Mod Account for Diatu Magicademy ([personal profile] magicademymods) wrote in [community profile] diatuooc2021-07-23 03:56 pm
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Test Drive Reloaded! #1


Test Drive #1




Welcome to Diatu (I Like Swords)

The Arrival Hall is all aflurry with activity! No one had expected so many Sundered to suddenly pop up, the staff find themselves desperately scrambling to keep up with the influx, and a bunch of new arrivals find themselves hanging out in the Hall lobby, waiting to be seen, sent home if possible, or counseled and prepared for student life if not. Rumors run like wildfire: some people believe they've been kidnapped by aliens, a worryingly persistent suggestion that this is a setup for a murder-tournament keeps circulating, and one or two nutcases insist that a dragon tinkered with the rules of magic and now they have to study at a magic school to survive. Pie stocks are grievously low, and thought Headmaster Birony herself appeared and began violating the rules of space and time to summon pies from the future, a second Headmaster Birony with an eyepatch, several war scars, and a wild hairdo appeared and promptly yelled at the first Headmaster for stealing her pies. A pie fight erupted. Pie stocks are even more grievously low now.

Still, here's your chance to talk to your fellow arrivals. Or aggressively attack the nearest target in an outrage (they set up a target dummy and labeled it VENT AGGRESSION HERE, and are trusting you guys on the honor system). Staff don't have time to talk, but they promise they'll get to you soon!

A Day In The Life

The sun is bright, the air is warm, a cool breeze blows across Anastara, clouds keep drifting directly through the island and engulfing people... it's summer on Ascelion, and the day is ripe for learning. Or as ripe as Diatu Magicademy ever can be -- though no one would trade the character and charm of the lively campus for some stodgy, regimented school more interested in forcing students into the mold than encouraging them to be their best, sometimes conditions in the Magicademy are a little inconvenient.

A toilet in Kedrigan Hall keeps clamping onto the butts of those who attempt to use it. Thus far, half a dozen students have been freed from its clutches by their friends, while reports of singed buttocks have increased twofold. (Yes, only twofold. Think about that for a minute.) Staff are on the lookout for a prankster rather than a commode, so as of yet the treacherous toilet has gone unpunished...

Not far away, a group of cleaning golems has occupied the promenade as part of an ongoing strike. As they possess only rudimentary intelligence, they believe this involves seizing objects from anyone who passes nearby and hurling them at a set of bowling pins. Meliandre Tomekin, Head of Groundskeeping, has set up shop across the Promenade; any student who wanders too close gets a big block of ice shoved into their hands, along with instructions to hold it still while she shows those reprobates what-for...

In the Great Hall proper, school clubs and activities have, as was inevitable, escalated competition for new students to yet another level which only isn't a war crime because it isn't part of a treaty yet: they've conscripted geese. Horrible geese, to be precise, who dispense flyers for various clubs with less subtlety than a nuclear holocaust. Some of them fight for dominance, others have teamed up to pin down innocent students and stuff leaflets down their throat, and one has a wand and is somehow casting Discovery spells?!

A Forgery!

"I tried a mass-Forging technique," the older student says, showing off the briefcase full of identical wands and a sign that says 'FOR $ALE CHEAP'. "Some of them are exactly what I intended, they self-correct runes, but the rest, well.. . I don't know, I can't tell, and I'm not really interested in finding out one by one, so... you buying?"

All sales final. No refunds. Caveat emptor. As for what the wands do, well... there's a reason he answered with an ellipsis when asked. On the other hand, maybe the effect isn't too terrible? Maybe it's even beneficial! Maybe the wand shoots out rainbows and muffins! Or maybe it just animates and strikes you vigorously about the head and shoulders...

