February Event and Intro Log
Orientation Week/Magic Mayhem
The campus of Diatu Magicademy stretches out before you, confused and chaotic and surging with energy. Where are you headed? To your dorm or suite, to get settled? Maybe you need some food now? Wherever you head off to as your first stop, you have to deal with the snow. Helpful or proud students are passing out various magical remedies to get you where you need to be -- umbrellas with a nasty tendency to dump snow directly onto other people nearby, an iron tube that projects fire but appears to have no off switch, snowshoes that keep you slightly too high off the snow and thus provide no friction for stopping...
Familiar Follies
Familiars do not harass or harm each other as a rule -- but that doesn't mean they have no pecking order, and the week of Orientation finds them all jockeying for status and position as suits them. This can take the form of pranks, displays, competitions, or simple physical assertiveness towards each other. The goal is simply to be seen as superior by the student body. New wizards especially may find themselves surprised at this behavior of their familiars...
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 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.)
Furthermore, they request to perform a few spells on you for testing purposes. It is, quite regrettably, possible that if you consent to this testing, you will come away with a temporary side effect -- a slight change of hair color, traveling two steps for every one you take, one hand moving about a second behind the arm it should be attached to, or being ridden by a penguin. No need to worry, these changes won't last more than a day!
Wonders Await
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Familiar Follies OTA
But that was neither here nor there. What was here was this odd place and what was there was... Willard. Blackwing was Elven Gods only know where, and instead V had... Willard. Who at the moment looked rather much like a bobcat trying to convince the world it was a tiger. And failing. Oh, Willard was making a fairly good showing of himself in the pecking - or should that be clawing - order, but there was no imagination strong enough to make that actually look like even a poorly drawn tiger, let alone a competent one.
Peridot | Steven Universe
[Peridot is over the moon about those snowshoes. Sure, they're not the most practical things... But they reach higher than the substitute limb enhancers Steven had given her, back home! She's far too excited to be tall(er) again, and in her giddy mucking about through the snow, it's all too easy for the Gem to slip and fail to catch herself.
Someone else does, though - whether it's intentional or not. Oops.]
...Ugh.
Familiar Follies
Cornelius, stop trying to light the other familiars on fire!
[Oh god make him stop. Seriously, Peridot has no idea how to handle this foot-tall flame and his displays of fire - displays that he intentionally brings very close to any other familiar that wanders by. And some non-familiars that he may mistake for the real thing.]
orientation. herp.
Not a fan of the snow or something? It's not that bad.
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Familiar Follies
Mostly what he was trying, however, was V's patience.
However the most disappointingly impressive bit came when Willard tried to use the Dragonturtle's steam breath.... and mostly just spat out gouts of water in the general direction of Cornelius....
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Orientation Week/magic Mayhem
Dare you follow those odd booted prints away from the main group?
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She gingerly stepped along the path, calling out in the hopes of finding them safe and sound. "Hello?"
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Re: Orientation Week/magic Mayhem
Re: Orientation Week/magic Mayhem
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Webby Vanderquack | Ducktales 2017
[So, she belongs to Ka, eh? She has no issues with this! A forbidden, lost art suits her perfectly. She's headed to the dorms to check over everything, only to find out that she doesn't live in the Spirals like all the other students. She and the other Ka live in Makerion Keep, a haunted former fortress.
CAN THIS DAY GET ANY BETTER?!
She's swinging from the rafters, calling out and not noticing her fellow students just yet.]
C'mon, come out already! I promise you can haunt me and I won't mind! I live with a ghost back home! ... I mean, kind of, he doesn't "live" with us, he's dead. You get the idea.
Oreintation Week - Locked to Lena
[With 'home' settled, it's time to explore the rest of the grounds. Webby's so excited she wants to explore every single inch of every place. She giggles to herself, running around, and nothing could possibly distract her -
Except a very familiar shade of violet.
She stops in her tracks. Absolutely freezes. Did she see...?
Slowly - very slowly - she turns her head, not daring to hope, as she'd been hoping every night in the McDuck mansion. Her breath catches, and suddenly everything else is forgotten. Her voice, when she finally speaks, is uncharacteriascally quiet and shaky.]
... Le... Lena?
Familiar Follies
[Again, it's exploration time, but for a whole new reason. She's checking behind curtains, under tables, calling out...]
Jorry! Here, Jorry! Where did you go? Aw, if I lose my familiar on my first day, I bet I'm gunna get in so much trouble...
[She's only had her familiar for a handful of hours and has already fallen in love with it. Help her search?
... Also it's a snake. Also it might be slithering up your leg.]
Research On the Sundered
[So, here's the thing - when the wizards asked Webby to "relate what they will of their homes", she believed this required giving them the full details about one Scrooge McDuck. After all, he's a very important part of her world.
