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!

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it's alright :)

[intellectualstrategist]

...! [ so she's kind of surprised that this thing can form a coherent thought and speak, because the ones from home could barely walk without tripping over themselves. she's still got her guard up though, because maybe they were evolving. ] Not dangerous? Ha, that's a good one. [ she can't believe she's entertaining the idea and talking to this 'girl'. ] I've seen your kind rip apart my classmates and god only knows who else! Why the hell should I trust you?

;w; ♥

[revidolize]

[Of course, it's crazy to believe a freaking zombie who says she's not dangerous, but it's the truth, so what else can she do about it? This girl is so adamantly against her that it takes her back to the time that she was shot on sight. She doesn't want to cause problems, but she doesn't want to experience something like that again...]

Y-You're talking about in movies and things like that, though!? Right!?

[But she does specifically say "classmates"... There's no way that she's from a world that has real zombies in it, right...?

She thinks this as she realizes that she is from a world in which there are real zombies. As far as she knows, they're different so long as— they've awakened. Before that, they did seem to be pretty traditional...

Aaaaah, if only she knew the logistics of it all herself!!]

A— Anyway! I won't hurt anyone!

[She gets to her knees in a patch of half-snow, half-muddy grass, and performs a traditional Japanese dogeza, trying to show some good behavior. She might be shaking a lot during the process, though.]

[intellectualstrategist]

[ it certainly is crazy and honestly saya is wondering if she didn't hit her head on a routine run through the city and dream up this magical school full of extremely weird shit. for a half second she considers pinching herself, but maybe she'll take care of that later, just to be sure. ]

Movies? I wish. No, my home is gone because of them. [ how it happened doesn't even matter. ] There's virtually nothing left, because everything's gone to hell.

[ saya had seen too many people killed to be able to stay her anger, so she continues glaring daggers at the poor zombie girl. ]

And how do I know you won't get hungry and look for a nibble? What else do you eat besides human flesh? [ and the occasional brain. ]

[ but she seems really adamant about not hurting anybody, not to mention she's already proved to be infinitely more intelligent. when she gets onto her knees saya's gaze softens, a sigh following as she looks aside and tries not to regret the decision she's about to make. ] How did it happen? Why are you like this? [ she means to ask how she can talk and, well, appear normal without being normal. saya takes a step closer, offering her a hand. ] Get up.