Three Dragon War

Someone, we're not naming names, canons, or the color of eyes and the dragon to which they belong that forms said person's obsession, may or may not be indirectly responsible for the latest game craze sweeping Anastara: Three Dragon War, a collectible card game that features players as dragons, deploying spells, creatures, and Sundered against each other to destroy each and avoid the machinations of the Third Dragon. The awesome thing about the game is that the Third Dragon comes in all different forms: classic bundled-with-the-starter-pack Ire, super-rare Anastara Diatu, suspiciously-rare Cam Birony, ultra-common Large Eagull, and more. The concept of an outside force adding randomness to the battle and being manipulated in turn by cards means Three Dragon War is the hottest card game that's come along since the last card game that was the hottest that had come along came along.

Face-to-face, you find yourself in a duel over these cards and the magical images they summon. Can this untested deck come through if you believe in it? Or are statistics and probability actual things that actually happen? Dragon Battle! Jiao Long Fu!

There's One in Every Test Drive

Not every magical disaster is caused by some wayward student you don't know. Many of them are caused by you instead. To wit: you're on the spot in one of the magical labs, being called on to demonstrate a technique more advanced than others you've mastered so far. Failure is expected, and the wards should prevent any injury to others from a miscast spell. But will the sparks of your magic just sputter out and die? Or will you inadvertently mispronounce, misform, misshape, or miscalculate in a way that brings chaos to you and your lab partner?

(You could also manage to succeed in casting the spell, but that isn't very fun.)
temptationaccomplished: (ah thank you! just as planned)

[personal profile] temptationaccomplished 2021-07-25 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
Aziraphale's smile of relief was too blinding to be looked upon by even immortal eyes, so it was best he didn't turn around to see it. But he could undoubtedly hear it in the angel's slightly breathless voice.

"Well. Then I suppose you are overdue. My treat."

He gathered Creme and his robes, tucking the small snake into a pocket instead, and joined Crowley. He had to refrain from kissing Crowley on the cheek or taking him by the arm as they were wont to do in past lives. They weren't that, and he was lucky enough to have maintained this friendship.

"Come along, my dear."
vroomkeeper: (smolrik // yasssss)

[personal profile] vroomkeeper 2021-07-25 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm a new EVERYTHING!

[ Or, well, everything is new to him. Marik is enthralled by this "Modification" idea. Understanding things helps you CONTROL them? SUPER COOL! ]

My name's Marik. Do I get to stay in school until I'm old like you?

[ No one's going to send him home? Really for real? This Setokaiba guy is like, ancient like Rishid, and he's still here... ]
schoolingfish: (Nervous seamonster)

[personal profile] schoolingfish 2021-07-25 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um..." He takes a step back, his tail swishing back and forth with uncertainty. "I don't really think I meet any of the qualifications for that."
schoolingfish: (Um...actually human)

Luca Paguro | Luca

[personal profile] schoolingfish 2021-07-25 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Welcome to Diatu
Luca has no idea how he got here. Sure, he was supposed to be in a school, but he's absolutely certain this isn't the right one. For one thing, Giulia isn't here. For another, everyone else seems just as confused as he is. And, the absolutely most important thing that lets him know something is very, very wrong...he just appeared here off the train. No getting off the train, no actually coming to this place, he's just suddenly here.

He sits there, quietly looking around trying to figure out what's going on when the pies start flying.

When one pie lands near Luca, broken pieces scattering across the table he's sitting at, he notices it smells good. Curious, he picks up a piece and eats it. It tastes good, too. And so Luca watches everything around him, wondering when they'd get any sort of real explanation while nibbling on the broken up pie he found.

A Day in the Life
Luca was curious about the clubs, so decided to go check things out. Honestly, he was hoping for an astronomy club, but soon finds himself with a flier for the swim club shoved into his hands.

"Oh! That looks fun! I wonder if they'd let sea monsters join, or if that would be considered cheating?"

Then another goose comes up and shoves another flier into his hands. This one's for the drama club.

"Um...thanks, but I really don't--"

Another goose, another flier. Chess club? He doesn't even know what chess is.

"I really don't need any more fliers Signore Goose, I haven't even..."

