affection.

Though she had returned to her usual almost aloof behaviors once she got her excitement at having found Kuja again under control, she had refused to leave his side. Where he slept, she curled nearby. Where he went, she swaggered alongside. What he did, she kept quiet watch over. Nothing he could say or do would reassure her or get her to ease off.

Just as well, having seen random and odd animal gatherings around the grounds, moreso than usual, Kuja found himself glad of her presence. With her around, most of the creatures about cast a wary glance at the size of those paws and the width of that mouth and decided to look elsewhere for someone to mooch off of. He found it amusing each time, knowing Califleur as he did, knowing that she would do nothing to them unless they threatened her or her master.

Until the one little black kitten crawled up to them, eyes so big, mewling so squeaky...


Hailfight
Exasperating. That's what this was. Half of the campus grounds had become a battlefield, and truth be told, he had had more than his fill of violence for one lifetime and then some. Some of the students fought with a grudge, others earnestly seemed to be enjoying what they were doing.

For his part, Kuja tried to avoid the skirmishes, giving them wide berths where he needed. Where he couldn't, or where he found hailstones darting in his direction on purpose, he raised small shields to deflect the attacks. In their defense, Califleur would occasionally leap up into the air between the hailstones and their intended target - either herself or Kuja - and transform into a large globe to let the ice collide with her harmlessly and shatter into a hundred pieces.

It turned out to be a bother for both of them, but he did still have need of leaving his dorm for one reason or another.

Lena Kaligaris | Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

[travelpants]

Food Cartening
Lena is currently checking out the many food carts in Anastara, though she isn't sure of which food to get. Being the indecisive September that she is, decisions are getting a tad bit out of hand for her. Some of the food does remind her of food from home while others don't: it's a little confusing for her.

Right now, she is currently staring at one cart that is cooking up what might be the closest thing she could identify as gyros while Marly is trying to beg the food cart owner to give her some fish. Can someone tell her to just get one already?

Hailfight!
"Oh God, first the geese and the golems, now this?!?" she grumbles in panic as she is watching from one of the hallways when she witnessed hailstones coming over at the campus.

Unfortunately for her as she goes outside to check what has happened, she gets dragged into the hailstone fight by the arm and she is basically stuck between a rock and a hard place. Luckily, Marly comes to the rescue by batting the hailstones with her to send them back at the people who threw them at the first place.

She needs to find a better way to defend herself from these pesky things quickly before she gets pelted by plenty of them.

[burningbrighter]

familiar audition

"Where's Fluttershy when you need her?"

Sunset is currently surrounded by unhappy pets, trying to gently disentangle them. She'd volunteered at the Canterlot shelter a few times, but she couldn't talk to animals! She wasn't the expert!

She was holding a wayward guinea pig with a sack of gold coins in its mouth. She gently plucks it out and replaces it with an apple slice.

"...you know, I don't think stealing's going to get you an owner."

hailfight

"Is this---really---necessary?"

Yes, yes it is. Sunset's hunkered down behind an ice wall, a carefully crafted umbrella in front of her. She's trying to cast some fortifying spells on it so she can cross, and the simple green umbrella is now made of a much more solid canvas. She peeks out at the flying hailstones, nearly gets nailed---and it's back behind the barrier.

"...why is teleportation forbidden magic? Could really use it right now!"

Sylvando | Dragon Quest XI S (SMK CRAU) | OTA

[smilingarmor]

Performance of a Lifetime

The Great Sylvando be content with just a bit part? Perish the thought, darling! Not only would he steal the show, he'd give these enthusiastic but somewhat rude youngsters few lessons in proper showmanship.

For now though, if they wanted ad-libbing, they'd get ad-libbing. Sylvando's role as the hapless faculty member was quickly becoming comedy gold, as he took to commentating on every one of the dragons' overdramatized lines and actions, getting the audience involved be treating them as though they were all watching the events of the 'war' play out together. "My, my," he said to the nearest audience members, "that move could tip the scales. But that other fellow may claw his way to victory yet! What do you think?"

Familiar Auditions

"No, no, darlings, you've got to really put your little hearts into it," Sylvando said to the group of rats in front of him. In other circumstances, what he was doing would look ridiculous. Under current circumstances... well, it still looked pretty ridiculous, but at least it made a bit more sense. He was leading a group of familiar rats through a new dance routine, while his own familiar Magdalena alternated between washing a paw and gazing at his 'students' with what seemed to be a combination of amusement and pity. So sad they weren't cats; then they wouldn't have to go through all this trouble to make themselves more appealing as familiars.

"Follow me now. Left-paw, right-paw, left-paw, step-step-turn, and shake those tails! Now you're getting it!"

