Mod Account for Diatu Magicademy ([personal profile] magicademymods) wrote in [community profile] diatu2019-02-06 03:27 pm
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Let The Games Begin


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


    Diatu Magicademy is open to you in all its glory. Have fun!
spellswords: (> but i'm worried)

[personal profile] spellswords 2019-02-12 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[It sounds like it would make an interesting story, at least, but she doesn't press for details given the situation right now. She's miserable for a lot of reasons at the moment but the cold is at the forefront of it. And the only one she can feasible find a solution to.]

No, I am fine. I simply wish to be inside. [He doesn't even look cold...] You wouldn't happen to know where I am suppose to go, do you? [Are they suppose to be somewhere specific now that they've all been dumped here? She doesn't know. If they gave instructions before this she hadn't been listening.]
sublimelymagnificentblitz: (big grin)

[personal profile] sublimelymagnificentblitz 2019-02-12 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
That's the help I was offerin' ya! [Jecht rolls his eyes, even if he can't keep from grinning a little.] The way you're huddled up you're gonna turn into an ice cube before you get halfway there. Not that I know where your 'there' is. You after food or tryin' to get to your room or what?
spellswords: (> we should talk about this)

[personal profile] spellswords 2019-02-22 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Good question. She isn't even sure but when he brings up food she thinks of warm hot chocolate. Nothing could sound more appealing.]

I would not mind something warm to drink so perhaps food.
sublimelymagnificentblitz: (fist pump)

[personal profile] sublimelymagnificentblitz 2019-02-22 02:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Awright, we're headed that way! [Jecht points out the way! Then heads that way with long strides, setting the pace. C'mon, girl! Huddling over and slouching ain't gonna get you there!]