Let The Games Begin

[magicademymods]

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!

Comments

[gender_neutral]

"Well yes, of course. If we were not aware we wouldn't get even half the jokes we do now, and we have already been thin on humor of late."

[king_of_egypt]

"Well now I've heard everything." In fact he might need to take a seat. If V was from a fictional story then by extension they ALL could be. They just weren't all aware that their worlds only existed because someone else thought to conceive them.

There was really no use in fretting over the possibilities however since for all practical purposes they were all still key in their own stories and their worlds needed them to function.

[gender_neutral]

"I rather doubt that." After all, V had hardly begun speaking. "Everything is rather broad category."

[king_of_egypt]

"Ah- it was just a figure of speech," Atem swiftly corrected. He had no doubt that V would be capable of expanding on a wide variety of subjects.

[gender_neutral]

"Ah. I understand."

[king_of_egypt]

There was a natural lull in the conversation, which gave Atem more time to reflect on everything that had been said. This was a peculiar dimension indeed where the fabric of time, space, and reality all seemed to operate differently than anywhere else.

"Say-....." Speaking of quiet. "Where did our familiars get to?"

[gender_neutral]

V blinked. "Right, I was attempting to be more in the habit of being aware of that..." V looked around, then spotted Willard hiding perched atop something decorative up near the shadows, stalking the shiney with his eyes.

"Huh. I did not know this web comic even had shadows, must be an art upgrade."

[king_of_egypt]

"They slipped my mind as well," Atem replied with an edge of regret. They were now responsible for these creatures after all. It was easier to spot the familiar posing as a bird, and from there they were able to follow it's line of sight to Capricius. ".... I don't believe we are still in your webcomic." He gently suggested. "Wouldn't it be bizarre for the artist to employ so many different art styles into one story?"

[gender_neutral]

"You didn't see the crayon drawing flashbacks," V said dryly.

[king_of_egypt]

"You are correct there. I did not." Guess that meant he stood corrected.

[gender_neutral]

V nodded. "At least they were better than the question and answer filler comics in that they at the least, advanced the plot in some meaningful way."