You, poor soul, see her get pushed out the door, at hour three of Scrooge-A-Thon.]
Hey! Wait! I didn't get to the part about Fort Duckberg and the Panama Canal!
[That's definitely a lock clicking on the other side. Webby bangs on the door a bit, indignant.]
I'll come back with a slideshow! ... A magic slide-show! And it'll have zombies!
Wildcard
[Make your own prompt!]
familiar follies.
No. Shhhh. [ she reaches out and clamps her fingers over his beak. at the moment her familiar's taken the form of a bird and he's perched himself on her shoulder to complain. or, rather, he'd intended to set up a joke about being nothing but
skin andbones, but she's not interested in hearing the punch line. ]I don't want to- eh? [ she stills, feeling something crawling up her leg and- ] SNAKE! [ saya kicks her leg and sends the poor snake flying... hopefully straight into webby's arms. ]
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saya takagi | hotd
[ if saya looks like hell it's because she's been through hell. one minute she's standing in the middle of an undead swarm and the next minute she's colder than colder and standing on the set of harry fucken potter. except not really. she's a pissed off popcicle and her first order of business is going to be heading to her dorm: purifel. she'll grab the fire tube in passing and aim it directly at the ground in front of her, clearing the snow without so much as breaking a sweat. ]
Move [ she scowls. ] first degree burns are no joke. [ ... ] Not to mention this thing doesn't have an off switch, so I'll say it once more... move.
💀 familiar follies.
[ her familiar, bonsey, has taken the form of a cat, and he's currently sitting in front of saya while she thumbs through a book. she doesn't seem to paying him any mind, but she's occasionally peering at him from over the edge of the book. why, because she knows what he's up to. unlike most of the familiars ( or so it seems ) he can talk, and he'd told her all about this hazing exercise earlier. ]
[ he'll wait until another stupid with a familiar comes by and the moment they're in range he's going to shake, rattle, and roll - his bones clattering together as he changes from small cat to large dragon - surprise! ]
[ saya lifts her book up a bit further, stifling a snort from behind it. ]
💀 wildcard.
Hit me up @respawnin321 on plurk if you're interested in something else.
Magical mayhem
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orientation & magical mayhem.
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Orientation
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ORIENTATION; it is time
is she wearing her makeup or... (屮｀∀´)屮
OOPS my bad, no she is not!!
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Louie Duck | DuckTales (2017)
[This Valhudor student is quick to make a beeline through the snow and straight for his dormitory. Cold is bad - and he isn't sure about this specific kind of magic, either. Besides, while he's not new to sharing a room, he's new to sharing a room with new people. All his life, he's roomed with his brothers, after all.
He's excited to meet new friends, even if he won't admit that, because it sounds way too cheesy. Besides, with that excitement comes nerves, and it's easier to act detached. Potential rejection will be less harmful that way.
So when he enters the room where he'd be staying with up to four others, he avoids saying anything right away. Instead, he just settles into a chair with a contented sigh.]
Orientation Week/Magic Mayhem (II)
[He's got to leave the dorm eventually, and that means facing the snow... He's very short. This isn't going to be pretty, and a simple slip finds him lying on his back in a snowbank. He groans.]
Help?
[What a great way to start things off.]
II
An odd three fingered hand was offered down to aid the odd strange creature.
V was still new to this teamwork thing, but hey, someone was trying.
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Lloyd Irving | Tales of Symphonia
thankfully, the other students here were more than willing to lend a hand… in a way. almost as soon as he stepped out into the halls, Lloyd was given an umbrella to keep the snow off. he actually didn't mind the snow too much, especially since he didn't get to see it all that often, but he wasn't one to turn down someone else's kindness!
it's just a shame that he never seems to notice when his umbrella dumped a stupid amount of snow on any poor sap that happened to cross paths with him. his poor brain's been overtaken by his stomach. ]
Where's the cafeteria around here…?
[ if there's one thing Lloyd is all for, it's about getting home as quickly as possible. it's not that he dislikes the school or (perish the thought) is actually bored of it! but he does have a mission to do back home, one that's fairly important and a little time-sensitive. so while playing the role of magic student, he will absolutely be helping the wizards do what they can to help those like him -- so long as it's humane.
he's fresh out of a spell session in this instance, none worse for the wear… except those who were around him when he first went for the tests will notice his hair is becoming several shades redder — and thanks to his hair sticking up in every direction away from his face, he doesn't even notice.
he spots a familiar face as he lingers in the hall: one of the folks that also volunteered to help with spell testing. perhaps you? ]
Hey! You just got done?