The Foodcartening

If there was one thing everyone could get behind, it was good food. And while the foods featured here weren't quite gourmet faire, they were all proving delicious. Sylvando was currently contemplating seeking out some desert while happily munching on a grilled spiced meat and vegetable skewer, a glass of wine in his other hand and his familiar sitting by his feet, finishing off a grilled shrimp skewer of her own with evident enjoyment. "What do you think, Magdalena?" he said, ostensibly to his cat, but well within earshot of anyone nearby. "Should we try some crepes next, or perhaps one of those adorable little fish-shaped pastries, hmm?"

June (Mc)Duck | DuckTales 2017

[sweetsummerchild03]

Performance of a Lifetime

June had only really heard a little about plays, and while she'd been allowed to read a couple of plays before, she certainly had never heard of a flash mob before. So when the performers suddenly start putting on the show in the middle of the Great Hall, she is more than a little confused.

Especially one some of the performers pull her forward, trying to get her to act with them.

"Huh...? But what am I supposed to do?"

The Great Familiar Audition

"Aww...! They're all so cute!"

June is currently sitting on the ground surrounded by a variety of animals, each trying to clamber over her to get her attention. Meanwhile she's holding two cats in her arms.

"I wanna take you all home! But I think there are other people you belong to?"

Hailfight

Taking refuge in one of the bunkers, June watches as the hailstones fall outside of the small shelter. Thinking for a moment, she then gets an idea.

"Oh, I know!" Excitedly she jumps to her feet and retrieves the special wand she'd found. Unfortunately, the simple motion of pulling it out from her robes is enough of a gesture to create a large gust of wind that sends the hailstones flying away. So while it does clear the area a little, now people also have to worry about the sharp gust in addition to hail falling everywhere.

"Um...oops!"

Harley Quinn | Batman: The Animated Series

[textbookcase]

(ooc: Please note that for all prompts, Harley is not wearing her costume, mask, or makeup. Thank you!)

Performance of a Lifetime
You want me to play the court jester?! [Harley's outraged question can be heard by even those not directly participating in the play if they're in the vicinity. The woman is pushing some very festive, colorful garb back into the hands of a fellow student, one of the locals who looks very puzzled as to how they struck such a nerve.] Nuh-uh, no way, buddy! Now take this back before I make ya!

The Great Familiar Audition
[Harley has all sorts of familiars flocking to her. It's like they know she's an animal lover, or something, and she's loving every minute of it. Her own familiar, a perpetually an egg, is snugly kept in her pocket, but with a snake coiled around her left arm, an owl perched on her head, a cat at her heels and a couple of rats just scurrying about in her robes... Well, Harley's wondering something:]

Gee, ya think a gal could have more than one familiar?

Della Duck | DuckTales (2017)

[noimpulsecontrol]

The Great Familiar Audition
[For whatever reason, it seems that rats are particularly drawn to Della in this whole quest to become someone's familiar. The problem there is that Della already has a familiar-- a bat. Specifically, he's a little red flying fox she calls Dogfight. And while he's a fruit bat, so the rats aren't in danger of being eaten, he's not above divebombing them to keep them away from "his" wizard. Della is having a heck of a time trying to keep him in check, and calls out to passers-by:]

Hey, buddy! You get a familiar yet, because I think these little rats will be happy to fill the role!

The Food Cartening
[There's so many options at the food carts that Della's having a hard time picking just one menu to look at. She keeps moving from cart to cart, not to mention seeing what others have picked up as they head to leave. At some point, she might even get to you!]

Ooh, that smells good! What is it?

Aziraphale / Mr. Fell

[temptationaccomplished]

The Food Cartening
[Mr. Fell is no stranger to the food carts, not from his previous stay, and not since he re-arrived. He's very much a patron of anything that looks remotely good to eat, and he's got to try it all, including anything the breweries have to offer.]

You simply must try the sauce.


The Food Cartening 2: Electric Booglaoo
[One of the dangers of sampling all the wares at the breweries is that one does have their limits on blood-alcohol content, even when one isn't technically even human. Fell is lingering around the event, sloshed and perhaps a bit tired and irritable, or maybe overly good-natured. It just depends on when you catch him.]

Erik

[sentbytheseer]

The Great Familiar Audition
[The little bat who is officially his familiar is tucked away under the spikey-haired young man's hood, hidden from the daylight, but there's another familiar of sorts (is it a familiar? Erik's not really sure it qualifies, or if it's just a stray dog)--a moderately sized white, brown, and black dog with a fluffy coat--who has suddenly become his new best friend, circling him and keeping pace beside him. And yeah, alright, maybe he brought it on himself by feeding the dang thing, but there were food carts right there and who could really resist?[

I can't taken you home with me, really. Who do you belong to, because you've got to belong to someone else. I don't know where you think you're going to live in the school.

Hey, pal, are you missing a dog?