More geese begin to mob him. Another flier. Another Flier. Now Luca's getting annoyed.

"Will you all stop!"

They don't stop. Soon Luca finds himself running from the geese, trying to get away from all the fliers being shoved at him.

There's One In Every Test Drive
"I...don't actually know how to do that."

The teacher reassures him that he just has to do his best. He's supposed to be creating a little ball of light. Instead, a dark cloud spreads over him. It crackles threateningly, and soon rainwater begins pouring down on Luca, reverting him to his sea monster form.

Well, at least at a school for magic, they probably will just accept that sort of thing. He sighs.

"Sorry about the wet floors."
prophesis: (determined)

[personal profile] prophesis 2021-07-25 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I am aware.

[ Ishizu steps outside, places the wand on a nearby flowerbed. The storm shifts accordingly, and this batch of greenery now enjoys a nice drizzle (if the occasional rumble).

She shakes her head once, then flicks a hand. A hot breeze ruffles through, drying her hair and clothes. Is she going to explain?

...Does she ever explain herself, as opposed to the plot? ]
phoenixwiz: (When He Smiles)

[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-25 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh that is pretty neat since Harry currently has his magic in Avalon (kinetic and elemental magic) as of this time.
phoenixwiz: (When He Smiles)

Forgery (Let’s play with Avalon/SMK CRAU!Harry)

[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-25 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
“I would definitely agree as well, these look very poorly made for wands made in big batches,” Harry agrees with Svlvando’s observation of the Forging-made wands in front of them.

He could even say that mass-producing wands of this magnitude is something that Mr. Ollivander wouldn’t want to mess since he does make a lot of the wands (Harry’s included) by hand and wand-making is essentially an art back in his home.

Speaking of said wand, the younger man has just pulled it out and begins to twirl it around most likely to prove his point, but he doesn’t want to cause a ruckus in front of the person selling the wands.
hyperdrivemonalisa: (bemused)

[personal profile] hyperdrivemonalisa 2021-07-25 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know if I'd call it a miracle!" Isabel laughed. Just a little bit of home-style magick, really. If he hadn't failed in his attempt, she wasn't sure she'd have been able to work on it. "But you are right, I've been working on my studies as diligently as I could."

Which wasn't to say she didn't play hooky from time to time. All work and no play made Homer something something, after all.

"Maybe you could try doing it in stages? Like put the stars on first, and then change color? Doing it all at once might have been too intense. I don't know for sure, but it's worked for me so far," she said.
hyperdrivemonalisa: (chasing my shadows)

[personal profile] hyperdrivemonalisa 2021-07-25 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Argue with God. Yeah, she'd believe that of Seto. He's hard-headed enough, for one. For the other..."Yeah, I saw. El's back. That means there's a chance..."

Isabel knew Seto wouldn't even think of that--wouldn't want to, but she's damned if she won't see the silver lining around the dark cloud. Isabel doesn't think for a second that if Yugi could, he'd come back for Seto.

"I'm not sure what's going on there, though. Other than he's back." They'd parted as friends, after all. Isabel's not keen on rushing anything. "Anyone else you know?"
bearshermark: made by penbeetreewood (peace offering)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Eleven glanced over, then performed a bit of a double-take with a widening smile full of relief. Last he'd seen the man, he was fading away. Well that he had his memories, too.

"It was chaotic," he recalled, "But they were better prepared for us last time."

He stepped away from the wall, and in the direction of what he believed were the doors leading outside the building.

"Let's go somewhere else for now."
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (do what now)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Eleven blinked, perplexed.

"Ah.." he grimaced, not wanting to let her down, though inevitable. "No, but.. is that what you are?"

She was missing the wings, but the glitter, her coloring, and perhaps the reason she was asking? He glanced off, down the hall to check if the coast was clear. It wasn't.

"I think I'm just lost in time.."
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (do what now)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 06:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Not many people wore all black, and those that did.. well, he'd learned from Erik there were reasons people tried to avoid attention. But there was something familiar about them, somehow- in the shape of them, their height..