[ the wildcard option! i can do either prose or brackets; whatever you're comfortable with! ♥ ]
Research
[Peridot is similarly focused on returning home. She also doesn't see how much actual damage a spell could do to her, longterm, considering her unique form. So she'd volunteered. She recognizes Llyod from waiting to be called in, though she hadn't paid enough mind to him to really notice that his hair color has changed - just that something looks different - so she just kind of squints at him for a bit. She moves to take a step closer to further investigate, but her legs seem to involuntarily take an additional step when she does so.]
...What just happened?
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Orientation Week/Magic Mayhem I am so sorry.
NEVER BE SORRY I LOVE THIS
oh dear no I'm still sorry! partly for being slow
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yugi mutou | yu-gi-oh!
[ as soon as he realizes what's going on he's going to be doling out apologies. he didn't know that this thing was doing more than keeping his head clear of snow, but he supposes he should have known that the stuff had to go somewhere or... something. he doesn't think about it for too long and, instead, closes the umbrella and... now he's covered in snow. he shakes his head, unable to keep from laughing, because this is just plain ridiculous. ]
[ later on he'll be at the aer et calculum dorms looking to get settled and introduce himself to his housemates. oh, and his familiar, peregrin! who is a cat. yep. just a normal cat. there's nothing strange to see here. certainly not a set of fins and a fish tail. ]
👑 research on the sundered.
I... I can't believe this. [ but he should. nothing should surprise him anymore. he shakes his head and just accepts the fact that he's more or less become a walking rave. the side effect he's got is that his already crazy hair has become a multi color light show. at least it's just for a day??? ]
At least I don't need to invest in a flashlight. [ not that he thought he'd need one in a world full of magic, but, hey, he's got to look at some kind of bright side. ]
[ he leaves and notices that he's not the only one to have agreed to being tested on, so he turns to you, ] Never again, [ he cracks a small smile. ] amirite? [ he's half kidding. ]
👑 wildcard.
[ surprise me! or hit me up @respawnin321 on plurk for some plotting. ]
Housemate!
Don't mind the odd stick figure elf puttering around, glaring at things, and constantly looking around, expecting a trap.
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Hel | Valkyrie Connect
"This is ridiculous...." Hel lamented to herself as she tried to maintain some sense of dignity as she crossed the school grounds, dodging mis-aimed streams of fire and snow falling off the umbrellas. These helpful students passing out these objects were just exacerbating the problem. The colder temperatures were also disagreeable to her. "If they knew it was going to be like this they should have kidnapped Skadi instead.." Said without any explanation whatsoever but they didn't call that Jotun an Ice Queen for nothing. She would have been right in her element here.
Getting an idea, she pulled out the peculiar item that had been called to her upon arrival. A most frustrating piece of cloth that no matter how many times you tried to unfold it there was always more material to go. After unfurling a length from it, she called out to a student lingering near the door of the building, "You there, catch." It wasn't a question or a request but a command as she threw one end of the cloth towards them. "Now spread it on the ground..." This way she would have a clear path through the snow without the risk of slipping.
Research On the Sundered
"You can just stop right there," Hel spoke up when there was talk of collecting samples. Sure, she had agreed to meet with these representatives only because she did wish to find a way home but she wasn't comfortable becoming a test subject for their research. "The last Aesir that was submitted to something like this ended up never returning." Mercifully she left out the Valkyrie's name since if word somehow managed to get back to Asgard it could mean trouble for the clone that was posing as the missing person. The clone herself believed she was the genuine article besides.
For the moment, the people in charge of her inspection let the matter go but they might have mentioned the idea of testing a few spells on her instead. "What kind of an idiot do you take me for? Who is going to agree to that?"
Re: Hel | Valkyrie Connect
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Atem | Yu-Gi-Oh!
Trying to familiarize himself with his new surroundings, Atem was exploring the building when he came upon a common area filled with other sundered looking just as out of their element as he was. An innocuous looking crystal floated by his side as a he strode into the room. Pausing only a few feet in, he surveyed the room looking for anyone bearing a resemblance to someone he would know. So far, he hadn't been having any luck. For what purpose was he brought here? Better yet, why were any of them brought here? He thought the days of not having any answers were long behind him.
Atem turned to leave the room, when a few yelps of surprise stopped him in his tracks. Wheeling around to find the source of the disturbance he realized that Capricius Crystallius, that innocent looking crystal, was now in the center of the room using it's telekinesis to lift the other familiars in the room. Ie. It was showing off for no legitimate reason. "For Ra's sake....." He said more to himself before moving over to his creature trying to figure out how to reign it in.
"Capricius! Put them down!" He shot a few apologetic looks as he raised his hands defensively in front of him. "I'm sorry. I really.... I don't know what's gotten into him." Rather than releasing it's hold Capricius answered in chimes, and Atem was clueless as to what any of that meant. "Uh- is there..... anyone..." He trailed off. They were all just as new at this as him, there wasn't anyone readily available to ask for assistance. In a decidedly authoritative voice he addressed the crystal again. "That's enough!"
