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diatu2021-10-11 10:34 am
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October Event Log
They bring an artifact, which apparently is draconic in nature, and to that extent, they ask to speak to Professor Ire regarding it. Naturally, the good Professor agrees, joining them on the Walk. Within one second of his arrival, golden chains of magic lash around his neck -- one from each of the visitors, who then begin to tighten them.
For those brave souls who wish to engage the foreign wizards, know this: they are powerful, strangely so, with an odd force behind their spells and defenses that explains how they are strong enough to corral a dragon. They show no emotion, they feel no pain, and they will not let their attack on Ire fade for a second. But this is their weakness: much of their power is bound up in that attack. Their focus is primarily on the dragon, and so they do not defend themselves by simply slaying all who oppose them. They have one mission and one mission only. They have assistance, though. One of them has opened a portal, allowing hordes of devilish imps to run loose, heedless of the damage they might cause. These imps are sharp-toothed, sharp-clawed, and terribly quick, and they desire only to hurt and kill. Of course, the students of Diatu Magicademy are no cowards, and no pushovers; spells fly in response, explosions fill the air and singe hair off those too close, and the battle is sudden chaos worsening every minute as more imps pour out of the portal and more students race from every corner of the campus to join the fray.
That question receives a partial answer when the entire island of Ascelion drops six feet straight down. The drop is faster than gravity, as if something is in fact trying to pull the island down -- which means all people and all things upon it fall slower than it descends. The impact that comes when the island suddenly stops, and stops its inhabitants a moment later, is bone-jarring. Items shatter and snap across the island, canals overtop their channels and pour water onto the streets, bruises and sprains and breaks from the sudden blow are not the worst injuries inflicted. Then the island begins to lurch about like a Valhudor student after five straight days of partying, spinning and twisting and jerking around in midair. Students tumble to the ground in droves, exposing themselves to the imps as the tide of battle suddenly shifts. And shifts somewhat back, as the Professors arrive on scene, their powerful magics making up for the loss of support from the students. Tumbling, pitching, tilting, whirling, but the battle rages on still. Run away or fight, or simply try to help however you can...
Grieve did not account for two things. First, Diatu is a ridiculous place. And second, he forgot that the Magicademy has one more sets of defenders. First one imp dies, cut in half by a sword stroke too swift for the eye. Then another, impaled by a spear which withdraws like the flick of an eyelash. Then a third, smashed ruthlessly as if by a giant's fist. Three allies arrive, to turn the tide: Ballet the Land Whale, wielding her sword; Tango the Land Dolphin, master of the spear; and Waltz the Land Wholphin, coming into her own as a student of the warhammer. With their ability to swim through the ground effortlessly, the cetaceans can strike at the imps from surprise and safety, which is all the forces of Diatu Magicademy need to begin pushing back! If you want to take out a wizard, close the portal, or sever the spells that bind Ire, now is the time to do it!
The wizards have been taken into custody, though it's probably futile; when the dragon's magic released their minds, they were only confused and baffled at their situations. They likely remember nothing. Ire is all right. Despite the pain of the attack, he's honestly touched that the school rallied to his defense. But the students, the Magicademy, the city -- all of them have suffered from being shaken like the fruit pieces inside a gelatin getting slapped. Injuries, some critical, and property damage, often extensive, spread out in waves. That was a pretty rough time of it. But at least now you can breathe. Right? RIGHT?! |
Sho Minamimoto OTA (CW: gun violence, violence, death mentions, bad math puns)
The first Minamimoto was aware anything was wrong was when the whole land started falling out from under them. He chalked the roar up to "these things just happen here" and kept working on his trash sculpture.
Then the land vanished from under him. There was a moment of him not caring as he summoned his wings and...
As he failed to summon his wings...
There was a look of "oh four factorials!" on his face as he dropped. This whole not having access to his reaper powers was finally becoming a serious issue.
Not that he was scared of dying, mind. He was already dead. He just wasn't fond of pain.
Someone want to catch him - or laugh at him - before he has to get.... creative?
Recovery
It was all over. Whatever it was. And he was in as many pieces as he had been before, plus or minus a variable no greater than two. He was prepared to be enraged about th state of his art until he stepped outside and saw the grounds.
There was
SO
MUCH
DEBRIS
TO
COLLECT!
So Zeta yes!
The Grim Heaper will be spending the foreseeable getting in the way of people trying to repair things as he tries to harvest the broken bits for his art...
Tilt
Somehow during the chaotic fight, someone or something cast or threw a bed mattress onto the ground, giving Lena an idea to drag that mattress across the campus to where she thinks he might land onto. Hopefully it is going to work in her favor.
Re: Tilt
"SOH CAH TOA!" he yelled, waving his wand at a passing wall. He used the spell to ricochet him the needed inches to land firmly on the mattress as the world stopped dropping.
"Fractals and fractions! What the right angles is going on in this garbage heap place?"
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Marly on the other hand proceeds to claw at one of the imps like a hungry tiger, the imp in question tries to run away, but they got tripped up by a toppled down vase while unsuccessfully trying to get the Siamese cat off their back.
Cw: gun use
Where were Noise when a Reaper needed them?
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The young Greek American proceeds to set fire on another imp's pants and they start to panic upon seeing it on fire, so unlike the Pants she is wearing underneath her gold and green robes. Of course, she can hear Sho's gun shoots at one unlucky imp.
"I have no idea why or how," she answers in a shaky voice, "I just don't know how these imps managed to get inside the campus either."
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He tapped the pin on his chest rapidly. "GIVE ME REASON!" he shouted as his familiar, a line like fractal falcon appeared and swooped down to harry another imp.
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On the other hand, Marly leaps at another imp who thought it was a good idea to attack her master with his club behind her back and goes to use him as a scratching post, clawing at his chest with no mercy. No one tries to attack her master and gets away with it.
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He might be horrified later if anyone thought him at all heroic for it. But that would be later.
For now...
"SINE! COSINE! TANGENT!" he yelled into his bullhorn. Which was also his wand. Because he's weird like that. The attacks were strong physical blasts of magic, slamming into his targets. Well, slamming into things and creatures. He wasn't much bothered by little things like trying to aim.
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Seriously, who is sending these imps to attack Diatu and everyone inside it? She is hoping that there is a reason behind it, though she is also being realistic that she may not get the answer right away, at least for some time.
Marly is still clinging onto the imp from a while ago and she is very busy giving him a hard time too. The imp had dropped his club after failing to get her off and it is probably time that she has to make good use of that pesky cloak she was given.
Focusing her attention on the fallen weapon, she commands it to steal the club from him by saying 'Steal!' and it heads off to snatch it off the ground before returning with it for her to use as bait for the imp.
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Sho... Sho isn't the sort to patiently pick off enemies one at a time as they come to him. Not that the main crush is backed off he... well he wades right into the thick of them.
He might not have access to his reaper powers here, but he sure as math found ways to simulate them with the local magic. Though of course he was as overly convoluted and complex in how he did it, to make it almost impossible to know what he was actually doing.
"INFINITY!!!!!" He yelled unleashing a... spell....? Light surrounded him in an increasing circle until power exploded from the ground, throwing imps in every direction.
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"Hey! Looking for this?" she asks him, before proceeding to toss it away from him to the right side of campus.
Marly manages to get off the imp and land on her paws while the imp goes after it, then she (Lena) proceeds to create a flash fire at it, burning it in the process and leaving him horrified at its destruction. Sorry imp, but no clubs for you.
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Lena continues in sending wave after wave of water to drench and scare the imps so they can flee to wherever they originally come from. She also could've sworn that she is getting tired of having to do this on her own.
Ty for the thread!