"Ah, excuse me. I'm sorry to bother you. I was wondering.."
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (smiles)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Curious, but true enough they didn't have a great deal of time to focus on conversation. Though there was something about that bracelet..

Eleven gave a glance down the hall, surveying the chaos, then dashed across the space just as soon as there seemed to be a lull in projectiles.

"You lead," he requested, "Things are still coming back to me."
serpentinthegarden: (You can do proper magic)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-25 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Had there been a shocking kiss on the cheek or even a scandalously held hand the cool demon who fell into a swagger to walk by Aziraphale's side would have melted in a gooey puddle. It was odd enough to find Aziraphale so changed! He was willing to admit they were friends? To ask... actually ask for forgiveness?! FROM HIM? That was mind blowing. It was taking a moment for all the pieces to knit themselves together.

"So... we're going to school now not saving the world?"

Crowley walked in silence beside Aziraphale or as much silence as he ever liked to walk in which meant rambling about something or other.

"I've never actually gone to school before. Well... I mean, I've been inside one, lots of interesting things going on in schools, but never as a student."

He turned from his ramblings to look at Aziraphale now. There was still something of that glow about his face, just happy that things had worked out. It suited him.

"Should I be carrying your books?"
serpentinthegarden: (Sofa brooding)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-25 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
When the cream hits the window and coats it from the inside so that nothing more of the fight could been seen, Crowley wandered away. He could have gone back to the door and peeked in but it was more fun to cause chaos and walk away. He took up a safe position under the shade of a tree in the Promenade and waited to see who the victor would be.
serpentinthegarden: (Not so bad)

[personal profile] serpentinthegarden 2021-07-25 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
For her it was a test of wills, waiting to see who would break first, who was the most powerful. For Crowley it was more of an amusing diversion cause, lets face it, standing around a hall waiting for some one to explain where you were and give you the whole 'welcome to school' speech was pretty boring.

Unfortunately for the pair of them a pie fight had broken out some where down the hall and while neither of them had the intention to blink, when the pies started flying past their noses it might be a good idea to duck.
bearshermark: credit: <user name="morninglight"> (smiles)

[personal profile] bearshermark 2021-07-25 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
The words caught in his throat. He remembered them; the last things he'd heard before he lost sight of the world his companions belonged to, swept away in a rush of time and memory.

Eleven settled beneath Erik's hand with a soft smile. "You're right. And here you are on the other side- just as you'd said you would be."
phoenixwiz: (Giggling Non-Stop)

[personal profile] phoenixwiz 2021-07-25 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
“Ha, eat whipped cream, mister!” Harry calls out on an unsuspecting man as he telekinetically send in a pie onto their face, which then spooks the guy in shock when it landed on his face.

Pretty annoyed that this wizard has the nerve to throw a pie at him like that, he gets all rilled up and attempts to throw one at him, only for Harry to deflect it back at him with kinetic magic and have it plastered on his face.
knightofbooks: (Hm?)

Vio || Legend of Zelda: Four Swords Adventures (Manga)

[personal profile] knightofbooks 2021-07-25 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
A. [The Weirdest Welcome]

Of all the things Vio could remember, the chaos of this place had to trump it. It’s a good thing he’s tried to keep himself out of the way, huh?

Y’know, if he didn’t have to dodge one of the flung pies. Someone missed their original target. ...What, that target might’ve been him? Clearly not! He’s just standing there, not getting involved with crazy stories or activities!

Vio pressed two of his fingers to his forehead, a subtle mix of worry and frustration adoring his features. “How can anyone believe such things…” What the heck were aliens!?

“Is it always this crazy?”

B. [Someone Needs to Chill]

Compared to what he’s heard going on, holding a block of ice was surprisingly tame. Still, how hard was it to get a sense of peace? He looked back at the golems, then the block of ice, and slowly backed away.

Any student he passes by could hear him say: “You might want to try something else.” Like maybe question why he’s still holding a probably-melting block of ice.