Other
[I'm open to suggestions if you have something else in mind!]
Oh gods... I kind of have to do this...
The creature, looking like a starling that is wearing feather extensions was flying around the other familiars, trying to reach the shiny.
"Someone kindly remind me why it is that I felt that respecting my familiar was a sign of character growth rather than insanity. Before he is out of range for a thrown weapon, please."
Because for some reason quickened lightning bolt WAS NOT WORKING.
Follow those impulses XD
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Sunset Shimmer | My Little Pony: Equestria Girls
Sunset's head is definitely spinning. She's going to learn new magic? That's awesome! There's music involved? Even more awesome! That most of her friends aren't here with her is not so awesome, but she's doing her best to step forward with a smile anyway.
After some observation, she wisely chooses not to accept any of the snow-crossing gifts, and can be found huddled under a nearby archway, watching the mayhem from a distance with her notebook in hand.
"New magic, new chaos. Some things never change---achoo!"
And she sneezes. Maybe it's a little cold and damp for her fun observations.
familiar follies
Sunset is fond of her familiar, but...he's a handful. He's a floating mass of eyes and tentacles, pretty scary looking, actually...and he's very prone to bumping into things. That might've been your familiar he just bumped into, and a tap of his eye sent the victim bouncing away as if pushed by a forcefield.
"Monarious! Hey! Um...maybe we should settle down, huh? Sorry, I'm so sorry!"
She sighed, reaching out (carefully) to gather him close. One of the tentacles was safe to touch, she'd figured out, as all it did was send a warmth up her arm.
"Yeah. Uh. Don't worry, I've got him. All good now!"
wildcard
[Anything else? Maybe a nice cozy day in the Eiather dorms? Infiltrating the library? It's all good!]
snow business
"..Are you falling ill? I have a few herbs that might help."
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familiar follies - platypuses makes little puppy growls it's super cute
Re: familiar follies - platypuses makes little puppy growls it's super cute
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Seto Kaiba | Yu-Gi-Oh!
"Are you out of your mind?"
Well, this is already going swimmingly! There's a hulking giraffe of a teenager in white looming over the proceedings, scowl permanently fixed to his face. He's really trying not to explode too much, but it still comes out in a hiss as he pinches the bridge of his nose.
"After what you've done to us, you expect us to trust you with our DNA? You've sworn not to willingly hurt us, but all of this was an accident, wasn't it? No way. And the rest of you should really think twice...but hey, it's not my decision." He swivels on his heel and storms out of the hall, something he'll be doing quite a bit these first few days. Yeah, he's totally taking this well.
library, sweet library
Later, the fuming teenager arrives at the Starchime Library, books stacked high on his table with notes carefully laid out. He'd really rather not be hit with any more nasty surprises, so he intends to gain a basic working understanding of everything he can before classes begin.
For a while, this works. Magic in this world is surprisingly structured, which is better than what he was hoping for. Working mathematical formulas in Modification will be familiar, even. But after a few hours the absolutely baffling effects described absolutely boggle the mind, and he rests his forehead in the cradle of his fingers with a low groan.
"This is an absolute nightmare."
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[Mayhem in the Purifeul dorms? Your cat causing a ruckus? Just let me know!]
library.
Bonesy ( having taken the form of a skeletal cat ) lifted his head and looked from Kaiba to Saya and then back to Kaiba. "Doth thee has't to beest so loud, this is a library aft'r all." Saya rolled her eyes, lifting a book to swat him with. "Yeah, it is, so you should shut your yap too." Bonesy rattled with laughter, moving out of range and then settling back down. "That's what I thought." And then to Kaiba, "You sound like you're thoroughly enjoying yourself." #Sarcasm.
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Eleven | Dragon Quest XI
[He accepts his pile of newly acquired supplies and attempts to navigate the hall without running into anyone. Everything is then set on the nearest available surface and treated to an investigation.
The coat is most immediately useful, he decides. The books, quills, and paper are set aside to peruse later, but his familiar protests when he wraps up the food and water. The orange tabby winds around his legs and treats him to her most endearing face. He can't help but smile]
Later. We need to find our House first.
[Further inspection reveals one change of normal clothes, and another colored in differing shades of blue. A uniform for when classes start, he supposes. He recognizes most of the other items or else reads a few labels, but the razor he regards like a foreign object]
Well, it isn't a pair of gloves..
Library
[Classes might not start for a week, but that's no reason not to familiarize himself with the material. Eleven takes to the library with utter ease and looks through his textbooks along with a few from the library shelves.
Reading up on the world's religion as it relates to his house, he's decided to and look for information about their Gods only to stumble across a line concerning their lack of believers.]
I wonder why they fell out of favor..
[That seems important. His cat familiar doesn't offer an opinion and instead stretches over his lap. Small wonder Eiather isn't well-respected if that's true. Not seeing anything to further inform him about this mystery, he closes the tome with a sigh and glances over his textbooks]
Where to start..?
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Ah, no- my name is Eleven. [He stresses the point, already flustered one whole question into the process.] I came of age a few months ago.
[Where he's from? He goes to tell them he came from his World Tree, then realizes at the last moment that they don't seem to have one and at the end of it, all that comes out is] A tree.
[While it's true in the deepest sense of things, they laugh and he realizes they think he means he fell out of a tree when he arrived here. Which.. well, he won't think about that]
Erdrea. [He ducks his head and scrubs at his face with one hand. Goddess above, why is he so bad at this?] I'm from Erdrea,
[The embarrassment passes when they catch sight of the sigil on his left hand, and though he moves to cover it, it's not quick enough. He freezes when the inevitable question comes]
I.. I don't know; I've always had it. [That used to be true some months ago, but now he's lying, and winces along with it. At least the researchers agree to drop it.
He gets nervous when they ask about samples, though]
I'd rather you didn't. [He doesn't expect how easy it is to refuse, but his stomach leaps at the thought that they might be able to divine his true nature from one of those samples.
Test spells? Eleven shifts and grips his arm at the elbow]
What sort of spells..?
[He glances off, seeking distraction, and alights on the Sundered next to him with a relieved smile. They seem to be going through the same process with a different pair of researchers, but he catches their eye and tips his head, hoping they're all right]
What do you think?
Other
If you'd like to play around with anything else, hit me up here or feel free to ping me on
Research
[She's had enough samples taken of her by her own mother to last a life time. If it wasn't required now, she wasn't going to do it.
She paused and considered.]
And spells. I draw the line at samples and spells. I suspect we'll get enough of them cast on us in the coming days as it is.
[It was rather hard to see her eyes though... she had on a large, circular diving bell for a helmet, the porthole glowing a soft green. And wore an incomplete diving suit to go with it. All in all, aside from her voice it was rather difficult to tell she was even a she. The large needle strapped to her left arm was quite deadly looking, but she seemed to be being very careful with it. The Octopus attached to her back, however...
Well, it was looking extremely curious. For an octopus.]
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Fluttershy | My Little Pony: Equestria Girls
[Large crowds always made Fluttershy rather nervous. It was even worse now, in an unfamiliar world and with unfamiliar magic to learn to use. She was more than willing to try, but it was still going to take a bit of getting used to.
She mostly stood on the outskirts of the rest of the students, slowly wandering between the Eiather dorms and the rest of the school to try and get familiar with everything.
...She may have also borrowed some snowshoes from one of the magical students, and may find herself bumping into more people than she had hopped to.]
O-Oh! S-Sorry!
Familiar Follies
[Some students may feel...something beneath their feet. A presence...as the ground might somehow ripple underneath them, they may get the feeling that there is something quite...massive.
Some lucky few might catch the glimpse of something sticking out of the ground. A rock? But it's too round. Usually it's rather small, just the tip of it. But some might see it rising further from the ground - a dorsal fin - before feeling something nudge them from under their feet. A light bump, but moving underneath them nonetheless.
As the movement passes, Fluttershy follows soon after.]
Ballet...! Stop scaring people!
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((Something else in mind? Go for it! Or message me at
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Not your fault. ..I don't think they like us very much.
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Lena de Spell | DuckTales (2017)
[While Lena mostly keeps to herself during most of the chaos, it wasn't unusual to find her mingling a bit, mostly to get a feeling for what's awaiting them. She also stops in at the Purifeul dorms, just to make sure she knows where she'll be staying.
Eventually though, one might find her outside, making a snowman. Because this is clearly what they're supposed to be doing, right?
Also, be careful of any stray snowballs. Somebody's throwing stuff.]
Familiar Follies
[Up above, a large brown and orange bat can be seen divebombing a few of the smaller familiars. Despite being clearly a fruit bat, it still bares its teeth as it dives closer to smaller familiars with a short screech before pulling back up.
Nearby, Lena barely is paying attention.]
No. Nectormancer. Stop.
[Such concern.]
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((Something else in mind? Go for it! Or message me at
familiar follies.
Valorous heavens t's been a while since I've hadst to roar. [ saya meanwhile, is just standing there looking wholly unimpressed. ] I thought we were done with this. [ apparently not. ]
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"Woah!" Rin's staring wide-eyed at everything he comes across, jumping from place to place just to see what's up. He doesn't seem overly bothered in the snow even though he's just wearing his school jumper, cloak tucked into his carrier bag haphazardly. The perks of being powered by infernal flames, right?
"Hey, what's that?" He goes up and asks literally anyone, pointing at their familiar, their clothes, the cool looking item they're holding.