C. [The Stick is Mightier]

Vio’s pretty sure by now that his curiosity is going to get him in trouble one of these days. Assuming it hasn’t already, as he’s currently given up on trying to catch the animate wand. Opting, instead, to protect himself, occasionally swatting the air so it stopped hitting his shoulders and arms.

“Ow!” How was he failing this badly!? He was a knight-in-training! A part of Link, one of the four heroes! And he’s losing to this silly little thing! “Ah-! Hold still!”

D. [Three Dragon War]

Card games weren’t a thing in Hyrule. So like with everything else while he’s here, Vio got his own deck. But instead of playing (right away), he’s been on the outskirts of the crowd, observing how to play.

“Hm…” Sharp blue eyes glanced between the two duelists, an eyebrow raised. Based on his very, very rudimentary grasp, it didn’t seem like this particular player could come back from this. “What’s the plan here...?”

Or, later on, he finds someone challenging him! Vio swiftly waves his free hand, trying to hide his deck. Clearly that attracted some attention to him. “Ah, no-! I’m not a player.” Yet. He just wants to get the game first.

[Wildcard!]

( Got another idea in mind? Feel free to drop it below! Or DM me here for plotting. )
knightofbooks: (neutral thinking)

Tre Drakekrig

[personal profile] knightofbooks 2021-07-25 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
What're they playing for? Hm. Vio hadn't any experience with this game at all. He wasn't particularly looking to play to win. But now? Now he gave a thoughtful look, genuinely considering the question.

"Winner's choice? Of a card or favor." Because really, that's all Vio could think of if he lost. Which...he wasn't about to, but best to make sure.
holdyourhorns: (aggro)

Day in the Life

[personal profile] holdyourhorns 2021-07-25 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Have no fear! Or have plenty of fear. Suddenly something small yet distinctly reptilian came charging at the poor kid, but their target isn't the kid, it's the geese. The sunlight shines nicely on the predominantly purple scales and golden hues as they let out an actual blast of fire at the birds like a true monster of myth.

... A baby-sized monster of myth, but papers caught in the crossfire burn up as the geese honk angrily or with fright.

"That's right, beat it! Get out of here!" the small dragon shouted out after the first breath to sweep his horns at one of the bolder stragglers. "Go bother someone else!"

A single golden dragonfly hovered close by their side and watched the turn of events with a wary expression on their face.
holdyourhorns: (inquiry)

A

[personal profile] holdyourhorns 2021-07-25 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes," a voice helpfully answered. Regardless if it was a rhetorical question or not.

Look down. While the purple dragon was certainly no chihuahua, he was only about the size of a large dog- which tends to run contrary to people's expectations for his kind. Or it entirely adds to his charm.

Spyro, accompanied by a golden glowing dragonfly, was seated on his haunches and confirmed himself to be the one speaking within the next moment. "It livens things up around here when it's harmless."
Edited 2021-07-25 22:18 (UTC)
schoolingfish: (Friendly human)

[personal profile] schoolingfish 2021-07-25 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Considering the fact that Luca is actually a sea monster who shifts into a human form on land, the thought of being afraid of the dragon is the farthest thing from his mind as Spiro flies in to the rescue.

"Wooow, you can breathe fire?" He asks as he watches on of the pamphlets burn up. Once the geese have cleared the area, a small Sicilian green toad hops out to join Luca. "That was so cool! Thanks for helping out. My name's Luca, what's yours?"
holdyourhorns: (souvenir!)

[personal profile] holdyourhorns 2021-07-25 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
As if Spyro wasn't puffed up with enough pride at his small victory over the flock, the kid's awe just adds to it. He stepped back over to Luca after puffing out a smoky snort of satisfaction.

"I'm Spyro," he answered. "And yeah, you're looking at a real living fire-breathing dragon in the flesh. Feel free to take it all in."

Maybe this time around, people being amazed at him won't get so boring again.

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