Research
He'd declined the samples, especially those that asked for blood. He just isn't comfortable with someone having the Blood of Satan in some vial for god-knows-who to use.
He did, however, consent to spells being tested on him - so now he's walking around with bright blue hair that sticks straight up and slightly luminous palms.
"This isn't even the weirdest thing to happen to me all week," he laughs at the spell caster, but he's easily overheard.
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"You must lead an interesting life," he comments, surveying his hands and relieved to find them ordinary. After a moment, he realizes he could actually make the same claim.
He hesitates when the wizard raises his wand with a contemplative look.
"Erm, I think that's enough for now."
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Aaron LeBlanc | OC
Aaron hesitated outside the campus as he held the items he was given, taking a moment to look over the campus outstretched before him. It was quite pretty with the snow. He would be quite ignoring the previous students with their magical items, heading very first off to locate his room - private, thank God. He took a minute to set his things down and arrange things more to his liking. He wouldn't take the time to change into his school uniform (wasn't his style) and would turn to head out and find the Eiather tower, wandering about for quite some time. He may or may not be lost.
Aaron would eventually find his way to the tower and figure out how to get in. He would take his time in the common room, really taking in the details of the space. From the large pocket at the front of his hoodie, a platypus could be seen sticking its head out to look at the room as well, seeming to be only half awake. Aaron especially lingered at the books that lined the walls, looking them over and trying to glean what sorts of writings he would likely be referencing in his coursework.
He would eventually leave (with the platypus burrowing back into the hoodie) and head back outside. Yes, this was going to be a change of pace. That wasn't a bad thing at all. Aaron ended up near another seemingly new arrival, his hands inside his hoodie to discourage the cold getting in to the tucked away platypus. "This really is an actual school, isn't it?"
II. Research On the Sundered - OTA
It is with a rather bored expression that Aaron sits down with the researcher, relaying information on anything the researcher can imagine to ask. Aaron seems to have no real qualm with talking about where he's from or what it was like, and spends a very long time with the researcher. Unlike answering questions about home, he does not allow them to take samples. He doesn't mind scientists, but he's seen some fucked up shit int he name of science and he's not going to be affiliated with such things.
He does acquiesce to spell tests, though. Much to his amusement his hair is turned blindingly hot pink, pin straight, and falls to his elbows. ("Oh! It'll go back to normal sometime, I promise! It's correct color and length and everything!") In addition, he seems to have very pronounced freckles now, though he isn't aware of those. He laughs loudly and speaks jovially.
"Well, at least now I don't blend in with the snow!"
III. Wildcard
[ Do whatever, no need to contact me unless you really feel like it.
Orientation/Eiather Tower
"Oh, uh-" He glanced around again, not entirely sure he was the one being spoken to, but no one else was around, so.. "It looks that way. I've only seen L'Academie de Notre-Maitre des Medailles before, but it's only for girls."
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Orisa | Overwatch
Magic Mayhem
These devices do not appear reliable.
[The massive hippotaur robot dismisses the offerings after considerations (and seeing a student or two get their bottom burnt). Instead, to those considering them, Orisa offers a cheerful wave as her four-paneled eye shields swivel to give her a ^.^ expression.]
I will gladly be of assistance to you instead!
Research on the Sundered
[Orisa steps out of the examination room very carefully, ducking her head and tucking her legs in as much as possible to fit her huge frame through the door. On the other side, she straightens up, uncurls her legs -- and her left arm promptly falls off.]
Oh dear. This is very inconvenient.
[She nudges at it with her fusion driver, trying to work the massive weapon underneath it with exactly as much success as one would think she'd have.]
I must remember to inform Efi about this. A magnetic retrieval option may be necessary...
Aet et Calculum Tower
[Orisa had been somewhat worried that the dormitory would not accommodate her. Other students had been placed in a different building because of special considerations, hadn't they? But surely the wizards here knew what they were doing...]
[With some trepidation, Orisa steps through the front doors of the tower, looking around, then up. If she projected her voice, she could communicate with everyone from here...]
Commencing greeting protocol. Hello, fello students! My name is Orisa, and I shall learn by your side!
Wildcard!
[so tell me whatcha want whatcha really really want]
Research
"That may be useful, but maybe I can help you for now?" He takes a moment to pull his hair so that his ponytail is tighter, then removes Purble from his hoodie and sets the little platypus a small distance away from them so that he would be safe. He lifts the arm up, letting Orisa get her right arm under it.
"Okay. Will it attach if we get it up to your - uh - shoulder? Or do you need help carrying it somewhere to get repairs?" He doesn't really want to pick the arm up fully until he knows what he's doing with it.
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The Great Jecht | FFX
[So here's Diatu's first introduction to Jecht. It's cold, snowing, icy, and miserable -- and here's this guy, snow melting on his skin because he's not wearing a shirt, bare feet buried in the snow -- and he doesn't even seem to notice!]
[Instead, Jecht's looking around the gathering with a sort of expression that tries to be impassive and just manages to be a little sullen. Ain't any pretending he's out of his element. Kids here go as young as a third his age... probably aren't dead, probably exist, a lot of things he isn't so good at. Pretty easy to mistake that look he's sporting for irritation at the cold and his own outfit though, right?]
Coming to new worlds I don't belong in's starting to get old.
Familiar Follies
Hey! Hey! You gonna take that from him?!
[Jecht's scolding a large owl, who is crouched behind his legs while another familiar darts left and right like for position, trying to get around and bully the owl some more. Jecht can't even really move or turn, because if he does, he's exposing his own to the aggressive one. Damn it.]
Who?
Oh, don't give me that! Urggh.
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Unfortunately, it is being a pain in the rump. On one hand, Yotsuyu might be amused if she weren't well aware of the fact that if they both weren't fairly clearly familiars, owls eat snakes. So that is why she strides gracefully up to the blue racer, snatches it up in a fist, and holds its face up near hers, hissing at it just as much as it's hissing at her. Its tail vibrates, setting up a buzzing racket.]
Just what do you think you are doing, pray tell? I did not put you up to this!
[ Yotsuyu gives the snake a small, vicious shake, before letting out an annoyed breath and letting it crawl around her neck. They must have some sort of agreement, because it does not immediately attempt to strangle her, even after somewhat rough treatment...]
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Yotsuyu goe Brutus | Final Fantasy XIV
[Yotsuyu does not trust these magical devices. None of them seem like they're safe to use, despite the fact that she truly, truly wants to get out of the snow as fast as she may. She ignores the offers of the helpful and the proud, and does her best to hurry towards the living quarters and her suite there. Rest assured that she is not being careful in the least in her haste, arms full of her books, her uniform, and a large, angry, buzzing blue snake who's as happy to be in the snow as she is.]
I know. We shall be there as fast as my frozen feet can carry me!
[Sorry if she bumps into you...though she herself probably won't be...]
Research on the Sundered
[Likely, it's only the glyphed contract that allows Yotsuyu to acquiesce to the samples taken--though acquiesce she does, surprisingly. It's through narrowed yellow eyes that she watches them clip a few strands of hair, a bit of blood, and a snip of skin.]
What, you do not wish to take a piece of nail as well? Or some spittle?
[Though at least for the moment--until the magical tests start--she is more amused than anything else. Yotsuyu even willingly relays information about Eorzea and Doma and the Empire. The ensuing magical tests don't hurt, though she is startled, of course, by the baby penguin who at this moment chooses to cling to her shoulder, as if she's some sort of mount for it.]
And what is the meaning of this, then??
[Doubtful that she herself would admit it, but the little thing is pretty darn cute. The fact that it should only last a day is in no way any comfort to her. Yotsuyu stalks out of the area, most likely heading back to her living quarters to endure the humiliation in solitude. Or pet the puffy little thing where no one can see her.]
Wild Card
[Ideas? Suggestions? Come at me, or if you want to chat, my Discord: A Duck#0728!]
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"Wow! I think that's the cutest familiar I've seen yet!"
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Alphinaud Leveilleur | Final Fantasy XIV
[Alphinaud has been one of the lucky ones to be given a pair of the snowshoes. It's a relief, of course, because the snow has accumulated to an uncomfortable level for hiking through, so now he can proceed without concerns of the coldness or the wetness as it clings to his ankles.
At least, he thinks so as he takes his first step, filled with confidence, and finds that he keeps going. He realizes at least that at this rate, he's like to crash, and so he lets his body fall backwards to avoid it. Unfortunately, this means that he's now bathing in the snow, and he drops the books and things he had meant to transport to his new living quarters. Hopefully they're magically inclined to not soak up the moisture of the snow?? The same could not be hoped for Alphinaud, though, and he sits up at once, already shivering from it while he tries to gather his belongings.]
Familiar Follies
[Though the cat that he has been assigned as a familiar had been amicable at their introduction, its personality seems a lot more assertive now. Indeed, Alphinaud realizes that there's a different air about all of the familiars. They seem intensely focused on one another, and, more accurately, a need to display some form of dominance. His cat, Topaz, often disappears from his side, and by the time he realizes it, there's such a showdown taking place.
Though Alphinaud would prefer his familiar not to engage in such displays, he also tells himself that this must be their way, and so he tries to hold himself back from calling it off. Sometimes, however, fearing for the safety of one or the other, he will step forward, holding out his hand to cease it.]
Topaz, that's enough!
Research on the Sundered
[Truthfully, Alphinaud stands as much to gain by this research. It seems necessary to returning him to his home, and even were it not, he is genuinely curious about the art. As such, he is polite and easily complicit with the request. He doesn't realize he's been affected with a side effect, however, and he takes his leave with his hair reflecting a nice shade of bubblegum pink.]
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[RIGHT THIS OPTION. I'm bad at toplevels so feel free to run into him elsewhere or whatever else!]
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Sorry- are you all right?
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Orientation / I'm going to assume this happens before our TDM thread if that's ok!!
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Sakura Minamoto | Zombie Land Saga
[One definitely a zombie girl steps towards the door, ready to start her new existence in this place. The snow isn't actually so bad... this time. It reminds her of the training camp that she did with her friends. The memory is a little hazy (and not spectacular, in all honesty), but it's a warm memory nonetheless despite the cold.
She's about to set forth into it, mostly following the crowd, but she is bestowed upon one of those nice umbrellas, which is quite a thoughtful gesture! She has it leaned slightly back as she walks so that she can take in the scenery, and she doesn't even realize that it's doing its thing and dumping all of its snow onto the passersby.]
Familiar Follies
[Sakura's familiar is... this bat. It's disheartening because she's seen the cute cats and owls that others have, and this one isn't... uncute necessarily, but it's a little scary. Rather, she can't help but find it a little scary. It seems to like her well enough, and that's great, but every time it flutters about, she screeches a bit in surprise.
And it's doing that quite often! Perching upon her shoulder one moment, and then immediately swooping down towards another familiar the next. It seems to enjoy antagonizing any that can't fly, dodging out of the way with fancy tricks at the last second as if it's a jet fighter or something. It's really kind of... childish, she thinks. Finally, she starts to get irritated that she can't take a single step without it zooming away, and so she reaches for it, trying to grab it out of the air (unsuccessfully, of course).]
Jeez, cut it out already!!
Research on the Sundered
[It's a strange request they ask of her, but it isn't like it can kill her or anything... She's already dead. That said, does she even have blood to offer? She looks at her own skin and wonders this. Probably...? Well, whatever. She permits the request and moves on, not really caring about the results, either way.
She definitely doesn't notice the penguin riding on her shoulder as she just assumes it's her bat familiar, buuuut... It isn't.]
Wildcard
[Any other scenarios A-OK too!]
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Webby shivers, and then shakes, trying to get all the snow off.]
Brrrr! ... Guess snow is snow, no matter what world it is.
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Ken Amada | Persona 3 Portable | OTA
Ken looks down at the piece of paper containing information about the house he is supposed to be apart of. “This is really happening then...” Ken isn’t sure how to feel. From Dark Hour to pretty magical academy. This is certainly a drastic change from what Ken thought his life would be like. How long would he even be here? They have to return home sometime, right? Would he be gone for months? Akihiko-san and the others are going to be worried sick about his sudden disappearance. “I’m sorry, everyone. I-I’ll be back soon, I swear it.” He says.
Ken pulls a heavier jacket around himself, a lot more prepared for the cold weather this time. Spotting someone sporting his house’s colors, Ken approaches. His polite excuse me’s are ignored and he’s treated like he is nothing more than invisible. Ken tries again and again, growing more and more annoyed with the same failed result popping up. He huffs before he stares down at his paper, glaring at it like it would burn it to ashes.
Familiar Follies
“Cappy-tan! Cappy-tan, where have you gone?”
Ken walks like a worried parent trying to find their child. Not too long ago his familiar had completely run off on him. Ken at first thought it was because there may have been dogs around. Or maybe another familiar that is dog shaped? Caprezo does look like a dog’s Go Fetch dream, after all, being nothing more than a bundle of sticks. But it turns out that wasn't the case. As Ken continues to walk around, he comes across Caprezo who is being a naughty little bundle of sticks. Ken is confused by his actions, though.
He is bothering someone else, furiously arranging himself into different shapes at the other person's familiar. Ken doesn't understand but he can imagine this is still a bother to them. Ken approaches, slightly out of breath. "I'm so sorry," He apologizes. "I don't know why he's doing this. He's usually a lot more calm."
Research on the Sundered
Ken only agrees to help because it's the right thing to do. It may even help in advancing attempts at getting people back home to their original...universes. That thought is still weird to him even if it is his own reality at the moment. The Dark Hour was odd but this is a whole other level from that. Ken sighs before following what the adult asks of him. Wait, they want what?! A look of distress comes across Ken's face. "W-Wait a minute--" He says, slowly backing up. "Blood?! You want my blood?! Why?" Ken didn't know how comfortable he felt about some magically extracting his blood from him. If it were any other person telling him this, he'd immediately assume it was something shady. Actually, even being told by a supposed magical expert sounds shady.
"I-I don't trust you!" He shouted.
Wonders Await
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Orientation
"Excuse me," he says, unconsciously repeating the boy's own mantra. "Do you need help?"
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